The Second Match! Huo Yunhao's Spirit Eyes Against Sky Wolf!

The first Soul Saint duel had finally ended. Ye Qingqiu's talent, strength, and views on Martial Soul Theory had all been displayed across the sky, leaving everyone stunned.

What was Blue Silver Grass's greatest strength?

No one ever paid attention to the Blue Silver Grass beneath their feet. Yet no one had ever wondered why it could be found everywhere.

It was because of its extraordinary vitality.

This left Tang San deep in thought. The Martial Soul Theory Yu Xiaogang had raved about was destined to stir up no small storm across Douluo Continent.

Meanwhile, the second match, a duel between Soul Douluos, was about to begin on the battlefield.

The rank-and-file soldiers of Sun Moon Continent remained full of confidence. They still thought they had a chance to win.

But only those who had truly understood the first duel knew that the outcome of these five battles—and Sun Moon Continent's fate—had already been decided.

Heaven Dragon Douluo stepped forward, his deep voice rolling over the sound of the waves.

"The second match: a duel between Soul Douluos of the same rank!

"The rules remain unchanged. This is a contest between Soul Masters alone. Battle Armor, mechs, and other Soul Tools are forbidden!"

As his words fell, silence swept across the battlefield.

Everyone knew how much this match mattered.

If the Blue Silver Empire won again, it would reach match point. The Sun Moon Empire would be driven into a desperate corner, forced to win all three remaining matches without a single mistake.

But if Sun Moon took this match, it would level the score and drag the best-of-five contest back into a deadlock.

From the Sun Moon Empire's ranks, a fierce figure strode forward.

The newcomer wore gilded armor traced with silver, its cold plates gleaming. The crest of the Sun Moon Imperial Family was engraved on his pauldrons. Broad-shouldered and upright, he carried a restrained yet profound air of slaughter. He looked to be in his forties.

He was the former captain of the Sun Moon Empire emperor's personal guard, now captain of the Silverlight Soul Engineer Squad and direct disciple of the empire's Silver Moon Douluo. His nickname was Sky Wolf!

An eighty-ninth-level Soul Douluo, he had spent years guarding the palace's forbidden grounds and protecting the emperor. But that life was not what he wanted, so he had petitioned the emperor to send him to the front lines.

That was how he had joined the Silverlight Soul Engineer Squad.

His combat strength needed no explanation; he had been the emperor's bodyguard. And the source of that strength was a supreme Mutated Martial Soul found in one among ten thousand.

Sky Wolf's parents had possessed utterly different Martial Souls. His mother was a daughter of the Silver Moon Family's main line, with the same Martial Soul as Silver Moon Douluo. His father possessed the Bloodthirsty Demon Wolf, a top-tier assault-type Beast Martial Soul. Both were among the finest Martial Souls!

Yet those two utterly opposed Martial Soul bloodlines, born of different systems, had miraculously merged, mutated, and evolved within him, ultimately giving rise to a unique supreme Mutated Martial Soul—

The Silver Moon Sky Wolf!

From then on, he possessed every advantage of both top-tier Martial Souls.

The air trembled. The phantom of a cold, deathly pale silver moon hung above the arena, its icy light spilling across it. Only then did everyone realize that a giant demon wolf held the moon in its jaws. A colossal black Sky Wolf rose, making the moon sway with it. At its roar, a terrifying aura of violence shook the heavens.

A Sky Wolf with the moon between its jaws!

"I am Sky Wolf, an eighty-ninth-level Soul Douluo. My Martial Soul is the Silver Moon Sky Wolf. I have one Soul Bone."

"Please, show me what you can do!"

He spoke in a voice like low thunder. Eight Soul Rings lit up around him in sequence: the standard two yellow, two purple, and four black.

After stepping forward, Sky Wolf swept his gaze over Ye Gucheng and the two others opposite him, wondering who would fight for the Blue Silver Empire.

Then, under countless watching eyes, a blue-and-white figure flew out of the Wanderer, the warship behind Ye Gucheng and his companions, and landed across from Sky Wolf.

The young man stood straight as a pine. He wore the Wanderer's standard Fleet uniform, its fabric neat and close-fitting, its lines clean and sharp. It bore no unnecessary decoration, yet he had the steady bearing forged by military life.

He looked barely past twenty, with clear features and gentle brows. Most striking were his sky-blue eyes, deep as a sea beneath the stars, drawing anyone who met his gaze into their depths.

"My name is Huo Yunhao."

"I'm an active-duty squad leader in the Wanderer's reconnaissance division."

"Greetings, Senior Sky Wolf."

He came from the Huo Family, one of the Blue Silver Empire's most distinguished houses. His mother, Huo Yu, was a general aboard another warship. She had spent decades expanding the empire's territory and slain countless Soul Beasts. Her illustrious military achievements had earned her a hereditary dukedom, making her the Blue Silver Empire's first female duke!

Her Martial Soul was the Netherworld Demon Tiger, a domineering, top-tier Beast Martial Soul. She was widely recognized as one of the Blue Silver Empire's great generals.

His father was named Dai Hao. The Dai Family was also a leading house, but Dai Hao had not inherited its ancestral Martial Soul. After his father died, he had no one to protect him and was driven from the family.

As for why the two had ended up together, some said it was because Dai Hao had casually given the young Huo Yu a letter of recommendation to the military. Others said it was because he was handsome. Whatever the truth, only the two of them knew.

Born into such a family, Huo Yunhao was expected to inherit his mother's Netherworld Demon Tiger and carry on the legend of the Huo Family's domineering Martial Soul!

Yet at six years old, he had not inherited his mother's powerful Beast Martial Soul. Instead, he awakened a rare Body Martial Soul—

The Spirit Eyes.

Huo Yunhao's father, Dai Hao, had feared his son would suffer the same fate he once had. To his surprise, no one in the Huo Family looked down on Huo Yunhao. They treasured him all the more and devoted themselves to raising him.

Because they all knew what a Body Martial Soul meant.

It was a special, top-tier Martial Soul that stood above ordinary Beast and tool Martial Souls. The Spirit Eyes were among the rarest and most powerful Body Martial Souls, with one of the highest ceilings of all.

Huo Yunhao stepped slowly onto the arena. He landed without a sound, steady as a boulder.

At a slight movement of his will, eight Soul Rings rose slowly from within him, ascending and falling in order. Their light was dense and concentrated, without the slightest hint of weakness.

Yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, black, red!

His Soul Ring configuration was not as perfect as Ye Qingqiu's, but it was frightening enough.

Eighty-eighth level—a high-level Soul Douluo!

Unlike an ordinary Soul Douluo devoted solely to assault or control, Huo Yunhao possessed an exceptionally rare Mental Attribute Martial Soul, the Spirit Eyes, with both assault and control capabilities.

His powerful Mental Attribute and the gifts of his Body Martial Soul left him with hardly any weaknesses.

Huo Yunhao looked straight ahead, his voice even, neither arrogant nor impatient.

"Blue Silver Empire. Huo Yunhao. Eighty-eighth-level Soul Douluo. Body Martial Soul: Spirit Eyes."

"Three Soul Bones: head, right arm, and left leg!"

For a moment after his words fell, the sky-screen—which had already gone dark—remained silent. Then an uproar surged through it like a towering wave!

Ye Qingqiu's god-tier Blue Silver Emperor had already overturned everyone's understanding of Blue Silver Martial Souls. Now a Body Martial Soul had appeared, shattering the understanding of Martial Soul classifications that had stood on Douluo Continent for ten thousand years!