Control Yourself, Command Your Enemies

With a deafening roar, blue-purple lightning and Golden Soul Power burst forth in a chaotic explosion.

Dai Mubai's foot slid half a step back, but he managed to regain his balance. Yu Tianheng's dragon claw pressed down on his protective barrier, the electric arcs at his fingertips crackling, but it failed to penetrate the defense.

The two men were locked in a stalemate on the table for a moment, then exerted their strength simultaneously, each taking a step back.

The two sides are evenly matched.

Battles broke out almost simultaneously in several other directions of the Soul Arena Platform.

Zhu Zhuqing faced off against Ghost Leopard Osler.

Both of them moved with incredible speed, their figures flashing and darting across the platform. Black afterimages and silver-gray shadows collided and separated, each collision accompanied by a series of dense metallic scraping sounds.

Osler's Ghost Leopard Martial Soul made his limbs long and agile, with a layer of dark silver luster on the tips of his claws. Every pounce was aimed at Zhu Zhuqing's vital points.

Zhu Zhuqing dodged with the Hell Stab and retaliated with the Netherworld Hundred Claws, but Osler was a fraction faster than her. Every time her claws were about to touch him, he slid away first.

Xiao Wu was facing Yu Feng.

Yu Feng's Martial Soul is the Wind Chime Bird, with a pair of white wings spread out on his back, and he is suspended in mid-air.

But Xiao Wu had an extremely strong jumping ability; she leaped high onto the platform and kicked fiercely towards Yu Feng.

Yu Feng easily dodged the attack by spinning halfway around in the air.

The battle raged simultaneously from three directions, but apart from the evenly matched engagement between Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng, the other two engagements saw them at a disadvantage.

Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda continuously switched its light, amplifying power and speed respectively on Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu, trying her best to maintain the situation.

Ye Lin stood at the very front of the group, his gaze sweeping across the three battlefields one by one.

He didn't rush to move, but instead focused his attention on the two people at the very back of the Imperial Fighting Team.

The two burly Soul Masters stood side by side, flanking Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, their arms crossed over their chests, like two stone walls standing side by side.

He took a deep breath, lowered his center of gravity, and began to walk in that direction.

His steps were slow and steady, his right hand hanging at his side, his fingers slightly open and closed, as he calmly pressed down towards the two mountains.

Dugu Yan stood behind the Shi Brothers, a slight smile playing on her lips, and let out a soft hum.

The Shi Brothers stood side by side, watching the figure approach step by step. Shi Mo stood on the left, Shi Mo on the right.

They were burly, with their arms crossed over their chests, like two stone statues.

Shi Mo watched Ye Lin approach, a smirk playing on his lips. "What's this kid up to? Coming here to die?"

Qin Ming stood at the edge of the Soul Arena Platform, his hands behind his back, watching Ye Lin's calm and unhurried gait, his brows furrowing slightly.

He had seen many fighting styles, but he couldn't understand the one in front of him.

Without speeding up, without detouring, without covering his tracks, he walked straight toward the two defensive-type Soul Masters, as if he were about to deliver himself right to their mouths.

Dugu Yan chuckled, slightly raising her chin. "I know you're very strong. But if you think you can break through the Black Tortoise's defenses with that, I think you're dreaming."

Ye Lin walked until he was three steps away from Shi Mo before stopping.

His gaze swept between the Shi Mo and the Shi Mo, then settled on the Shi Mo, his right hand hanging at his side with his fingers slightly spread.

Shi Mo sneered, his Second Soul Ring lit up, Shield Transformation.

A thick layer of tortoise shell spread out from his arm, forming a shield half the height of a person in front of him. He pushed the shield forward, lowered his whole body, and pressed his center of gravity firmly, waiting for Ye Lin to crash into him.

Ye Lin threw a punch.

His right fist swung out from his side and slammed straight into the tortoise shield.

The moment the fist struck the shield, a muffled thud exploded on the Soul Arena Platform.

Shi Mo's expression changed.

Two thin cracks appeared on the table beneath his feet, and he slid half a step backward.

The surface of the tortoise shield didn't crack, but his left arm, which was gripping the shield, trembled slightly from the impact of the punch, and a tingling numbness ran through his bones.

His eyes widened, and he managed to squeeze out, "What incredible strength!"

Ye Lin did not stop.

His left hand reached out and gripped the left edge of the tortoise shield with his five fingers, while his right hand gripped the right edge from below.

With both hands exerting force, his ten fingers were like ten iron nails embedded in the gaps of the shield, and then he pulled himself upwards.

Shi Mo's feet left the ground.

Ye Lin lifted the tortoise shield with both hands, raising it along with himself.

Shi Mo kicked twice in the air, his expression changing from contempt to astonishment.

"I don't need to break through his defenses head-on."

Ye Lin's voice came out.

"All I need to do is throw it out of the Soul Arena."

Ye Lin couldn't help but recall what his teacher Yu Xiaogang, had told him.

"The essence of a control-type Soul Master lies in controlling oneself and dominating the enemy."

Throwing the opponent out of the game, using the rules to prevent them from participating, isn't that also a form of control?

Shi Mo suddenly came to his senses.

His Second Soul Ring flashed again, the Shield Transformation dissipated, and the tortoise shell vanished from his arm, reforming onto his body.

His body suddenly became heavy, and his entire weight pressed down on Ye Lin.

Without the shield to hold onto, Ye Lin's hand was empty as Shi Mo's massive body slammed down on him.

"Let's see how you catch me!" Shi Mo roared in mid-air, spreading his arms wide.

"You want to throw me out? I'll crush you to death first!"

Ye Lin shifted his feet, activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and slid half a step backward, just enough to clear the way for Shi Mo's fall.

The Shi Mo fell onto the spot where he had just been standing.

"I was just kidding. I never intended to throw you out; I just wanted to lower your defenses."

Control the enemy and force them to lower their defenses.

"Good day." Ye Lin's voice was as calm as if he were saying that the weather was nice today.

Without the tortoise shield, I'll break through your defenses.

The light from Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda fell from behind, amplifying his power.

The First Soul Ring lit up, and with Great Strength, the attack power increased by 50%.

The Second Soul Ring lit up immediately, and the Soul-Transformed Strength was activated, converting 20% of the Soul Power into pure energy that flowed into the body.

Ye Lin reached for the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night at his waist with his left hand, pulled out a piece of soft tofu that Oscar had given him beforehand to restore Soul Power, and popped it into his mouth.

The warm power slid down his throat, instantly replenishing some of the Soul Power he had just expended.

The Dark Gold Dreadclaw spread out on his right hand, the five claw tips drawing a Golden arc under the light.

The ferocious aura of the External Soul Bone was fully unleashed at this moment.

That murderous aura emanating from the marrow of the six-thousand-year-old Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear,

The combined power of Ye Lin's three layers of amplification caused the air in front of them to distort slightly.