11 Straight Wins, Promoted to Bronze Soul Fighter

In the Great Soul Arena's spectator stands, several audience members who had placed bets began chatting.

"Have you heard? This Western Poison only registered two days ago, yet he's already won ten straight matches. If he wins this one, he'll be promoted to a Bronze Soul Fighter."

"Of course I heard. I already bet on him to win this time, but the odds are too low."

"You two probably don't know who his opponent is this time. It's Shi Xiong. His Stone-Armored Bear martial soul is a top-tier soul beast that combines defense and strength."

"He's also the young sect master of the Stone Armor Sect, one of the seven great sects and a subordinate sect of the Elephant Armor Sect."

"As the number one sect in the Hagen-Dazs Kingdom, the Stone Armor Sect's sect master, Shi Potian, has even reached Rank 81, the realm of a Soul Douluo."

"With the backing of such a sect, how weak could their young sect master possibly be? This Western Poison is indeed formidable. His poison techniques are so elusive that no one can detect them."

"But unfortunately, he's facing Shi Xiong, the Stone Armor Sect's young sect master, this time. He's a Rank 46 Soul Ancestor. I'm afraid that eleven-win streak is about to end."

The two people who had been talking turned toward the speaker and saw a wealthy merchant in a bright red robe, somewhat plump in build.

He spoke with a confident expression.

The two spectators exchanged glances before asking.

"You're that sure Shi Xiong can defeat Western Poison? As far as I know, Western Poison is already a Soul Ancestor as well."

"And his poison techniques are extremely powerful."

"Believe it or not, I've already wagered one thousand Gold Soul Coins."

Seeing the red-robed merchant's confident demeanor, the two began to waver.

Just then, two figures slowly emerged onto the arena floor. One was Dugu Feng, dressed in a black robe and looking like a dwarf.

The other was Shi Xiong, the Stone Armor Sect's young sect master, who was already over nineteen.

He stood nearly two meters tall, looking imposing and powerful, with a pair of phoenix eyes.

"I hear you're Western Poison. Until now, you've defeated your opponents with poison without using a single soul skill. I'd like to see whether your poison is really that formidable."

Dugu Feng merely gave him a calm glance. If he unleashed his pill poison at full strength, even a Soul King would suffer, let alone Shi Xiong. Even a Soul Emperor would be in trouble.

As for a Soul Saint, if Dugu Feng had time to prepare, he was confident he could kill one. But in a hasty battle, he could only avoid their edge.

"You're the strongest opponent I've encountered so far, but you're still not qualified to make me unleash my martial soul."

A voice came from beneath the hood.

It was somewhat hoarse and sounded elderly.

Shi Xiong flew into a rage upon hearing this.

He was the sect's greatest genius. Ever since he began cultivating, he had never met an equal.

His Innate Soul Power had been Rank 9, which was why he had reached Rank 46 Soul Power before even turning nineteen.

Countless people had praised him, calling him someone with the potential to become a Titled Douluo.

Whoever met him treated him with utmost respect. No one had ever dared speak to him like this.

"I'd like to see what you're made of!"

Shi Xiong said angrily, having already made up his mind.

In a moment, he would strike hard and beat Dugu Feng half to death.

His Stone-Armored Bear martial soul feared poison the least and possessed an extremely strong resistance to toxins.

When ordinary poison-type soul masters faced him, all they could do was take a beating.

"It seems both contestants are full of fighting spirit. Begin!"

At the referee's command, four soul rings—two yellow and two purple—appeared beneath Shi Xiong's feet.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Stone-Shattering Heavenshock!"

Shi Xiong's Stone-Armored Bear martial soul appeared behind him. Much of the bear's body was covered in stone armor, and its eyes radiated brutality.

Soul Power surged around Shi Xiong as a massive boulder formed from Soul Power with a thunderous crash.

The veins in Shi Xiong's arms bulged as he controlled the boulder condensed from Soul Power and hurled it at Dugu Feng.

The boulder weighed ten thousand jin.

As it crashed toward Dugu Feng, it was like Mount Tai bearing down on him.

Dugu Feng stood perfectly still. Watching the incoming boulder, he merely raised a hand as Soul Power gathered in his palm.

He lightly thrust out his palm at the boulder rushing toward him.

Toad Style waited calmly for motion, building power before striking later.

The instant his palm force collided with the boulder, it shattered the boulder outright, turning it into a sky full of dust and sand.

Dugu Feng's figure became an afterimage amid the dust. Before Shi Xiong could react—

A palm struck directly across his face, slamming into him with savage force.

That single slap sent him spinning across the ground like a top.

Dugu Feng immediately launched another palm strike.

Before the palm arrived, the wind did.

With a single blow, Shi Xiong was smashed firmly into the wall of the Great Soul Arena.

Dugu Feng then slowly raised his head and looked toward the referee, whose face was filled with shock.

He had thought this would be an exhilarating battle, but it was still a one-sided crushing defeat. This time, Dugu Feng had not even used poison.

He had relied entirely on his movement technique and strength, without a trace of soul skill fluctuations.

"Western Poison wins this match!"

Dugu Feng then went to the front desk to exchange for a Bronze Soul Fighter badge.

According to the Great Soul Arena's rules, one could advance to Bronze Soul Fighter upon earning one hundred points.

An ordinary victory granted one point.

After five consecutive victories, each match granted an additional ten points.

After eleven consecutive victories, the points would accumulate to one hundred and fifty-five, and one would be promoted to Bronze Soul Fighter.

"Sir is so young, yet already possesses such strength. I am truly impressed."

At that moment, a voice entered Dugu Feng's ears directly.

Dugu Feng's brow furrowed slightly. Looking around, he spotted an elderly man wearing glasses some distance away, watching him with a faint smile.

Dugu Feng walked over. He could sense that this old man had likely reached the realm of a Soul Saint.

The old man's eyes were like an eagle's as he examined Dugu Feng from head to toe. Then his gaze suddenly landed on the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch at Dugu Feng's waist.

"May I ask what relationship you have with His Excellency the Poison Douluo?"

Dugu Feng was startled. He had not expected this man to see through his background.

His gaze immediately shifted to the Wishful Hundred Treasure Pouch at his waist.

"Sir truly has sharp eyes. Not only did you see through my disguise, but you also recognized that this storage Soul Tool came from the Poison Douluo."

"My martial soul is my eyes. No disguise in this world can escape these eyes of mine. Besides, you merely altered your appearance. Any strong expert with even a little ability could see through it."

"The Poison Douluo is my grandfather. My name is Dugu Feng."

Surprise appeared on the old man's face upon hearing Dugu Feng's words.

"Allow me to formally introduce myself. I am the manager of the Hagen-Dazs Great Soul Arena. My name is Sima Kong."

"My family is one of the forces behind the Great Soul Arena's establishment. We are a neutral force on the continent and will not participate in anyone's conflicts, but I still wish to offer you a word of advice: leave quickly."

"Behind Shi Xiong stands the Stone Armor Sect, the number one sect in the Hagen-Dazs Kingdom. It is backed by the Elephant Armor Sect and has extremely close ties with Spirit Hall. Moreover, Shi Xiong has always been arrogant and overbearing."

"Even the Hagen-Dazs royal family must give him some face. Though fists and feet have no eyes in the Great Soul Arena, you humiliated him so thoroughly that he certainly will not let this go. I do not want the Poison Douluo's grandson to suffer any mishap in our Great Soul Arena, nor do I want anything to happen to you in the Hagen-Dazs Kingdom."

Sima Kong naturally knew Dugu Bo's temperament. If Dugu Feng truly died here—

He feared Dugu Bo would go mad and begin a massacre.

"Thank you, Manager Sima. Until we meet again."

Dugu Feng knew that even a powerful dragon could not suppress a local snake. There was no need to confront the Stone Armor Sect head-on.

If the Stone Armor Sect truly wanted revenge, then when he earned his title, he would not mind wiping out the Stone Armor Sect.