Battle Against Yu Tianheng, Sword Cry Pierces the Heavens

The Great Soul Arena had three types of soul battles.

The first was a sparring match, intended for practice, where lethal blows were forbidden.

The second was a deathmatch, used to settle irreconcilable disputes.

The last was a wager match, used to mediate conflicts between nobles or clans. It was likewise a deathmatch.

After winning in the Great Soul Arena, one could earn badges.

Badges were divided into eight ranks: iron, bronze, silver, gold, purple gold, sapphire, ruby, and diamond.

Winning one match earned one point.

After achieving more than five consecutive victories, every additional consecutive win earned ten points.

After ten consecutive victories, each further consecutive win added one hundred points.

As Dugu Yan explained, she led Qi Dao to the area reserved for participating Soul Masters to watch matches.

Qi Dao asked curiously, "Senior, how many points have you accumulated so far?"

At his question, Dugu Yan's cheeks rarely flushed red.

Seeing that, Qi Dao felt he might have touched a sore spot and added, "If it's inconvenient for you, you don't have to say."

"What's inconvenient about it?"

"I've only accumulated one point so far," Dugu Yan said.

"One point?!"

After hearing that, a trace of astonishment flashed across Qi Dao's face as he looked at Dugu Yan in disbelief.

Dugu Yan noticed his gaze, and the emotions she had just calmed immediately threatened to break loose again. A flicker of embarrassment crossed her face.

"Don't think soul battles are easy. I first came to compete when I was level twenty-four, and now I've only won seven out of thirteen matches."

"And it's not just me. One of my friends has one of the continent's top beast martial souls. He came to the Great Soul Arena at level twenty-two, fought more than thirty matches, and has only accumulated a little over ten points."

There was no need to guess. That friend with a top-tier beast martial soul was most likely Yu Tianheng.

More than thirty soul battles, and only a little over ten points.

Was the pressure at the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena really that intense?

He had to see what it was all about!

The two watched the matches for a while. Before long, Qi Dao said to Dugu Yan, "It's almost my turn. I'll head to the preparation area first."

Dugu Yan smiled. "Little handsome guy, good luck. Don't talk such a big game, only to lose your very first soul battle."

Qi Dao had only risen halfway when he turned back and smiled calmly.

"There is absolutely no such possibility!"

With that, he turned and left.

Dugu Yan clicked her tongue as she watched his retreating figure.

"This kid still hasn't been beaten down by reality. Once the Great Soul Arena arranges a level twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster for him, he'll find out whether there's such a possibility."

The reason her and Yu Tianheng's points were so low was that when they had first started competing, their levels had not been high among Soul Grandmasters, so they were always matched against higher-level Soul Grandmasters.

Not to mention her—even Yu Tianheng lost more often than he won when facing Soul Grandmasters four or five levels above him.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul might be powerful, but it was not invincible, especially before its wielder mastered the Dragon Transformation skill.

Not long afterward, atop the soul battle platform.

The Great Soul Arena host stood at the center of the ring and announced loudly, "Next to enter are the Battle Soul Master Sword Sovereign, who possesses the Peerless Sword martial soul, versus the Battle Soul Master Yu Tianheng, who possesses the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul and has already achieved four consecutive victories."

In an instant, a burst of uproar erupted from the audience outside the battle platform. Their enthusiasm surged, and quite a few people began shouting Yu Tianheng's name.

Clearly, Yu Tianheng was already somewhat famous in the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.

After all, geniuses from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan like him were not commonly seen in the Great Soul Arena.

If someone managed to defeat him by luck, it would be enough to brag about for a lifetime.

And ordinary spectators felt that being able to watch such a soul battle was more than worth the price of admission.

As for Qi Dao, no one paid him any attention.

Though Sword Sovereign sounded like an imposing title, newcomers like this often received the harshest beatings in the Great Soul Arena.

The reason was simple: the title did not match the ability.

Taking such a pretentious name without having the strength to back it up—wasn't that just asking to be put in his place?

In the Soul Master spectators' area, Dugu Yan looked surprised upon hearing the host's announcement.

"What...?"

"Why did Tianheng come to the Great Soul Arena today too?"

And he had even run into Qi Dao.

At that thought, a trace of gloating appeared on Dugu Yan's face.

Running into Yu Tianheng in his first match meant Qi Dao was out of luck.

Yu Tianheng was a level twenty-seven Soul Grandmaster, five levels higher than Qi Dao, and he possessed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul.

Qi Dao could not possibly be his opponent.

Just as Dugu Yan was analyzing the situation, two figures emerged from the two Soul Master passageways connected to the arena.

One wore a fitted blue outfit, his face expressionless and features rigid, his entire body radiating an aura that warned strangers to keep away.

The other was slender and handsome, with a long sword hanging at his waist.

The two faced each other from afar. Seeing the age and appearance of his opponent, a relaxed look flashed through Yu Tianheng's eyes, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.

If nothing unexpected happened, he would secure his fifth consecutive victory after this match!

He had come to the Great Soul Arena at level twenty-two, and back then, he had mostly lost rather than won.

Now that his level had risen, he could finally enjoy the thrill of crushing weaker opponents.

The kid across from him looked even younger than he was. His level definitely could not be very high.

With that thought, Yu Tianheng chuckled and decided to teach the kid across from him a lesson today.

If your level was low, then train properly at the academy.

Did people like you really think they could handle the Great Soul Arena?

"Kid over there, don't say I didn't give you a chance."

"Make your move. Otherwise, once I move, you won't have another chance to attack!"

Yu Tianheng stood proudly, his expression indifferent as he spoke coldly.

He naturally carried the aura of a strong man.

Qi Dao looked at Yu Tianheng across from him. He had not expected the world to be so small either.

His first battle in the Great Soul Arena was actually against Yu Tianheng!

What a coincidence!

And Yu Tianheng was actually letting him attack first.

Since that was the case, he would gladly accept!

The corners of Qi Dao's mouth rose as he slowly drew Peerless.

When Yu Tianheng saw the faint Soul Power fluctuations on the Peerless Sword, his first reaction was not vigilance, but confusion.

This guy actually carried his martial soul around with him at all times.

Was he trying to attract attention?

Forget it. Whether he was showing off or not, this farce would soon be over!

Yu Tianheng released his martial soul as well.

A dazzling blue light lit up between his brows. Immediately afterward, streaks of blue-violet lightning burst forth like little snakes, winding around his body as an invisible pressure spread outward.

All around them, thousands upon thousands of spectators erupted into cheers at the sight.

"So cool! Is this the pressure of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul?"

"It's unbelievably powerful! No wonder it's known as the number one beast martial soul in the world!"

By comparison, aside from his looks and temperament, the Sword Sovereign with the impressive title seemed utterly ordinary.

And the sword in his hand had no special effects at all after being drawn.

This was supposed to be Sword Sovereign?

A wave of derisive sighs filled the air!

Qi Dao raised Peerless and flicked the blade with the bent fingers of his left hand.

The sword blade trembled and rang!

Qi Dao smiled lightly. "Peerless, today will be the first day your name shakes the world!"

"Stay sharp. Don't embarrass yourself!"

Clang!

In an instant, a dark golden radiance blazed from the sword blade.

A piercing sword cry shot straight toward the heavens!