The fighting in the Soul Fighting Arena was in full swing when it was suddenly stopped.
Everyone was thoroughly displeased, especially those with more obvious injuries.
The brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo, for instance, were covered in wounds from the Netherworld Ghost Claw. Osler and Yu Feng were no match for Ma Hongjun and the others either, and had taken a severe beating.
"Lingling, heal everyone," Qin Ming said.
"All right!"
Ye Lingling unleashed her soul skill. With just her third soul skill, everyone's injuries were completely healed.
"Su Ling, I want to challenge you one-on-one," Yu Tianheng said, stepping forward. Becoming a Soul Ancestor had greatly boosted his confidence. In his estimation, Su Ling was probably a Soul Ancestor too.
He had refrained from using his fourth soul skill earlier, saving it for his fight against Su Ling.
"I don't think that's necessary. You're no match for me," Su Ling said.
"How would you know without fighting?" Yu Tianheng asked again.
"Ah... let me show you the gap between us." With that, Su Ling summoned his martial soul, and five soul rings lit up around him.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black. Five soul rings appeared before everyone's eyes.
"You... you're a Soul King, with two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings." Seeing Su Ling's soul rings dealt another blow to Yu Tianheng's newly recovered confidence.
"You didn't even use your full strength last time?" Yu Tianheng asked again. There was no need to fight at all. The gap was simply too vast.
Su Ling nodded without saying anything more.
Yu Tianheng was deeply shaken. Praised as a genius since childhood, he now seemed to have been overtaken by this group from Shrek, while Su Ling had left him far behind.
After all, several soul masters here were younger than