Tang Yin's Soul Fighting Arena Practical Training, A Decisive Blow!

Today, Soto Great Soul Arena.

After finishing their morning theory classes, Tang Yin and Xiao Wu headed there together.

Prior to this, the two had already completed their registrations at the Soto Great Soul Arena and received their respective Iron Soul Badge.

As of now.

Tang Yin was already a level 29 Soul Grand Master, while Xiao Wu was at level 28.

Both had already secured their first victory within the Soto Great Soul Arena.

"Tang Yin, back at Notting Academy, you rarely ever fought anyone. I never expected you to be so combative now that we're here!"

"I never would have guessed!"

In the lounge of the Soto Great Soul Arena, Xiao Wu and Tang Yin sat side by side.

As Xiao Wu looked at Tang Yin, her pretty face was filled with a teasing smile.

"I'm not being combative; I'm training." Tang Yin coughed lightly, offering a defense.

"That's just a different way of saying the same thing." Xiao Wu chuckled teasingly and shrugged her shoulders.

Seeing this, Tang Yin couldn't help but feel awkward.

"Next, let us invite the contestants for our second soul duel onto the stage!"

"They are the Battle Soul Master Tang Yin, who possesses the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, and the Battle Soul Master Xie Baoqing, who possesses the Iron-Armored Bear martial soul!"

"I wonder if Tang Yin will complete his two-win streak, or if contestant Xie Baoqing will complete his five-win streak. Let us look forward to their performance!"

The host's voice rang out.

Upon hearing this, Tang Yin took out a mask, put it on, and said to Xiao Wu, "I'm going."

Xiao Wu nodded with a smile, "Stay safe."

Tang Yin returned the smile and walked from the contestant tunnel all the way to the soul duel stage.

At this moment, a tall, muscular young man with bronze-colored skin stood opposite Tang Yin.

"Since when can the Blue Silver Grass martial soul be used for cultivation?" Xie Baoqing's first words upon taking the stage made Tang Yin feel incredibly familiar.

This was the sentence he had heard most often since awakening his martial soul.

It was true; ninety-nine percent of Blue Silver Grass martial souls had no soul power, and only a very small number possessed a sliver of it.

But his was different.

One was ordinary Blue Silver Grass, and the other was the Blue Silver Emperor among Blue Silver Grass.

"Please enlighten me."

Tang Yin kept his left hand behind his back, and as he raised his right hand, a stalk of Blue Silver Grass with golden veins appeared in his palm, accompanied by two yellow Soul Ring.

"Interesting, this is quite an eye-opener. Let me see what kind of power your Blue Silver Grass martial soul has!" Xie Baoqing's interest was piqued.

Currently, the combat power of the Blue Silver Emperor was not strong; the First Soul Skill was for healing and recovery, and while the second soul skill had some control and damage capabilities, they were not significant. After all, the Blue Silver Emperor itself was still extremely fragile, so Tang Yin primarily relied on hammer techniques.

Under the gaze of Xie Baoqing and the surrounding audience, Tang Yin brushed his right hand over the Soul Tool on his left wrist, then pulled out a large hammer that was 1.5 meters long with a hammerhead 30 centimeters wide.

"Boom!"

Tang Yin just dropped the large hammer casually, and a dull, vibrating sound echoed in everyone's ears.

"Hmm? Using a weapon for a soul duel?" A look of deep disdain appeared in Xie Baoqing's eyes.

The Great Soul Arena did not restrict the use of weapons, but few people did so; after all, one's own martial soul was the best weapon, and there was no need to go to such lengths.

"Be careful!" As soon as Tang Yin finished speaking, he dragged the large hammer and charged toward Xie Baoqing.

Sparks flew as the large hammer scraped against the ground, and suddenly, it was swung by Tang Yin, the wind whistling.

The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer had now become Tang Yin's primary attack method.

In an era where even Self-Created Soul Skill were extremely rare, a single Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer was enough for Tang Yin to deal with ninety-nine percent of opponents at the same level!

"Well come!"

At this moment, Xie Baoqing did not see anything wrong with the way Tang Yin swung the large hammer.

"Iron-Armored Bear, possess!"

With a sharp shout from Xie Baoqing, earthy-yellow soul power surged from his body, his figure instantly expanded, and his already massive muscles grew even larger.

Deep brown fur grew wildly along his neck and limbs, and layers of earthy-yellow iron armor condensed on his chest, back, and shoulder blades.

Ten three-inch-long iron claws popped out from his fingertips, and his pair of black eyes turned amber.

"Hum!"

Two yellow Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet in response.

The Iron-Armored Bear was a martial soul that combined both attack and defense. Tang Yin was well aware of this, but he did not stop his advance. By the time he reached Xie Baoqing, the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer had already stacked to thirty-one strikes!

Tang Yin smashed down with the hammer.

Xie Baoqing didn't care, and his broad, thick, and powerful right hand slammed toward the hammerhead.

But the very next second, Xie Baoqing regretted it.

The moment the bear paw collided with the hammerhead, Xie Baoqing felt an irresistible, massive force surge from the hammer, traveling straight up his arm.

"Argh!"

Xie Baoqing let out a pained cry as his thick, muscular right arm instantly lost all function, and his entire body was sent flying backward, out of control, from the sheer power of Tang Yin's strike.

"Skreeee—"

After sliding over a dozen meters across the ground, Xie Baoqing finally managed to steady himself.

But upon seeing his right arm hanging limply, devoid of any strength and throbbing with intense pain, Xie Baoqing's expression turned incredibly grim.

"Give up. You are no match for me."

"If I can't hold back my strength in the next move, you might lose your life right here."

Tang Yin lowered the heavy hammer casually, watching Xie Baoqing with a calm expression.

This was only a Gambling Soul Fight, where one stops at the limit of victory.

He had no grudge against Xie Baoqing and did not wish to take his opponent's life.

"Thank you for showing mercy. I concede."

Clutching his right arm, Xie Baoqing glanced at Tang Yin and that heavy hammer, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

Following his concession, the host immediately announced the result: "Let us congratulate the Battle Soul Master Tang Yin, who possesses the Blue Silver Grass martial soul, on his victory in this Soul Fighting Tournament! He has achieved his second consecutive win!"

As the host's voice faded, the surrounding audience erupted into cheers and shouts, the sound like rolling thunder.

After all, this was the first time they had ever seen a soul master with a Blue Silver Grass martial soul fighting here.

Amidst the cheers, Tang Yin walked out of the contestant tunnel, where Xiao Wu was already waiting at the exit.

"Another opponent defeated with a single hammer strike! Tang Yin, you're truly amazing!" Xiao Wu praised him without reservation.

"Xiao Wu, how about I teach you how to use a hammer in battle later?" Tang Yin laughed.

"Use a hammer to fight?" Xiao Wu imagined herself swinging a heavy hammer in combat and couldn't help but shudder. "No, no way! Just imagining that scene in my head makes me think it would look so ugly!"

Tang Yin thought for a moment and asked, "Then could you teach me how to use Soft Technique?"

After all, one can never have too many skills.

Perhaps he could fuse Soft Technique with hammer arts and create a chemical reaction.

Xiao Wu was stunned; she looked Tang Yin up and down and couldn't help but burst into laughter. "But you're a boy! Don't you think that's weird? Besides, your body isn't flexible enough, and you didn't undergo special training when you were young. If you practice Soft Technique now, you'll easily break your bones!"

Tang Yin twisted his waist and stretched his body, not feeling that there was any issue with his flexibility.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu raised a hand to cover her cherry lips, laughing until she swayed like a flower in the wind.