Sweeping the Proud Sword Sect! Luo Feng Stunned the Arena with a One-Against-Seven Victory

"Y-you, how could you?"

At the sight of the four black rings and one red ring beneath Luo Feng's feet,

the level 58 Soul King opposite him was too terrified to speak.

Those four black rings and one red ring were no ordinary hundred-thousand-year soul rings.

As they revolved, the faint roars of tigers and cries of dragons could even be heard within them.

Their terrifying pressure left the level 58 fellow before him barely able to stand!

In truth, he was not the only one who was astonished.

Even Luo Feng himself was shocked.

When the system had reported the changes yesterday,

he had been making clouds and rain with his sweet little wife.

How could he have had any time to spare for this?

When night fell, they had been inseparable again, clinging together like lacquer and glue.

Only after stepping into the arena did Luo Feng finally have time to properly study his new soul skills.

As was standard for a hundred-thousand-year soul ring,

Luo Feng had gained two powerful soul skills this time.

His previous four soul skills had also received a certain degree of improvement.

It could be called an upgrade across the board!

[Fifth soul skill, first form] Jade Domain: Primordial Time Domain!

With a mere thought, the blood-red halo beneath his feet would transform into a crystalline jade domain spanning a hundred meters.

Enemies who entered the domain would have their reflexes and movement slowed. Even attack trajectories and Soul Cannon beams would be affected.

All speeds would be forcibly reduced by 50% to 80%...

His teammates within its range, however, would receive a boost from the forward flow of time, increasing their movement and attack speeds by 50%!

It would also have excellent effects on natural wound healing and stamina recovery!

[Fifth soul skill, second form]: Momentary Bloom: Dragon Emperor Judgment!

An intensely condensed, jade-and-blood-colored spear bearing dragon patterns would form at his fingertips or in his palm. Once locked onto a target, it would pierce through them in an instant, ignoring spatial distance.

Whether it was an enemy's class-eight or class-nine defensive Soul Tool Shield, or the thick armor of a top-tier Titled Douluo's Martial Soul Avatar,

under the scouring laws of erosion spanning tens of thousands of years, its material structure would instantly lose its vitality.

Like rotten wood and crumbling stone weathered for millions of years, it would shatter and disintegrate on the spot...

"The second soul skill of this fifth soul ring doesn't seem very suitable for a tournament!"

Looking at his level 58 opponent, whose legs had already gone weak with fear,

Luo Feng muttered to himself.

Among all these soul skills,

this seemed to be the one that outright annihilated people.

If he used it now, endless trouble would most likely follow.

He had better find a target in actual combat later.

Those Evil Soul Masters, for instance!

Meanwhile!

Just as Luo Feng began studying his new soul skills,

his mother-in-law, Nan Shuishui, could no longer sit still at the edge of the arena.

The beautiful woman quietly shifted her seat closer to her daughter.

Smiling and clapping, she whispered under her breath.

"You little brat!"

"Didn't you say you were with Feng the whole time last night?"

"Yes, Mom!"

"He was so mean! He wouldn't even let me rest. He was like a bull!"

Remembering those indescribable scenes from last night,

Nan Qiuqiu instantly flushed bright red.

She even lowered her little head, not daring to look at her mother beside her.

But the girl seemed to have missed Nan Shuishui's point.

Was that what her mother had been asking about?

"You little brat!"

"You've learned to be naughty, haven't you?"

"You're helping Feng keep secrets from me too, aren't you?"

Seeing her daughter's bashful expression,

Nan Shuishui also blushed.

She seemed to have recalled the days of her own youth.

"What? Mother, what are you talking about?"

"Tell me honestly. Where did Feng get that hundred-thousand-year soul ring?"

"Where could you find a hundred-thousand-year soul beast in our entire Earth Dragon Sect, or even the whole Heaven Dou Empire?"

Hearing her mother's words,

Nan Qiuqiu finally woke as if from a dream.

Luo Feng's previous soul rings had all been ten-thousand-year ones.

Such soul beasts were rare in the Heaven Dou Empire, but they did exist.

But soul beasts over a hundred thousand years old—did she think they were cabbages?

Even if there really were any, the Body Sect would have captured them long ago.

What was more, both mother and daughter had dragon-type martial souls.

Naturally, it was easy for them to recognize that his hundred-thousand-year soul ring had also come from a dragon!

"That's right! Where did that scoundrel get a hundred-thousand-year soul ring?"

"He was clearly with me the whole time last night!"

Amid Nan Qiuqiu's exclamations of surprise,

the situation in the arena changed.

Luo Feng casually extended his right hand.

"First soul skill... World-Splitting Dragon Claw!"

After deliberating for quite some time,

Luo Feng finally made his move.

He used his first soul skill and gave a gentle pinch.

The unlucky fellow's sword shattered.

"Pfft!"

There was no suspense whatsoever.

The bout ended almost as soon as it began.

With his opponent already frightened out of his wits, such an outcome was obvious.

"Uh, sorry about that!"

"I hit a little too hard!"

Compared to his last fight against Long Aotian,

this was Luo Feng's first true taste of actual combat.

But the facts proved

that apart from opponents like Huo Yuhao, everyone else was cannon fodder.

"Lin Shuo!"

As the level 58 Battle Soul King was carried out of the arena,

a long-haired girl suddenly sprang out from the Proud Sword Sect's ranks.

She threw herself against the edge of the stretcher.

She seemed to be Lin Shuo's girlfriend, Su Qingyao, a level 56 agility-attack Soul King.

Seeing her boyfriend on the verge of death,

the young woman instantly flew into a rage.

She drew her Azure Steel Divine Sword at once, ready to fight Luo Feng to the death.

Looking at the girl, whose delicate features were now twisted with anger,

Luo Feng found himself in a quandary.

"Well... I don't hit women!"

"If my wife sees it, she won't let me into our room tonight!"

Just as the girl was about to step into the ring, a voice came from behind her.

"Qingyao, stand down!"

"You're no match for him!"

The speaker was the opposing captain, Wu Bifan.

He was a level 63 assault-type Battle Soul Emperor.

"Captain, but...!"

Seeing the man step forward,

Su Qingyao's eyes filled with tears.

It was clear that she desperately wanted to avenge her boyfriend, but she also had to face reality.

"Oh?"

"You're the Proud Sword Sect's captain? Are you planning to bring your teammates up together?"

At the sight of this man, who should have been defeated by Yu Tianlong, Luo Feng's gaze finally grew a little more serious.

He was now level 51, while his opponent was level 63.

Although his soul rings defied the heavens,

with a gap of twelve levels, this felt like it could be interesting!

"No. We're in the individual matches now! If you defeat me, our whole team will concede!"

Wu Bifan seemed very confident in himself.

Even knowing that his opponent had a hundred-thousand-year soul ring, he still stepped into the ring with his sword, neither servile nor overbearing.

His breezy, confident stride instantly drew cheers from countless girls beside the arena!

"Wu Bifan, you can do it!"

"Captain Wu is so handsome!"

"I heard his sword is known as the Gentleman's Sword. I never imagined he'd be so elegant himself, like a jade tree standing in the breeze!"

Clearly, the spectators had high expectations of this pretty boy.

But Luo Feng was now hesitant to throw stones for fear of breaking the precious vase beside the rat.

He did not even dare use his second or third soul skills.

He was afraid of producing the same result as before.

To be honest, he had used less than twenty percent of his strength against Lin Shuo, who had just fallen.

So, against this captain, perhaps he should keep using his first soul skill?

"Y-you aren't going to change your move?"

Seeing the young man opposite him bring out only the World-Splitting Dragon Claw, the same move that had carried him through every fight so far,

Wu Bifan raised an eyebrow.

He felt insulted.

Level 58 and level 63 might seem to be only five levels apart,

but an entire major realm lay between them.

"Well, this is a friendly match, not a fight to the death. There's no need to go overboard!"

Hearing his opponent's dissatisfaction,

Luo Feng remained unconcerned.

But he did put a little more strength into his attack.

About thirty percent!

"You dare look down on me? Then witness my sixth soul skill!"

[Azure Steel Divine Sword]

"Humm!"

Empowered by his formidable soul power,

and fueled by his rage,

the treasured sword in Wu Bifan's hand rapidly enlarged.

In an instant, it stood taller than three of him stacked together.

"Die!"

With his power fully gathered, he slashed down.

The entire sequence flowed like drifting clouds and running water, without the slightest pause.

Luo Feng did not take it lightly either.

His World-Splitting Dragon Claw swiftly rose to meet it!

Then came a sharp crack.

The seemingly powerful sword energy burst apart the instant it met the Jade Dragon's claw.

"Pfft!"

At the same time, Wu Bifan, the Proud Sword Sect's team captain, was sent flying like a kite with its string snapped.

He spat out an arc of blood in midair.

Then he tumbled helplessly out of the arena!

What?

He won?

He beat all seven single-handedly?