Soto Great Soul Arena.
The massive circular arena stood in the center of the venue, surrounded by tier upon tier of spectator stands packed with dense crowds. Shouts, wagers, and voices blended together into a sea of noise.
Ao Yin and the others took their seats in the stands. Dai Mubai, Tang San, Oscar, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and the others remained fairly calm, but Ma Hongjun simply could not sit still because he wanted to place a bet.
Ma Hongjun leaned forward, staring fixedly at the arena entrance with a tense expression.
"Brother Ao, I asked around. Sister Xiao Wu's opponent is Qing Bao, whose martial soul is the Iron-Horned Bull! He's tough as hide, strong as well, and balanced in both offense and defense. He's a difficult opponent!"
"Sister Xiao Wu's martial soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit, which leans toward agility. Can she really beat him? Don't let her get sent flying by one punch!"
Ao Yin smiled faintly at that.
His tone was relaxed, yet filled with absolute certainty.
"Just a little bastard."
"You're underestimating your Sister Xiao Wu too much."
"The Soft Bone Rabbit may sound weak, but Xiao Wu had long since achieved unity with her martial soul and could unleash terrifying strength. Forget a mere Iron-Horned Bull—even if he really had Copper Skin, Iron Bones, Xiao Wu could still smash him to pieces with her throws."
Ma Hongjun raised his brows slightly, not expecting Ao Yin to rate Xiao Wu so highly!
Unity with her martial soul?
He could not help but laugh, though he was still half-convinced and half-doubtful.
Xiao Wu usually looked obedient and gentle, and her martial soul was the supposedly weakest agility-type Soft Bone Rabbit.
Anyone looking at her would see nothing but a delicate little girl.
Could she