Wind Sword Team

Because Luo Yan and Xiao Wu were newcomers, the odds on them were very high.

That had many gamblers hoping to turn a small bet into a fortune.

Seeing this, those who had bet on Luo Yan winning wished they could slap themselves.

But they had no idea that this might very well be the most correct bet they had ever made at the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

In the ring.

Seeing that Luo Yan and Xiao Wu hadn't released their Martial Souls, Wild Dog and Shadow Wolf, like the spectators, assumed their opponents were scared witless.

So they didn't attack right away.

Shadow Wolf leered at Xiao Wu and said, "Beautiful, if you spend tonight with us, we'll forfeit. How about it?"

Ever since Xiao Wu had stepped into the ring, he hadn't taken his eyes off her.

"Brother Luo Yan?"

Hearing Shadow Wolf's words, Xiao Wu looked at Luo Yan.

The murderous intent in her eyes made her meaning unmistakable.

"Mm, go ahead! But try not to get your hands dirty!" Luo Yan didn't stop Xiao Wu.

At Luo Yan's nod, Xiao Wu said nothing. Her body vanished on the spot.

The next moment, she appeared behind Shadow Wolf.

Smack!

Demon power transformed into a whip and lashed hard across Shadow Wolf's back.

In an instant, Shadow Wolf was knocked flat.

That wasn't even the most terrifying part.

A horrifying wound appeared across Shadow Wolf's back, the flesh caved in.

A section of his white spine was exposed, and the wound came within a hair's breadth of his heart.

The intense pain in his back shot straight to his brain. Shadow Wolf lay on the ground, panting heavily, too terrified to even roll over.

Thud!

Wild Dog, standing beside Shadow Wolf, was also sent flying by a giant palm formed from spiritual power, crashing heavily to the ground.

On the surface, Wild Dog seemed less injured than Shadow Wolf, but he had countless broken bones. He was in no better shape than Shadow Wolf.

Just then, Luo Yan twitched a finger. Two tiny drops of Flood Dragon Poison shot out and landed on Shadow Wolf's wound.

It was the venom he had produced after evolving, and it had been stored in his Demon Core ever since.

It was so tiny and moved so fast that even Xiao Wu hadn't noticed it.

Besides, Luo Yan had placed a spiritual power seal on it. It wouldn't break for another three to five days. Once it did, the Flood Dragon Poison would enter Shadow Wolf's body, and he wouldn't survive an hour.

"Xiao Wu, you can come back now!"

After doing that, Luo Yan called off Xiao Wu, who had been about to attack again.

Xiao Wu glanced at the Wild Wolf Team, sprawled on the ground like a pair of dead dogs, then returned to Luo Yan's side.

Luo Yan could tell what Xiao Wu was thinking. He ruffled her hair and sent her a voice transmission. "Don't worry, Xiao Wu. He's going to die."

Hearing that, the trace of frustration in Xiao Wu's heart finally faded.

At that moment, the host, who had been standing frozen in place, finally came to his senses.

He looked at Xiao Wu as if she were some kind of monster.

He wasn't the only one. Every spectator in the stands was staring in shock. Those who had bet on the Wild Wolf Team winning were stunned.

Even those who had bet on Luo Yan and Xiao Wu, despite thinking their chances were slim, couldn't believe what they were seeing.

They really hadn't expected such a cute-looking girl to be hiding such tremendous strength.

"Host, hurry up and announce the result. We're waiting for the next match!" Luo Yan said with a smile, seeing that he was still silent.

At that, the host came back to himself.

After seeing the strength Xiao Wu had just displayed, he found something rather unsettling about the smile on Luo Yan's face.

The host had no idea whether this seemingly harmless young man was as strong as that girl—or even stronger.

"L-let us congratulate the Dragon Rabbit Team on winning this Soul Fighting match!"

"Next, the Dragon Rabbit Team will face the Wind Sword Team. Please wait ten minutes. The next match will begin then!"

The host had stammered through his first sentence, clearly not yet recovered from his shock.

When the host announced their next opponents, the stands erupted in discussion.

The spectators gradually came around as the news spread.

"We're so lucky today. We actually get to see the Wind Sword Team.

"The Wind Sword Team are the Great Soul Fighting Arena's gatekeepers to the Purple Gold Fighting Badge. If you want to earn one, you have to beat them."

"That's right. The Wind Sword Team has a Spirit King and a forty-ninth-level Soul Ancestor. I heard that Zhe Feng broke through to Spirit King a while ago. I wonder if he's absorbed a Soul Ring yet!"

"One side took down two Soul Elders without using their Martial Souls, and the other has two Spirit Kings. This is going to be a good one!"

"Although I can't make sense of that girl's attacks, I'm betting on the Wind Sword Team this time!"

"..."

When the spectators heard the schedule for the next Soul Fighting match, not a single one left. More people even continued to pour in.

In the ring, Luo Yan and Xiao Wu didn't leave. Instead, they sat cross-legged on the ground and quietly waited for their next opponents.

Ten minutes wasn't exactly a short wait.

When the wait was over, the host received word from backstage and began raising the soundproof Soul Array around the ring.

"Let's welcome the Wind Sword Team!"

"..."

As the host introduced the Wind Sword Team, a young man and woman slowly stepped into the ring.

They both wore masks that covered most of their faces.

But they shared one distinctive feature: both had white hair.

Compared to the Wild Wolf Team, these newcomers were finally normal. Neither of them immediately leered at Xiao Wu.

"I won't repeat the introduction for the Dragon Rabbit Team!"

"Let's see which team will win this clash between the Dragon Rabbit Team and the Wind Sword Team!"

"Stay tuned!"

The host's words stirred up the crowd.

The spectators began cheering in response.

"The match begins!"

This time, when the host announced the start of the match, Luo Yan and Xiao Wu still stood where they were.

After their experience with Qian Mian, neither the host nor the spectators in the stands were in a hurry to look down on them.

The Wind Sword Team across from Luo Yan released their Martial Souls at once.

"Fifty-fourth-level Power Attack System Battle Soul King, Martial Soul: Wind Sword. Please instruct me!"

"Fifty-first-level support Battle Soul King, Martial Soul: Zhe Feng Grass. Please instruct me!"

A white longsword appeared in the young man's hand. A few symbols were etched into its blade.

A breeze suddenly stirred around the woman. A white blade of grass floated above her left hand, swaying in the wind despite the ring being completely enclosed.

Five Soul Rings appeared around each of them: two yellow, two purple, and one black. It was the ideal Soul Ring configuration.

"Not bad," Luo Yan said with a slight smile.

But despite his praise, Luo Yan didn't take them seriously at all.

"Your strength is impressive, but please release your Martial Souls. We don't want to win unfairly."

Seeing that Luo Yan and Xiao Wu still showed no sign of releasing their Martial Souls, Wind Sword couldn't help frowning.