Victory, Ye Lingling

When Ice Wind saw that Wang Xian remained silent, he stopped wasting words as well. The yellow Soul Ring behind him suddenly lit up.

"First Soul Skill, Ice Feather!"

With a fierce flap of his wings, dozens of icy-blue feathers broke free from them and shot toward Wang Xian like sharp swords.

Each feather trailed a faint white chill, carving dozens of icy-blue streaks through the air at an astonishing speed.

Wang Xian's pupils narrowed slightly. With a thought, Blue Silver Grass surged from his palm, weaving into a thick wall of vines before him.

The Ice Feathers struck the vine wall, producing a dense series of hissing sounds.

The cold burst forth the instant it made contact, and a thin layer of white frost rapidly formed across the Blue Silver Grass.

Fine cracks appeared where the Ice Feathers struck. Several vines darkened slightly, as if frostbitten, and began to wither.

Wang Xian frowned. Ice attributes did indeed restrain plant-type Martial Souls.

But only to a certain extent. It was not that the ice attribute itself was weak; it was simply that this Soul Master's ice attribute was weak.

Ice Wind's Ice Mist Bird Martial Soul was only at the strength of a D-Rank Martial Soul.

Although Wang Xian's Blue Silver Grass was also D-Rank, it was far stronger than an ordinary D-Rank Martial Soul with the enhancement of its three special traits.

Wang Xian activated his Soul Power, and a blue-green glow flowed out from within the vines.

The frostbitten sections recovered at a visible speed. The white frost melted away, the withered areas filled out once more, and within a few breaths, everything had returned to normal.

Ice Wind saw it clearly from the air, and the mockery on his face turned to gravity.

Even if his Ice Feathers could not break through his opponent's defenses, they should not have been neutralized so easily.

There was something wrong with this child's Blue Silver Grass.

He stopped wasting feathers and beat his wings as he circled above the Soul Fighting Platform, searching for an opening in Wang Xian's defenses.

Wang Xian stood on the platform, looking up at the icy-blue figure in the sky without rushing to attack.

Ice Wind was an Agility Attack System Soul Master, and his Ice Mist Bird Martial Soul gave him an advantage in speed and flight.

But maintaining flight consumed Soul Power. He only had level seventeen Soul Power and could not stay airborne for long.

Wait.

Wang Xian remained where he was, Blue Silver Grass slowly winding around him like coiled snakes ready to strike.

Ice Wind circled several more times in the air. With more than half his Soul Power consumed, he began to grow anxious.

He released Ice Feathers again as a test, but Wang Xian blocked every one of them with ease.

Gritting his teeth, he decided to dive down and end the battle quickly.

Drawing in his wings, Ice Wind became an icy-blue arrow as he dove from the sky, claws extended straight for Wang Xian's throat.

Just as he came within two meters of the ground, Wang Xian moved.

Blue Silver Grass surged out from every direction like a tide, sealing off all of Ice Wind's routes of retreat.

Ice Wind had nowhere to brace himself in midair, and his body could not turn in time. Several vines instantly wrapped around his feet.

"Damn it!" Ice Wind's expression changed.

Before he could struggle, even more Blue Silver Grass had already coiled around his legs, waist, abdomen, and arms, wrapping him tightly from head to toe.

Ice Wind desperately beat his wings in an attempt to break free, but the vines only tightened further. His wings were bound as well, leaving them impossible to spread.

With a loud bang, Ice Wind crashed onto the Soul Fighting Platform, wings and all. Icy-blue feathers scattered across the ground as he lay there in complete disarray.

He twisted a few times on the platform, only to find that he could not break free at all. His face flushed red, but he could not utter a single word.

The Soul Fighting Platform fell quiet for a moment.

The host froze briefly, then quickly walked to the center of the platform and raised Wang Xian's hand.

"The winner—Wang Xian!"

Thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience, far more enthusiastic than when Ice Wind had taken the stage.

"Seven years old! A seven-year-old one-ring Soul Master! A Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul!" The host's voice cracked with excitement. "Let us congratulate contestant Wang Xian once again on his victory in his very first Soul Fight!"

Wang Xian withdrew his Blue Silver Grass, turned, and walked off the Soul Fighting Platform without much expression on his face.

Defeating a Soul Master like that was nothing significant to him. What interested him more was Ice Wind's Martial Soul.

It was the first time he had encountered a Martial Soul with flight capabilities. After training it, could he possibly obtain the trait of flight?

Wang Xian was very much looking forward to flying.

After all, in this era, there were no flying Soul Tools. If Soul Masters truly wished to fly, they had to cultivate to the rank of Soul Saint.

A Soul Saint was still far too distant for him.

If he could gain the ability to fly through a trait, it would undoubtedly be a tremendous boost to his combat strength.

His opponent, Ice Wind, climbed up from the ground and watched Wang Xian's departing back. His lips moved, but in the end, he said nothing and merely lowered his head to brush the dust from his clothes.

Having been defeated by a child who had only just turned seven, he had no face left to say anything.

After the match, Wang Xian received ten Gold Coins.

After collecting the money, he left the Great Soul Arena directly. The Soul Fighting Arena had a rule that each person could only participate in one one-on-one match per day.

As Wang Xian walked, he opened his panel.

Ice Mist Bird (D-Rank), training in progress, completion: 1%, estimated completion time: three days.

Sure enough, it's a D-Rank Martial Soul. In three days, I'll know what trait it has. Hopefully, it'll be flight.

But Wang Xian also understood that the chances were not very high.

The Ice Mist Bird's primary attribute was ice. That was its core trait. Flight was simply common to bird-type Martial Souls and might not be extractable on its own.

He looked up at the sky. It was still early, with the sun only beginning to lean westward. There was no need to return to the academy yet.

I'll go take a look at the Treasure Pavilion in Heaven Dou City. It would be nice if I could buy a Storage Soul Tool.

Wang Xian had coveted a Storage Soul Tool for a long time.

A small place like Notting City did not sell such things. The only one he had ever seen was the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges hanging from Tang San's waist.

He might want it, but snatching something from Tang San was definitely not a wise choice.

Tang Hao might not interfere in fights between children, but if it escalated to robbery, there was no telling whether that rat would make a move.

The Treasure Pavilion was also located in the central district of Heaven Dou City, not too far from the Great Soul Arena. It was only a few minutes away on foot.

Wang Xian followed the street ahead. Pedestrians and carriages filled the road, while shop signs stood one after another on both sides. The area was extremely lively.

After walking only a short distance, his steps suddenly slowed.

By the roadside, a boy dressed in fine clothes stood with two lackeys, saying something to a girl in a white dress with her head lowered.

The boy had his back to Wang Xian, but Wang Xian had seen that figure earlier that day and could not mistake it.

It was the noble he had beaten up in the classroom that morning.

Wang Xian's gaze sharpened, and a trace of hostility flashed through his eyes.

This guy had embarrassed himself at the academy, so he did not dare stay there and came out to bully people instead?