Oscar: Brother, I'll give you sausage right now

Everyone present was stunned by this display from Lin Yan. Was this really the same soft and weak little support? How did he suddenly become so "fierce"?

Indeed, "fierce" was the only word for it!

Under the state of Martial Soul Possession: Evil Fire Demon Dragon, Lin Yan's tight-fitting outfit snapped and rattled in the currents of soul power, his hair dancing wildly as if he were a monarch of flames.

That overbearing aura, as if he were looking down upon the world, left everyone dumbfounded.

"Lin Yan is so handsome! I love you to death, Lin Yan!"

Ning Rongrong did not shy away from her relationship with Lin Yan at all; she hugged Zhu Zhuqing beside her and shrieked, her emotions more fervent than anyone else present.

After all, this was the boyfriend she had personally chosen.

Zhu Zhuqing also found herself unconsciously clenching her shapely, rounded legs at this moment... He was indeed handsome; she hadn't expected Lin Yan's second martial soul to be this powerful.

A wave of discussion erupted in the crowd. Even in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, there was a hint of envy. At this moment, Lin Yan had become the absolute focus of the entire scene, stealing the spotlight completely.

Just then, Tang San suddenly noticed that Xiao Wu was also looking at Lin Yan with a special gaze—the kind of look he had seen before, the kind she used to reserve for him.

But ever since they returned from the Star Dou Forest, that look had vanished. And now...

"Xiao Wu, I have a second martial soul, too."

"Teacher said that once my level is higher, I can also cultivate a second martial soul and attach nine high-quality soul rings to it."

"By then, I will definitely be stronger than Lin Yan!"

Truth be told, Tang San didn't know why he had suddenly said these things. Perhaps it was because he didn't want to lose Xiao Wu, or perhaps it was jealousy toward Lin Yan.

In short, he felt terrible right now.

Upon hearing this, Xiao Wu's eyes began to dart away, and she took the initiative to shift her gaze from Lin Yan.

"Why... why are you telling me this? That's your own business."

As she spoke, Xiao Wu turned her head to the other side. She even unconsciously moved a few steps away from Tang San, edging closer to Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

Seeing this, Tang San felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He felt a sharp, piercing pain in his heart, and the lower part of his body—which had already healed—seemed to ache in sympathy.

Xiao Wu... you are my sister!

His gaze gradually dimmed, and a sense of inferiority welled up in his heart. At the same time, the way his fists were tightly clenched signaled that there was also a trace of anger in Tang San's current emotions.

On the training ground.

Dai Mubai watched Lin Yan's display of showing off before the crowd and felt genuinely happy for him from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother, well done!"

"Quick, let me see exactly how strong this second martial soul of yours is. I can't wait any longer."

As he spoke, he activated Martial Soul Possession: White Tiger Martial Soul, and Dai Mubai's figure suddenly grew a few inches taller.

But clearly, the aura he generated was extremely mediocre compared to Lin Yan's.

Seeing that Dai Mubai was ready for battle, Lin Yan stopped dawdling.

[First Soul Skill: Dragon Fist!]

Purple flames covered his fists. Lin Yan kicked off the ground, and his figure instantly vanished from where he stood.

"Well come!"

[Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!]

"Huh? Dai-laoda is using his third soul skill right off the bat? Is he jealous that Lin Yan is showing off?"

Oscar saw the two figures collide in the arena and couldn't help but make a snide remark.

Ma Hongjun curled his lips. "Do you think everyone is as petty as you? Dai-laoda only has this one state-boosting skill; if he doesn't use his third soul skill, what is he supposed to use?"

Once these words were spoken, those around them who had the same doubts felt relieved.

The two in the arena were locked in combat.

Yu Xiaogang stared intently at their movements. He noticed that every time Dai Mubai's attack was about to strike Lin Yan, Lin Yan would dodge it with exquisite grace.

This was the experience Lin Yan had gained from years of taking beatings in the Soul Fighting Arena.

There was no helping it; that was just how this world was.

All low-level soul masters were overly reliant on their soul skills, yet Lin Yan trained in various combat techniques every single day.

Setting aside the effects of his soul skills, he had already completely crushed soul masters of the same rank in terms of combat experience.

As for the soul skill effects, Lin Yan's soul skills came from a God-Given Soul Ring; what could possibly be more suitable for him than that?

"Mubai, get serious."

"I'm going to use my second soul skill!"

Seeing that Dai Mubai was becoming overwhelmed just by parrying his attacks, Lin Yan decided to stop using footwork and simply engage in a direct exchange of soul skills.

This could be considered a way to relieve some of the pressure on Dai Mubai.

"Good! I was just afraid I wouldn't be able to catch a glimpse of you, kid."

Dai Mubai let out a sigh of relief; finally, he no longer had to fend off attacks coming from every direction.

What was going on with Lin Yan? His speed clearly wasn't that fast, yet Dai Mubai couldn't seem to land a hit on him, instead finding himself repeatedly struck by fists that carried both explosive and scorching effects.

Right now, a head-on clash of soul skills was exactly what he wanted.

[Second Soul Skill: White Tiger Intense Light Wave.]

He channeled his soul power, gradually gathering it within his mouth...

Lin Yan also activated his second soul skill, "Flame Bullet."

Flames slowly took shape in the void, transforming into scorching purple fireballs.

With both their soul skills fully formed, the two nodded at each other simultaneously.

The next second, several fireballs and the beam of light collided head-on.

BOOM...

A massive explosion echoed across the entire training ground, and a wave of scorching heat rippled out from the center of the blast, instantly sweeping toward everyone watching.

The girls hurriedly covered their skirts, while the boys used their arms to shield their faces.

Soon, the shockwaves dissipated, and when everyone regained their vision, they discovered that Dai Mubai was lying on the ground, smoking black.

"Holy crap, Boss Dai!"

Ma Hongjun rushed forward to check on him, and Oscar immediately summoned his Big Sausage martial soul.

Dai Mubai was helped up by the two, and after his gaze swept across the crowd, he opened his mouth to spit out a puff of black smoke before his eyes rolled back and he fainted straight away.

"Damn it! Don't you die on me!"

"I'll give you a Big Sausage right now!"

Oscar frantically tried to shove the Big Sausage into Dai Mubai's mouth; honestly, he had shoved it in so far that his neck was bulging unnaturally, and it was hard to imagine how Dai Mubai could possibly swallow it.

It wasn't until Lin Yan finished regulating his breath and saw the scene that he stopped Oscar.

"Oscar, Mubai is already unconscious. Your sausage is so big, are you trying to choke him to death?"

"Let me handle it."

Lin Yan stepped forward, pried open Dai Mubai's mouth, and yanked the Big Sausage out of his throat, producing a distinct "pop" sound on the spot...

Ma Hongjun and Oscar both shuddered at the sight.

"Lin Yan, maybe be a bit gentler? I feel like..."

"Stop with your 'feelings.' Do you think I'm being rougher than you were?"

Lin Yan glared at Oscar in annoyance, then summoned his Blue Silver Emperor martial soul, wrapping it around Dai Mubai's wrist.

[First Soul Skill: Life Tide.]

As the life energy was injected, the tightly furrowed brow of Dai Mubai gradually began to relax.

After about two or three minutes, he suddenly jolted awake.

The moment he woke up, he began to gasp for air.

"What the hell?"

"I had a nightmare! I dreamed someone was shoving something down my throat, almost piercing right through me."

As soon as these words left his mouth, Oscar guiltily lowered his head.