The Fight Was Too Easy-He Challenged All of Vast Sea City!

The one-sided match had barely stirred Lin Hao's emotions.

Nor had it given him any particular insight.

The fight had been too easy. It hadn't even put him under as much pressure as training did.

He needed to find a way to make the fights harder.

After Lin Hao left the arena, stories about him spread like wildfire through the Vast Sea Great Soul Arena.

A boy who speared fish had killed a powerful Soul Ancestor as easily as spearing a fish, without even using a Soul Skill.

Lin Hao became famous overnight. Many shrewd gamblers immediately began asking about his next match, hoping to make a quick profit.

Before long, news spread from the Great Soul Arena in Vast Sea City.

The "Fish-Spearing Boy" who had casually killed a Soul Ancestor in one move would hold an open challenge at the Vast Sea Great Soul Arena. Anyone below Soul Emperor could face him, with up to seven challengers at once.

Anyone who defeated him would win one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins.

It wasn't that Lin Hao could only fight seven people. The Great Soul Arena's rules allowed no more than seven challengers in a match.

At the news, Soul Masters throughout Vast Sea City went wild.

"Hahaha! Some wet-behind-the-ears brat crawls out of nowhere, gains a little strength, and thinks he's above every Soul Master under heaven. I've never seen anyone so eager to hand me money."

"A mere Soul Ancestor dares to challenge Soul Kings? Several of them, no less? He really thinks he's somebody."

"What an idiot. I'm more curious whose hands he'll die at."

"I bet he'll crawl out of the Great Soul Arena in Vast Sea City tonight."

Not a single Soul Master believed Lin Hao could pull it off.

Reaching Soul King marked the beginning of a Soul Master's second great transformation. By that stage, body and mind had fully developed and could withstand the impact of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Soul Masters at that level served as instructors at advanced academies and formed the backbone of top sects.

Even a talented Soul Ancestor would struggle against an ordinary Soul King.

Who among those who reached Soul King was a simple figure? The best of them could even shit on the head of a Level 98 Titled Douluo.

For tens of thousands of years, no one had surpassed a feat of that caliber.

Though no one believed Lin Hao could do it, the spectacle was irresistible. As the news spread, excitement around the Great Soul Arena in Vast Sea City reached a fever pitch.

It even began spreading to nearby cities.

The following night, the Great Soul Arena in Vast Sea City blazed with lights and bustled with noise.

Spectators packed nearly every corner of the arena.

Lin Hao had set all of Vast Sea City ablaze with excitement.

In his private training room, Lin Hao rested with his eyes closed, waiting for the Soul Fighting match to begin.

"Next up, please welcome the Fish-Spearing Boy and his opponents, the Shark Brothers!"

At last, the match everyone had been waiting for had arrived. The crowd erupted in cheers.

"The Fish-Spearing Boy is finished. The Shark Brothers are veteran Soul Kings and twins to boot. They understand each other without a word. Together, they can even put up a fight against a Soul Emperor."

"The Shark Brothers pay one-point-one to one. The Fish-Spearing Boy pays two-point-five to one. Who set those odds? Only a fool would bet on the Fish-Spearing Boy."

"Going all in takes wisdom. I'm going all in on the Fish-Spearing Boy!"

The people around the fat man turned to him with looks of admiration.

Lin Hao entered the arena and regarded the two fierce-faced men opposite him, their features nearly identical. His expression remained utterly calm.

The clamor outside could not shake him.

"Kid, getting a spot in this match wasn't easy. Good thing that hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins will make up for the trouble my brother and I went through."

Shaxing, the elder Shark Brother, leered at Lin Hao as though he were prey already caught.

"Quit talking, big brother. Finish this kid off already. Xiao Wan at Spring Blossom House is waiting for me to learn a thing or two from her." Shabi eyed Lin Hao impatiently, but his mind had already wandered far beyond the match.

Neither brother took Lin Hao seriously.

Seeing that the mood was ripe, the host stirred up the crowd.

"Everyone, tonight's long-awaited Soul Fighting match is finally here! Will the Fish-Spearing Boy defeat his opponents in a single move as he did before, or will the Shark Brothers take the victory and claim one hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins?"

"Let's find out!"

The enormous prize set the arena alight. The spectators held back neither their applause nor their roars.

"Let the match begin!"

"Enough chatter. I've been wanting to smash his head in."

The instant the host announced the start, Shabi summoned his Martial Soul: a massive Ghost Shadow Shark.

Five Soul Rings—one white, one yellow, and three purple—appeared around him. He stared at Lin Hao like a starving shark ready to swallow him whole.

"Pretty boy, die!"

Shabi moved through the water at tremendous speed. With one burst, he reached Lin Hao and brought both fists down toward his head like iron hammers.

Lin Hao did not summon his Martial Soul. Instead, he used the Mysterious Jade Hand. His hands turned lustrous white, and he sent out a slow punch.

Thud!

A dull impact rang out. Shabi's arrogant grin froze. It felt as though his fist had struck a steel plate.

His bones felt ready to crack.

While he was dazed, Lin Hao used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. Afterimages filled the arena. Before Shabi could react, a vicious kick whipped through the air, and searing pain spread from his stomach through his whole body.

Shabi spat up sour fluid and flew backward toward Shaxing.

"Little brother!"

Shaxing's face changed when he saw how quickly Shabi had suffered a blow. He was about to catch him when his pupils abruptly contracted.

At some point, Lin Hao had closed the distance. He drove his fist forward like a hammer, using the Piercing Character Art of the Clear Sky Nine Arts to strike Shaxing's chest.

"Raging Shark Transformation!"

"Raging Shark Protective Shield!"

Shaxing reacted at once, completing his Martial Soul Possession and unleashing two Soul Skills.

His Martial Soul was the Berserk Blood Shark, a savage, bloodthirsty shark with an extraordinarily powerful body.

His Soul Ring Configuration—two yellow and three purple—was also better than Shabi's.

In the past, even Soul Masters at his level had struggled to break through his defenses when he used these two Soul Skills.

Unfortunately for him, today he had met Lin Hao.

With a bang, the protective shield that had always seemed indestructible shattered under Lin Hao's fist. The punch then slammed into Shaxing's face.

Blood and teeth sprayed in every direction.

In just a few breaths, the tide had turned. Lin Hao had sent the Shark Brothers flying with one punch and one kick, crushing them like dry leaves.

The sight of him standing there, seemingly unbeatable, plunged the crowd into silence.

When had they ever seen a talent like this?

After the silence came a thunderous roar of cheers.