A glint of cold steel came first! Then the spear struck like a dragon!

A chorus of gasps rose from the packed spectator stands.

Flender's eyes widened as he murmured, "A combination skill powered by two Soul Kings was broken that easily!"

Dai Mubai narrowed his sinister eyes and sneered.

"What rising stars? Who knows what their faces look like beneath those masks?"

"I refuse to believe they're younger than me."

Ma Hongjun curled his lips and muttered.

"Boss Dai, you really shouldn't be so unconvinced. With my knowledge of women's bodies, the younger sister of the Blue Silver Twin Stars is definitely no older than fourteen."

Dai Mubai shot him a disdainful glance. "How many exquisite beauties like that have you ever played with? And you dare boast in front of me!"

"You should work on your own skills first. Your nickname, Three-Second Fat Chicken, has spread through every brothel in Suotuo City."

At those words, Ma Hongjun's fat face instantly turned the color of pig liver.

He snarled viciously.

"It's all that little bitch's fault! Sooner or later, I'll get my hands on her and ravage her ten thousand times!"

At Ma Hongjun's words.

A trace of brutality surfaced in Zhao Wuji's eyes beside him.

He, too, had never forgotten the humiliation of that year.

Having earned the name Worldly Demon King in the soul master world, Zhao Wuji was naturally no saint.

He had kept that bitter rage bottled up all this time.

A titled expert was certainly not someone to provoke lightly.

But that person's son and daughter would have to venture out to gain experience eventually. If they ever fell into his hands...

Zhao Wuji would not mind letting that Titled Douluo taste the agony of having his bloodline cut off!

Suddenly, Ma Hongjun's eyes lit up. He patted Dai Mubai's shoulder and pointed excitedly.

"Boss Dai, look! There are two exquisite beauties over there!"

Following his finger, Dai Mubai's eyes immediately shone.

Not far away, a pink-eyed girl with a scorpion-tail braid stood arm in arm with a red-haired beauty with an incredibly voluptuous figure, chatting animatedly.

Each girl had her own allure, their innocent and fiery charms intertwining. For a twin-lover like Dai Mubai, they were an absolutely fatal temptation. "Heh-heh, Boss Dai, what do you think? Can you pull it off?"

"Do you think my reputation as a master of romance is an empty boast? Fatty, you've earned yourself some credit. Once this is done, you'll get your reward."

Dai Mubai laughed, rose with complete confidence, and strode away.

What do those damned Blue Silver Twin Stars have to do with me?

Could they possibly matter more than beautiful women?

Especially exquisite beauties like these. Miss this village, and there won't be another inn.

"Brother! You can do it! Knock them flat!"

Xiao Wu raised her arms and cheered, the scorpion-tail braid hanging to her waist swaying with her movements.

"Sister Huo Wu, hurry and cheer for my brother too!"

"What is there to cheer about? They can't even force your brother to use his full strength."

"Those two siblings really are monsters!"

Dai Mubai narrowed his sinister eyes, then put on a confident, polished smile.

"Ladies, so you're relatives of the Blue Silver Twin Stars onstage. I have two VIP spectator seats. Would you like to join me?"

Strength, money, and looks were Dai Mubai's three greatest weapons for picking up women.

First, he displayed his status, strength, and considerable wealth, then tested the waters with flirtatious teasing.

That routine had never failed him.

On the platform.

Tang Yin's eyes blazed, brimming with fighting spirit.

"I hear your combination skill has another variation. Please, show me!"

"Hm?"

The Mad Lion Duo frowned.

Blade Fiend said, "Blue Silver Overlord Spear, you seem to be looking down on us."

Sword Fiend said, "Rein in your arrogance. We're Soul Kings!"

Being treated with such contempt by a junior left the Mad Lion Duo looking displeased, especially in front of so many spectators.

Tang Yin drew his sharp brows together and shook his head, feeling somewhat bored.

"If you don't use it now, you won't get another chance."

Blue Silver Grass descended from the sky, dancing like butterflies.

"Young success has made you arrogant beyond measure!"

The duo snorted, soul power surging from their bodies.

Bzzzz-!

The resonant hum of blade and sword suddenly rang out as the blade-and-sword domain covering the platform abruptly converged.

It transformed into two enormous phantoms, a blade and a sword nearly ten meters long.

Tang Yin looked up and frowned.

"Too weak."

"What did you say?"

The duo could scarcely believe their ears.

Even the spectators stared in astonishment, their eyes widening.

"I said you were-"

With a serious expression, Tang Yin enunciated every word.

"Far! Too! Weak!"

Bzzz!

A cold glint flashed, and the spear thrust out like a silver dragon.

Seven-Star Fate-Pointing's 500% burst, Little San Niang's First Soul Skill's 300% sharpness boost, and Life Stacking's 300% boost combined with flawless force application.

Layer upon layer, they raised the power of this thrust to a terrifying level.

The cold gleam shone like a star, piercing the open sky.

At that instant.

Even the soul masters in the spectator stands felt a stinging pain across their faces.

Let alone the Mad Lion Duo standing on the platform.

They drove their surging soul power to its utmost, trying to block the thrust.

Blade and sword cleaved down together.

A metallic clang rang out as they collided.

Sparks flew!

They had succeeded!

Seventy percent of the silver dragon's power was canceled out.

"Hmph, the Blue Silver Overlord Spear is nothing special!"

"You brat with milk still on your breath, stop blowing hot air!"

The Mad Lion Duo sneered in unison.

"Be careful with what comes next. Don't die."

Under the Mad Lion Duo's stunned gazes.

The second purple Soul Ring circling Tang Yin lit up.

Second Soul Skill-Mystic Spirit Pulse!

It could discharge all his soul power in a single instant.

Using such a soul skill at this moment.

Tang Yin only needed to remember one thing: hold back a little.

He must not kill them.

After all, a competitive match was not a fight to the death.

Nor was Tang Yin bloodthirsty.

Mystic Spirit Pulse erupted at 30% power.

A dazzling spear radiance blossomed.

Tang Yin twisted his waist and drove his spear forward.

Bzzzz-!

Bzzzz-!

Cold light flickered from the spear tip as it shot forward swift as lightning, flashing past like a rainbow piercing the sun.

Its passage tore through the air with a shrill whistle.

Carrying an unstoppable momentum.

Before it even reached them, the Mad Lion Duo's hearts shuddered. Every hair stood on end, every muscle trembled beyond their control, and an indescribable terror rose from the depths of their hearts.

Their throats bobbed, their horror absolute.

An instinct arose without warning.

They could not block this thrust.

They would die!

The Mad Lion Duo dared not hesitate. Roaring, they drove their soul power and unleashed their respective defensive soul skills.

Two barriers overlapped in front of them.

Under their utterly terrified gazes.

The spear radiance plunged savagely through, shattering the barriers inch by inch.

The cold light swept past like a silver dragon's breath.

Amid a sound like leather tearing, the Mad Lion Duo screamed as they were hurled away, droplets of blood splashing through the air like scattered ink.

"Roooar!"

At that moment, every spectator seemed to hear a dragon's cry reverberating throughout the Soul Fighting Arena.

A glint of cold steel came first, then the spear struck like a dragon!

Crack!

A sharp sound rang out in the VIP Room as the teacup in Xue Qinghe's hand shattered.

Ignoring the tea soaking his sleeve, he hurried to the window, his gaze fixed on the figure standing on the platform.

"Only a few short months have passed since his last soul fighting match, yet he's grown so much stronger!"

"This man must serve me!"