I Pick Up Fragments in Douluo Continent

"What? The host is warming up!"

A wave of cheers immediately erupted from the stands.

The woman in white stepped onto the Soul Fighting Arena platform, a professional smile on her pretty face. "Soul Fighting Arena Seven, Soul Grandmaster one-on-one, third match! Contestant Tang Si, codenamed Wàn Háo, versus contestant Evil Eye White Tiger!"

"Wow!" Cheers immediately broke out from the stands.

Everyone had thought Tang Si was just trying some new gimmick. They had not expected him to be serious.

"Wàn Háo! Wàn Háo!" The cheers in the arena instantly became completely one-sided.

Lu Feng waved at the stands, a faint smile curling his lips.

He was not particularly interested in fighting matches. Dai Mubai, on the other hand, was someone worth paying close attention to.

Leaving aside whether Dai Mubai was the mastermind behind those two Soul Ancestor assassins—

The White Tiger Martial Soul alone was enough to make Lu Feng personally take action.

Fragments had a high chance of dropping during battle. In just three days, Lu Feng had picked up countless Martial Soul and skill fragments at the Soul Fighting Arena, though most of them were White Quality.

But Dai Mubai's White Tiger Martial Soul was Black Quality!

Lu Feng had no intention of easily letting such a big fish get away.

When Dai Mubai had clashed with the Royal Fighting Team in that restaurant, Lu Feng had also taken the opportunity to pick up a batch of fragments.

Every member of the Imperial Dou Team, including Yu Tianheng's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul, had dropped only Purple Quality fragments. This showed that no one on the Royal Fighting Team had Title Potential.

And this also indirectly reflected just how exceptional Dai Mubai's talent was.

At that moment, Dai Mubai frowned as he listened to the audience's cries.

Who was this guy? How dare he steal Young Master Dai's spotlight?

With his White Tiger Martial Soul and Soul Power of level twenty-six, he had already achieved ten consecutive victories at the Soul Fighting Arena.

Whenever he appeared, had he not always been the center of attention?

Especially last night, after earning the title of ten-win streak holder, he had passionately exchanged feelings with a female spectator all night long.

Dai Mubai blissfully sniffed his left hand. Her hair fragrance seemed to still linger on it.

"Hmph!" Dai Mubai snorted coldly. He decided to give that guy across from him a proper beating. He would warmly greet the other man's face with the sole of his shoe.

As he stepped onto the Soul Fighting Arena platform and Lu Feng turned around, Dai Mubai's pupils suddenly contracted.

"It's him! He's still alive!"

Lu Feng: Endure!!! Dai Mubai: Same Here!

"Two Soul Ancestors couldn't kill him? He even killed them instead? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

A trace of terror flashed through Dai Mubai's eyes, but he quickly threw the absurd thought out of his mind.

Those qualified to become a prince's guards were outstanding in strength, temperament, and combat experience. Two Soul Ancestor guards working together could usually defeat even an ordinary Soul King.

"Could this brat have an extraordinary background too? Is he from the Soul Fighting Arena?"

Dai Mubai looked at Lu Feng's host uniform, and a flash of realization immediately appeared in his eyes. "He must be a descendant of one of the Seven Great Families."

Each of the Seven Great Families behind the Soul Fighting Arena was a wealthy clan rich enough to rival a nation. Some had existed even longer than the two great empires.

Thinking of this, Dai Mubai temporarily suppressed his resentment toward Tang Si.

Endure! Dai Mubai thought to himself.

Once I defeat Dai Weisi and ascend the Star Luo Imperial Throne, every last one of you who ever bullied me will pay the price!

"Hmph! Since I can't touch him outside, I'll beat him up in the Soul Fighting Arena and vent some anger first!"

This brat is hiding something! Lu Feng frowned slightly as he watched Dai Mubai's evasive gaze.

Could he really have sent those assassins?

A trace of icy coldness flashed through Lu Feng's eyes, only to be hidden away the next instant.

Dai Mubai should have already joined Shrek Academy. If I make a move against him in Suotuo City, even poison may not guarantee that I leave no traces behind.

A Soul Sage isn't someone I can deal with yet.

Endure!!! Lu Feng thought to himself.

"Hmph! Since I can't touch him outside, I'll beat him up in the Soul Fighting Arena and vent some anger first!"

In an instant, blazing fury ignited in both Lu Feng's and Dai Mubai's eyes.

"Oh? It seems both contestants can hardly wait!" The female host's soft voice rang out. "I now declare the match to begin!"

As soon as her words fell, neither Lu Feng nor Dai Mubai made the first move.

The two stared coldly at each other. Their gazes seemed to freeze for a moment, while the sounds of dragons roaring and tigers howling seemed to echo throughout the Soul Fighting Arena.

The next moment, both of them moved at the same time.

"Roar!"

Dai Mubai threw back his head and let out a tiger's roar before pouncing toward Lu Feng.

His first soul ring flashed, and a layer of golden light covered his body. Combined with his unstoppable momentum, he looked immensely imposing.

"Whoosh—" As Dai Mubai's figure moved, a violent gust swept across the Soul Fighting Arena platform.

As the saying went, clouds followed dragons, and wind followed tigers.

Tigers were the kings of all beasts among soul beasts.

With his White Tiger Martial Soul, Dai Mubai had gained quite a reputation in the Soul Fighting Arena. Some Soul Masters with ordinary Beast Martial Souls did not even have the courage to fight him.

"Wow, Young Master Dai!" Several women immediately shrieked from the stands.

Whoosh! Dai Mubai stomped heavily with his left foot, launching himself into the air. Blades sprang from his tiger claws as he charged straight for Lu Feng's head.

"Hmph, good!" Lu Feng snorted coldly and clenched both fists.

Dai Mubai's momentum was strong, but the weakness of this fighting style was obvious: he lacked endurance.

The best approach for Lu Feng would have been to avoid Dai Mubai's edge, wear him down for a while, then seize the match once his momentum faded.

But Lu Feng had no intention of doing that.

Right now, he only wanted to warmly greet the other man's face with his fists.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A series of violent impacts rang out as Lu Feng and Dai Mubai traded fist after fist, locked in an even battle.

Lu Feng had not forgotten his main task. If he knocked Dai Mubai down in just two or three punches, that would go against his original purpose of harvesting fragments.

Boom!

A violent impact rang out as the two struck each other in the chest, then each staggered back four or five steps.

Surging Soul Power ripples burst outward, stirring up a fierce gale. The audience members in the front rows were caught completely off guard, and their hair was instantly blown wildly about.

The staff poured Soul Power into the Soul Tool at the side of the arena. A transparent barrier slowly rose, preventing the Soul Power shockwaves from spreading further.

This protective barrier was generally only activated during Soul Ancestor battles or team Soul Fighting matches.

Picked up Black Quality White Tiger Martial Soul Fragment ×1 (2/10)

Lu Feng crossed his arms, a faint smile on his lips.

Although Dai Mubai was somewhat scheming, his strength was actually not bad. Lu Feng had already used seventy percent of his strength, yet Dai Mubai had still managed to endure?

If it had been Tang San, he would probably have been knocked flat long ago.

Another excellent leek!

"What a formidable brat. He's even stronger than last time." Dai Mubai frowned deeply, his eyes filled with gravity.

During their last fight at the restaurant, he had been careless and failed to dodge, allowing the other party to ambush him with a soul skill.

Dai Mubai had originally thought that as long as he got serious, using at most seventy percent of his strength would be enough to defeat Lu Feng.

He had not expected this.

"Pant..."

"Pant..."

"Pant..."

Dai Mubai gasped heavily as he stared at Lu Feng, who stood across from him with his arms crossed and an easy expression. His gaze grew incomparably serious.

As Dai Mubai breathed heavily, a powerful aura gradually gathered around him.

Gradually, wind began to rise on the Soul Fighting Arena platform.

"Huh? An unexpected gain!" Lu Feng looked at the purple orb that had dropped beside Dai Mubai, delight stirring in his heart.

Picked up Purple Quality technique White Tiger War God Scroll Fragment ×1 (1/10)

With a thought, Lu Feng collected the fragment.

Within the fragment "warehouse," Lu Feng immersed his consciousness into the technique fragment he had just collected.

"Roar!" A tiger's howl rang out. Lu Feng seemed to see a giant tiger roaring amid the mountains and forests. The next moment, the White Tiger transformed into a general clad in white armor and charged into a vast sea of enemy troops.

This technique contains a fighting spirit. It should be a military combat art.

The books said the Dai Family's ancestors had risen from humble beginnings and built the Star Luo Empire step by step. It seems they truly were remarkable people.

Fight with your back to the river, invincible and selfless. This technique can actually cultivate Spiritual Power!

However—

Lu Feng shook his head slightly as he looked at Dai Mubai, whose aura had gathered to its peak.

A technique might be good, but it still depended on who used it.

If Dai Mubai had obtained his third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation, then combined with this technique, Lu Feng might have taken him seriously.

But the current Dai Mubai only had two soul rings.

He was merely making a final desperate struggle!

One Martial Soul Fragment and one technique fragment. There probably won't be much else to harvest from this match. I'll use a couple of moves and send him off the stage.

With that thought, Lu Feng's first soul ring flashed, and his aura instantly rose sharply.

First soul skill—Heavy Punch!

At the same time, a faint layer of white light covered his hands. Lu Feng's eyes suddenly brightened as a glimmer of purple light quietly emerged.

Tang Sect secret arts—Mysterious Jade Hand, Purple Demon Eye!

Lu Feng quickly took two steps forward, each covering three or four meters, instantly closing the distance between them.

Tang Sect secret art—Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!

Bang! Bang! Bang! A series of collisions rang out as Lu Feng's first soul ring flashed repeatedly, his fists smashing one after another against Dai Mubai's protective barrier.

Crack! The White Tiger Protective Cover shattered in response.

Bang! Lu Feng's fist slammed into Dai Mubai's face. A dazzling spray of blood instantly flew out, followed by a tooth spinning into the air.

Boom! Dai Mubai's body crashed heavily off the arena, and he immediately lost consciousness.

Clear Sky School's Secret Art—Chaotic Cape!

Dugu Bo

An eerie silence immediately fell over the stands.

When the two had been gathering power, everyone had thought they were about to witness an evenly matched collision.

Dai Mubai in particular had looked immensely imposing just moments ago, with the Soul Power around him forming into a whirlwind as he charged up.

No one had expected this.

"Damn it, I bet a full hundred Gold Soul Coins on him! Evil Eye White Tiger? He might as well change his name to 'Blind Sick Cat'!" A burly man cursed, gripping the seat in front of him with his left hand while pointing at the Soul Fighting Arena platform with his right.

"Pah!" The burly man spat heavily toward the front row.