Can Support Soul Masters Also Participate in Soul Duels?

The noisy crowd was stunned for a moment, but they quickly grasped the implication of Lin Yan's words.

What would the outcome be if Zhu Zhuqing fought Tang San?

Control-type versus Agility-attack-type; the Blue Silver Grass would surely bind Zhu Zhuqing tight, and the duel would inevitably end in a victory for Tang San...

"So that's it!"

Dai Mubai suddenly realized, then looked at Zhu Zhuqing with a lingering sense of fear. Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Zhu Zhuqing left the spectator stands early.

"Wait, that's not right! Then what about those girls you were with yesterday..."

"I only bound their wrists. Everyone can testify to that, including Tang San!"

Facing the retort, Lin Yan's eyes did not flicker in the slightest.

The group looked at Tang San and Xiao Wu in unison. Seeing that neither of them refuted the claim, they realized that Lin Yan might be more tactful than they had imagined.

Perhaps Tang San had no intention of using his Blue Silver Grass to bind Zhu Zhuqing, but Lin Yan was deliberately avoiding unnecessary misunderstandings...

"Alright, I'm off to participate in my soul duel. Remember to cheer for me."

The small interlude ended. Lin Yan curled his lips into a smile, left the spectator stands under everyone's gaze, and walked onto the Soul Fighting Arena.

Unknowingly, his image in the eyes of the others seemed to have grown a bit taller...

On the arena floor.

The spotlights cast a brilliant glow on the two combatants, and the spectator stands were roaring with noise, everyone cheering for the upcoming battle.

A burly, thick-set man looked at Lin Yan, his expression full of confusion.

"You again?"

"You're a support-type Soul Master, why do you insist on joining the fray in the Soul Fighting Arena every day? My brothers and I have received your healing so many times; if I actually hurt you now, I wouldn't be able to live with myself."

Indeed, Lin Yan had become somewhat famous in this arena. Since he was a healing-type Soul Master, he could earn some money by treating the injured, so almost all the regulars in the arena had received treatment from him at some point.

Especially since he frequently participated in 1v1 duels as a support-type Soul Master, over time, more than half of the people in the arena had come to know him.

In the ring, although Lin Yan's build wasn't exactly frail, he still looked like he would collapse at a touch compared to a Defense-type Soul Master.

He looked at his opponent, "It's fine, just feel free to attack. I can heal myself."

As he finished speaking, Lin Yan assumed a combat stance. Following the referee's command, he didn't even summon his Martial Soul and charged straight toward his opponent.

Looking at that posture, he really did look like an ordinary person fighting a Soul Elder...

In the spectator stands, Tang San asked the others the same question.

"Didn't you say he was a support-type Soul Master? Why is he participating in 1v1 duels?"

Ma Hongjun retorted irritably.

"So what if he's a support-type? Support-types aren't human? Your Blue Silver Grass can participate in duels, but Lin Yan's can't?"

Unlike the harmonious relationship they shared in the original timeline, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar were now somewhat annoyed with Tang San because he had previously tried to cause trouble for Lin Yan, so they weren't very polite when speaking to him.

In the end, it was Flender who saw Tang San's face flush red and stepped in to explain.

"He has Twin Martial Souls. He's accumulating combat experience now so that he can make use of it later."

"What? Twin Martial Souls?" Tang San was stunned! It was one thing that Lin Yan's Martial Soul was the same Blue Silver Grass as his own, but to think he also possessed Twin Martial Souls.

This meant that Lin Yan's situation was exactly the same as his own.

No! He had the Mysterious Heaven Skill and the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record... but why was Lin Yan able to reach level 30 before him?

"What is his second Martial Soul?"

Tang San looked at Flender, but Ma Hongjun interjected.

"You're overstepping, aren't you? What, are you trying to figure out Lin Yan's background so you can retaliate against him later?"

"Dean, don't tell him!"

"You..."

"Alright, watch the match."

Tang San wanted to say more, but Flender stopped him. Even Flender stopped speaking, and the final question was left hanging.

Twin Martial Souls! What is his second Martial Soul?

Why is his Blue Silver Grass a healing type? And why are his three soul skills exactly the same?

Lin Yan! What secrets are you hiding? How do you cultivate?

Countless questions unfolded in Tang San's mind as the revelation of Lin Yan's second Martial Soul surfaced.

On the arena floor, Lin Yan and the Defense-type Soul Elder had already exchanged several rounds.

During this time, Lin Yan managed to land a few punches on his opponent, but with only soul power reinforcement and no soul skill effects, the Defense-type Soul Elder didn't even bother to look at them.

Everyone here was a Soul Elder; how much strength could a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul possibly have? If Lin Yan actually managed to break his defense with a single punch, he might as well give up on cultivation for the rest of his life.

That was the gap between Martial Souls. If Tang San were in his place, he wouldn't be able to hurt the man either without using his Mysterious Jade Hand.

"Little brother, your footwork is good, and your timing is spot on, but it's a pity your strength is just too lacking."

The Soul Elder opposite him possessed the Iron-Clad Rhino martial soul, famous for its thick hide; even agility-type soul masters of the same rank struggled to inflict substantial damage on him, let alone Lin Yan.

Watching Lin Yan, who was now panting for breath, he ceased his assault and began to lecture.

"Forget it! Even if you found an opening to land a hundred punches on me, you wouldn't cause any real damage. The path of a battle soul master doesn't suit you; give it up."

Lin Yan steadied his stance, and seeing that his opponent had no intention of continuing the fight, he halted his own movements as well.

"Many thanks for showing mercy, big brother. I'll give you a twenty percent discount on healing next time you come to me."

The burly man burst into loud laughter, "Hahaha!"

"I have to say, your combat techniques already surpass the vast majority of Soul Elders, and even Soul Ancestors."

"If only you possessed even a single offensive soul skill..."

"Referee, I concede!"

Lin Yan interrupted the burly man's critique, raising his hand directly to signal his surrender to the referee.

After all, he hadn't come here for the sake of winning or losing, but to lay a solid foundation for the subsequent cultivation of his second martial soul.

Lin Yan was certain that if he relied on his current combat skills combined with the Evil Fire Demon Dragon martial soul, that defensive Soul Elder would absolutely not last more than three moves.

Because their methods of attack were too simple; in this world where martial souls determined one's fate, most low-rank soul masters relied too heavily on soul skills and neglected their own latent potential.

This was also the reason why Tang San's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, and other techniques could achieve such miraculous effects.

If not for the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record backing Tang San up, his Blue Silver Grass, even as a control-type, would never have been able to gain an advantage among peers of the same rank.

Soon, the referee announced the final result, "In this duel, the Iron-Clad Rhino wins! Final record: 62 wins, 56 losses!"

"Blue Little Grass: 1 win! 157 losses!"

"Hiss~"

"That record of his..."

Hearing Lin Yan's record from the spectator stands, Tang San ultimately couldn't help but utter a remark.

As expected, he was immediately met with a retort from Ma Hongjun, "Did you pay for his rice?"