After Zeng Feng went on stage, the host smiled slightly at him as a greeting.
Then he added, "Now, let's invite our second Soul Ring, Wang Sheng!"
Upon hearing this, Wang Sheng slowly walked up.
"Um?"
As soon as Wang Sheng stepped onto the stage, Zeng Feng's expression turned ugly. He glared at the host and said, "What do you mean? Don't tell me he's the one I'm Soul Fighting! A kid who looks only eleven or twelve years old. And don't tell me he's a Spirit King!"
After saying that, he gave me a look that said, "Don't joke with me."
He was furious. In his eyes, being asked to Soul Fighting a kid like that was just a blatant slap in the face!
The host didn't speak, but gave Wang Sheng a faint smile.
The meaning is crystal clear: just reveal your Soul Ring.
Unfortunately, Wang Sheng countered with, "Can the Soul Fighting begin?"
"Um?"
The host paused for a moment, then immediately announced, " The Soul Fighting begins now!"
After saying that, he quickly jumped off the Soul Fighting Arena, ignoring Zeng Feng's anger. If he hadn't wanted to maintain his usual composure, he probably would have cursed.
Zeng Feng took a deep breath. "Get down! Otherwise, I won't show any mercy."
"Are you an idiot?! If I didn't have that strength, would the people in the Soul Fighting Arena arrange for me to Soul Fighting you? Are they just bored?" Wang Sheng looked at this arrogant guy with an expression as if he were looking at an idiot.
"Little guy, since you're so ungrateful, I'll send you down."
As he spoke, he flicked his Martial Soul fan, which spun and shot towards Wang Sheng like a hidden Hidden Weapon.
Wang Sheng raised his hand and struck with a palm.
A transparent palm, made of Soul Power, immediately shot out and met Zeng Feng's fan.
This move is called the Air-Splitting Palm" in martial arts.
"Collapse!"
The Martial Soul Fan was shattered and disappeared before everyone's eyes.
"Huh!"
Zeng Feng was somewhat surprised and doubtful. His Martial Soul was not an ordinary fan, but Wind Spirit Fan. It was not so easy to disperse it with a single blow.
At this moment, he began to take Wang Sheng more seriously.
With a flick of his wrist, the Wind Spirit Fan Martial Soul reappeared in his hand.
At the same time, five Soul Ring— two yellow, two purple, and one black—rose up around him.
Then, the Wind Spirit Fan Martial Soul in his hand instantly became several sizes larger than him, and he fanned it at Wang Sheng, and his First Soul Ring lit up.
" Kamaitachi, this is his First Soul Ring skill!"
A massive storm was created, with countless invisible vacuum blades raging within it.
If anyone gets involved, they're guaranteed to be sliced to pieces.
Moreover, its range was extremely wide, instantly occupying both sides of the entire Soul Fighting Arena, and then it moved in a straight line towards Wang Sheng.
Wang Sheng narrowed his eyes. He had to admit that, regardless of the power of this move, it was a formidable opponent.
However, in the Soul Fighting Arena, that's an absolutely divine skill! If you can't break through this move, you can expect to be pushed off! You won't even have a chance to dodge.
" Flame Wings!"
Wang Sheng's External Spirit Bone immediately activated its Soul Bone Skill, and a pair of Three-Colored Flame wings quickly unfolded from his back.
Then, with a flap of its wings, it flew directly into the air, causing Zeng Feng's attack to miss its target.
" Spirit Bone?"
Zeng Feng was a Spirit King, so his vision was naturally extraordinary. He used his Soul Skill even though Wang Sheng's Soul Ring and Martial Soul had not yet manifested.
Therefore, he immediately recognized that Wang Sheng's Flame Wings were Soul Bone Skill, because under these circumstances, this was the only possibility.
A hint of jealousy flashed in his eyes. He was already in his thirties and had never even seen a Spirit Bone. This Wang Sheng, on the other hand, was so young, yet he already possessed Spirit Bone, and such a rare flying Spirit Bone at that.
Wang Sheng saw this clearly, which made Wang Sheng quite disdainful. He thought to himself, "It seems this guy isn't as... perfect as he appears!"
The manager of the Soul Fighting Arena picked up a square-shaped Soul Tool and announced, "Everyone, betting can now begin! The odds for Zeng Feng versus Wang Sheng are 1:5!"
Meanwhile, in each VIP box.
The manager's voice rang out.
The Soul Tool used by the steward is a microphone and speaker-like object.
"I am Wang Sheng! To possess such a rare Spirit Bone, one's birth and strength must be quite formidable."
"Hehe, I've seen Zeng Feng's strength several times. Among Spirit King, there aren't many who can defeat him. At least, when I was young, I didn't have such strength."
"I also admire Zeng Feng. Although Wang Sheng has extraordinary talent and his future strength will definitely surpass Zeng Feng's, he is still too young. Even though they are both Spirit King now and their strength is comparable, their combat experience is on completely different levels."
"It seems great minds think alike! So, I'll also try my Zeng Feng."
"Then I'll choose Wang Sheng. I just like talented young people."
"Young people are young. No matter how talented they are, they still need time to grow. Besides, Zeng Feng's Martial Soul is almost perfectly suited for Soul Fighting. He has an innate advantage."
Clearly, among these people, more people saw Zeng Feng than Wang Sheng.
On the Soul Fighting Arena, Zeng Feng activated his Soul Skill once again, and his Second Soul Ring lit up.
Zeng Feng looked at Wang Sheng in the air and said, "Don't think I can't do anything to you just because you're in the air."
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved the Martial Soul Wind Spirit Fan in his hand towards Wang Sheng in the sky.
The Wind Element immediately converged in the air, forming a large-scale, net-like Hurricane that directly enveloped Wang Sheng.
"Naive! You think you can defeat me with just a net? Left Arm Soul Bone technique, Great Flame Strike!"
Flames surged around Wang Sheng's body, and soon a huge three-colored fireball appeared in the air.
"Another Spirit Bone?"
Seeing that Wang Sheng hadn't revealed his Martial Soul or Spirit Bone, yet had once again unleashed such a powerful Soul Skill, Zeng Feng was utterly shocked.
Such precious Spirit Bone, and to possess two at such a young age, let alone Zeng Feng.
Even the management and distinguished guests felt a degree of jealousy.
However, everyone underestimated Wang Sheng's move. His Left Arm Soul Bone technique, Great Flame Strike, struck.
When Zeng Feng's wind net got close, Wang Sheng slammed the huge fireball in his hand down.
The wind net was utterly vulnerable to the massive fireball, shattering instantly upon contact. Its momentum didn't diminish as it continued its Zeng Feng towards the ground.
"How is that possible!"
Zeng Feng was shocked. He had always been very confident in his Soul Skill, but he hadn't expected this.
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