One Spear Flips

Deafening cheers erupted from the spectator stands.

Everyone felt that this match was already over.

A ten-year-old child, facing a full-force strike from the battle-hardened Green Wolf, had absolutely no room to fight back.

Ling Xiao, standing in the center of the Soul Fighting Arena, remained as steady as Mount Tai.

Watching the incoming Wind Blade and the Green Wolf following close behind, Ling Xiao's eyes remained calm.

He gave his long spear a flick.

Hum—

It let out a soft chime.

A cold glint flashed at the spear tip, like a dragon emerging from the sea, thrusting straight toward the Wind Blade.

The process was fast to the extreme, executed with effortless grace.

The spear tip seemed to have eyes, precisely striking every single Wind Blade.

The crisp sounds of metal clashing rang out in rapid succession, like pearls falling onto a jade plate.

Under the strikes of the spear tip, the Wind Blades shattered one by one, turning into specks of green light that dissipated without a trace.

"What?!"

Green Wolf's pupils constricted, the ferocity on his face replaced by shock.

His First Soul Skill, unleashed with all his might, had actually been effortlessly shattered by this ten-year-old boy with nothing but a long spear!

He had already charged to close range and had nowhere left to retreat!

A look of ruthlessness flashed through his eyes.

The Second Soul Ring beneath Green Wolf's feet erupted with dazzling light, and his wolf claws were covered in a dense layer of soul power.

He swiped fiercely toward Ling Xiao's chest!

Second Soul Skill: Wind Claw!

This was his pride and joy, his finishing move.

Combined with the sharp claws of his Green Wolf Martial Soul, even a steel plate could be easily torn apart!

In previous battles, most of his opponents had their combat effectiveness crippled by this very move!

The cheers from the spectator stands grew even louder.

Everyone was certain that after this strike, the masked boy would surely be forced to leave the arena with heavy injuries.

The boy moved.

He held his long spear horizontally to block.

The spear shaft stood before the wolf claws.

Clang!

A deafening roar exploded.

The wolf claws raked fiercely against the spear shaft, sending sparks flying everywhere.

Green Wolf's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt.

He was completely stunned.

How could this be?!

How could a ten-year-old child possess such terrifying strength?!

Before he could recover from his shock, the arm Ling Xiao used to grip the spear suddenly exerted force.

"Rise!"

With a low shout, the boy twisted his waist and thrust his spear forward with a violent shove.

From his slender frame erupted a terrifying power completely inconsistent with his age.

Green Wolf felt a mountain-toppling force surge toward him, and his entire body was sent flying backward, completely out of control!

He scrambled in mid-air, trying to steady his form.

Ling Xiao gave him no such opportunity.

Copper head, iron bones, tofu waist.

This was the greatest weakness of wolf-type soul beasts, and it applied just as well to Green Wolf.

Ling Xiao took a light step, his figure following like a shadow.

He swept his long spear out horizontally, the shaft carrying the weight of Thousand Jun, and smashed it fiercely toward Green Wolf's waist and abdomen!

Bang!

The spear shaft slammed solidly into Green Wolf's waist.

Green Wolf let out a shrill, miserable scream, his entire body flying like a swatted sandbag before crashing heavily onto the floor of the No. 3 Soul Fighting Arena.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his Martial Soul Possession state instantly collapsed.

Curled up on the ground, his body convulsed violently; he couldn't even stand, having completely lost his combat capability.

From the start of the match to Green Wolf collapsing, unable to rise.

It had taken no more than a few minutes.

The deafening cheers in the spectator stands came to an abrupt halt.

Everyone's eyes were wide as saucers, fixed intently on the youth standing with his spear on the arena stage, their faces etched with shock.

Silence.

A silence so profound you could hear a pin drop.

It took several seconds before someone drew a sharp breath, shattering the stillness.

"Did... did I see that right? Green Wolf lost?!"

"One move? Just one move?! He didn't even use a Soul Skill and he took Green Wolf down?!"

"What kind of background does this kid have?! His spear technique is terrifying!"

Immediately following, the atmosphere erupted into a frenzy!

The original boos and taunts transformed into earth-shattering cheers and screams.

The audience at the Great Soul Arena only ever worships the strong.

The less they had thought of this mysterious masked youth moments ago, the more fanatical they were now.

Especially the female spectators in the stands; seeing the youth standing with his spear on the stage, they burst into ear-piercing shrieks.

"Zero! Zero! Zero!"

"The little brother is so handsome!!"

"This aura! This strength! I'm a fan!"

"I'm betting on him for the next match! I'll bet everything I have!"

The deafening shouts nearly blew the roof off the No. 3 Soul Fighting Arena.

Countless people screamed the code name "Zero" frantically, waving their numbered placards, cheering for the youth who had just created a miracle.

Ling Xiao, in the center of the arena, seemed not to hear the cheers of the entire crowd.

He slowly retracted his long spear.

From beginning to end, he had not released a single Soul Skill.

Relying solely on a long spear, he had easily defeated a battle-hardened Agility-type Soul Grand Master of the same rank.

The referee also snapped out of his shock.

He hurried to Green Wolf's side, checked his condition, and confirmed he had lost all combat capability.

He then strode to the center of the arena, raised Ling Xiao's wrist high, and announced loudly:

"I announce! The winner of this Iron Soul Badge one-on-one match is—Zero!"

As his voice fell, the cheers from the stands reached a new peak.

Countless flowers and ribbons were thrown from the stands, landing on the arena floor, nearly burying Ling Xiao's figure.

Ling Xiao calmly pulled his hand back and gave the referee a slight nod.

He then turned and walked toward the edge of the stage.

The more calm and indifferent he remained, the more frantic the screams from the stands became.

In the waiting area, the group of Iron Soul fighters who had been waiting to see Ling Xiao make a fool of himself were now frozen in place.

Watching the youth walk back, their eyes were filled with awe and wariness.

Ten years old, a level 24 Soul Grand Master.

No Soul Skills used, defeated Green Wolf with one strike.

This level of strength was absolutely something they could not afford to provoke.

Ling Xiao ignored the gazes of the crowd, walked to the registration desk, and had the staff record the points for this victory onto his Iron Soul Badge.

"Mr. Zero, congratulations on your first victory. You have earned ten points."

The staff member's attitude was respectful as he handed the badge back to Ling Xiao with both hands.

"Would you like to sign up for any other matches?"

Ling Xiao took the badge, tucked it into his pocket, and spoke indifferently: "No, I will return tomorrow."

With that, he turned and walked away.

He disappeared into the depths of the Great Soul Arena's corridor.

In the shadows of a pavilion opposite the Soul Fighting Arena.

The figure of Ghost Leopard Douluo slowly emerged.

Watching Ling Xiao's retreating back, a trace of surprise flickered across his gloomy face.

He had not expected this soul fight to end in such a manner.

His Holiness the Pope's second disciple was truly no mere creature of the pond.

Ghost Leopard Douluo's aura vanished once more, and he transformed back into a black shadow, following silently behind.

Returning to the Starry Sky Hotel, Ling Xiao leaned his long spear against the corner and removed the mask from his face.

He walked to the window, looking down at Heaven Dou City, which remained brightly lit and bustling with noise, a faint, imperceptible arc tugging at the corner of his lips.

The first soul fight had been even easier than he had anticipated.

But this was only the beginning.

He raised his eyes toward the direction of the Sunset Forest, a glimmer of light flashing through his pitch-black pupils.