After the battle between Huo Yuhao and Xie Huanyue ended, Su Yuan and Dai Huabin's match came around that same afternoon.
Clearly, as the White Tiger Duke's son, Dai Huabin knew Su Yuan-and knew that behind him stood Wang Xian'er, someone he could not afford to offend.
So he did not put on any overbearing airs as a duke's son in front of Su Yuan.
When it came to fighting, however, Dai Huabin did not think he was inferior to Su Yuan.
Su Yuan was a Soul Elder, but so was he. Su Yuan had Ning Tian, another Soul Elder, supporting him, but he had Zhu Lu, with whom he could perform a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Who was better than whom?
They would only know after fighting.
At any rate, Dai Huabin was quite confident.
That afternoon, Su Yuan and Dai Huabin stood at opposite ends of the stage in the Soul Fighting Arena, each with his own team.
"We're both Power Attack System Soul Elders among the new students. I want to see which of us is stronger," Dai Huabin said.
He wanted to fight one-on-one first.
Su Yuan raised an eyebrow, a smile appearing on his face.
"Sure. Come on!"
"You two, don't act yet!" Dai Huabin told Zhu Lu and his other teammate in a low voice.
On the other side, Ning Tian and Fu Mengyu also stepped back of their own accord, leaving the stage to Su Yuan and Dai Huabin.
In the spectator stands, Yan Shaozhe, Du Weilun, and the others who had come to watch also grew interested. After receiving a signal from Yan Shaozhe, Du Weilun entered as the referee and announced the start of the match.
A dragon's cry and a tiger's roar rang out from Su Yuan's and Dai Huabin's