The Last Person This Confident Was Beaten into Depression by Me

Soul Fighting Arena matches were divided into three types: contest fights, gambling fights, and deathmatches.

The latter two were battles fought with lives on the line.

Lin Ye had come to participate in Soul Fighting matches to improve his combat experience against Soul Masters, so he only entered contest fights.

And regardless of the match type, opponents would always be matched within the same realm.

"Hello, please help me register for tonight's Soul Fighting match. Thank you." Lin Ye arrived at the registration desk and handed his silver Soul Fighting badge to the receptionist.

The receptionist gave a professional smile. "Certainly. Please wait a moment."

"You have been registered. You may find somewhere to rest while you wait."

"Mm."

Lin Ye and Qian Renxue found a place to sit and wait.

"I hope I run into a decent opponent today."

Qian Renxue sipped the milk tea Lin Ye had made himself and smiled. "Don't worry. Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena is the strongest Soul Fighting Arena on the entire Douluo Continent. Besides, you've already reached the silver Soul Fighting level, so your opponent won't be too weak."

"I hope so." Lin Ye smiled.

Just then, an announcement rang through the arena.

[Silver Soul Fighter Lin Ye and Silver Soul Fighter Qin Ming, please proceed to No. 7 Arena to prepare for your Soul Fighting match.]

"Qin Ming?" Lin Ye's expression changed. "Is it that Qin Ming? Or just someone with the same name?"

Qian Renxue asked, "What's wrong, Lin Ye?"

"Nothing. Let's go." Lin Ye shook his head, and the two headed toward No. 7 Arena together.

At this moment, No. 7 Soul Fighting Arena was packed to the brim, with nearly every seat occupied.

None of the other smaller arenas had anywhere near this much popularity or this many spectators.

Qian Renxue guessed that Lin Ye's opponent was likely no ordinary person. "Lin Ye, it seems your opponent is very popular at Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena!"

"Competitors with this kind of popularity are usually very strong."

"Could it really be that Qin Ming?" Lin Ye grew increasingly suspicious.

"Welcome to Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena!"

"Let us welcome the two competitors about to take the stage!"

"Lin Ye, an assault-type battle Soul Master, martial soul: Angel Holy Sword!" the host announced passionately, and enthusiastic cheers erupted from the crowd.

Wearing a mask, Lin Ye was the first to step onto the stage through the competitor passage.

"His opponent is Suotuo City Great Soul Arena's star competitor, Qin Ming! Beast martial soul: Blazing Azure Wolf!"

"Qin Ming!"

"Qin Ming!"

"Qin Ming!"

The crowd loudly chanted his name. His popularity was enormous.

"Blazing Azure Wolf? So it really is that Qin Ming from Shrek Academy! Heh, this is getting interesting." Looking at the young man who had also stepped onto the stage, Lin Ye's interest was piqued.

Qin Ming was currently Shrek Academy's only student. In the future, he would break through to Soul Emperor before the age of thirty and be hailed as the second-youngest Soul Emperor on the continent.

Breaking through to Soul Emperor before thirty was already an achievement only a highly gifted Soul Master could manage.

Qin Ming was currently twenty-five years old, with Soul Power at rank forty-nine. He was about to graduate from Shrek Academy.

"Rank forty-nine Soul Power? Too bad he's fire-elemental."

Qin Ming was undoubtedly strong enough to challenge ordinary Soul Kings above his rank.

But Lin Ye was immune to fire. Qin Ming was destined to be utterly crushed by him today.

At that moment, the spectators began discussing the match.

"Lin Ye? Angel Holy Sword? I don't think I've ever seen a silver Soul Fighter like him at Suotuo City's Great Soul Arena before!"

"He's probably from a Soul Fighting Arena somewhere else. Still, the name of that martial soul sounds pretty impressive!"

"Ah, who cares who he is? No matter how impressive he is, he can't possibly be Qin Ming's opponent. Qin Ming has been undefeated lately and has already won nineteen matches in a row! This guy definitely isn't a match for Qin Ming!"

"That's right. He's just another person here to pad Qin Ming's record. One more win and Qin Ming will accomplish a twenty-win streak! That's incredible!"

"Hey, hey, how many moves do you think he can last against Qin Ming? Ten?"

"This Lin Ye doesn't look very tall or particularly muscular. He might not even last ten moves, hahaha!"

Right now, everyone favored Qin Ming. Some were even openly mocking Lin Ye.

Qian Renxue, seated in the audience, looked disdainful. "Heh, what a bunch of idiots. Once Lin Ye releases his soul rings, they'll be scared senseless."

"Please enlighten me!" Qin Ming cupped his fists and decisively released his martial soul.

A flaming azure wolf appeared behind him. With a confident expression, he reminded Lin Ye, "I hope you go all out from the beginning. Otherwise, you might not last ten moves against me."

"It seems you're extremely confident in your own strength." Lin Ye watched him.

Qin Ming shook his head. "Within the Soul Ancestor realm, I can say I have no equal. This is a friendly reminder, not arrogance."

"Is that so? Then I'd very much like to see whether someone who has no equal among Soul Ancestors can last ten moves in my hands."

Qin Ming shook his head and smiled, filled with contempt. Heh, this person is truly arrogant. He actually doubts whether I can last ten moves against him. That's rather laughable!

Qin Ming found it utterly ridiculous.

But in the next second, he was dumbfounded.

Soul rings began rising one after another beneath Lin Ye's feet. That soul ring configuration left Qin Ming frozen in place.

"Two thousand-year soul rings!"

"Four ten-thousand-year soul rings!!"

"Holy shit!!!!"

"What kind of terrifying soul ring configuration is this?!"

Every spectator rose to their feet!

The entire audience was stunned. Their eyes were wide, their mouths agape, utterly shocked.

No. 7 Arena erupted into an uproar!

Zhao Wuji, who was also watching from the stands, was dumbfounded as well. "Th-this... how can such a soul ring configuration be possible?!"

"This... how is this possible?!"

Qin Ming on the stage was equally stunned.

He had considered himself a proud son of heaven, an unmatched genius among his generation.

He possessed unparalleled confidence and pride in himself.

But now, he finally understood what a true proud son of heaven was.

Qin Ming had lost his earlier confidence, and his expression became incomparably serious. "I underestimated you, but I still won't lose to you!"

"Second soul skill, Gray Wolf Possession!"

"Awoo!"

Qin Ming activated his enhancement skill and charged at Lin Ye.

"First soul skill, Angel Sword Domain."

Lin Ye likewise activated his enhancement skill and calmly stood where he was.

Qin Ming closed in and launched a continuous barrage of punches and kicks at Lin Ye.

But Lin Ye easily blocked them all with his sword. No matter how Qin Ming attacked, he could not harm Lin Ye in the slightest!

"Damn it! This guy's swordsmanship is so strong!" Qin Ming quickly pulled back a short distance, then immediately unleashed his first soul skill. "Gray Wolf Blazing Flame!"

Qin Ming swung both hands, sending several flaming fist attacks hurtling toward Lin Ye.

"Cheap tricks."

Lin Ye simply stood there and let him attack.

Qin Ming sneered at the sight. "You're not even dodging? The intensity of my flames is extremely high!"

"The last person who was this confident in the intensity of his flames was beaten into depression by me."

Every Gray Wolf Blazing Flame attack struck Lin Ye, yet he remained completely unharmed!

"What?! How is that possible?! My flames didn't hurt him at all!"

"How could this happen?!"