Ye Wuqing took a deep breath. Faced with Yu Mengdi's question, he could only steel himself and answer.
"We'll win! Mengdi, their 100,000-year soul rings must be fake, created through some special method. But their martial souls must be real."
"So only Su Ling is actually a Soul King, while Huo Yuhao is just a Soul Elder?" Yu Mengdi asked hesitantly.
"It's hard to say. The information could be wrong. Either way, we absolutely can't underestimate them. I'll keep Su Ling occupied. You take care of Huo Yuhao."
Ye Wuqing quickly settled on a strategy: target the weaker opponent first, eliminate Huo Yuhao, then join forces against Su Ling.
"All right." Yu Mengdi nodded.
Just as the two finished deciding their strategy...
Su Ling took a few steps forward. The fourth soul ring beneath his feet, disguised as a 100,000-year soul ring, lit up, and he raised his hand to grasp the air.
"Myriad-Form Drill—Spear Form!"
The Qilin Spear appeared in his hand, dark arcs of electricity leaping around him. With his Unmatched Spear Intent surging, Su Ling's entire demeanor instantly turned murderous.
Another wave of cheers rose from the stands.
Seeing Su Ling standing like a spirited young general, Huo Yuhao could not help looking at him with admiration. Still, he did not forget what he needed to do.
He retreated to the rear, blue light shining in his eyes as he quietly activated Spiritual Detection Sharing.
A real-time, bird's-eye holographic view of the entire arena appeared in Su Ling's mind. It captured every slight movement and even accurately predicted Ye Wuqing and Yu Mengdi's next actions.
"This soul skill really is impressive." Su Ling glanced back with a word of praise, then lit up two soul rings beneath his feet at once.
"First soul skill—Prison Breaker!"
"**Second soul