The last person who was this confident got beaten into silence by me.

The competition modes at the Great Soul Arena are divided into three types: sparring matches, betting matches, and death matches.

The latter two both involve wagering one's life.

Lin Ye came to participate in soul arena matches to improve his combat experience against other soul masters, so he only participated in sparring matches.

Regardless of the type of match, however, all combatants are matched within the same cultivation realm.

"Hello, please help me register for tonight's soul arena match, thank you." Lin Ye walked up to the registration desk and handed his Silver Soul Arena badge to the receptionist.

The receptionist offered a professional smile: "Certainly, please wait a moment."

"You have been registered. You may find a place to rest and wait."

"Understood."

Lin Ye and Qian Renxue found a spot and sat down to wait.

"I hope I can encounter a decent opponent today."

Qian Renxue sipped the milk tea Lin Ye had made himself and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena has the highest intensity of any arena on the entire Douluo Continent. Besides, since you have already reached the Silver Soul rank, the opponents you encounter won't be too weak."

"I hope so." Lin Ye smiled.

Just then, the arena broadcast sounded.

[Will Silver Soul Lin Ye and Silver Soul Qin Ming please proceed to No. 7 Arena to prepare for their soul match.]

"Qin Ming?" Lin Ye's expression shifted: "Is it that Qin Ming? Or is it just a coincidence of names?"

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

"It's nothing, let's go." Lin Ye shook his head, and the two walked toward No. 7 Arena together.

At this moment, No. 7 Arena was packed, with almost every seat filled.

The other sub-arenas were nowhere near as popular and did not have such large crowds of spectators.

Qian Renxue guessed that Lin Ye's opponent was likely no simple character: "Lin Ye, it seems your opponent is quite popular at the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena!"

"Usually, contestants with this level of popularity are quite strong."

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

"Welcome to the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena!"

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

"Lin Ye, Power Attack System Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul: Angel Holy Sword!" The host announced with passion, and enthusiastic cheers erupted from the scene.

Wearing a mask, Lin Ye stepped onto the arena stage from the contestant tunnel first.

"He will be facing our Suotuo City Great Soul Arena's star contestant, Qin Ming! Beast Martial Soul: Blazing Azure Wolf!"

"Qin Ming!"

"Qin Ming!"

"Qin Ming!"

The crowd chanted his name fervently; his popularity was immense.

"Blazing Azure Wolf? It really is that Qin Ming from Shrek Academy! Heh, this is getting interesting." Watching the young man who was now standing on the stage as well, Lin Ye began to feel intrigued.

This Qin Ming was currently the only student at Shrek Academy, and in the future, he would become the second-youngest Soul King in the history of the continent to break through by the age of 30.

Being able to break through to Soul King by age 30 was already the mark of a highly gifted soul master.

Qin Ming was currently 25 years old with a soul power of level 49, and he was about to graduate from Shrek Academy.

"Level 49 soul power? It's a pity he is fire-attributed."

Qin Ming's strength was definitely not weak; he should have no problem defeating an ordinary Soul King while crossing ranks.

But Lin Ye possessed fire immunity, so this Qin Ming was destined to be crushed by him today.

At this moment, the spectators began to discuss heatedly.

"Lin Ye? Angel Holy Sword? I don't think I've ever seen a Silver Soul master by that name at the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena before!"

"He probably came from an arena in another region. But the name of that Martial Soul sounds pretty badass!"

"Pfft, who cares who he is? No matter how badass he is, he can't be a match for Qin Ming. Qin Ming hasn't lost a single match during this period and has achieved a 19-match winning streak! This guy definitely isn't Qin Ming's match!"

"That's right, he's just another person here to pad Qin Ming's record. If he wins this one, Qin Ming will complete the feat of a 20-match winning streak! Truly impressive!"

"Hey, hey, do you think he can last ten moves against Qin Ming?"

"This Lin Ye doesn't look very tall, and his build isn't particularly sturdy either. He really might not even last ten moves, hahaha!"

The voices were all in favor of Qin Ming, and some even began to mock Lin Ye with their words.

Qian Renxue, sitting in the audience, looked on with disdain: "Heh, a bunch of idiots. Once Lin Ye releases his soul rings, I'm afraid you'll all be stunned into silence."

"Please enlighten me!" Qin Ming cupped his hands and decisively released his Martial Soul.

A flaming azure wolf manifested behind him, and he reminded his opponent with a confident expression: "I hope you can give it your all from the start, otherwise, you might not last ten moves against me."

"It seems you are quite arrogant about your own strength!" Lin Ye stared at his opponent.

Qin Ming shook his head. "I can say that I have no rivals within the Soul Ancestor realm. This is a well-intentioned reminder, not arrogance."

"Is that so? I would very much like to see if you, someone who claims to have no rivals among Soul Ancestors, can last ten moves against me."

Qin Ming shook his head with a smile, feeling utterly disdainful inside. Heh, this person is truly arrogant. To think he would actually question whether I can last ten moves against him—it's laughable!

Qin Ming found it incredibly ridiculous.

But the very next second, he was dumbfounded.

He watched as soul rings began to rise, one by one, from beneath Lin Ye's feet. The configuration of those soul rings left Qin Ming frozen in place, stunned.

"Two thousand-year rings!"

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

"Holy sh*t!!!!"

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

Every spectator stood up!

The entire arena was stunned; everyone stared with wide eyes and gaping mouths, shocked beyond measure.

The entire No. 7 Arena was in an uproar!

Zhao Wuji, who was also in the spectator stands, was equally dumbfounded. "This... how is this kind of soul ring configuration even possible!"

"This... how is it possible!"

On the stage, Qin Ming was also stunned.

He had always considered himself a child of heaven, a genius whom no one of his generation could hope to reach.

He possessed unparalleled confidence and pride in himself.

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

Qin Ming lost his earlier confidence, his entire demeanor becoming incredibly serious. "I underestimated you, but I still will not lose to you!"

"Second Soul Skill, Gray Wolf Possession!"

"Awoo!"

Qin Ming unleashed his amplification skill and charged toward Lin Ye.

"First Soul Skill, Angel Sword Domain."

Lin Ye also unleashed his amplification skill, standing calmly in place.

Qin Ming struck, launching a continuous barrage of combined punches and kicks at Lin Ye.

But they were all easily blocked by Lin Ye's sword; no matter how Qin Ming attacked, he couldn't harm him in the slightest!

"Damn it! This guy's swordsmanship is so strong!" Seeing this, Qin Ming quickly put some distance between them and immediately activated his first soul skill: "Gray Wolf Blazing Flame!"

Qin Ming waved his hands, and several flaming fists of fire surged forward.

"Child's play."

Lin Ye simply stood where he was and let him attack.

Seeing this, Qin Ming sneered, "You're not even dodging? The intensity of my flames is extremely high!"

"The last person who was so confident in the intensity of their flames has already been beaten into a state of depression by me."

The Gray Wolf Blazing Flame struck Lin Ye completely, but he was unharmed!

"What! How is this possible! My flames didn't even scratch him!"

"How could it be like this!"