Wang Yan's Shock and Confusion

Agility-type, twenty-seventh-ranked Battle Soul Grandmaster.

"Kid, I hear you're pretty cocky?" Ghost Shadow's voice was shrill and grating. "I hope your speed is at least half as fast as your mouth!"

Before his words had even faded, his figure vanished from the spot!

Several afterimages flickered and crossed across the Soul Fighting Arena, making it impossible to tell which one was the real body.

"So fast!"

"That guy called Thunder Dragon is finished. He can't even touch him!"

In a corner of the spectator stands, Wang Dong'er's pink-blue eyes were fixed tightly on the snow-white figure on the stage.

Facing Ghost Shadow's dazzling barrage of attacks, Yu Chen did not even raise an eyelid.

He merely stood where he was, quietly waiting.

Like a lifeless jade statue.

Seeing that he did not move, Ghost Shadow assumed he had been scared stupid by his speed. Sneering inwardly, he lashed out with a fierce claw strike at Yu Chen's neck from the trickiest possible angle!

Got him!

Just as his fingertips were about to touch that pale skin—

Yu Chen moved.

He did not turn around, nor did he even shift aside. He simply raised his right hand casually and flicked his index finger lightly at the air before him.

Sss.

An inconspicuous wisp of black flame appeared out of nowhere, then curved along a tiny arc in a trajectory that completely defied common sense.

Behind his mask, Ghost Shadow's pupils shrank to pinpoints!

He could only watch as that tiny black flame ignored all his speed and movement techniques and imprinted itself precisely... on his chest.

There was no explosion, no thunderous roar.

Like ink dropped into water, the black flame spread instantly.

All of Ghost Shadow's movements came to an abrupt halt. He froze in midair as his soul power barrier was burned through like paper. He fell stiffly backward, and by the time he hit the ground, he was already a charred human-shaped corpse.

One strike.

Another fucking one-hit kill!

The entire Soul Fighting Arena fell into an eerie silence. The spectators who had been jeering only a moment ago now looked like ducks being strangled, their mouths open but unable to make a sound.

Yu Chen withdrew his finger, his movement as casual as though he had merely brushed dust from his clothes.

He glanced at the host below the stage, his voice indifferent.

"Next."

In the VIP section, Teacher Wang Yan abruptly rose to his feet. Both hands pressed against the glass of the private room as he stared fixedly at Yu Chen below.

"Teacher Wang, what's wrong?" his colleague beside him asked, startled.

Wang Yan did not answer. His eyes were filled with shock and confusion.

"That flame... it tracks its target? No... that isn't tracking. It's a lock at the level of laws! Once he locks onto someone, no amount of speed means anything!"

"How... how is that possible?!"

The following matches completely became Yu Chen's personal showcase.

In the third match, his opponent was a level-thirty assault-type Soul Elder whose martial soul was the Giant Rock Rhino, possessing astonishing defensive power.

From the very beginning, he activated his strongest defensive soul skill. Thick stone armor covered his entire body, making him resemble a moving hill.

Yet when the Black Flame Bullet landed on him, the stone armor—which could withstand a full-force blow from a Soul Elder—melted silently like butter beneath a hot knife, leaving behind a fist-sized hole.

The Giant Rock Rhino Soul Elder did not even have time to groan before collapsing with a crash.

In the fourth match, his opponent was a control-type soul master whose martial soul was the Spiderweb Vine.

At the start, countless vines burst wildly from the ground, attempting to bind Yu Chen.

Yu Chen simply flicked out a finger again. Everywhere the Black Flame Bullet passed, every vine turned to ash, before it finally struck the soul master hiding behind them with perfect precision.

"Next."

"Next."

"Next..."

That indifferent voice echoed over the Soul Fighting Arena again and again.

Every time, it was exactly the same scene.

No matter what martial soul his opponents possessed, what their rank was, or what tactics they used.

The only answer they ever received was that seemingly insignificant wisp of black fire, containing boundless destructive power.

One-hit kills, clean and decisive.

The audience went from jeering, to shock, to numbness, until it finally became a kind of frenzied fanaticism!

"Thunder Dragon! Thunder Dragon! Thunder Dragon!"

"Kill him in one strike! Kill him in one strike!"

No one knew who started shouting first, but soon the entire Soul Fighting Arena was roaring like a mountain tsunami, chanting the codename that had only been born less than an hour ago.

Wang Dong'er sat in the corner, her small hands clutching the hem of her clothes so tightly that her knuckles had turned white.

The initial confusion and incomprehension had long vanished from her beautiful pink-blue eyes, replaced by an increasingly fervent, increasingly dazed radiance.

"Monster... he isn't human at all..."

She murmured to herself.

At Shrek Academy, she had seen countless gifted prodigies, yet never had she seen anyone like Yu Chen, someone who could turn battle into such pure, such tyrannical art!

This was no longer a duel between soul masters.

This was a god crushing mortals from a higher dimension!

"Next up is a two-versus-two Iron Soul Fighting match! The team of 'Thunder Dragon' and 'Violent Bear' will face the team of 'Blood Wolf Brothers'!"

When the host called out the lineup, a burly man walked onto the Soul Fighting Arena with a miserable expression.

He was Violent Bear, a level-thirty-two assault-type Soul Elder.

When he saw that his teammate was Thunder Dragon, his calves began to tremble.

You've got to be kidding! I'm teaming up with this fiend? What if he accidentally one-shots me too?

The Blood Wolf Brothers had clearly realized the same issue. They exchanged a glance, cruel smiles appearing on their faces.

"Focus fire on that Violent Bear first! No matter how strong this Thunder Dragon is, he's still only one person!"

The instant the match began, the Blood Wolf Brothers completely ignored Yu Chen and lunged at Violent Bear together!

Violent Bear was scared out of his wits and instinctively wanted to surrender.

But at that moment, a slender hand settled on his shoulder.

"Stand still. Don't move."

Yu Chen's indifferent voice reached him.

Then Yu Chen raised both hands and flicked his left and right index fingers at the same time.

Two Black Flame Bullets streaked out like two black meteors, tracing two entirely different paths as they shot toward the Blood Wolf Brothers on either side.

Fast!

Fast to the extreme!

The Blood Wolf Brothers did not even have time to react before the Black Flame Bullets struck them with perfect accuracy.

Their bodies froze abruptly in mid-lunge, then fell like two pieces of charred wood, one to the left and one to the right of Violent Bear's feet.

Violent Bear looked down at the unconscious opponents at his feet, then looked up at the white-clad youth beside him, whose aura had not changed in the slightest. His mouth hung open wide enough to fit an egg.

That was... it?

He had not even had the chance to attack. His martial soul had not even fully possessed him yet!

The entire arena fell deathly silent once more, followed immediately by even more frenzied cheers!

"Thunder Dragon! Thunder Dragon! Thunder Dragon!"

In the VIP section, Teacher Wang Yan slowly sat back down in his chair. He took off his glasses and rubbed the space between his brows wearily.

"Grave" was no longer enough to describe how he felt. What he felt was a profound sense of helplessness.