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"Third two-on-two match: Double Leaf Combination versus Iron Hammer Combination. Soul fight, begin."

As the Host's voice fell, the two brothers on the opposing side summoned their martial souls together. One white, one yellow, and one purple Soul Ring appeared beneath each of them, the three rings circling their bodies. A hammer suddenly appeared in each of their hands. The hammers were dark red, with protrusions at their heads, and a powerful aura spread out in an instant.

Three Soul Rings slowly rose beneath Ye Lingling's feet—two yellow and one purple. In terms of Soul Ring configuration, Ye Lingling had the advantage. However, her Nine Heart Begonia was merely an auxiliary-type martial soul. Aside from healing, it had no offensive ability whatsoever.

Ye Hao, on the other hand, remained calm in the face of danger. He did not release his martial soul or Soul Rings at all, leaving both the Host and the Spectators stunned.

The Host asked, "Spicy Rabbit Head, are you not releasing your martial soul?"

Ye Hao nodded calmly. The Host said no more and immediately announced that the fight would continue. In the history of the Great Soul Arena, there had been a few people in the same situation as Ye Hao—people who had no intention of releasing their martial souls and merely pretended to be experts. Without exception, they had all lost miserably. Some had been crippled, while others had been left disabled.

The difference between a soul master using a martial soul and an ordinary person was obvious at a glance. The Spectators watched with the mindset of enjoying a show, silently sighing over this "Spicy Rabbit Head" who did not know his own limits. What a pity...

Ye Lingling remained unhurried, standing quietly to the side. Her responsibility was to heal the wounded and save the dying. So long as Ye Hao was injured, her Nine Heart Begonia martial soul could be activated.

Ye Lingling was not surprised that Ye Hao was not using his martial soul. Back at Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Ye Hao had fought the brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo. At the time, Ye Hao had fought alone, only using his martial soul when he truly could not hold on any longer.

Ye Hao was not someone without reason. The phrase "a child with the cunning of an adult" could not have suited him better.

Seeing this, the two brothers of the Iron Hammer Combination revealed satisfied smiles. Great, a free kill had come to them. They had thought that someone wearing a mask was an expert, but he was just putting on an act.

"Ah—" ×2

The two brothers roared and rushed forward, swinging the hammers in their hands at Ye Hao with wide strides.

The hammers revealed their edge, their fierce momentum rushing straight at him. Ye Hao remained calm, pushing off with the tips of his feet and reaching directly for the hammers. Just as he neared them—

The Six-Winged Purple Light Wings spread from Ye Hao's back. He swiftly flew behind the two men and smashed his fists forward with brutal force, knocking them stumbling ahead.

They nearly fell to the ground...

Immediately afterward, two enormous black spider spears pressed tightly against the brothers' throats. Their bodies trembled involuntarily.

"We... surrender."

The outcome was obvious. Ye Hao's spider spears could pierce their throats at any moment. This was only an ordinary soul fight, and there was no grudge between the two sides. Naturally, Ye Hao would not kill them.

In the earlier two-on-two soul fight, Xiao Wu had developed killing intent merely because Tang San had been injured. The Silent Sleeve Arrow had already been loaded. If not for the last shred of kindness in Tang San's heart, and for him using a throwing knife to block the Silent Sleeve Arrow's attack, those two people would likely have gone to heaven long ago.

What was rather ironic was that when Tang San later went to the Blacksmith Shop in Suotuo City to commission components for Hidden Weapons, the two blacksmiths responsible for making them were those very two people—the two who had nearly been killed by Xiao Wu.

Just think about it. Could you really not hate a Rabbit that could not tell right from wrong and slaughtered innocent people indiscriminately?

So, the Rabbit's final ending... you decide!

On the Soul Fighting Platform, the Host nearly dropped his jaw. He coughed and forced himself to remain composed before immediately announcing, "Third two-on-two soul fight: Double Leaf Combination wins, accumulating one point and one victory."

As soon as his words fell, the Spectators were left wanting more. They had thought they would witness a fierce, exhilarating battle, only for it to become a one-sided crushing victory.

Still, they offered their applause. Ye Hao and Ye Lingling exchanged a glance, then left the Soul Fighting Platform and headed toward the Lounge Qin Ming had prepared in advance.

Inside the Lounge, Qin Ming looked over the information on the Berserk Team in his hands and came to a conclusion. He placed the papers on the table and waited peacefully for all eight of them to return victorious.

Click—

The Lounge door quietly opened. Ye Hao poked his head in and glanced at Qin Ming, who was waiting quietly.

"Teacher Qin, was I the first?"

Qin Ming was briefly stunned, then smiled. "I knew it would be you. Come in. Your opponents for the team battle have already been decided."

"Really?!"

Ye Hao's eyes lit up. He walked straight over to Qin Ming, picked up the documents on the table, and gave them a rough look.

"The Berserk Team?"

Better early than late—what perfect timing. The Berserk Team, led by Captain Kuang Xi. Ye Hao was extremely confident that they could defeat them.

If their first match had been against the Shrek Seven Devils, Ye Hao would likely have taken it seriously. But their upcoming team battle opponent was the Berserk Team. For this, all they needed were hands.

Qin Ming looked at Ye Hao and smiled. "You're smiling so happily. Don't tell me you're already confident you can beat the Berserk Team?"

Ye Hao patted his chest confidently. "Of course."

"I took a rough look. Aside from that auxiliary-type soul master, the rest of the Berserk Team all have beast martial souls. Their Soul Power is generally around level thirty-five, while our Imperial Dou Team surpasses them by quite a bit."

Qin Ming smiled bitterly. "Be careful not to capsize in a ditch. Their strength may be average, but you absolutely cannot let that auxiliary-type tool soul master use his Third Soul Skill. Otherwise, things will become very troublesome."

After waiting a while longer, the other six members of the Imperial Dou Team returned one after another. All eight of them had won their fights that night, and their morale was soaring.

Next came the team soul fight. Qin Ming continued giving instructions, while Ye Hao's thoughts drifted elsewhere. After greeting Qin Ming, he left the Lounge by himself.

It was close to midnight, yet there were still many people passing through the Suotuo Great Soul Arena.

The Great Soul Arena was divided into three types of matches: one-on-one, two-on-two, and seven-on-seven team battles.

Among them, team battles were the fiercest of the three types of combat, and there were usually many people around at this time.

"For the next battle, let us welcome the Shrek Seven Devils against..."

Ye Hao had just been about to leave, but when he heard the voice from nearby—Shrek Seven Devils?

It seemed that it was indeed them. The Shrek Seven Devils were truly here. Putting on his mask, Ye Hao followed the crowded flow of people toward the place where the Shrek Seven Devils were fighting.

Since the battle between the Imperial Dou Team and the Berserk Team was the last one, Ye Hao had plenty of time to watch Shrek Academy's battle.

The team battle Soul Fighting Platform was completely different from the previous ones. This place could accommodate ten thousand people watching at once. Because the Shrek Seven Devils had won several previous matches, their audience had gradually grown. Ye Hao found an unoccupied spot that made it easier to observe the movements of the seven people on the platform...