15. What Goes Around, Comes Around

After leaving the waiting room, Liu Yanyang returned directly to his temporary residence.

Lying on the bed and recalling his encounter with Dai Weisi today, he knew he had been targeted. There was a chance Dai Weisi would make a move on him in the next few days.

Liu Yanyang was not too worried. Stroking Cheng Ying on his finger, he thought that he could simply leave after the match—who would be able to find him? Cheng Ying's concealment effect was no exaggeration.

Still, when it came to underhanded moves, one had to return the favor. Liu Yanyang began planning how to give Dai Weisi a surprise.

Night fell, and the cold wind howled!

The Great Soul Arena in Star Luo City was already packed to capacity, while the central Main Soul Arena was even more deafeningly lively.

Everyone had come to witness this cross-rank battle. Quite a few had even wagered their entire fortunes, going all in on a single bet.

At that moment, a host dressed in formal attire suddenly descended from the sky. A pair of bright wings slowly flapped behind his back as he hovered above the Main Soul Arena.

"Good evening, everyone! I am tonight's host for the Main Soul Arena. I believe that now that you know about tonight's Soul Battle, you can hardly wait any longer!"

"A cross-rank Soul Battle never seen before will be witnessed by us today! This is a day worth remembering, and both contestants are renowned figures. One is the Battle Soul Elder Dai Xingtian, who possesses the White Tiger Beast Martial Soul. The other is our Great Soul Arena's star contestant, the Battle Soul Master White Mask, who has won twenty-three consecutive matches without a single defeat!!!"

"Who will emerge victorious in this long-awaited Soul Battle? Will Dai Xingtian crush his opponent with sheer strength, or will White Mask continue his unstoppable streak and extend his road of consecutive victories?"

"Let us wait and see! Welcome our two contestants!"

As the host's voice rang out, the Main Soul Arena immediately erupted. The spectators in the stands shouted with all their might, their cries rising higher and higher as the atmosphere soared along with their roars.

On one side below the stage appeared a tall, powerfully built man. His golden hair draped over his shoulders, and his eyes were especially sharp.

On the other side, Liu Yanyang was still dressed in a black robe and wearing a white mask. He emerged from the passage with slow yet steady steps.

"Dai Xingtian, Dai Xingtian..."

"White Mask, White Mask..."

The Main Soul Arena erupted once more. After waiting so long, everyone was now venting their emotions wildly.

Liu Yanyang stepped onto the Soul Arena Platform and observed his opponent.

At this moment, Dai Xingtian was also staring at him, his gaze filled with mockery and derision, as though he were looking at a dead man.

He's already preparing to kill me, huh? Liu Yanyang sneered inwardly.

"I declare the Soul Battle officially begins!"

After shouting this, the host flapped his wings and instantly flew off the Soul Arena Platform, leaving the battlefield to Liu Yanyang and Dai Xingtian.

"White Tiger, possess." A fierce pale light suddenly burst from Dai Xingtian's body. His bones crackled, his muscles rapidly swelled, and his clothes were stretched taut.

His golden hair instantly turned black and white. Four faint markings appeared on his forehead—three horizontal lines and one vertical line, forming the character for king.

His hands underwent the greatest change, growing more than twice their original size. White fur covered his palms, while short-dagger-like claws extended and retracted from his fingers. Each claw was as sharp as a blade, eight inches long, and gleaming with a cold, sinister light.

His upper body slowly leaned forward, and both eyes turned a deep, dark blue, making him seem like a killing machine.

Three shining rings rose one after another beneath his feet, silently ascending. Two yellow and one purple Soul Rings revolved, and surging Soul Power formed wave-like pressure that crashed toward Liu Yanyang.

"Dai Xingtian, White Tiger Martial Soul, thirty-seventh-rank Soul Ancestor. Please advise!"

Dai Xingtian stared at Liu Yanyang as if looking at a corpse, his eyes full of contempt. His lips moved slightly, silently forming a few words.

Liu Yanyang could not help but sneer inwardly, though his face remained expressionless.

"White Mask, Dragon Roar Spear Martial Soul, twenty-second-rank Soul Grandmaster. Please advise!"

Holding the Dragon Roar Spear in one hand, he pointed its tip directly at Dai Xingtian. The Flood Dragon coiled around its shaft, its dragon eyes emitting a cold gleam.

The battle was about to erupt!

"First Soul Skill—White Tiger Body Protection Barrier!"

"Third Soul Skill—White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

Dai Xingtian shouted and immediately unleashed two Soul Skills in one breath.

His tiger palms swelled another circle, the extended blades turning bright silver. A dazzling golden light enveloped his entire body, while his eyes shone with bloodthirst.

With terrifying momentum, he pounced at Liu Yanyang.

Seeing this, the people in the audience began whispering among themselves.

"It's over. From the looks of it, White Mask probably won't survive!"

"What are you talking about? The Great Soul Arena has rules—no one can die in a match!"

"Idiot. That Soul Ancestor is one of the Star Luo First Prince's men. What do rules mean to him? Besides, once someone dies, who would bother pursuing the matter?"

"Shut up. Is the prince someone we can talk about? Watch the match."

Watching the enormous tiger palm, its icy claws charging straight at his head—

Liu Yanyang tightened his grip on the spear shaft. Soul Power surged as he thrust forward.

"Clang..." Sparks flew as the spear tip collided with the claws, producing a piercing sound.

The immense force of the collision forced both men back. Dai Xingtian's arm trembled slightly, his face filled with shock.

He had activated two enhancement Soul Skills, giving him strength far beyond that of an ordinary Soul Ancestor, yet after one exchange, they were evenly matched!

Meanwhile, Liu Yanyang only felt a slight numbness in his arm. He found it rather amusing—so the White Tiger Martial Soul was nothing more than this. He intended to end the battle directly.

"First Soul Skill—Dragon Roar!"

The Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up. Purple lightning wreathed the Dragon Roar Spear in his hand, while a silver gleam bloomed along its blade.

Liu Yanyang shot forward in an instant, transforming into an afterimage as he charged straight at Dai Xingtian.

Seeing Liu Yanyang rushing toward him, a trace of panic flashed through Dai Xingtian's eyes. He hurriedly used his Soul Skill.

"Second Soul Skill—White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

White light gathered before his mouth, forming a milky-white sphere of light.

The milky-white beam shot across half the Duel Arena like lightning, hurtling toward Liu Yanyang.

Seeing the orb of light right before him, Liu Yanyang silently cursed, Idiot. With a sidestep, he easily dodged it.

Then he surged forward, the Dragon Roar Spear carrying an unstoppable force as it stabbed straight at Dai Xingtian.

"Pfft!" The Dragon Roar Spear pierced clean through Dai Xingtian's entire left shoulder, and the purple lightning seemed to have found an outlet for release.

"Ah!"

Dai Xingtian screamed as the purple lightning frantically ravaged his body. Gradually, a wet patch appeared on the floor.

With a look of disgust, Liu Yanyang violently swung the Dragon Roar Spear, flinging Dai Xingtian straight off the Soul Arena Platform.

The entire Main Soul Arena fell deathly silent!

Everyone stood with their mouths agape, staring at the scene before them in disbelief.

"Unbelievable! This is simply unbelievable!"

The Host was the first to recover. His wings flapped as he glided through the air for some distance before landing steadily beside Liu Yanyang.

"I hereby announce that the winner of this one-on-one cross-rank soul battle is White Mask! Congratulations to Battle Soul Master White Mask on achieving his twenty-fourth consecutive victory!"

"White Mask! White Mask! White Mask..."

In an instant, the entire arena erupted into a frenzy!

Liu Yanyang then walked straight off the Soul Arena Platform and left the Great Soul Arena. He was going to give Dai Weisi a huge surprise!

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