Beat Him Up

The arena fell utterly silent. Qian Renxue's voice rang clearly in everyone's ears, so clearly that not a single person missed it.

Almost everyone turned their gaze toward Qian Renxue at the same time.

They saw that the person speaking with such arrogant defiance was only a blonde girl, and their excitement instantly fizzled out.

Lin Gufeng looked up at the golden figure, a mischievous thought rising in his heart.

"Hey, girl over there. Are you serious?"

Qian Renxue was just as confused. She'd spoken in a moment of haste—how had everyone heard her?

If she backed down now, Qian Renxue's reputation would become a laughingstock. Besides, she was a descendant of the Qian Family, and her mission was to eliminate all Fallen Soul Masters.

"I... I'm serious! Mm..."

Pufferfish Douluo hurriedly covered Qian Renxue's mouth. If she really went down there to fight and anything happened to her, they'd be done for.

Hearing Qian Renxue's answer, Lin Gufeng nodded in satisfaction.

He'd been worrying that there was nothing fun to do, and now someone had practically walked right up to him. Truly, heaven had smiled upon him.

"I accept your deathmatch."

Lin Gufeng accepted the deathmatch, and the moment the crowd heard the news, the whole arena erupted.

Nobody could have imagined that the price of one ticket would get them two shows.

And this was Lin Gufeng, the strongest fighter around, facing off against a frail girl no one had ever heard of. The outcome was a foregone conclusion.

The middle-aged men in particular gazed at Qian Renxue with hungry eyes. Once the two started fighting, there was bound to be something explosive to see.

"Haha, this is going to be a good show."

"Right, right! Just thinking about it makes my blood run hot."

Seeing that Lin Gufeng had actually agreed, Pufferfish Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo prepared to use force to take Qian Renxue away.

Qian Renxue quickly stopped them, patting her chest as she promised,

"Uncle Pufferfish, Uncle Snake Lance, don't worry. I'll be fine. Fallen Soul Masters are a force our family must wipe out. Just let Xiao Xue give it a try."

Hearing Qian Renxue's words, the two stopped what they were doing.

They very much wanted to take Qian Renxue away, but seeing her pleading eyes, they still softened. With a sigh, they said,

"Just this once, Young Mistress. If anything feels wrong, signal us immediately. Snake Lance and I will kill that Fallen Soul Master and take you away."

Seeing that they agreed, Qian Renxue smiled happily. She looked at Chen Qi and tugged at his arm.

"Chen Qi, let's go. We'll show these people what real strength looks like."

On the arena, Qian Renxue and Chen Qi strode forward with swagger, as though no one else mattered.

Seeing them, the host brought over the deathmatch contract.

Qian Renxue glanced at it, then boldly signed her name: Qian Xue.

"The deathmatch contract has been signed. With that, the deathmatch between Qian Xue, competing in Soul Fighting for the first time, and Lin Gufeng, who just defeated Wang Long, officially begins!"

Seeing that Qian Renxue had brought a man onto the arena, Lin Gufeng asked in confusion,

"Hey, little girl. This is a one-on-one match. Get that irrelevant guy out of here."

Qian Renxue crossed her arms and raised her voice.

"This is my Martial Soul, Chen Qi!"

With that, golden light appeared around Chen Qi. His long golden hair rapidly grew out, and ten enormous golden wings slowly unfurled behind him.

In just a few seconds, Chen Qi transformed from an ordinary man into a divine Ten-Winged Angel.

Everyone was stunned. They'd never heard of someone whose Martial Soul could turn them into an angel.

Feeling Chen Qi's aura, Lin Gufeng furrowed his brow. He could tell that Chen Qi was an angel—the kind of being Fallen Soul Masters hated most.

Chen Qi shrugged helplessly and looked at Qian Renxue.

"Weren't you the one who said you wanted to fight? How come I'm the one going out there?"

Qian Renxue waved playfully and smiled.

"Hehe, Chen Qi, he's a Soul King. There's no way I can beat him right now, so I'll have to rely on you."

They'd thought Qian Renxue was finally standing up for herself, only to find she'd called in the strongest substitute fighter instead.

Chen Qi had no choice. What could he do? He'd transmigrated and become her Martial Soul. He'd just been about to show off, then remembered he was being watched by countless people.

The thought made the socially anxious Chen Qi squirm with discomfort. If only I'd let Pufferfish Douluo and the others take Qian Renxue and run.

"I'll just have to finish this quickly."

Chen Qi took a deep breath, forcing down his discomfort as he looked at Lin Gufeng.

But Lin Gufeng took that look as a provocation. He roared and charged forward.

"You think you can look down on me? Just because you've got six more wings than I do doesn't make you invincible! First Soul Skill: Fallen Charge!"

Lin Gufeng turned into a dark purple blur and charged straight at Chen Qi.

"Chen Qi! Beat him to a pulp!"

Chen Qi slightly raised his hand, and a powerful force gathered in his palm.

In moments, Chen Qi condensed an energy ball the size of a watermelon. At a thought from him, it shot forward with a whoosh, instantly piercing the blur—and the arena right along with it.

The blur took solid form. A watermelon-sized hole had appeared in Lin Gufeng's chest. No blood spilled out; his flesh had been roasted, and the blood had nowhere to flow.

As he drew his last breath, he couldn't believe he'd died just like that, killed by a single strike from his opponent!

Thump!

Lin Gufeng fell to the ground, lifeless.

Seeing this, the spectators were too shocked to be shocked anymore. Ever since Wang Long had been defeated, it hadn't stopped. They were either in the middle of being stunned or on their way there.

Most shocking of all was Qian Renxue's terrifying Soul Ring Configuration: purple, purple, black. It shattered everything they thought they knew.

"Holy crap, am I seeing things? Her First Soul Ring is a thousand years old, and her Third Soul Ring is ten thousand years old. Is she even human?!"

"Monster! She's a real monster!"

The whole arena erupted. They'd forgotten about Lin Gufeng and Wang Long; all they remembered was that Qian Renxue had won—and her astonishing Soul Ring Configuration.

Qian Renxue had no time to celebrate. Chen Qi's attack had nearly drained all her Soul Power, leaving her dizzy and lightheaded as if her blood sugar had plummeted.

Seeing this, Pufferfish Douluo and Snake Lance Douluo immediately rushed over and caught Qian Renxue as she began to pass out. Then they vanished from the arena.

After this battle, Qian Renxue's name spread throughout the Heaven Dou Empire. It took only a day for word of her to reach every corner of the empire.

People were intensely curious about Qian Xue, the girl who had overturned everything the Soul Master World believed.

When Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect heard the news, his mind went blank for more than ten seconds.

He knew this Qian Xue was Qian Renxue, the Young Mistress of Spirit Hall. He just hadn't expected her Soul Ring Configuration to be so absurdly powerful.

No wonder even he was afraid of her.

In an unremarkable little city in the Heaven Dou Empire, Notting City, a man who called himself Grandmaster tore up that day's newspaper.

He gave a cold snort and stomped on the scraps several times.

"Hmph! These news hacks will say anything for clicks. A thousand-year First Soul Ring, a ten-thousand-year Third Soul Ring—what a load of crap! They can't even fake a story properly. They dare contradict my Ten Core Theories of Martial Souls? Just wait until I sue them!"