Dragon's Might Shakes the Arena

The arena floor swiftly returned to level ground under the power of the Soul Masters, but the heavy atmosphere in the air did not lessen in the slightest. With the Li Family standing at two wins and three losses, every match that followed was crucial. When the referee announced the next names, the entire Azure Dragon Arena fell silent for an instant before erupting into even fiercer uproar.

"One-on-one, sixth match! Li Family, Li Longyue! Thick Earth Sect, Zheng Shan!"

Following the announcement, Li Longyue's towering, mountain-like figure steadily stepped onto the arena. His face was square, his gaze calm. Simply standing there, he gave off an unshakable sense of weight and solidity. The muscle lines beneath his dark red fitted outfit were not exaggerated, yet they contained explosive power. When seven perfectly proportioned soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—slowly rose beneath his feet, especially the three black ten-thousand-year soul rings so deep they seemed capable of swallowing light, gasps rang out from the stands.

"Se... seventy-seventh level?!"

"Three ten-thousand-year soul rings! My god!"

"So this is the owner of the Mountain Dragon King martial soul? That Soul Power Level... it has to be the highest in the East District right now, doesn't it?"

"The Thick Earth Sect is in trouble now. Zheng Shan is only level sixty-eight..."

The Thick Earth Sect's sixth contestant, Zheng Shan, wore an extremely grave expression, and there was even a trace of unconcealed horror in his eyes. The nine-level gap in Soul Power, coupled with the possible suppression a top-tier dragon martial soul held over an ordinary earth-element martial soul, cast a shadow over his heart before the battle had even begun. But as a disciple of the Thick Earth Sect, resilience was fundamental to him. He took a deep breath and