Soul Master VS Ordinary Soul Master

What came into view was a vast expanse of the Pope Hall plaza.

Surrounding the plaza stood Martial Soul Hall disciples, summoned here to observe an exceptionally special soul master duel.

Preparations for this duel had begun five days earlier.

Attack-type + Agility-type vs. Healing-type + Food-type.

The combination of attack-type and agility-type was hailed as a lightning strike in battle—fast, precise, and ruthless to overcome the enemy.

In contrast, healing-type and food-type had virtually zero combat power, serving only as support and recovery in a team.

Soon, four individuals stepped onto the field simultaneously, two men and two women.

Among them, the attack-type and agility-type were a man and a woman, while the healing-type and food-type were also a man and a woman.

War Tiger + Golden Eagle vs. Healing Scepter + Bun.

Nearly everyone believed the former would win with ease—even the War Tiger Soul Master and Golden Eagle Soul Master thought so.

Under Ye Guyi's guidance, the Healing Scepter and Bun Soul Masters had already grasped the basics of using soul tools, giving them a seventy to eighty percent chance of victory against their current opponents. Add in the enemy's underestimation, and it became a certainty.

"Begin," Bibi Dong said.

Immediately, all four on the field released their respective martial souls. For fairness, all four were Soul Ancestors.

"First Soul Skill, Soar on Wings."

A pair of brown wings sprouted from the Golden Eagle Soul Master's back, then the third soul ring beneath his feet lit up.

"Third Soul Skill, Eagle Catches Chick."

"There's no need for me to personally deal with you," the War Tiger Soul Master said dismissively.

But then, his opponent, the Bun Soul Master, revealed a mysterious smile. "You'll regret your decision today."

The first and second soul rings beneath the Bun Soul Master's feet lit up, and he stuffed two buns into the Healing Scepter Soul Master's mouth.

From behind the Healing Scepter Soul Master came a series of clicking sounds. Under the confused and stunned gazes of the crowd, he actually rose into the air, flying midair.

This scene shocked everyone present, including the Golden Eagle Soul Master. Logically, unless a soul master without wings broke through to Soul Saint, they couldn't sustain flight for long.

But logic didn't hold here. Even some Title Douluo elders stared blankly into the sky.

The Healing Scepter Soul Master had a pair of metallic Flight Soul Tools on his back. The two heavy wings made Thunder Nether Douluo, standing behind the crowd, shake his head.

They were clearly the inferior Flight Soul Tools from the Star Luo Empire—bulky and noisy in flight. The Sun Moon Empire had long developed more advanced versions, with wings as thin as cicada wings, and higher-tier ones extended a protective membrane to shield the user and others from oncoming strong winds.

At the same time, the Bun Soul Master also flew into the air with a Flight Soul Tool on his back.

The Golden Eagle Soul Master lunged but missed, preparing to ascend into the sky for a decisive battle.

Then came more clicking sounds. Under everyone's watchful eyes, multiple cannon barrels extended from the sides of the Healing Scepter Soul Master's body, with an even larger one on his shoulder. The Bun Soul Master was no exception.

Each held a Milk Bottle, channeling their soul power into the Turret Soul Tools. Instantly, a rain of yellow light spheres descended from the sky, pounding the Golden Eagle Soul Master until he had nowhere to hide.

At this point, the War Tiger Soul Master could no longer stand idly by.

"Third Soul Skill, Tiger Roar of the Mountains."

The War Tiger Soul Master roared skyward, bending his legs to leap and launch an attack on the two in the air.

But the weakness of a war-type soul master was exposed in that moment.

The moment he sprang up, he was battered by the rain of yellow light spheres, wailing incessantly, and crashed heavily into the center of the field.

Facing such dense firepower, the Golden Eagle Soul Master tried to fly higher to dodge, but soon, two golden beams shot from the soul tool cannons on the Bun Soul Master's and Healing Scepter Soul Master's shoulders, engulfing the Golden Eagle Soul Master and bringing him down alongside the War Tiger Soul Master.

"Boom—"

An earth-shaking sound rang out. When the explosion's dust cleared, the War Tiger Soul Master and Golden Eagle Soul Master had fallen unconscious. Healing-type soul masters from Martial Soul Hall then took them away for treatment.

At that moment, the entire venue fell silent. They must have woken up on the wrong side of the bed today.

A food-type soul master plus a healing-type soul master—both utterly lacking in combat power—had relied on unfamiliar "equipment" to overturn and defeat the "lightning strike" of attack-type and agility-type soul masters. This scene left everyone dumbfounded.

Among the spectators were many food-type and healing-type soul masters, and their eyes all lit up at this sight.

Bibi Dong was in high spirits. Behind her, the heavy doors of the Pope Hall swung wide open.

"Everyone, come inside."

None of the Title Douluo elders retained their previous arrogance; they silently followed Bibi Dong inside. The victorious Healing Scepter Soul Master and Bun Soul Master were already surrounded by numerous Martial Soul Hall disciples, peppered with questions.

Inside the Pope Hall.

Bibi Dong smiled faintly. "Those two items just now are called soul tools—specifically, Flight Soul Tools and Turret Soul Tools. I believe everyone saw their effects. What do you all think?"

The crowd exchanged glances, but in the end, no one spoke.

One stubborn soul did steel himself and said, "Your Holiness the Pope, we soul masters rely on our own cultivation. These soul tools might be useful in the early stages, but once we break through to Title Douluo, they become useless to us."

Bibi Dong was prepared for this. She clapped her hands.

Qin Chuan wheeled in an LCD Screen Soul Tool. Thunder Nether Douluo emerged from a hidden corner, and under the astonished gazes of the many elders, he expressionlessly operated the soul tool screen.

The moment the soul tool screen lit up, these unenlightened natives were all stunned.

"What is this thing!"

"Look—there's actually an image in it."

On the screen, a towering mountain peak lit up. The instant a meteor streaked across the sky and plunged into it, a cataclysmic explosion erupted.

The peak that had stood tall just moments ago was leveled to the ground in the next second. Even though they were only witnessing this through the screen, everyone present still felt a sense of unreality.

Did a weapon like this really exist?

Thunder Nether Douluo slowly turned to face the crowd and introduced himself: "This Humble One is titled Thunder Nether. The upper limit of Soul Tools far exceeds your imagination. The weapon just displayed is the Grade 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell—the most powerful Soul Tool in history in terms of destructive force. Only a Grade 9 Soul Engineer can craft it. And I... Thunder Nether, am a Grade 9 Soul Engineer."

"If any of you wish to test the power of the Grade 9 Fixed Soul Cannon Shell, I still have some stock here. Does anyone care to give it a try?"

The moment his words fell, the vast Pope Hall fell utterly silent.

Silence. Even deeper silence.

No one spoke a word.