Two figures appeared together at the exit of the special passage from the Soul Fighting competition's VIP room.
One was tall and slender, the other petite and graceful. They passed through the waiting area into the competition area, each wearing a specially made mask that drew every eye.
One wore a mask gleaming with crystalline scarlet light. Its red sheen was as vivid as blood, inspiring awe, like a deity who governed life and death-the very majesty of Great Siming.
The other wore a green mask brimming with vitality. Its vibrant green was as lively and full of life as tender spring leaves, symbolizing Lesser Siming, the guardian of birth.
Chen Qingrui had specially prepared these two masks at Chen Xiaojun's request back in Sunset City.
The two sides stood facing each other on the cylindrical stone platforms in the pool. Unlike the elite tournament, Soul Fighting did not require competitors to activate their Martial Souls.
"The countdown begins! Five, four, three, two, one-let the match begin!" The announcer's impassioned voice echoed through the Soul Fighting Arena. The spectators held their breath, eager for the match to unfold.
"First soul skill-Willow Catkins Drifting with the Wind!"
Xiao Yi stood at the edge of the Soul Fighting pool, deep yellow soul power radiating from her body. She swiftly formed hand seals and slapped the ground. Instantly, countless woody vines broke through the earth.
These vines rapidly twined together, growing continuously until they formed a great tree whose trunk would take two people to encircle. The tree stood around four meters tall, lush and emerald green, with Metal, blue, red, and yellow lines winding all around it.
A closer look revealed deep green lines on the vines as well, though they were inconspicuous against the emerald background. This was the manifestation of