Zhou Ba looked into his eyes, fell silent for a moment, then slowly lowered his arm.
"I surrender." His voice was hoarse. "Kid, you won."
Yan Fei climbed up from beside the railing, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said nothing.
She glanced at Gu Ci, her gaze complicated, then turned and walked down from the Soul Fighting Platform.
The referee raised his hand. "Thunder Ice Team wins!"
Thunderous applause erupted from below the stage.
This was the most exciting match since the Bronze Group competition began. A Three-Ring Soul Elder and a two-ring Soul Grandmaster had defeated a pair of four-ring Soul Ancestors.
Everyone remembered the names "Thunder Tiger" and "Ice Dragon."
Gu Ci withdrew his Martial Soul and turned to look at Dugu Yan.
The little girl's face was flushed red as she jumped excitedly. "We won! We beat two Soul Ancestors!"
Gu Ci smiled and nodded, taking her hand as they walked down from the Soul Fighting Platform.
His arm was still numb, and more than half the Soul Power in his body had been spent, but he was in a very good mood.
This battle gave him a clearer understanding of his own strength.
A Three-Ring Soul Elder had faced two four-ring Soul Ancestors head-on and won.
He had used Purple Lightning Wings, and he had used the embryonic form of Ultimate Thunder, but a win was a win.
By the time they left the Great Soul Arena, the sky was nearly dark.
The Soul Lights came on, illuminating the entire street.
Dugu Yan held Gu Ci's hand and chattered on about the battle just now. Gu Ci listened, nodding from time to time, though he was already considering their next move.
There were no worthwhile opponents left in the Bronze Group.