The next day, Heaven Dou City Great Soul Arena, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan members, who had been on tenterhooks all night, finally felt relieved.
Lin Kong did not continue targeting the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Soul Master, but instead turned his challenge to the Diamond Mammoth Soul Master. In the Heaven Dou City Great Soul Arena, there was only one Diamond Mammoth Soul Master at the Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster level with Silver Soul Badge — Huyan Geng.
"You want to challenge me?" Huyan Geng frowned, looking his enemy up and down, his tone full of disdain.
He was a disciple of the Elephant Armor Sect, and the pride of the Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul was etched into his bones. He didn't take this " Black Prison Asura " seriously at all.
"That's right!" Lin stretched his shoulders, his joints making a slight cracking sound, a relaxed and cheerful smile on his face.
"You'll regret this," Huyan Geng said coldly.
He didn't think much at all. In his view, anyone who dared to challenge him was courting death. He firmly believed that the Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul was the strongest defensive and offensive Martial Soul. In a head-on confrontation, even a top-tier Martial Soul like the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon would have to avoid its edge, let alone a mere Dark Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.
In Huyan Geng's mind, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was the worst kind of existence. Even if it mutated into Dark Blue Silver Grass, it was still essentially trash.
He was completely out of touch with the world and had no idea that Lin Kong had achieved the astonishing feat of defeating three disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in succession yesterday.
"Battle, begin!"
As the referee's voice faded, the atmosphere in the Soul Fighting Arena became tense.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
Huyan Geng slowly started walking towards Lin Kong.
With each step he took, the ground trembled slightly, and the heavy footsteps resonated like drums, striking the hearts of everyone present. A faint diamond-like luster appeared on his body, indicating that his First Soul Skill had been activated, greatly enhancing both his strength and defense.
"Your Dark Blue Silver Grass is utterly useless against me. I can shatter it to pieces with a single blow. You're doomed to lose." Huyan Geng's voice was deep and resonant, brimming with confidence.
"Who said I was going to use my Martial Soul?" Lin Kong asked calmly, his tone utterly unwavering.
Huyan Geng abruptly stopped, a sudden tremor running through him, and he instinctively asked, "What do you mean?"
Not using Martial Soul? Does that mean you'll have to use an external object?
A thought flashed through Huyan Geng's mind: Could it be some kind of powerful Soul Tool?
This person is despicable! He actually tried to use Soul Tool to attack his Martial Soul!
Lin Kong looked at Huyan Geng's wary yet disdainful expression, shook his head helplessly, and said with a hint of amusement, "I'll play with you bare-handed."
Whoosh--
Everyone in the audience was stunned, followed by an uproar of incredulous murmurs.
"With his bare hands? Has he gone mad?"
" Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul! Its defense and strength are top-notch. How can he fight it bare-handed?"
"Did I hear that right? That's incredibly arrogant!"
Everyone looked at Lin Kong as if he were a madman; in their eyes, this was undoubtedly courting death.
Huyan Geng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, his disdain even more pronounced. "You're courting death!"
Lin Kong flicked his wrist, and a bright red apple appeared in his hand without him even noticing. He casually tossed the apple into the air, caught it steadily after it fell, and took a big bite. The crisp sound was particularly clear in the Soul Fighting Arena.
What's this called?
It's disregard! It's contempt! It's utter and complete neglect!
It's confidence! It's arrogance! It's undisguised bravado!
The battle began, and it felt utterly absurdly boring.
Huyan Geng strode heavily toward Lin Kong, each step causing the Soul Fighting Arena to tremble slightly. Yet, his speed was frustratingly slow, impossible to increase even if he wanted to.
Lin Kong, meanwhile, leisurely munched on an apple while slowly backing away, maintaining a perfectly safe distance from Huyan Geng.
This is one of the biggest drawbacks of the Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul – it's too slow.
Even if Lin Kong didn't use his Martial Soul, Huyan Geng couldn't catch up with him using only his physical speed. What's worse, Huyan Geng was constantly consuming his Soul Power to maintain the Martial Soul Possession, yet he couldn't even touch the hem of Lin Kong's clothes.
"Coward!"
Huyan Geng finally couldn't hold back any longer, stopped in his tracks, and roared at Lin Kong.
"Coward! A spineless coward!"
"Shameless! You're absolutely shameless!"
"Come on! If you've got the guts, don't run away! Come and hit me!"
In the chase, less than half a minute later, Huyan Geng saw through Lin Kong's intentions. He simply gave up the pursuit and began a frantic verbal attack, trying to provoke Lin Kong Lin Kong into charging at him and confronting him head-on.
Lin Kong remained unmoved, slowly munching on her apple, occasionally glancing at him with eyes overflowing with disdain.
The bizarre battle scene left everyone in the audience stunned. No one expected that a battle between Silver Soul Fighter would turn into such an absurd spectacle.
Inside the VIP viewing area, the important figures from various sects and families all had their eyes shining. From this seemingly boring battle, they keenly discerned an excellent way to deal with the Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul —using speed to overcome slowness and focusing on attrition.
Of course, to use this method, you not only need enough speed, but also enough thick skin to ignore the opponent's provocations and the audience's comments.
Yu Tianheng stroked his chin again. "Did I guess wrong? Does Lin Kong not need a reputation? Otherwise, why would he use this tactic?"
Finally, Huyan Geng could no longer bear this feeling of powerlessness and frustration, so he released his Martial Soul Possession. Although he still couldn't do anything to Lin Kong, at least he no longer had to waste his Soul Power.
"Honestly, with such obvious flaws in the Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul, it's really impressive that you still managed to get the Silver Soul Badge." Lin Kong swallowed the last bite of his apple and sincerely praised Huyan Geng.
"You coward!" Huyan Geng remained unmoved, roaring angrily with red eyes.
Lin Kong shook his head helplessly and uttered three words in a low voice. "It's over!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure transformed into a blur, rushing towards Huyan Geng.
Huyan Geng reacted extremely quickly, instinctively throwing a punch that whistled through the air. Lin Kong dodged to the side, his right hand transforming into a claw. His fingernails flashed a cold light under the lamplight, and with a casual swipe, he drew a shallow line of blood on Huyan Geng's arm.
How did you do that?
It's just a matter of trimming your nails to a sharper point beforehand.
Huyan Geng glanced down at the wound on his arm, his face changed drastically, and he cried out, "Poisoned!"
He could clearly feel a cold toxin rapidly invading his meridians through the wound, which had already turned black.
Dugu Yan understood immediately and became interested. "Hiding poison with fingernails, interesting, really interesting!" Because she did the same thing.
Lin Kong strolled leisurely to Huyan Geng's side, crossed his arms, and said calmly, "Admit defeat. No one can cure my poison unless there is a Jade Phosphorus Snake Soul Master."
Huyan Geng kept his mouth tightly shut, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he desperately tried to suppress the toxins spreading within his body by channeling his Soul Power.
But he ultimately underestimated the power of the Eight Spider Lances venom. Just one minute later, his body began to tremble uncontrollably. Unable to hold on any longer, he staggered back a few steps, his face ashen. "I... I surrender."
Even a tiny bit of the Eight Spider Lances venom on his fingernails would be enough to take down a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster like him.
Lin Kong raised his hand and summoned the Dark Blue Silver Grass. The slender tips of its leaves, like the sharpest needles, gently pierced the wound on Huyan Geng's arm, drawing back the toxins that had invaded his body little by little.
After doing all this, Lin Kong's lips curled up slightly. Looking at Huyan Geng, who looked unwilling, he asked, "Not convinced, huh?"
"Of course!" Huyan Geng said through gritted teeth.
In his view, he lost unfairly. If he had maintained his Martial Soul Possession, Lin Kong's attack power would not have been able to break through his defense, let alone poison him.
After listening, Lin Kong slowly withdrew his Dark Blue Silver Grass, his gaze sweeping across the entire arena, meeting the eyes of each of his supporters. Then, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted:
"Then I'll make you, and your entire Elephant Armor Sect, submit wholeheartedly!"
"I want to take on ten!"
"No, no, no, have some decency!"
"Three! I want to take on three Diamond Mammoth Soul Master!"
These words resounded throughout the Soul Fighting Arena, igniting everyone's passion!