The audience's cheers surged like ocean waves. They cheered jubilantly for Chen Xiaojun's victory, as though the spectacular battle had set them ablaze.
In the lingering glow of sunset, Chen Xiaojun's figure looked especially tall and resolute. At that moment, the Chun Jun Sword in his hand seemed to radiate a dazzling light, complementing the bearing he exuded.
"Wow, wow, wow! The winner is Battle Soul Elder Great Siming Xiao Hongchen, victorious in his debut! And unless my eyes deceived me, Xiao Hongchen defeated Soul Elder Fang Yongsheng without using a single Soul Skill!" The host's ringing voice echoed through the Soul Fighting Arena, instantly igniting the audience's enthusiasm.
"I now declare Great Siming Xiao Hongchen the winner! His record: one win, zero losses. Soul Elder Fang Yongsheng's record: fifteen wins, eight losses. Please register your points after leaving the stage," the host announced solemnly.
Chen Xiaojun strode nimbly upstairs and entered a luxurious private box. A bespectacled man in his thirties, dressed as a swordsman and possessed of a refined bearing, sat on the lavish sofa.
"No Soul Skills, not even a proper inherited Soul Skill, yet you handily defeated an opponent of the same rank who kept unleashing his skills. Sixth, you've made us proud! Just what I'd expect from a genius of our Chen Clan." The man smiled elegantly, nodding to Chen Xiaojun as he spoke warmly.
From this battle, it was clear that Chen Xiaojun's footwork, swordsmanship, and combat experience had far surpassed their previous levels. He had defeated Fang Yongsheng almost as though he were toying with him.
His movements and swordsmanship were both practiced and seasoned, as though his innate talent for combat had found perfect expression at that moment.
"Uncle Rui, he's a commoner Soul Master. He has no inherited Soul Skills and