A Gaze from a Title Douluo

Since someone wanted to probe their limits, he might as well show them some real skill.

"Rongrong, you don't need to fight this round."

Jiang Chen rolled his wrist. "Just stand behind me and buff me."

"Okay!"

Ning Rongrong answered crisply, and two yellow Soul Rings instantly rose beneath her feet.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda emerged from her palm, shimmering with flowing light.

"Seven Treasure Turns, Glazed Light! First: Strength! Second: Speed!"

Two beams of colored light landed precisely on Jiang Chen.

The Soul Fighting Field had only one rule: neither side could fight before the referee gave the order.

As for pre-battle buffs and the like, there were no explicit restrictions.

On the stage, the two bull Martial Soul masters both showed grave expressions when they saw Ning Rongrong's Martial Soul.

They had not expected this girl to be from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. This was going to be troublesome.

It was not that they feared her, but they worried that if they injured her during the battle, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect might hold them accountable.

But when they thought of the wealth they would gain from winning this match...

"The battle begins!"

At the referee's command, the two exchanged glances and let out simultaneous low roars. Their first Soul Rings lit up, and their skin took on a grayish-brown sheen like rock.

"Kid, don't blame us for bullying you!"

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for offending people you shouldn't have!"

One on the left and one on the right, they both launched Wild Ox Charge at Jiang Chen.

As long as they defeated this man, the woman from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would be nothing worth mentioning.

The charge of the two Wild Ox Soul Elders was earthshaking. Grayish-brown Soul Power swept up dust around them, making them look like two truly crazed bulls.

Yet Jiang Chen merely stood where he was, without even releasing his Martial Soul.

"Did this kid get scared stupid?"

The bull Martial Soul master on the left sneered and charged fiercely at Jiang Chen, leading with the horns formed by his Martial Soul Possession.

Just as the two were about to collide, Jiang Chen moved.

He shifted his left foot half a step back, casually raised his right fist, and threw a punch at the first Soul Master to reach him.

Bang!

His fist struck the opponent's Soul Power-covered chest with a dull thud.

The bull Martial Soul master's forward momentum abruptly stopped. His eyes bulged wide, and his entire body froze like a paused image.

Then he flew backward even faster, crashing into the railing at the edge of the Soul Fighting Arena with a boom.

He did not even groan before passing out cold.

Seeing this, the other man abruptly stopped charging. The sneer on his face froze, replaced by terror.

"You..."

Jiang Chen gave him no chance to speak. With a flicker, he appeared before him, his right hand darting out like lightning to seize the opponent's thick bull horn.

The bull Martial Soul master felt an irresistible force seize him. Jiang Chen swung him up with one hand, drawing a half-circle through the air before smashing him ruthlessly into the ground.

Boom!

The Soul Fighting Arena shook violently, and dust billowed everywhere.

When the dust settled, the bull Martial Soul master lay sprawled and embedded in the arena floor, his eyes rolled back, with only one bull horn left on his head.

The entire venue fell silent.

In the spectator stands, everyone gaped foolishly at the tall figure on the stage.

"Is it... over?"

"One punch... one throw... and that was it?"

"Those were two level thirty-eight defense-type Soul Elders! He did not even use his Martial Soul?!"

Ning Rongrong was stunned as well. The light of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda still hovered above her palm, and she had not even withdrawn the buff.

She had originally wondered what dazzling Soul Skill Jiang Chen would use.

But the result... was this?

Jiang Chen brushed off dust that did not exist from his hands, then turned to the referee. "Can you announce the result now?"

The referee jolted awake and hurriedly shouted, "The Glazed Lotus Pagoda Duo wins!"

Only then did the spectator stands erupt like a boiling pot.

"A dark horse! This Glazed Lotus Pagoda Duo is definitely a dark horse!"

"That physical strength... it is already comparable to a Soul Ancestor, isn't it?"

"The odds! Change the odds, quickly! I'm betting everything on them!"

Jiang Chen ignored the clamor. He walked over to Ning Rongrong and casually pressed down the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda she was still holding up.

"What are you staring blankly for? Let's go."

"Oh, oh..."

Ning Rongrong snapped out of her daze and hurried after him, unable to resist stealing a glance at Jiang Chen.

"You... you really didn't use Soul Power just now?"

"I did," Jiang Chen said without changing expression.

"You did? When?"

"When my fist touched him. I used a little Soul Power to protect my sleeve. It would have been a shame if it got torn."

Ning Rongrong: "..."

She lowered her head and looked at the hole in the sleeve of her fitted outfit, suddenly feeling that Jiang Chen made a great deal of sense.

Inside a noble's private room.

The teacup in the blond man's hand hung in midair, while the gentle smile on his face stiffened.

Behind him, Snake Lance Douluo and Porcupinefish Douluo had silently straightened up at some point, their eyes fixed tightly on the Soul Fighting Arena below.

"This kid is interesting..."

Snake Lance Douluo narrowed his eyes. "There was no Soul Ring fluctuation, no sign of Martial Soul Possession. With pure physical strength alone, he instantly defeated two level thirty-eight Soul Elders known for their defense."

"Your Highness, this youth... is no ordinary Soul Grandmaster. His physical strength is likely no weaker than that of a beast Martial Soul battle Soul Master who has just entered the Soul Ancestor rank."

"Oh?" The blond young man raised a brow. "I did not expect Grandpa Snake Lance to rate him so highly."

Porcupinefish Douluo curled his lip. "Your Highness, that kid is merely a bit strong. Besides, the Wild Ox Duo underestimated him."

"Not to mention that he had the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's buff behind him. Catching those two fools off guard and defeating them was perfectly normal."

After hearing the evaluations of the two elders, the blond young man set down his teacup, and a smile returned to his handsome face.

"A level thirty Soul Grandmaster who can crush defense-type Soul Masters eight levels above him using only his body... Grandpa Porcupinefish, could you have done that back then?"

Porcupinefish Douluo coughed dryly. "Your Highness, I used poison back then. Who would compare brute strength head-on with others for no reason?"

The blond young man smiled without speaking.

"Does Your Highness intend to recruit him?" Snake Lance Douluo sensed something and asked tentatively.

"We still need to observe him a little longer."

The blond young man was in no hurry.

If this man only possessed auxiliary abilities, he would not have caught his attention so much. But the scene of him crushing his opponents with sheer physical strength was simply too astonishing.

"Grandpa Snake Lance, help me gather information on him. If his background is clean, we can try to recruit him."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Snake Lance Douluo acknowledged the order, then silently withdrew.

Porcupinefish Douluo had no objections. He was only responsible for the blond young man's safety and could not be bothered with anything else.

The blond young man's gaze fell upon Jiang Chen, who was walking out through the passageway, and Ning Rongrong beside him, who was chattering away and gesturing at something.

"The little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect seems rather dependent on him. This relationship may be useful..."

Inside the Soul Fighting Field passageway.

The moment Jiang Chen left the arena, he grabbed Ning Rongrong and led her away from the Soul Fighting Field, weaving through the streets and alleys.

Only after the feeling of being watched had completely vanished did he release Ning Rongrong's small hand.

Although Ning Rongrong did not know what Jiang Chen was doing, she still allowed him to lead her away.

Then she glanced around at their surroundings. When she spotted the Rose Hotel nearby, her pretty face flushed red.

"Y-you, why did you bring me to a place like this?"

"Y-you wouldn't happen to be..."