Thousand Spin Steps

Was he finally getting serious? Seeing his opponent use a Soul Skill, Qin Ming knew he wanted to end this quickly.

Fire Spear quickened his pace, rapidly closing the distance between himself and Qin Ming. His crimson spearhead sliced through the air, tracing a dazzling serpent-like arc.

"Ha!" Fire Spear shouted. His spear moved like a roaming dragon, every thrust aimed at Qin Ming's vital points.

Yet Qin Ming only dodged and never counterattacked. His feet shifted and his body swayed, evading most of the spear strikes. Some attacks still tore his clothes, exposing the pale skin beneath, but they could not harm him any further.

Qin Ming intended to create a movement technique of his own in battle. It might not be particularly profound and certainly could not compare to Tang San's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, but it only needed to be sufficient for his current level.

As for the rest, he could slowly revise and improve it in the future.

Qin Ming could create a movement technique so recklessly in battle because his Mental Power far surpassed that of those at his level, allowing him to grasp nearly every detail of a battle at his current stage.

He could identify the flaws in his footwork and immediately correct and improve them.

It could be said that Qin Ming's practical combat ability was improving at an utterly terrifying rate.

Time slowly passed. At first, Fire Spear's attacks could still hit Qin Ming a few times, but now, he could not even touch the corner of Qin Ming's clothes.

Fire Spear's heart turned ice-cold. Was there even any point in continuing this fight?

After battling Fire Spear for some time, Qin Ming had already roughly worked out the framework of his movement technique. By this point, Fire Spear's value had also been thoroughly squeezed dry.

Let's end this quickly, Qin Ming thought.

"First Spirit Skill, Crimson Blood Body." Qin Ming activated his First Spirit Skill. His entire aura instantly changed, and his eyes brimmed with murderous intent.

All attributes increased by 50%; Fire Attribute damage increased by 50%!

The Gray Wolf Fire surrounding him instantly leaped eight feet high. Qin Ming directly grabbed the incoming crimson spearhead with his right palm.

The incomparably sharp Fire Tip Spear could not pierce the skin of Qin Ming's palm, leaving only a faint white mark.

"What?" Fire Spear stared at the scene before him in disbelief. His spear seemed to have stabbed into a block of steel. Not only could he not harm his opponent, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not move it even an inch.

After absorbing the Ten-Thousand-Year Whale Rubber, Qin Ming's physical qualities had become enough to rival Soul Beasts with several hundred years of cultivation. With Martial Soul Possession and his First Spirit Skill strengthening him, Qin Ming could even fight an ordinary thousand-year Soul Beast. Naturally, an ordinary One-Ring Soul Master could not easily break through his defenses.

Qin Ming suddenly exerted force with his right arm and dragged Fire Spear, spear and all, straight toward himself.

It's over. Fire Spear wailed inwardly. At this distance, with his Martial Soul restrained and his true body facing a Beast Martial Soul Spirit Master head-on, there was practically no chance of turning things around.

He had thought this would be an easy match where he crushed a weaker opponent. Instead, he was the one getting crushed. His opponent had high technique in one hand and overwhelming stats in the other. How was he supposed to fight that?

Qin Ming kicked Fire Spear in the chest, and the tremendous impact sent him flying straight off the arena.

According to the Soul Fighting rules, anyone knocked off the arena was immediately judged defeated.

"This Soul Fighting match goes to Lone Wolf!" the referee announced.

"What? Fire Spear lost?"

"What's going on? Wasn't that guy a Spirit Master in his first Soul Fighting match?"

"That had to be a fixed match!"

"Give us our money back!"

The audience below clearly had not expected this outcome at all.

Fire Spear, who had spent more than a year in the Soul Fighting Arena, had actually lost to a newcomer—and to someone four Soul Power levels below him.

More importantly, his opponent looked like nothing more than a child. He should not have been that powerful.

Most of them had bet on Fire Spear. The money they had wagered was now completely lost.

But the referee acted as if he had not heard their doubts. Amateurs watched the excitement, while experts saw the details. He could tell that Fire Spear absolutely had not held back at the end.

Meanwhile, Fire Spear lay on the ground with his chest still heaving violently. It was already a bloody mess. His skin and flesh had been burned black by Qin Ming's Gray Wolf Fire, and a clear shoeprint could even be seen branded into it.

Even with a Spirit Master's astonishing recovery ability, he would likely need a month of rest before recovering.

"As the referee of this match, I judge that contestant Fire Spear gave his all in this Soul Fighting match and was defeated because he was outmatched!"

"If anyone has objections, you may report them to the Soul Fighting Arena." The referee settled the matter with a single declaration. Soul Power rippled through his voice and spread throughout No. 9 Soul Arena.

The objections were quickly suppressed. The Soul Fighting Arena cared greatly about its reputation. Since the referee had said so, then there truly must have been no problem.

As for the Gold Soul Coins they had wagered, they could only grit their teeth and swallow the loss.

Some people present could not help but think of one possibility. Could this be another Shrek Dragon?

The same kind of genius, the same ability to fight opponents above his level.

No matter what, the outcome of this battle would spread through the entire Soul Fighting Arena at the fastest possible speed.

Qin Ming returned to the Resting Room, where dedicated staff were waiting to handle the follow-up with him.

"Contestant Lone Wolf, this is the wager money you won this time." The staff member respectfully handed Qin Ming the Soul Fighting Arena's specialized Stored Value Card.

Qin Ming nodded and accepted it. Excluding his original stake, he had earned ten thousand Gold Soul Coins from this match. After paying the Soul Fighting Arena's ten percent service fee, that came to one thousand Gold Soul Coins.

In other words, a Soul Fighting match lasting only a few minutes had earned him a net profit of nine thousand Gold Soul Coins!

Even printing money would not be this fast. Of course, Qin Ming knew this was only because it had been his first appearance and no one yet knew his true strength, which was why the odds had been so high. They probably would not remain this high afterward.

More importantly, improving his practical combat ability like this felt amazing!

For a genius like Qin Ming, the Soul Fighting Arena was a place where he could both earn money and rapidly improve himself.

"Can you arrange my next Soul Fighting match immediately?" Qin Ming asked the staff member.

"Yes. How many days from now would you like it arranged?"

"Now."

"Now?"

"That's right. As quickly as possible." Qin Ming gave a wicked smile. His movement technique had only just formed its initial outline and still needed a great deal of actual combat to be developed and perfected.

This movement technique had been comprehended and refined through actual combat. When used, it made his figure appear graceful, fluid, and agile.

I'll call it Thousand Spin Steps. Qin Ming officially named the movement technique he had comprehended Thousand Spin Steps.

"Um, don't you need to rest for a night?" the staff member beside him asked tentatively.

"I've already made myself clear. I want it now. Don't make me doubt the professional ability of the Great Soul Arena's staff!"

"Understood!" The staff member immediately dashed off to arrange an opponent for Qin Ming.

At the same time, he sighed inwardly. It seemed the Soul Fighting Arena was about to produce another Spirit Master-level Shrek Dragon. He did not know what was going on lately—why had so many geniuses suddenly appeared all at once?