Soul Rings: Two Purple and One Black! The Entire Arena Was Shocked!

Zhu Zhuqing suddenly turned her head, nearly dropping the grilled meat skewer from her mouth.

"Where? I only ate this little!"

As soon as she finished speaking—

"Burp—"

A crisp burp suddenly escaped Zhu Zhuqing's mouth.

At that moment, silence fell.

Zhu Zhuqing froze on the spot.

Lin Ye lowered his head, his shoulders shaking with laughter.

"Damn it, what are you laughing at?!"

Zhu Zhuqing's face had already turned pink.

"I'm not laughing."

"You're clearly laughing!"

"I'm holding it in."

"Lin Ye, you big jerk!!"

Zhu Zhuqing stomped her feet in anger, turned, and left.

However, when she passed a stall selling Osmanthus Cake,

her footsteps slowed again,

and she began staring at it longingly.

Lin Ye: "..."

He then walked over, bought two pieces, and stuffed one into her hand.

"Eat. Food that reaches your mouth mustn't be wasted, as the ancients said."

Zhu Zhuqing took a bite of the Osmanthus Cake and snorted, but she did not argue.

Then she suddenly asked,

"Lin Ye, do you know that girl?"

"Not well." Lin Ye took a bite of the Osmanthus Cake and replied indifferently,

"We've only met once."

"...Oh."

Zhu Zhuqing did not ask any more questions.

But Lin Ye noticed that she was eating the Osmanthus Cake noticeably faster.

"Let's go. We've rested enough."

Lin Ye looked up at the sky. Dusk had already fallen.

"Tonight, we'll register for another match."

Night fell, and the Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena was brightly lit.

Compared to the daytime, the number of people at the night matches had doubled.

Nobles, gamblers, and Soul Masters streamed in, filling the stands.

Lin Ye and Zhu Zhuqing returned to the registration window.

"Two-on-Two. Register us."

"There are three Iron Soul Duel night matches remaining. No. 7 Soul Arena, first match."

"That one."

After registering, the two headed toward the passageway.

At the same time, a figure leaned against a stone pillar in a corner of the stands at No. 7 Soul Arena, arms folded across his chest.

It was Yu Tianheng.

He had not told Dugu Yan that he was coming.

But he had to come.

"Lin Ye..."

Yu Tianheng curled his lips disdainfully.

"Let me see what makes you worthy of Yanyan thinking so highly of you."

In his eyes, the match that afternoon was nothing.

Winning against a Level 38 Iron Soul Duel contestant without even summoning his Martial Soul?

That only meant the opponent was too weak. It proved nothing.

True strength depended on one's Martial Soul and Soul Rings.

As for Double Thousand-Year Spirit Rings?

He did not believe it.

A Level 37 Soul Master possessing Double Thousand-Year Spirit Rings?

Not unless the rules of Douluo Continent had all changed.

"Kid, you'll have to reveal your Martial Soul tonight, right?"

Yu Tianheng fixed his gaze on the passageway entrance.

"When you're exposed, let's see how Yanyan can still defend you."

At that moment, the referee's booming voice exploded over the Soul Arena:

"Match Twelve! Two-on-Two battle!"

"Red Team: Level 37 Lin Ye, Level 28 Zhu Zhuqing!"

"Blue Team: Level 39 Yu Tieshan, Level 35 Liu Qing!"

The moment Lin Ye and Zhu Zhuqing walked out of the passageway and onto the Soul Arena, people in the stands recognized them.

"It's them! That pair who won this afternoon without summoning their Martial Souls!"

"That kid is here! Is he still not going to summon his Martial Soul tonight?"

"And that beautiful partner... I came here for her!"

The clamor rose and fell.

Across from them, their two opponents were already in position.

Yu Tieshan, on the left, was a bearded, burly man nearly two meters tall, radiating a steady, imposing presence.

Level 39, just one step away from becoming a Soul Ancestor.

Liu Qing, on the right, was a lean-faced middle-aged man at Level 35. He spun a short blade in his hand, his eyes gloomy and sinister.

At that moment, someone in the stands recognized them.

"Look, look! It's actually those two ruthless men, Yu Tieshan and Liu Qing!"

"I heard they're exceptionally cruel to their opponents. By the end of a match, their opponents are basically crippled."

"And even if they can't win on the arena, they'll still get even afterward!"

"That kid is in trouble now."

Yu Tieshan sized Lin Ye up and said in a deep voice,

"You're the kid who won a match this afternoon without summoning your Martial Soul?"

"Mm."

"And tonight?" Yu Tieshan's gaze sharpened.

"Are you still planning not to summon your Martial Soul?"

"Tonight?"

Lin Ye tilted his head.

"Tonight is different."

Yu Tieshan frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Lin Ye did not answer.

"Both sides, prepare! Release your Martial Souls!" the referee ordered.

Yu Tieshan moved first.

"Scarlet Rock Giant Ape, possess me!"

Heavy red Soul Power surged from his body, and crimson fur burst forth from beneath his skin.

His arms swelled dramatically, his knuckles growing thick and massive.

Then three Soul Rings rose beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

The standard configuration of a Level 39 Soul Elder.

"Wind Serpent, possess me!"

Liu Qing's body suddenly became more slender, his legs bending slightly as a layer of wind blades shimmered over the short blade in his hand.

Three Soul Rings slowly lit up beneath him as well.

Overall,

one of them was a strength-type main attacker, while the other was a speed-type support.

This combination was far stronger than Niu Dali and Zhou Hai from the daytime match.

In a corner of the stands, Yu Tianheng's eyes narrowed slightly.

"A Level 39 Scarlet Rock Giant Ape. This combination isn't weak."

"I'd like to see how you handle this."

However, just as everyone's attention focused on the Red Team,

Lin Ye gave an order!

"Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, possess me!"

Buzz!!

An intense black evil aura instantly erupted from Lin Ye's body!

Purple lightning raced wildly around him, crackling sharply!

A fierce wind spread outward from him, sweeping dust and broken stones from the Soul Arena several meters into the air!

A suffocating Supreme Evil Aura instantly spread out!

That aura was incomparably ferocious.

Even Yu Tieshan instinctively took half a step back, his expression changing drastically.

"Th-this... what Martial Soul is that?!"

The once-noisy spectators instantly fell silent.

Those seated close to the Soul Arena felt chills run down their backs, their hairs standing on end.

"This aura... why is it so terrifying?"

"Why do I feel like... my Martial Soul is trembling?"

However, an even greater shock was yet to come.

Three Soul Rings slowly rose beneath Lin Ye's feet.

The first.

Purple.

A Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!

"A purple Soul Ring? His First Spirit Ring is already a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring?"

The second was still purple.

A Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!

"Two purple Soul Rings?! Double Thousand-Year Spirit Rings?!"

"How is that possible?! He's only Level 37!"

By then, people in the stands had already risen to their feet.

When Lin Ye's third Soul Ring lit up, the entire No. 7 Soul Arena exploded into uproar!

Black.

Pitch-black, ink-dark black.

It was a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring.

"Holy shit!!!!!"

"A Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring! That's a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!"

"Two Purple and One Black! At Level 37, he has Soul Rings of Two Purple and One Black? Am I seeing things?!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How can a Level 37 Soul Master absorb a Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring? That defies all reason!"

At that moment, the crowd's noise, screams, and arguments intertwined, nearly lifting the roof off.

On the Soul Arena, Yu Tieshan and Liu Qing had completely frozen in place.

Yu Tieshan's face was filled with shock!

Liu Qing nearly lost his grip on the short blade in his hand.

And in a corner of the stands,

Yu Tianheng stood stunned as if struck by lightning.

His body leaned forward, both hands gripping the stone railing before him tightly.

His knuckles turned white.

Two Purple and One Black.

It really was Two Purple and One Black.

"How... how could this be..."

Yu Tianheng's lips began to tremble slightly.

He was a direct disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.

Rank 39.

Two Yellow and One Purple.

That was already considered an outstanding Soul Ring configuration among his peers.

Yet the young man before him, whose rank was even lower than his, utterly crushed him in Soul Ring quality.

Two Purple and One Black against Two Yellow and One Purple.

"That's impossible..."