Ye Qiong accepted the challenge letter and looked toward Bai E at his side.
"Bai E, you go."
"Me?"
Bai E felt a bit surprised upon hearing this.
"Yes, this prince is very strong; he should be evenly matched with you."
Bai E was startled and looked at the red-haired youth opposite him.
At this moment, he saw the other party looking back at him with a face full of fighting spirit.
Facing such blatant hostility, a warmth rose in Bai E's heart, and a spark of battle ignited within him as well.
He loosened his shoulders and nodded, agreeing to Ye Qiong's request.
"Fine, then let me handle it."
The red-haired youth looked at Bai E and asked, "Are you the strongest in your academy? You don't look like it."
Bai E smiled. "Whether I'm strong or not, you'll know once we've fought."
The red-haired youth revealed a faint smile upon hearing this. "Very well, then please."
The two walked out of the VIP box one after the other, heading toward the back of the Soul Fighting Arena.
Seeing this, Wang Sheng leaned in toward Ye Qiong and asked, "Teacher, are they arranging a duel in the private fighting area?"
Ye Qiong nodded, then beckoned to the others. "Everyone, follow me over to take a look."
The group arrived at the spectator seats of the private Soul Fighting Arena.
At this time, there were no spectators in the viewing hall, only the people from Omphalos Academy.
The red-haired youth and Bai E stepped onto the ring and turned to face each other.
"What is your Martial Soul?"
Bai E's expression was indifferent. "Chaoslana. And you?"
"Spear of Heaven's Scourge."
As the red-haired youth spoke, he raised his hand and summoned his Martial Soul—a phantom of a dark red spear.
"My name is Wan Di. State your name."
"Bai E."
The moment the words fell, Bai E also summoned his Martial Soul, already gripping Dawn Invader in his hand.
Behind both of them, identical configurations of spirit rings appeared simultaneously.
Seeing this, both were startled, and then a fighting spirit even more intense than before surfaced in their eyes.
The two stood facing each other from a distance, neither rushing to make a move.
But after a few breaths, Bai E decided to strike first.
He stomped his foot, his figure violently shooting forward as he swung Dawn Invader directly at Wan Di's face.
Seeing this, Wan Di immediately raised his fist to block.
With a crisp "clang," sparks erupted instantly where their fist and blade met.
Wan Di's arm shook, and he slid back half a step, but he immediately twisted his body and threw a straight punch toward Bai E's waist.
Bai E reacted extremely quickly, dodging to the side, then followed through by pressing Dawn Invader downward, slashing toward Wan Di's shoulder.
However, Wan Di did not retreat; instead, he met the attack head-on, throwing an uppercut directly upward.
Clang!
Another hard collision.
Both men retreated two steps at the same time.
Bai E shook his wrist, which had been numbed by the vibration, and looked at Wan Di. "Not bad strength."
Wan Di rotated his shoulders, a refreshing grin spreading across his face.
"You're not bad yourself."
He paused, then beckoned to Bai E with his hand.
"Come on, show me your courage."
"I'll accompany you to the end."
After Bai E replied, he raised Dawn Invader and pointed it at Wan Di, his fighting spirit intensifying.
Wan Di grinned, then spread his hands.
"Flow, Blood of Hanging Blade!"
In the next second, the second soul ring behind him flared brightly, his momentum surging abruptly.
He then shot forward like a cannonball, unleashing several red fist shadows toward Bai E.
In the stands, Wang Sheng and the others watched this scene, looking at Ye Qiong with confusion.
"Dean, didn't you say Wan Di's martial soul was the Spear of Heaven's Scourge? Why is he using his fists?"
Ye Qiong smiled slightly.
How was he supposed to explain this to them?
Wan Di's martial soul, the Spear of Heaven's Scourge, was not necessarily a weapon.
Just as there were no words in the dictionary of Hanging Peak City.
The presence of the word "spear" did not necessarily mean it was a spear.
(Wan Di: HKS)
This "spear" represented more of an authority over strife.
Of course, if one insisted that Wan Di possessed a spear, that wouldn't be wrong—the red spear shadows were proof of that—but Wan Di excelled at using his fists and close-quarters combat, so he transformed those spear shadows into fists.
This was the authority of strife; quite miraculous, wasn't it?
Meanwhile, on the Soul Fighting Arena, seeing Wan Di's frenzied barrage of fist shadows, Bai E's eyes sharpened as he held Dawn Invader horizontally before him to defend.
Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang!
A rapid series of clashing sounds rang out.
Bai E resisted with all his might, his feet nearly sinking into the ground, yet he was still forced back several meters by Wan Di's onslaught.
Wan Di, however, grew more ferocious with every strike, his fist shadows descending like a violent storm.
In the spectator area, the crowd watched this scene, their fists clenched.
"Why is little Bai being pushed back?"
Ye Qiong began to explain:
"Wan Di's second soul skill is Blood for Blood."
"He actively burns his soul power to transform it into the blood of strife, significantly boosting his attack power for a short time."
"Bai E is currently on the defensive, but as soon as this wave of attacks passes, he will have a chance to turn the tables."
On the arena, Bai E had been pushed to the edge of the stone platform.
Seeing this, Wan Di frowned.
"Move! Don't let our heated bodies cool down!"
Bai E did not respond, remaining focused with his sword held in front to block.
Annoyed, Wan Di held nothing back, throwing a heavy punch that bypassed Dawn Invader and aimed straight for Bai E's chest.
A glint of focus appeared in Bai E's eyes.
Instead of blocking head-on, he sidestepped, sliding Dawn Invader along Wan Di's gauntlet with the tip of the blade aimed directly at Wan Di's throat.
Wan Di reacted with lightning speed; seeing Dawn Invader strike, he flipped his wrist while simultaneously kicking toward Bai E's lower abdomen.
Bai E would not let him succeed, raising his knee to block the strike.
Their legs collided, the force of the impact sending both of them stumbling back three steps.
Wan Di looked at Bai E; although he had already consumed a significant amount of soul power, his fighting spirit was growing even more intense.
Bai E noticed the change in his opponent as well. Although he had also expended much of his own soul power in defense, he was confident that he could defeat his opponent through the coming attacks.
He curled the corner of his lips upward.
"My turn."
In the next second, his third soul ring lit up.
The golden light on Dawn Invader surged violently.
He gripped his sword with both hands and slashed with all his might.
A massive golden crescent wave swept across the entire arena.
Seeing this, Wan Di's pupils constricted, and he immediately raised his arms to block.
Although he successfully parried the strike, a violent numbness surged through his arms.
Yet, he looked at Bai E with his fighting spirit still burning bright:
"Pathetic... show me your full strength!"
Seeing that his first strike hadn't defeated his opponent, Bai E grew interested and swung out another wave.
This wave carried even more force than the last.
Wan Di raised his arms to block once more, but this time, he felt a distinct sting of pain.
He then exclaimed with genuine admiration, "What immense power."
But Bai E had no intention of giving him a moment to breathe.
His figure flickered, appearing instantly at Wan Di's side.
Then, he raised Dawn Invader and slashed toward Wan Di's flank.
Startled, Wan Di turned just in time to block, but this strike was significantly heavier than the last.
The force of it sent him sliding several meters backward.
Seeing this, Bai E pressed the attack once more.
Wan Di gritted his teeth.
His third soul ring suddenly lit up.
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