You're a Woman, So I'll Let You Attack First

Bibi Dong brought over a cold drink.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing. I just thought someone's back looked familiar."

Jiang Qingyu took the cold drink and had a sip. It tasted pretty good.

Three flavors?

That was rather unique.

Meanwhile, one level below, the people Shen Yifeng found familiar were the Clear Sky Twin Stars, Tang Hao and Tang Chen, along with their grandfather Tang Chen, one of the three ultimate Douluo alongside Qian Daoliu.

Tang Hao was waiting for word and preparing to board when a staff member hurried over without pause.

"Sect Master Tang, all Soul Emperor-level contestants are currently preparing for their matches. There are no other Soul Emperor contestants available. We can offer you two options. Would you like to hear them?"

The staff member explained nervously.

That was Tang Chen standing before him. Which bastard had sent him here?

When he got back, he would twist off that guy's second brother.

The upright Tang Chen looked displeased at those words, his gaze settling on the staff member. The latter broke out in a cold sweat and did not dare raise his head.

"What are the options? Speak."

The staff member swallowed and hurriedly answered, "First, we can arrange a Soul Saint-level opponent for your grandson. Second, you may transfer to another Soul Fighting Arena to compete."

Tang Chen turned to Tang Hao beside Tang Xiao. The young man was full of arrogance, with an unyielding sharpness radiating from his entire body.

"Hao'er, what do you think?"

"Grandfather, I choose the Soul Saint." Tang Hao raised his chin, his tone firm. "The Clear Sky Hammer is the number one martial soul under heaven. What's wrong with fighting above my level?"

Tang Chen laughed heartily, his eyes full of approval. "Good. As expected of my grandson."

He then looked at the staff member. "Who is this Soul Saint?"

"His name is Jiang Qingyu. His martial soul is the Flame Phoenix Sword, and he broke through to Soul Saint not long ago," the staff member hurriedly replied.

"Good. Him, then." Tang Chen made the decision immediately.

Tang Hao froze slightly. Had he heard the name Jiang Qingyu somewhere before?

It sounded familiar, yet he simply could not remember.

On the other side, Jiang Qingyu received notice that it was time for him to enter.

"He's here, he's here! Go on, little Qingyu! Grandpa Guang Ling will cheer for you!"

Guang Ling Douluo encouraged him enthusiastically.

"Enough, Grandpa Guang Ling. Tone down your childishness." Jiang Qingyu shook his head helplessly and turned toward the passageway.

Ignoring Guang Ling Douluo, he headed into the tunnel leading to the Soul Fighting Platform. Inside was a pitch-black space, but the lights and surging cheers ahead were clearly visible and audible.

The moment he walked out of the passageway, the entire arena erupted, followed by thunderous cheers.

"Oh my god, who is that?"

"So beautiful! Even prettier than my wife."

Screams rang out one after another. When Jiang Qingyu stepped onto the Soul Fighting Platform, his entire figure was exposed beneath the spotlights.

Jiang Qingyu stood in the center of the arena, white hair falling over his shoulders and back. His crimson eyes swept coldly across the venue, and his skin was as pale as snow. His beauty was enough to make fish sink and geese fall, leaving more than half the audience staring blankly at his face.

Jiang Qingyu had long grown used to such reactions. His gaze fell directly upon the passageway opposite him.

Who would this battle be against?

A moment later, Tang Hao strode onto the platform. The young man wore a fitted outfit, his features hard and proud, his steps steady and powerful.

When he saw Jiang Qingyu's appearance clearly, he abruptly stopped and frowned. He had only thought the name sounded familiar. He never expected his opponent to look like this. He looked so young, yet he was already a Soul Saint.

The curvaceous female host in a qipao stepped to the edge of the platform and announced loudly:

"Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect versus Jiang Qingyu."

"One is a Soul Emperor, and the other is a Soul Saint. Both parties have already agreed to this match."

With that, the woman in the qipao stepped down from the platform.

Immediately afterward, six soul rings lit up beneath Tang Hao's feet at once: two yellow, two purple, and two black. His Soul Emperor-level soul power burst forth in full.

The pitch-black Clear Sky Hammer appeared in response, smashing heavily into the bluestone floor of the platform.

"I won't take advantage of you. You attack first, so no one can say that I, Tang Hao, bullied a girl."

Tang Hao lifted his chin, his voice carrying an innate arrogance.

When out in the world, he represented the Clear Sky Sect. Naturally, he had to give girls some leeway.

Jiang Qingyu raised an eyebrow, finding it rather amusing.

With a flick of his wrist, the Flame Phoenix Sword left its sheath. Scarlet radiance swept through the air above the platform as seven soul rings rose beneath his feet in sequence: one yellow, one purple, and five black.

The instant Tang Hao saw Jiang Qingyu's soul ring configuration, his pupils contracted sharply. He was nearly enraged to death.

His second soul ring was a thousand-year ring, and his third was actually a ten-thousand-year ring.

"Since that's the case, then I won't hold back."

Jiang Qingyu's tone was calm, without the slightest hint of provocation.

Below the platform, Guang Ling Douluo crossed his arms and laughed, saying to Bibi Dong beside him:

"Just watch. Little Qingyu is about to teach Tang Hao a lesson."

Tang Hao's face tensed. Could he still take back what he had just said?

"First Soul Skill, Phoenix Flame Slash!"

Jiang Qingyu gripped the hilt tightly, leaped into the air, and swung out a crescent-shaped slash of blazing sword energy.

"Tricks!"

Tang Hao snorted. Was that all?

Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer and smashed it toward the sword energy.

The result was that Tang Hao was sent flying by the slash, while both his arms began to burn and tremble.

"How is that possible?"

Tang Hao was shocked.

It was only an ordinary soul skill, yet it could inflict such searing damage.

As the number one tool martial soul under heaven, how could the Clear Sky Hammer lose to the Flame Phoenix Sword? No way would he let this continue!

After staggering back to his feet, Tang Hao drew a deep breath. The muscles in his arms bulged continuously while the flames in his palms kept scorching him.

"Third Soul Skill, Clear Sky Body Protection!"

"Second Soul Skill, Clear Sky Might Enhancement!"

As his low shout fell, Tang Hao kicked off the ground and charged forward. His second and third soul rings flashed in succession as the hammer, wrapped in fierce winds, crashed toward Jiang Qingyu.

The Chaotic Wind Hammer Technique activated at the same time. Each hammer strike borrowed the rebound force to stack more power, the hammer shadows growing denser and denser as the wind howled.

Jiang Qingyu stood with his sword in hand, shifting his steps lightly. The Flame Phoenix Sword tapped lightly against the hammer each time, precisely deflecting its force.

Flames spread along the blade, forcing Tang Hao to repeatedly withdraw his strength and evade.

Every time he touched the Flame Phoenix Sword, its heat passed into his body. No matter how much power he stacked, he might turn into roasted meat before he could fully build it up.

Jiang Qingyu felt that this hammer technique was indeed exquisite. If he were still a Soul Emperor, if his attributes had not completely evolved to their peak, and if he had not absorbed the Icefire Dragon Bones—

He might truly have been unable to handle it so easily.

When Tang Hao reached his twenty-seventh hammer strike, he suddenly roared.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Clear Sky Blood Detonation!"

All the accumulated power condensed into the Clear Sky Hammer as a Sky-Piercing Strike blasted toward Jiang Qingyu, its penetrating force tearing the air with a sharp screech.

Sky-Piercing Strike was an explosive attack.

"Second Soul Skill, Bloodburn."

Jiang Qingyu spoke calmly. His aura suddenly surged as the soul skill burned his own blood in exchange for increasing his next three attacks by fifty percent.

Jiang Qingyu swung his sword in a horizontal slash, and Phoenix Flame Slash met Sky-Piercing Strike with flames that swelled violently.

Amid a thunderous explosion, shockwaves spread outward, shattering the bluestone of the platform layer by layer.

Tang Hao gave a muffled grunt. His Clear Sky Body Protection cracked inch by inch, and he was sent flying back once more, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

"Damn, you woman are fierce."

Tang Hao discovered that his arms, and even his entire body, were already on the verge of being roasted through.

Below the platform, Tang Chen suddenly sat upright. The explosive power of this young man's soul skills far surpassed that of an ordinary Soul Saint.

"Just who is this person?"