"The Great Soul Arena's strongest rookie in history versus its strongest veteran! Will the rookie forge a path through thorns, or will the veteran prove superior?!"
Inside the Great Soul Arena, the host excitedly presided over the Soul Fighting match.
One was the strongest rookie, who had earned a Gold Badge after competing in Soul Fighting for just three years. The other was a veteran who had broken multiple Great Soul Arena records and was preparing to retire.
They were more than twenty years apart in age, yet their Soul Power was evenly matched. Both were Soul Kings.
This battle was a clash between the new era and the old, and the spectators had been looking forward to it for a long time.
As it happened to be the weekend, spectators had come to the Great Soul Arena to witness the result with their own eyes.
Qian Renxue and the others mingled with the crowd. Qian Renxue had just registered her identity and hadn't accepted any matches, so she decided to watch the Soul Fighting here instead.
"Uncle Pufferfish, who's this strongest rookie they're talking about? I heard he's not very old, yet he's already a Soul King. How come I've never heard of him?"
Pufferfish Douluo pondered for a moment before replying.
"That rookie is actually already in his thirties, which makes him fairly young among the Great Soul Arena's competitors. From what I've heard, he's hardly ever lost since he started competing in Soul Fighting. And his Martial Soul is extremely strange. It seems able to absorb his opponents' life force."
Listening to Pufferfish Douluo's introduction, Chen Qi couldn't help but connect him with the Evil Soul Masters.
As the two were talking, the Soul Fighting match was about to begin.
Amid the enthusiastic cheers from the stands, a muscular, middle-aged man came forward slowly, bare-chested.
He was a legend of the Great Soul Arena's older generation, the veteran Wang Long, whom countless people loved to talk about.
His appearance made the cheers even more thunderous, so loud they seemed capable of shattering the dome.
A thin figure slowly approached from the opposite side, cloaked in gray and looking extremely mysterious.
He was the strongest rookie in the Soul Fighting Arena, Lin Gufeng.
The two strongest competitors had finally come face to face, and the crowd went wild. Arguments over which of them was stronger had been around for a long time.
Today was the day the mystery would finally be solved.
"Today is the most intense day in the history of the Great Soul Arena! Will Lin Gufeng, the strongest rookie, emerge victorious, or will Wang Long, the strongest veteran, defend his title? The moment has come to reveal the answer!"
The host's words rang out, signaling the official start of the Soul Fighting match.
After a series of fervent cheers, the surroundings fell quiet.
On the arena, Lin Gufeng looked at Wang Long and shook his head in disdain.
"Heh. You're already so old. Why not just surrender? If you fight me, you'll die without even a place to be buried."
Wang Long gave a helpless smile.
"Kid, arrogance isn't a good thing. You'll pay for those words."
"Haha, pay? Come and make me!"
Seeing how insolent he was, Wang Long no longer wanted to waste words with him. In the end, only his fists could settle things.
A silver spear appeared in his hand, its surface giving off a faint, oppressive aura.
"Wang Long, Soul King, level fifty-seven. Martial Soul: Silver King Spear. Please instruct me!"
Lin Gufeng nodded. Behind him rose a dark-purple apparition: a strange angel with four tattered, pitch-black wings.
"Lin Gufeng, Soul King, level fifty-five. Martial Soul: Fallen Angel."
Seeing this Martial Soul, Chen Qi was certain: Lin Gufeng was an Evil Soul Master. His Martial Soul had already proved it.
At the sight of this Martial Soul, Qian Renxue felt a surge of intense revulsion. It was as if she were instinctively repelled by this aura.
"Since you're my senior, I'll let you have one hand."
Lin Gufeng waved to signal that Wang Long should make the first move. Wang Long didn't stand on ceremony and charged forward, brandishing his spear.
"First Soul Skill: Spear Out Like a Dragon!"
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Wang Long raised his spear and thrust at Lin Gufeng in a flurry. Faced with such a powerful attack, Lin Gufeng didn't dare meet it head-on. He retreated dozens of steps, then turned and unleashed a Soul Skill.
"Third Soul Skill: Sound of Corruption!"
A shrill, piercing sound came from the Fallen Angel behind him. Everyone who heard it was reminded of painful memories.
Wang Long hadn't been prepared. He froze for an instant, and Lin Gufeng seized the opening.
"Second Soul Skill: Claw of Corruption!"
Rrrip!
A dark-purple claw appeared in Lin Gufeng's hand and slashed across Wang Long's chest.
Three bleeding wounds immediately appeared there.
Wang Long staggered back a few steps and spat out a mouthful of blood. He hadn't expected Lin Gufeng's Soul Skills to be so strange.
That sound had brought back some unpleasant memories. His momentary distraction was exactly what had made him suffer.
Leaning on his spear, he looked at Lin Gufeng and decided he could no longer hold back. He had to finish him in one decisive rush.
"Fifth Soul Skill: God-Slaying Destruction Spear!"
Rumble!
Dozens of enormous silver spears gathered in front of Wang Long. He raised his spear and lunged, launching a powerful attack at Lin Gufeng.
The spectators below saw the attack and immediately erupted into cheers.
"Haha! That move is Wang Long's signature technique. Lin Gufeng's in for a rough time!"
Lin Gufeng furrowed his brow slightly and raised a hand. An evil force emerged from his palm.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Fallen Absorption!"
Invisible waves of force quickly spread all around. The attack Wang Long had gathered began to falter under their influence, then gradually fell apart.
"Fifth Soul Skill: Mouth of the Fallen!"
All the attacks in front of Wang Long vanished. He stood alone, spear in hand, right before Lin Gufeng.
He couldn't understand how the immense power he had just gathered had been dismantled in the blink of an eye.
Unfortunately, he would never get an answer in this lifetime.
"Crack, crack."
The Fallen Angel opened its bloody maw and swallowed half of Wang Long's body in one bite. The next moment, he was gone from this world forever.
Wang Long's death sent the entire arena into an uproar. The crowd hadn't even recovered from his fifth Soul Skill when, in the blink of an eye, Lin Gufeng had killed him.
The entire match, from beginning to end, hadn't even lasted two minutes.
The host was so shocked by the sight that he could barely speak. He couldn't imagine what words could describe what had just happened.
Qian Renxue's mouth fell open. She had never seen an attack like that before, one that could dismantle an opponent's moves out of thin air. It was hard to believe.
"Young miss, this man is likely an enemy of Spirit Hall: an Evil Soul Master."
Snake Lance Douluo furrowed his brow as he spoke. He had served in Spirit Hall for many years and had seen countless Evil Soul Masters.
He was certain that the man before them was an Evil Soul Master.
"What? He's an Evil Soul Master? The Great Soul Arena actually let someone like that enter a match? How despicable!"
The moment she heard that he was an Evil Soul Master, Qian Renxue understood why she had felt such revulsion toward him.
Now she wanted nothing more than to tear Lin Gufeng's hands off right there.
"You Evil Soul Master! If you've got the guts, fight me to the death!"
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