Nine Hundred Million Ivory (Please Bookmark, Recommend, and Vote Monthly)

"Kid, the Great Soul Arena isn't a place for someone your age. Just surrender now, so I don't accidentally hurt you later!"

Iron Armor's voice carried an old-fashioned air. He looked at Wang Tianyi with utter disdain. After all, his Soul Power had reached level 35, a full three levels higher than Wang Tianyi's. He had also been through many battles, and his experience was nothing Wang Tianyi could compare to. In his eyes, Wang Tianyi was merely a greenhorn brat.

Faced with Iron Armor's provocation, Wang Tianyi showed no change in expression. His face remained calm, and there was even a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Hey, brat, what's with that look?"

What did it mean?

Yu Tianheng, standing nearby, barely held back his laughter. Wang Tianyi's expression at that moment was exactly the same as when he had fought Yu Tianheng!

That gaze, which seemed to look down on everyone equally, truly could infuriate Wang Tianyi's opponents. But what was even more infuriating was that Wang Tianyi genuinely had the capital to act that way.

The situation was strange. Iron Armor was red with rage, while Wang Tianyi remained perfectly calm. The contrast instantly made Wang Tianyi seem far more imposing. Such arrogance naturally offended many people, but some people loved exactly that sort of thing. In an instant, several cheers for Wang Tianyi rose from the stands.

Seeing that the atmosphere had reached its peak, the host stopped wasting words. After briefly announcing the rules, he gave the signal to begin!

The instant the signal appeared, Iron Armor, who had long since run out of patience, let out a furious roar. His body rapidly expanded, reaching a height of three meters in the blink of an eye. Two thick tusks curled around his shoulders like ornaments! Three Hundred-Year Soul Rings rose beneath Iron Armor's feet. His presence was indeed impressive. Anyone who could achieve four consecutive victories was certainly no pushover.

"Who do you think I am? I'm Iron Armor, the man with four straight wins!"

"First Soul Skill, Nine Hundred Million Ivory!"

Iron Armor's first Soul Skill was truly bizarre. He yanked the two tusks from his shoulders and hurled them at Wang Tianyi like throwing spears! The momentum was impressive, at least, though it looked painful just watching it!

But the first Soul Skill had only been a test! Enraged, Iron Armor intended to eliminate Wang Tianyi in one fell swoop. The remaining two Soul Rings beneath his feet lit up in succession.

"Second Soul Skill, Frenzied Mammoth!"

"Third Soul Skill, Iron Mountain Crash!"

The massive Iron Armor charged forward like a cannonball. It was hard to imagine that a purely strength-based battle Soul Master could possess such speed. Faced with this, the spectators in the stands had already lost all hope for Wang Tianyi. Iron Armor had fought this way in his previous matches; the four Soul Elders defeated by him had all been sent flying by his enormous body.

"You'll pay for your arrogance! Since I began cultivating, I've never encountered a Soul Master of the same level with greater strength than mine!"

Iron Armor seemed to see Wang Tianyi's miserable state already, yet Wang Tianyi's response remained as indifferent as ever. This was nothing less than naked contempt!

Since that was the case, Iron Armor had no intention of holding back. The two tusks struck Wang Tianyi's body first, followed by Iron Armor's huge frame smashing straight into him! Yet the scene the audience had expected, with Wang Tianyi being sent flying, did not occur. There was only a deafening boom from within the arena, followed by a cloud of dust that obscured their view.

"Sigh, it's over. What a bore!"

"Isn't that the truth? If that big idiot hadn't taken the initiative to get close, he might've lasted a little longer!"

"Competing in strength with Wang Tianyi? Hilarious. When he practiced his staff technique at the academy, he practically whipped up a tornado!"

The Imperial Fighting Team had already seen how this would end. They had never believed that Wang Tianyi could lose! And the truth was exactly as they expected. When the dust settled, the sight before them left the audience utterly silent!

Iron Armor, three meters tall and previously brimming with aggression, was now sprawled on the ground. He gripped Wang Tianyi's wrist with both hands, trying to pry open that iron-pincer-like palm. His eyes rolled back as he wailed miserably. Wang Tianyi held his head in one hand, and his palm was almost too small to grip it, but the audience could still see Iron Armor's severely distorted face.

"What's wrong, strongman? Weren't you going to compete with me in strength?"

The scene was simply too shocking!

Iron Armor was nearly twice as tall as Wang Tianyi, and his arms were as thick as Wang Tianyi's waist. Yet in terms of strength, he had been utterly crushed, not even qualified to resist.

"You sure had plenty of presence, but your Soul Skill name doesn't sound very lucky! Nine Hundred Million Ivory? Looks like land isn't your strong suit. You should head out to sea instead! Shout something like, 'Bring the ship alongside,' then happily offer up your head!"

Wang Tianyi's words left everyone else utterly confused, but Iron Armor sensed the thick mockery behind them. He was furious beyond measure. He struggled desperately, then decisively surrendered!

Though he had surrendered, he still did it with great presence!

This brat had not even used his Martial Soul, yet he had suppressed Iron Armor to this extent with physical strength alone. Iron Armor's Iron Armor Elephant Martial Soul possessed terrifying power. With the enhancement of three Soul Skills, even an ordinary Soul Ancestor would have to avoid his edge! So this brat's physical strength had actually surpassed that of a Soul Ancestor?

"Th-the match is over! Wang Tianyi wins this Soul Battle!"

This was perhaps the easiest money the host had ever earned. He did not need to rack his brains explaining the battle; he only needed to announce the start, then announce the end.

The entire arena erupted!

Those spectators who had not thought highly of Wang Tianyi instantly came alive, cheering like madmen! Within the Soul Arena, strength was everything. The strong received every honor, including, but not limited to, the fanatical worship of the audience!

The cheers were so pleasing to the ear that Wang Tianyi thoroughly enjoyed them. With a casual toss, he threw the towering Iron Armor away. He was merciful enough to spare his opponent the embarrassment of slinking off the stage, because he hurled Iron Armor more than twenty meters away, sending him straight to the exit passage!

Thus, Wang Tianyi stood alone at the center of the Great Soul Arena. He spread his arms, lifted his head so high it nearly reached the sky, and indulged in the cheers ringing in his ears.

"He really is flamboyant!"

Yu Feng smacked his lips below the stage, but the corner of his eye caught Qin Ming nearby, staring blankly. There was not a single word written on the paper in Qin Ming's hand!

Then again, how was one supposed to record such overwhelming strength?

Qin Ming knew only one thing!

The era in which the Imperial Fighting Team used one assault, one control, two defense, two agility assault, and one support was over. This unhealthy team formation should have been discarded long ago. Everything had been centered on Yu Tianheng alone, but now, someone capable of sharing that burden, even becoming an entirely new core, had appeared! If they encountered another Soul Master team of the same level in the future, there would be no need to think. The Black Tortoise Shield would push forward, poison would control the field, and then Wang Tianyi would charge in and send the enemy's main force flying with a single staff strike!

The image was too beautiful. Just thinking about it made Qin Ming so delighted that even a snot bubble formed at his nose!