You've Been Enhanced—Now Go!

The two bickered as they made their way through the dim passage, the deafening cheers growing ever closer.

When they pushed open the heavy iron doors, the glaring light of the Soul Guidance Lamps shone down on them.

Across the circular Soul Fighting Arena stood two lean Soul Masters.

One man and one woman, both dressed in tight leather armor, their gazes sharp.

Two yellow Soul Rings floated beneath each of their feet, clearly marking them as Soul Grandmasters.

For a moment, boos rose from the stands.

Not many people favored Jiang Chen and Ning Rongrong's duo.

Though both wore masks that concealed their faces, judging from their bearing and attire, they were clearly a pair of "handsome young man and beautiful young woman."

Moreover, the Gale Duo had already won three matches in a row. In most people's eyes, Jiang Chen and Ning Rongrong were simply there to hand over points.

"Glazed Lotus Pagoda? Never heard of them. They're probably some young master and young miss from an academy here to play at life."

"That little girl's all skin and bones. One punch and she'll probably start crying, won't she?"

"The odds are completely one-sided. Boring..."

Listening to the chatter, Ning Rongrong's cheeks grew a little hot, but she stubbornly lifted her chin and stared straight at her opponents.

Jiang Chen had no reaction at all. He merely glanced at the two across from them.

Their Soul Power fluctuations were around rank twenty-eight, about the same as Ning Rongrong's. There was no need for him to step in.

"Jiang Chen, how should we fight?" Ning Rongrong instinctively asked him.

"They're both rank twenty-eight. You alone are enough," Jiang Chen said calmly.

"I..."

Before Ning Rongrong could finish, a brilliant white light bloomed from Jiang Chen's First Soul Ring, instantly enveloping her.

Ning Rongrong's delicate body trembled. She felt a warm current pour in from the top of her head, as if boiling magma had been injected into every limb and bone.

Her strength, speed, and perception soared wildly!

She was no stranger to this feeling. She had experienced it once ten days ago.

Yet even so, Ning Rongrong was still deeply shocked.

How could there possibly be such a powerful amplification Soul Skill in this world?

"Don't look at me. Watch your enemies."

Jiang Chen's low voice rang beside her ear, like the whisper of a demon. "Don't be afraid. Your head is harder than their fists right now. Didn't you want to experience the combat of an assault-type Soul Master? Your chance is right in front of you."

Put simply, she had been enhanced—now go!

Under the Single-Target Amplification, all of Ning Rongrong's attributes had increased by one hundred percent, including defense and reaction speed.

It was no exaggeration to say that at the same rank, even a Soul Master whose Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass could contend with a high-quality beast Martial Soul Master after receiving Jiang Chen's Single-Target Amplification.

Not to mention that Ning Rongrong's Martial Soul was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Upon hearing Jiang Chen's words, Ning Rongrong's eyes instantly lit up.

She lowered her head to look at her tightly clenched little fist, then raised it to look at the Gale Duo across from her. The corners of her lips slowly curled upward.

"Battle begins!"

Following the referee's command.

Bang!

Ning Rongrong kicked off the ground, shooting forward like an arrow released from a bow. She moved so fast that an afterimage was left behind where she had stood.

"What?!"

The male Soul Master's pupils contracted. He had not seen Ning Rongrong move at all. He only felt his vision blur before that pretty masked face was already right before him.

"First Soul Skill, Wind Blade!"

In his haste, he unleashed his Soul Skill, sending several azure wind blades slicing toward Ning Rongrong.

Watching the incoming wind blades, Ning Rongrong found them unbearably slow. She could dodge them with a casual sidestep.

But remembering what Jiang Chen had just said, Ning Rongrong came up with an idea.

She neither dodged nor defended herself with Soul Power. She merely raised the arm covered in white light and casually swatted them aside as if batting flies.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

The wind blades struck her arm and shattered with crisp cracks, not even leaving behind a white mark.

"How is that possible?!"

The male Soul Master was horrified. His wind blades could slice through stone, yet they could not even break her skin?

"My turn!"

Ning Rongrong let out a sharp cry. Using the techniques Jiang Chen had taught her these past few days, she twisted her waist and drove her white-light-wreathed fist straight into his chest.

Bang!

A dull impact rang out.

The male Soul Master felt as if he had been struck head-on by a charging rhinoceros. He flew backward and slammed heavily into the railing at the edge of the Soul Fighting Arena. His eyes rolled back, and he immediately fainted.

The entire venue fell deathly silent.

In the stands, the spectators who had just been booing now stood with their mouths agape, staring fixedly at the seemingly frail figure on the arena.

"What... just happened?"

"That little girl knocked out Gale's agility attack-type Soul Master with one punch?"

"Doesn't her profile say she's support-type?! Since when were support-type Soul Masters this fierce?!"

Even the female Soul Master beside him was stunned. It was not until Ning Rongrong turned to look at her that she jolted back to her senses.

"Y-you, don't come any closer!"

The female Soul Master retreated again and again in fear as her Second Soul Ring lit up. "Second Soul Skill, Wind Binding!"

Several streams of air tried to wrap around Ning Rongrong's legs.

Ning Rongrong paused, then gave a soft snort. The white light around her legs swelled slightly, and the streams of air snapped apart inch by inch like fragile threads.

"You're too weak."

Ning Rongrong grinned. Paired with the mask on her face, she looked like a violent little witch.

The feeling of exchanging blow after blow was simply too exhilarating. It was nothing like standing in the back and supporting her teammates.

She felt that she had already fallen in love with this feeling.

Just as she was about to deliver the final blow, a trembling voice rang out.

"I surrender, I surrender."

The female Soul Master hurriedly raised her hand, signaling her surrender to the referee.

She had wanted to surrender the moment her partner had been taken down in a single strike.

But for the sake of a Soul Master's dignity, she had still used her strongest Soul Skill, only to find that she could not harm her opponent in the slightest.

The referee froze for a second before reacting and loudly announced, "The Glazed Lotus Pagoda Duo wins!"

As soon as his words fell, an even louder uproar erupted from the stands.

"They won just like that? One punch each?"

"That girl is really support-type? Could her information have been falsified?"

"The odds are going to change! I'm betting on them in the next match!"

Ning Rongrong withdrew her fist and stood where she was, still somewhat dazed.

At that moment, Jiang Chen strolled over to her side and lifted a hand, removing the amplifying white light from her body.

"Hurry up. Take the badges over for registration. There are still two more matches afterward."

"Oh, right!"

Only then did Ning Rongrong come back to her senses. She hurriedly ran over to the referee and handed over the badges. When she turned back, her steps felt light and unsteady.

She leaned close to Jiang Chen, her eyes sparkling as she lowered her voice excitedly. "Jiang Chen, Jiang Chen! Did you see that? I fought two against one! And I won!"

"I saw. You did all right." Jiang Chen nodded perfunctorily. "You were just too slow to act. You could've ended it much faster."

"It was my first real battle. Of course I was nervous!"

Ning Rongrong was not upset. She was still immersed in the joy of winning her first match and even began to imagine the future.

"Tell me, if I fight like this every day from now on, could I become an assault-type Soul Master?"