What Could a Tiger King Soul Elder Do? Kneel in an Instant, Leaving the Entire Arena Exploding!

After the Tiger King Soul Elder stepped onto the stage, the atmosphere in the training grounds changed completely.

No matter how the previous ten matches had gone, they had only been tests between opponents of the same level or lower ranks.

But a Soul Elder was different.

Three rings.

A complete set of soul skills.

Greater Soul Power.

A stronger body.

More seasoned combat experience.

Having a Soul Grandmaster who had only recently awakened face a three-ring Soul Elder was inherently unfair.

Not to mention that Di Yao had just fought ten consecutive matches.

Yan could not help but curse. "The Elder Palace truly has no shame."

Hu Liena's expression darkened.

"They want to break his momentum."

Xie Yue nodded.

"Di Yao has won ten straight matches. He has already intimidated the Beast Spirit students into not daring to come up."

"As long as a Soul Elder defeats him once now, all the momentum he built up before will be crushed."

Yan gritted his teeth.

"That's a Soul Elder!"

Hu Liena said nothing.

She watched Di Yao in the middle of the arena, feeling tense for the first time.

She knew Di Yao was strong.

But the gap between a Soul Elder and a Soul Grandmaster was not something that could be erased with bravado.

On the arena.

The Tiger King Soul Elder rolled his neck.

His joints cracked loudly.

He looked at Di Yao with a cold smile on his lips.

"Kid, don't worry."

"I'll go easy on you."

Di Yao said, "No need."

The Tiger King Soul Elder's gaze turned cold.

"Are you sure?"

Di Yao raised his eyes.

"You're not qualified to make me afraid."

The arena erupted in an uproar.

A Soul Elder was standing right before him, yet he still dared to say that?

The Tiger King Soul Elder was so furious that he laughed instead.

"Good."

"Then let's see just how hard your bones are!"

The referee looked at both sides.

"Begin!"

The instant his words fell.

The Tiger King Soul Elder immediately used Martial Soul Possession.

"Roar—!"

The tiger's roar shook the entire arena.

His body rapidly swelled, tiger stripes covering both arms as a king-character mark appeared on his forehead.

Three soul rings rose at the same time.

A ferocious aura of a beast king swept forward.

Demon Emperor Di Jun's pressure emerged at that same instant.

A Dark Gold Sun hung behind Di Yao.

Golden pupils opened.

Two beastly supreme auras clashed head-on upon the arena.

This time, the Tiger King Soul Elder did not kneel.

His body merely sank slightly, a flicker of pain crossing his eyes.

But he quickly gritted his teeth and endured it.

"That's all?"

He burst into laughter.

"I admit it, your martial soul can indeed suppress Beast Spirits."

"But the difference in our levels is right here!"

"You can't suppress me!"

Di Yao looked at him.

"Who said I intended to suppress you from the start?"

The Tiger King Soul Elder frowned.

The next instant, he charged out.

He was incredibly fast.

And even stronger.

His tiger claws tore through the air as they shot straight for Di Yao's chest.

Great Sun Golden Flame spread beneath Di Yao's feet.

Three lines of fire extended at once.

Sealing the left.

Cutting off the right.

Forcing him down the middle.

The Tiger King Soul Elder's eyes narrowed.

He had watched Di Yao's earlier battles, so he naturally knew these fire lines were no mere decoration.

But he did not retreat.

His First Soul Ring lit up.

"Tiger King Charge!"

His speed surged again, and he actually forced his way across the fire lines.

Great Sun Golden Flame burned against the protective Soul Power around his feet, erupting with ear-piercing blasts.

But it failed to stop him.

Di Yao immediately retreated.

The Tiger King Soul Elder sneered.

"Weren't you arrogant?"

"Why are you retreating?"

Di Yao did not respond.

He was observing.

The Tiger King Soul Elder's charge was fierce.

But before every burst of power, his right shoulder dipped half an inch.

That was a habit formed from gathering Soul Power after Martial Soul Possession.

It could be exploited.

The Tiger King Soul Elder pounced again.

Di Yao dodged sideways.

The tiger claw grazed his shoulder, its wind tearing through his clothes.

Gasps rose from the spectator stands.

But Di Yao's expression did not change.

Great Sun Golden Flame lashed from his palm toward the Tiger King Soul Elder's right shoulder.

The Tiger King Soul Elder reacted quickly and raised an arm to block it.

The flames exploded.

He took half a step back, his gaze darkening.

"Trying to find a weakness?"

Di Yao said, "I already found it."

The Tiger King Soul Elder's face chilled.

His Second Soul Ring lit up.

"Tiger Roar Soul Shock!"

A tiger's roar exploded at close range.

A mental attack mixed with the pressure of a beast king crashed viciously into Di Yao.

Di Yao's body swayed.

It felt as though his mind had been struck by a heavy hammer.

This was not an attack lower-rank students could compare to.

A Soul Elder truly was different.

The Tiger King Soul Elder seized the chance, his claws slashing directly at Di Yao's shoulder.

Hu Liena's expression changed.

"Danger!"

But golden flames suddenly lit beneath Di Yao's feet.

They did not spread outward.

Instead, they exploded violently right in front of him.

The blast forcibly sent his body sliding back half a step.

That half-step was enough to avoid the sharpest edge of the tiger claws.

The claws grazed his left arm.

Blood sprayed.

Yan clenched his fists tightly.

"He's injured!"

Xie Yue said gravely, "It didn't reach the bone."

"He deliberately traded a light injury for distance."

Di Yao landed, blood dripping from his left arm.

The Tiger King Soul Elder licked his lips.

"Kid, do you understand the gap between a Soul Elder and a Soul Grandmaster now?"

Di Yao glanced at the wound.

"It's a little bigger."

The Tiger King Soul Elder froze.

Di Yao raised his eyes.

"But it's not impossible to fight."

As his words fell, he charged forward on his own initiative.

The entire arena was shocked.

He was actually taking the fight into close quarters?

A cold smile flashed through the Tiger King Soul Elder's eyes.

He had been worried that Di Yao would keep dodging.

"Courting death!"

The Tiger King Soul Elder's Third Soul Ring lit up.

The purple soul ring blazed brilliantly.

"Third Soul Skill, Tiger King Mountain-Splitting Claw!"

Terrifying Soul Power gathered in his right claw.

If this strike landed solidly, Di Yao would be severely injured even if he did not die.

But just as his soul skill was about to take shape, Di Yao's Second Soul Ring lit beneath his feet.

"Ten Thousand Demon Edict."

Dark golden pressure descended like an imperial decree, crashing down upon the Tiger King Martial Soul.

The Tiger King Soul Elder's expression changed drastically.

He had long been wary of this move.

But only when it truly struck him did he understand how disgusting this soul skill was.

It did not render him completely unable to move.

It merely made his Tiger King Martial Soul instinctively hesitate for an instant.

For just an instant.

The Third Soul Skill lagged by half a beat.

Soul Power briefly jammed between his right shoulder and arm.

Flames surged in Di Yao's eyes.

This was the opening he had been waiting for.

The First Soul Ring lit up.

The Great Sun Golden Flame no longer spread outward, instead condensing into a single point.

The Dark Gold Flame was like a red-hot nail, viciously driving into the Soul Power node in Tiger King Soul Venerable's right shoulder.

"Boom!"

Tiger King Soul Venerable's protective Soul Power was blasted through.

A scorched mark erupted across his right shoulder.

His Third Soul Skill was completely thrown off course. His tiger claw grazed past Di Yao's side and slammed heavily into the arena.

Mu Jin slabs shattered.

Di Yao did not stop.

Using the instant Tiger King Soul Venerable lost his balance from lunging forward, he planted his left foot against the side of the man's knee.

His right palm pressed against his chest.

The Great Sun Golden Flame erupted again.

Tiger King Soul Venerable gave a muffled groan.

His knee buckled.

"Bang!"

One knee hit the ground!

The sound was not loud.

Yet it exploded beside everyone's ears like thunder.

Tiger King Soul Venerable had knelt.

Even if it was only on one knee.

Even if it lasted only an instant.

He had truly knelt before Di Yao.

The entire venue fell deathly silent.

Several young Soul Masters by the Elder Palace looked as though they had swallowed flies.

Emperor of Beast Martial Souls.

At that moment, those four words seemed to have been forcibly nailed into everyone's hearts.

Tiger King Soul Venerable roared and forced himself back to his feet.

His eyes had turned red.

"Brat!"

Di Yao had already retreated.

He did not press his advantage.

Because he knew perfectly well that his previous strike had exposed a weakness through skill mechanics and prediction.

It was not because he could crush a Soul Elder head-on.

If he continued fighting at close range, he would be at a disadvantage.

Tiger King Soul Venerable was completely enraged.

He pounced again.

His attacks were fiercer than before, but his rhythm had also become chaotic.

Di Yao retreated while using golden flames to interfere with him.

The more anxious Tiger King Soul Venerable became, the more the injury to his right shoulder affected the circulation of his Soul Power.

He tried several times to use the Third Soul Skill again, but the lingering burns from the Great Sun Golden Flame made it lag by half a beat each time.

Hu Liena's eyes shone brightly as she watched.

"He isn't trying to win."

Xie Yue nodded.

"He already won at that crucial moment."

Yan understood as well.

"As long as he stalls him, Di Yao has already won this battle of face."

That was right.

Di Yao did not need to beat Tiger King Soul Venerable unconscious.

He only needed to prove that he could exploit a decisive weakness across ranks.

That he could make a three-ring Beast Spirit Soul Elder drop to one knee.

That was enough.

The person in charge of the Newcomer Ranking looked extremely displeased.

He had not expected the Soul Elder prepared by the Elder Palace to become Di Yao's stepping Mu Jin instead.

But Tiger King Soul Venerable had already been truly provoked.

Roaring, he forcibly erupted with Soul Power, completely disregarding the injury to his right shoulder.

Di Yao's gaze darkened slightly.

His opponent was going to fight through serious injury.

Just then, a voice rang out from the direction of the Elder Palace.

"Enough."

Tiger King Soul Venerable froze.

He gritted his teeth and looked toward the edge of the arena, his face full of unwillingness.

The person over there did not show himself, merely saying coldly, "Get down."

Tiger King Soul Venerable stared fixedly at Di Yao.

"This isn't over."

Di Yao replied blandly, "You've already knelt."

Tiger King Soul Venerable's face instantly flushed red.

"You!"

Di Yao continued, "If you want to erase this next time, remember not to kneel again."

Tiger King Soul Venerable trembled with rage.

But in the end, the Elder Palace people still called him off the stage.

The discussion that had been suppressed for so long finally exploded throughout the venue.

"A three-ring Soul Elder was beaten to his knees!"

"Is he really just a Soul Grandmaster?"

"He's only six years old!"

"Demon Emperor Di Jun suppresses Beast Spirits far too hard."

"It wasn't just suppression. He found that node with terrifying precision!"

Hu Liena looked at Di Yao, her emotions complicated.

She had originally wanted to catch up to him.

But now, she realized that every battle Di Yao fought pushed him a huge distance ahead of her.

Yan was silent for a long time before suddenly saying in a low voice, "I didn't lose unfairly yesterday."

Xie Yue glanced at him.

"You finally admit it?"

Yan's face darkened.

"Shut up."

On the arena, Di Yao withdrew his Soul Rings.

The wound on his left arm was still bleeding.

His Soul Power had clearly been greatly depleted as well.

The person in charge of the Newcomer Ranking stepped forward.

"Di Yao, you've already fought eleven consecutive matches."

"Would you like to pause?"

Di Yao looked toward the Elder Palace.

He knew they would not end things so easily.

Sure enough.

A moment later, another person walked out.

That person was older.

His aura was heavier.

Four Soul Rings slowly rose beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple.

Soul Ancestor!

The entire venue erupted.

"A Soul Ancestor?"

"This is too much!"

"They're having a Soul Ancestor fight a six-year-old Soul Grandmaster in the Newcomer Ranking?"

"The Elder Palace is really desperate!"

Hu Liena's expression completely changed.

Yan took a step forward.

"Have they gone mad?"

Xie Yue's face turned cold as well.

"They aren't trying to win."

"They want to cripple Di Yao."

The Soul Ancestor stepped onto the arena.

His martial soul was released.

Blazing Lion.

Power Attack System.

Fire attribute.

Beast Spirit.

It was practically a configuration selected specifically to counter Di Yao.

He looked at Di Yao, his voice low and heavy.

"You can choose to surrender."

Di Yao's left arm hung at his side, and his face was somewhat pale.

Yet there was not the slightest hint of retreat in his eyes.

He looked toward the referee.

"Continue."

Hu Liena could not help shouting, "Di Yao!"

Di Yao did not turn around.

He merely said flatly, "Don't make noise."

Hu Liena gritted her teeth in anger, yet could not say anything.

Di Yao looked at the four-ring Soul Ancestor before him as Dark Gold Flame slowly ignited in his eyes.

A Soul Elder had already knelt.

What about a Soul Ancestor?

It did not matter if he could not win.

As long as he could bite off a piece of flesh.

Then in this Newcomer Ranking, he could pin the Elder Palace's face to the ground and burn it.