The Evil Fire Phoenix, How Does It Compare to Puni?!

The surrounding crowd shook their heads incessantly.

They were convinced that Gu Sheng was nothing but a reckless fool with courage but no brain.

To challenge a powerhouse of this level at level twenty was nothing short of pure suicide.

Only Qian Renxue stood at the back of the crowd.

A cold sneer curled the corners of her lips.

Qian Renxue stood quietly in place.

Her stunning figure and temperament drew many sidelong glances from those around her.

These ignorant frogs at the bottom of the well had no idea what kind of monster they were facing.

Recalling yesterday at the Martial Arts Arena, Gu Sheng's Void skill that granted absolute immunity to attacks, and the Aurora that could even shatter the Angel Holy Sword.

Qian Renxue knew deep down that the two clowns before them weren't even fit to tie Gu Sheng's shoes.

Meanwhile, Gu Sheng, at the center of the storm, faced the sky-filling mockery.

His inner emotions remained as still as stagnant water, unable to stir even the slightest ripple.

Gu Sheng narrowed his eyes slightly, even beginning to mutter to himself in his heart.

"This Ma Hongjun's evil fire carries a certain berserk attribute."

"If he goes all out, I wonder if that tangible killing intent can be used to stimulate the origin of the Holy Spectrum Puni?"

"I might as well use him as a whetstone to see if I can break my second seal."

Once this thought emerged, Gu Sheng immediately made his decision.

He raised his hand, pointing directly at the still-laughing Ma Hongjun, and issued a formal invitation to spar.

"Ma Hongjun, enough with the nonsense."

"Since you fancy yourself a genius, do you dare to have a spar with me?"

Ma Hongjun stopped laughing, his eyes instantly turning extremely ferocious.

He was even more certain that the brat before him was a hopeless idiot.

With such a massive gap in levels right before his eyes, this kid still dared to initiate a death-seeking duel.

"Good! Very good!"

Ma Hongjun retorted with a sneer.

"Since you're in such a rush to reincarnate, this young master will show mercy and grant your wish today!"

"In a moment, I will crush your bones inch by inch!"

"I'll let you know what it truly means to wish you were dead!"

As soon as these cruel and tyrannical words left Ma Hongjun's mouth.

The crowd gasped, breaking into a cold sweat for Gu Sheng.

On both sides of the street, the commoners who had originally just been peeking were now retreating in terror, frightened by the aura of a Soul King.

Some kind-hearted onlookers, seeing the solitary Gu Sheng in the arena, could not bear it and began to advise him to stop.

"Young man, run while you can!"

An auntie carrying a vegetable basket stomped her feet in anxiety, her face full of worry.

"That is a genuine Soul Elder; how could a level twenty Soul Grand Master like you possibly beat him?"

"Hurry up, kowtow to the master and apologize; perhaps you can still save your life."

The middle-aged man from earlier, who had been swindled out of his savings and held a rusty iron hoe, couldn't help but chime in loudly.

"Brother, don't try to be a hero!"

"I personally experienced how formidable this fatty is just a moment ago."

"His flames are not something an ordinary person can withstand; you're just walking to your death!"

It wasn't just the commoners; even a few low-level Soul Masters passing by shook their heads repeatedly.

"This kid must be insane."

"A level twenty challenging a Soul Elder over level thirty is the height of absurdity."

"I fear there will be one more nameless charred corpse on the streets of Heaven Dou City today."

Of course, there was no shortage of spectators in the crowd who loved to kick a man when he was down and enjoyed watching the chaos.

They tucked their hands into their sleeves, quietly preparing to watch the show.

In their eyes, a hotheaded youth like Gu Sheng, who had no background but dared to stand out, was a complete idiot.

"Fight! Hit him hard!"

"He was so arrogant just now; looks like he's finally hit a wall."

"I want to see if this kid can still be so stubborn once his bones are being crushed later."

A cacophony of various voices intertwined, descending into a chaotic mess.

But Gu Sheng, the person at the center of it all, seemed as if he hadn't heard these sounds at all.

His figure remained as upright as a pine, showing not the slightest sign of backing down.

Yu Xiaogang, meanwhile, held his arms tightly across his chest, his chin held high.

His old, washed-out robe fluttered slightly in the wind as he tried his best to maintain his so-called "Grandmaster" demeanor.

Standing on the sidelines, Yu Xiaogang wore a cruel sneer at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, he was silently composing a long-winded lecture in his mind.

He intended to deliver this speech in front of everyone after Gu Sheng was brutally beaten by his disciple.

This ignorant, wet-behind-the-ears brat.

Yu Xiaogang felt secretly smug.

To actually dare to challenge a genius personally trained by me—he truly has no idea of his own limitations.

How could a frog in a well like you possibly contend with the Evil Fire of Ma Hongjun?

Unlike the smug Yu Xiaogang, Qian Renxue, standing behind the crowd, had her attention entirely fixed on Gu Sheng.

Qian Renxue's slender fingers tightened quietly.

The divine soul power within her body was already in a state where it could erupt at any moment.

If that fatty dared to truly harm Gu Sheng by even a fraction, she would not hesitate for a second to cut him in two with a single strike.

Seeming to sense the worry of the beauty behind him, Gu Sheng slowly turned his head, his gaze crossing the noisy crowd to land precisely on Qian Renxue.

Their eyes met in mid-air.

Gu Sheng did not speak, merely returning a steady look that promised absolute reassurance.

Seeing this look, Qian Renxue's tense, delicate body instantly relaxed.

She knew very well that her husband never fought a battle he wasn't prepared for.

Since he had chosen to step forward, it meant that everything was under his control.

After calming Qian Renxue, Gu Sheng turned his gaze back to Ma Hongjun, who looked like a furious wild boar.

Gu Sheng smiled faintly, a smile that revealed a sense of calm and detachment, as if he saw through everything.

"Don't just talk; show me."

Gu Sheng's voice was not loud, yet it reached the ears of everyone present with perfect clarity.

"Come, demonstrate the 'invincible theory' of your Grandmaster."

In the arena, Gu Sheng and Ma Hongjun stood facing each other.

There was no more than ten paces between them.

The scent of gunpowder in the air had reached an extreme intensity.

The battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Ma Hongjun could no longer endure the humiliation of being looked down upon.

He let out a loud roar, like a thunderclap exploding on flat ground.

"You little bastard, go to hell!"

Ma Hongjun launched the first attack.

He kicked off the ground with both legs, his entire body launching forward like a cannonball.

"Evil Fire Phoenix, possess!"

Accompanied by a sharp bird cry, violent soul power surged out from within Ma Hongjun's body.

Large swathes of dark red flames instantly engulfed his fat frame.

Scorching tongues of fire licked greedily at the surrounding air.

A bloated, evil-aura-exuding phantom of a fire phoenix rapidly coalesced behind him.

Terrifying heat radiated mercilessly from him as the center, spreading outward.

The sunshades on some of the nearby stalls instantly burst into flames.

Even the puddles of water left on the ground were evaporated clean in an instant.