First Battle, Fire Hell!

Yun Ze couldn't help but smile. "What I actually wanted to ask about was Long Chen's family background. I already learned what you told me from the conversation just now, so there was no need to say it again."

"I was just afraid you'd misunderstand," Gu Yue Na muttered. The moment she said it, she regretted it, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

"Whether I misunderstand or not isn't important. You don't have to explain anything to me," Yun Ze said with a smile, shaking his head as though he had failed to grasp the deeper meaning behind Gu Yue Na's words. "Oh," Gu Yue Na said somewhat dejectedly. Yun Ze's indifferent attitude made her feel very uncomfortable. She knew why she felt this way. She had feelings for Yun Ze—using human terms, she liked him. Although Yun Ze currently looked like a six-year-old child, his soul was that of an adult. What she liked was precisely that mature, steady, and knowledgeable soul. Yun Ze's transcendent, detached, and serene temperament also held great appeal for her. Beyond that spiritual attraction, Yun Ze's bloodline drew her in as well, instinctively making her want to get close to him.

"I don't know much about Long Chen's family background either. I never looked into it. I only know that the academy thinks highly of him. That was why I didn't kill him outright before."

"But this time, I don't plan to keep enduring it." A fierce glint flashed through Gu Yue Na's eyes. Her patience had been completely exhausted. "Then don't. But we can't kill him at the academy. We'll make our move after he leaves," Yun Ze said calmly. "Mm, that's what I was thinking too," Gu Yue Na said. Sun Moon Royal had one Main Soul Arena and nine Sub Soul Arenas, and students could normally use the Sub Soul Arenas freely. In one of them stood a circular fighting platform two hundred meters in diameter, surrounded by circular spectator stands that could hold up to three thousand people. Their luck was fairly good. No one was fighting when they arrived, and Long Chen was the first to step onto the platform. Yun Ze also walked toward the platform, while Gu Yue Na stood in the front row of the stands, eagerly anticipating Yun Ze's performance. Including the students who had already been there and those who had just poured in, there were six or seven hundred people in total. Most found seats behind Gu Yue Na. They could watch both the excitement and the beauty. "Little brother Yun Ze, don't blame me later for bullying the weak," Long Chen said maliciously. "I hope you can manage to bully the weak," Yun Ze replied flatly. "Arrogant!" Long Chen snorted. A dragon's roar rang out from his body as Soul Power surged, and the Light Sacred Dragon Martial Soul appeared behind him. He grew more than three inches taller, dragon scales emerged over both arms, and golden light shimmered across their surfaces as a rich sacred aura spread out. Four Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet, all purple but in varying shades, floating around him as they pulsed. "Cry—" A clear phoenix cry rang out as the Flame Phoenix soared into the sky behind Yun Ze, spreading its wings as it trailed a ribbon of fire. Flames ignited across Yun Ze's body, and the blazing fire scorched the air into violent distortions, yet it did not reduce his clothes to ashes. His clothes were not fireproof; they could even be said to catch fire at the slightest spark. The reason the flames could cling to them without damaging them was because his control over fire was so precise that the flames touching his clothes had no temperature at all. Naturally, they could not ignite the fabric. The appearance of the phoenix caused the temperature throughout the arena to rise. What had originally been a cool venue became unbearably hot. Two Soul Rings rose from beneath Yun Ze's feet, and they too were purple. At the sight of the two purple rings, many students in the stands shot to their feet in shock, staring at them in disbelief. "A two-ring Soul Grandmaster? A six-year-old two-ring Soul Grandmaster?" The students were dumbfounded, stunned beyond words. Long Chen's pupils contracted as well. He had been thoroughly startled. A Soul Grandmaster at just over six years old? That was a little absurd. "Are you ready?" Yun Ze asked, not attacking while Long Chen was still in shock. Hearing this, Long Chen quickly calmed himself, took a deep breath, and nodded at Yun Ze. Seeing Long Chen nod, Yun Ze stopped wasting time. His first Soul Ring lit up. Fire Hell! Purple Soul Ring energy erupted, and blazing flames rose from the ground, rapidly spreading outward with Yun Ze at the center. The metal floor seemed as though it had been doused in oil, allowing the flames to burn fiercely across it. Before the flames, more than half a meter high, even reached him, Long Chen could already feel their scorching heat. Breathing became difficult, and the air in front of him seemed to have been burned away by the flames. He quickly retreated as his second Soul Ring lit up. Dragon's Roar. The Light Sacred Dragon behind Long Chen let out a roar, and rolling sound waves, nearly tangible, surged forward layer upon layer. The sound waves were like wind, blowing the flames sideways and even sending some of them into the air, but they failed to extinguish the fire. Not only did they fail to put it out, they could not stop its spread. The flames continued advancing. These were Phoenix Flames. How could they be so easily blown out? Long Chen's heart sank. Without hesitation, his fourth Soul Ring lit up. Dragon's Might. The Light Sacred Dragon bloodline within him erupted with tremendous power, flooding through his entire body. Golden light enveloped him, and a layer of fine scales covered his skin. He bent his legs and kicked off forcefully, no longer avoiding the spreading flames but choosing to withstand them head-on. He refused to believe that flames released by a Soul Grandmaster could possibly do anything to a Soul Ancestor like him. Long Chen charged into the area covered by flames and was swallowed by the sea of fire. The scorching blaze instantly set his clothes alight and seared his body. The flames were thousands of degrees hot. Even with the enhancement of his fourth soul skill, Long Chen could not ignore them, and his entire body burned with heat. Still, while he could not disregard the flames, he was not about to roll around on the ground in agony. Protected by his Soul Power, he could still endure them. With a thought from Yun Ze, the Blazing Fire Nine-Headed Bird Soul Spirit flew out from his body, rapidly expanding as it rose into the air. The Blazing Fire Nine-Headed Bird stopped more than ten meters above the ground, flapping its wings. Its fully spread wingspan exceeded five meters. Its body was bathed in flames, its nine heads swaying slightly, and its bearing was indeed fierce. Boom! The middle head opened its massive mouth and spat out a fireball, which fell from the sky toward Long Chen below. Boom! Boom! Boom! The other heads began spitting fireballs as well. Several fireballs descended, blanketing Long Chen. The fireballs were not particularly terrifying, but Long Chen would not recklessly take them head-on. He dodged left and right. He evaded several fireballs, which exploded against the ground and scattered flames in every direction, becoming part of the Fire Hell. "Break!" Long Chen shouted as he leaped high into the air and smashed apart a fireball he could not avoid. The force of the explosion knocked him back to the ground, where he stumbled back several steps. The Blazing Fire Nine-Headed Bird continued spraying fireballs while Yun Ze charged forward, launching himself into the air and swinging a side kick at Long Chen. Yun Ze's timing was perfect. The moment Long Chen had just regained his footing, he kicked, giving him no chance to catch his breath. Flames wreathed his leg, and the powerful kick was like a burning iron rod swinging heavily at Long Chen's face. Long Chen instinctively brought both arms together to block, catching Yun Ze's kick. He caught it, but the force in Yun Ze's leg was no weak thing. Combined with the scorching flames that seemed capable of burning even Soul Power, the pain in Long Chen's arms made his strength collapse. His hands slammed into his face, and his body lost balance as he staggered to the side. Yun Ze pulled his hands into the shape of drawing a bow. Flames gathered in his hands into a longbow, with a Flame Arrow nocked upon it and the bowstring drawn taut. Whoosh! The Flame Arrow shot forth, its piercing whistle tearing through the air. Before Long Chen could steady himself, the arrow struck his left arm.

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