One Move to Defeat the Enemy, Heavenly Stance Clone

In the spirit arena.

Ning Rongrong held the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in both hands and chanted softly, "The Seven Treasures turn, revealing the glazed light. First: Strength."

A layer of pale golden light rippled out from the pagoda and landed precisely on Bai Yi.

Bai Yi immediately felt a surge of abundant power well up inside him.

His body was already powerful, and the Indestructible Diamond Body gave him physical strength far beyond others of his level.

Although Ning Rongrong's boost was only twenty percent, the larger the base, the more terrifying the effect of that boost became.

Bai Yi clenched his fist, his knuckles giving crisp cracks.

He felt his strength had risen by a solid margin.

The burly man and the tall, thin man came back to their senses and hurriedly activated their martial souls.

The burly man's arms swelled and thickened, sharp claws growing from his bear paws.

The tall, thin man's back bulged, his teeth turned sharp, and he dropped to all fours in a pouncing stance.

The two of them released their soul skills at the same time and charged toward Bai Yi.

Bai Yi did not dodge.

Holding the staff in one hand, he lightly planted the Golden Cudgel against the ground.

First soul skill, Mountain Crushing Peak Suppressing.

The instant the bottom of the Golden Cudgel touched the ground, the entire spirit arena stage shook violently.

A golden shockwave spread outward with Bai Yi at its center, cracking the ground inch by inch and sending shards of stone flying.

The burly man was struck head-on by the shockwave, his whole body flying backward like a kite with its string cut.

The tall, thin man did not even have time to scream before he was shaken until he foamed at the mouth, his eyes rolling back.

The two of them slammed heavily to the ground, motionless, knocked out on the spot.

The entire venue went silent for a full three seconds.

Then it erupted.

Deafening cheers burst from the stands.

Some people stood up and applauded, some shouted praise, and others stared wide-eyed, their faces full of disbelief.

"One move! Just one move!"

"What kind of monster is that kid?"

"My god, what did I just see?"

Bai Yi put away the Golden Cudgel and turned to look at Ning Rongrong.

For once, he nodded and said, "Your support really is pretty good."

Ning Rongrong was panting, fine beads of sweat seeping out on her forehead.

She bit her lip, emotions she could not put into words churning in her heart.

Just using her first soul skill to boost Bai Yi alone had consumed more than half her soul power.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda was a group-support martial soul; under normal circumstances, she would have had no problem boosting three or four people at once.

But boosting Bai Yi made her feel as if she were pushing a mountain with all her might. The speed at which her soul power drained far exceeded her expectations.

This proved that Bai Yi's foundation was far too deep, so deep that even for the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda's boost to take effect, she had to pay a greater price.

Ning Rongrong raised her head, her voice a little lower than before. "Of course. Don't underestimate this young lady, you jerk."

Bai Yi glanced at her and said, "Your Soul Power Level is too low. I only used your boost once, and you're already this tired. What happens if we end up in a prolonged fight? Hurry up and raise your level. Don't drag me down."

Ning Rongrong gritted her teeth and said, "I'll be level twenty soon! You're the one dragging people down."

But once she finished speaking, an indescribable sense of frustration welled up in her heart.

They were both ten years old, and she was already known as the most talented successor the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had seen in a century.

Yet this guy in front of her had already reached level thirty-four, and his soul ring configuration was even purple, purple, black.

That kind of gap made even the thought of catching up feel somewhat pale.

Ning Rongrong clenched her fists.

She could not admit defeat just like this.

Ever since she was little, she had been able to get anything she wanted. Never had anyone made her feel this sense of having lost.

The stronger Bai Yi became, the more unwilling she felt.

She had to grow stronger as quickly as possible, strong enough to make Bai Yi see her in a new light.

Strong enough that all of Heaven Dou Royal Academy would know that she, Ning Rongrong, was not just a vase who only knew how to throw tantrums.

Ye Lingling stood outside the arena, quietly watching the scene, the corners of her lips curving slightly.

The second day after arriving in Suotuo City.

Bai Yi rented a spacious courtyard in the west of the city. The courtyard walls were high, with five side rooms inside and a broad open space.

Ning Rongrong had slept from last night until now; several consecutive soul fights had completely drained her Soul Power.

Ye Lingling had gotten up early instead, quietly sitting cross-legged in the courtyard to regulate her breathing.

The four clones arrived in the courtyard just after dawn.

They lined up neatly outside the door, waiting for Bai Yi's orders.

Bai Yi walked out of his room, his gaze sweeping over the four clones.

With a thought, his consciousness sank into one of the clones.

This clone was codenamed Heavenly Stance.

His martial soul was the Mountain-Splitting Axe.

The so-called Mountain-Splitting Axe was a tool martial soul Bai Yi had condensed by using the Borrowing Form technique from the Seventy-Two Transformations.

The axe head was broad, thick, and heavy, its entire body gleaming with a dark golden light, ancient patterns carved into the blade.

Although this axe was not as wondrous as the Golden Cudgel, when paired with the two spells, Mountain Carrying and great strength, its frontal power could not be underestimated.

The Heavenly Stance Clone mainly cultivated six spells.

Mountain Carrying gave him weight-bearing ability and impact force far beyond ordinary people.

Great Strength made every strike he delivered carry a crushing force like a mountain.

Qi Prohibition could lock down an opponent's Soul Power circulation and create openings.

Barrier Cloak formed an invisible shield over the surface of his body, reducing damage.

Fire Sitting and water entering ensured that he could fight normally even in extreme environments.

Bai Yi controlled the Heavenly Stance Clone and walked out of the courtyard, heading toward Soto Great Soul Arena.

Today, he was going to use this clone to participate in a one-on-one soul fight and personally verify the clone's actual combat effectiveness.

In the soul arena.

The Heavenly Stance Clone's opponent was a level-thirty-seven assault-type Battle Soul Elder. His martial soul was the Earth-Splitting Tiger, and he had a burly build, his arms covered in tiger stripes.

When the burly man saw that the one walking onto the stage was a boy of fourteen or fifteen, he grinned and said:

"Little brat, are you here to be delivered up as free food too? Yesterday, someone had rotten luck and ran into two freaks. You look plain as day. Let uncle teach you a lesson."

The Heavenly Stance controlled by Bai Yi said nothing. He raised his right hand, and a dark golden great axe condensed into shape in his palm.

The axe blade was heavy and thick, giving off a deep, oppressive feeling.

The burly man frowned, vaguely feeling that the axe was somewhat unusual, but he did not take it too seriously.

The bell announcing the start of the soul fight rang out.

The burly man let out a low roar. Tiger stripes covered his whole body, and his hands turned into sharp claws as he pounced fiercely toward the Heavenly Stance Clone.

The Heavenly Stance Clone did not retreat.

He stood in place and first enhanced himself with the Mountain Carrying Technique. His entire weight seemed to increase several times in an instant, and the ground beneath his feet sank slightly.

Then he used Barrier Cloak, and an invisible shield clung to the surface of his skin.

The burly man's tiger claws tore through the air and smashed into the Heavenly Stance Clone's chest with a sharp whistle.

A dull thud rang out.

The burly man's arm was jolted numb, and he himself was forced two steps backward instead.

He stared in astonishment at the boy before him. The other party's body had not moved an inch, as if that strike just now had only been a scratch.

At that moment, the Heavenly Stance Clone raised the Mountain-Splitting Axe.

He did not chop directly, but first used the Qi Prohibition Technique.

An invisible force spread out from the axe blade and enveloped the burly man.

The burly man immediately felt as if the Soul Power inside his body had been seized by the throat by something, its circulation becoming sluggish and slow.

Panic rose in his heart, and he wanted to activate a soul skill to counterattack.

But the Heavenly Stance Clone had already moved.

He gripped the Mountain-Splitting Axe and smashed it down hard at the ground.

The Great Strength Technique, paired with the weight of the Mountain-Splitting Axe and empowered by the Mountain Carrying Technique, made this smash strike with the force of a collapsing mountain.

The ground of the soul-fighting arena shook violently, cracks spreading wildly from the point where the axe had landed.

The burly man was shaken until his legs went weak. He could not even stand steady, and with a thud, he dropped to his knees.

The Heavenly Stance Clone withdrew the axe and stood tall.

The entire process had taken less than ten seconds.

The spectator stands fell silent, then erupted into cheers even louder than yesterday's.

Bai Yi slowly opened his eyes backstage.

The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he now had a good sense of the clone's combat strength.

The Heavenly Stance Clone's frontal suppression was even stronger than he had expected.

With the Mountain Carrying Technique and Great Strength Technique combined with the Mountain-Splitting Axe's nature as a heavy weapon, it could all but run rampant in battles at the Soul Elder level.

And the Qi Prohibition Technique was unexpectedly useful, able to instantly interrupt an opponent's Soul Power circulation rhythm and create a fatal gap in timing.

Bai Yi rose to his feet, already calculating in his mind that tomorrow, he should send the remaining clones up to test the power of the other spells.