Dropped Light Orb, First Reward

"The match begins!"

At the referee's command.

Niu Dali's Martial Soul appeared behind him in an instant.

Dai Mubai wanted to see whether he could contend with Niu Dali without using his Martial Soul.

However, in the next moment, the Martial Soul that appeared behind Niu Dali was not a Blood Ox at all.

"Whoosh—"

Niu Dali's burly body charged toward Dai Mubai like a gust of wind.

It turned out that Niu Dali's honest, simple appearance had all been an act.

His Martial Soul was not a Blood Ox at all.

It was a Blood Shadow Leopard.

A Martial Soul exceptionally skilled in speed!

That terrifying speed startled Dai Mubai.

In the blink of an eye, Niu Dali shot across from the other side of the arena and arrived less than five meters from Dai Mubai.

"That speed... so fast!"

Dai Mubai felt a gust of Astral Wind rushing toward him.

That nimble speed startled even Dai Mubai.

With the enhancement of his Soul Rings, Dai Mubai's speed was already fast enough.

Even ordinary high-level Soul Ancestors would likely be unable to surpass Dai Mubai in speed.

But this guy before him, his speed...

Was so fast!

There was simply no time to react!

It seemed...

That although his own speed was fast, it still lagged far behind that of a high-level Agility Attack Type Soul Ancestor using Soul Skills?

What Dai Mubai did not know, however, was that—

All four of Niu Dali's Soul Rings had been focused on speed.

His strength was very weak.

If he wanted to win, he could basically only rely on his speed and use kinetic energy to launch an explosive strike.

Niu Dali was also quite an unusual person.

Whenever he went Soul Hunting, he would swiftly unleash a burst of attacks.

Once, Niu Dali had offended a Soul Emperor and was chased down by him.

Yet Niu Dali had forcibly relied on his four Soul Skills to escape.

That was indeed an astonishing record.

Someone even a Soul Emperor could not catch was naturally beyond Dai Mubai's ability to keep up with.

His opponent was as fast as the wind and had already closed in on Dai Mubai's face.

The force of it even tousled Dai Mubai's hair.

Fortunately, I have a cheat.

Dai Mubai silently thought to himself.

Otherwise, he might really have fallen here.

This Niu Dali, who looked so honest, was actually this cunning.

"I'm sorry. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for trusting people too easily! Be more careful in your next life."

Niu Dali was incomparably pleased with himself.

Niu Dali was confident that with such a swift sneak attack, even a Soul King might not be able to evade it.

It could only be said that no one who dared enter a Life-and-Death Battle was simple.

"Not good!"

Su Xiong cried out from the crowd.

Although Su Xiong had always felt that Niu Dali might not be trustworthy.

He had never expected this man to unleash such incredible speed.

Even with Su Xiong's cultivation as a Soul Saint, his reaction was half a beat too slow.

Su Xiong hurriedly rushed forward.

But it was already too late. Dai Mubai would most likely die on the spot...

At that moment, Su Xiong's heart was filled with despair.

However, just then.

On the battle platform.

Dai Mubai's figure vanished in an instant.

"Where did he go?!"

Niu Dali's strike missed.

He could hardly believe it.

With his speed, even some Soul Kings or even Soul Emperors would be unable to react, much less defend against it.

With his Level 49 Soul Power, no matter how cautious his opponent was, they could not possibly block his sneak attack.

Not to mention that this so-called Hand of Asura had been caught off guard.

But...

Where was he?

How was his speed even faster than Niu Dali's?

Niu Dali could not understand it. How could anyone possibly be faster than him?

"Behind you!"

The audience held their breath before suddenly shouting.

Immediately afterward, a violent claw lashed out fiercely.

"Ah!"

An intense stabbing pain erupted from behind him, making Niu Dali cry out involuntarily.

The immense force instantly shattered several pieces of Niu Dali's spine.

The strike directly knocked his whole body to the ground.

"Cough, cough... You... how... how could you possibly..."

Niu Dali collapsed onto the ground, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

Because his spine had fractured in several places.

The agony left him almost unable to move.

He could only close his eyes and speak with his back facing Dai Mubai.

"This..."

"How did he do that?"

For a moment, the entire arena was filled with confusion.

None of them had seen exactly how Dai Mubai had knocked Niu Dali down in an instant.

But before long, no one cared anymore.

They no longer cared why it had happened.

This scene had been so utterly unexpected.

Such a counterattack was simply spectacular, sending their adrenaline soaring.

That was enough.

That was enough.

For them.

Soon, deafening cheers erupted from the audience stands.

"Hand of Asura! Hand of Asura!"

Su Xiong, who had rushed beneath the platform, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately...

Fortunately, His Highness was all right.

He had never expected His Highness to be so strong. It was simply beyond all expectation.

Su Xiong could not help thinking.

The manager watching nearby also had a shocked look in his eyes.

Although he had been keeping an eye on Su Xiong, he had also watched every movement on the platform.

Just moments ago, he had already prepared himself.

If Su Xiong had tried to intervene to protect Dai Mubai, he would have stopped Su Xiong from breaking the Great Soul Arena's rules.

Yet Dai Mubai had actually countered Niu Dali in an instant.

Even he could not see that kind of speed clearly!

"Who exactly is this Hand of Asura? How can a Soul Ancestor display such speed?"

The manager asked himself two questions in a row. His mind was utterly shaken.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

With Niu Dali severely injured, countless spectators began shouting as well.

They had previously enjoyed watching Niu Dali pretend to be honest before suddenly launching a sneak attack.

Yet now, Niu Dali had been counter-killed by Dai Mubai.

This made the entire audience cry out in unison.

And when those cries reached Niu Dali's ears.

They filled him with utter terror.

"Please, don't kill me. Although I deceived you, there is one thing I truly did not lie about! I really entered the Death Match to save someone, I..."

Niu Dali begged without stopping. His spine was broken—where could he possibly find the strength to fight back?

He could only continue begging desperately.

However, as Dai Mubai listened to Niu Dali's pleas and the almost fanatical shouts of the audience.

His expression remained blank as he slowly walked to Niu Dali.

Then, he drove his Soul Power through Niu Dali's heart.

What the other man had done it for had nothing to do with him.

However, at that very moment.

A dazzling orb of light dropped from the corpse.

The incomparably familiar sight made Dai Mubai freeze where he stood.