"What did you say?!" Flender exploded, grabbing Zhao Wuji.
"Stop, stop, stop, don't get excited, I was just teasing you, I bet on Xuan Ming." Zhao Wuji quickly said.
Flender's expression froze for a moment, then he breathed a sigh of relief and cursed irritably, "You fucking scared me to death?"
"What are you so scared of? It's not like Shrek has any savings." Zhao Wuji shrugged helplessly. "If Xuan Ming hadn't gotten into a fight at the academy and paid you compensation, where would we have gotten the money to bet on this match..."
"Okay, okay, I'm not saying anything more, let's watch the game."
As the team leaders, they naturally had the right to watch the match live, without having to go to other Soul Fighting Arena to watch "pirated broadcasts".
Amidst the tense anticipation throughout the Great Soul Arena, the midnight Soul Fighting competition finally began.
Soul Fighting Arena, the host responsible for this Soul Fighting competition has appeared and is explaining this special Soul Fighting.
"Alright, enough with the chit-chat. Now, please welcome the legend of our Great Soul Arena!"
Doudou around to look at one side of the Soul Fighting, all the spotlights in the arena flickered and focused on that door.
The door opened quietly, Xuan Ming walked in slowly, standing to one side of the Soul Fighting Arena.
"It's getting late, let's get started." Xuan Ming looked at the host, Doudou.
"Okay!" Doudou bowed excitedly for no apparent reason, then turned to look at the other side of the Soul Fighting Arena.
"Next up, please welcome tonight's challenger!"
" Imperial Fighting Team! And Shrek Team!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a white light flashed Doudou, and a pair of white wings grew from her back, carrying her into the sky.
The members of Shrek and the Imperial Fighting Team also emerged from the door, and the two teams separated into their own battle formations.
Although Qin Ming and Yu Xiaogang offered many suggestions on cooperation between the two teams before the Soul Fighting, and the two sides spent several hours exchanging ideas, it was really too little time for two teams that had never met before to talk about cooperation.
"Attention both sides, you now have one minute to summon your Martial Soul. You may attack only when I announce the start, until one side concedes defeat, both fall down, or both fall off the Soul Fighting Platform."
Upon hearing the host Doudou's words, both teams summoned their Martial Soul and revealed their Soul Ring. Dozens of Soul Ring appeared simultaneously, and a powerful aura pressed down on Xuan Ming.
Xuan Ming extended his right hand, and as crimson lightning surged from his palm, Blood Spear was placed horizontally in front of him.
"..."
"Has it started?"
Xuan Ming, who hadn't heard the starting signal for a long time, looked at Doudou, who was flying in the sky in a daze.
Doudou back to reality, her face instantly turning bright red. She frantically averted her gaze from Xuan Ming, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself before shouting, "Begin!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng, who were the vanguards of the two teams, unleashed their Soul Power, pushed off the ground, and charged towards Xuan Ming from the left and right respectively.
Buzz!
A cold white light suddenly exploded, instantly enveloping the entire Soul Fighting arena and bringing a terrifying sense of oppression to everyone.
Even with mental preparation and prior activation of their Soul Power, everyone still felt a strong sense of oppression enveloping their entire bodies.
The body, Soul Power, and even the spirit were all subjected to a heavy pressure!
"Are we... going to fight him in this environment?" Oscar's face was deathly pale, and his legs trembled slightly involuntarily. He already regretted stepping onto this Soul Fighting arena.
I'm going to die! This is what it feels like to be dying!
" The Seven Treasures Have Names, the first being: Strength!"
" The Seven Treasures Have Names, the second of which is: Speed!"
As Ning Rongrong's short and clear voice rang out, several beams of light flew out quickly. Four beams of light landed on Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng, who were charging forward, while the other beams of light landed on Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Osler and Yu Feng of the Imperial Fighting Team, who had already burst out.
As people who had fought against Xuan Ming before, they all knew very well that if they were to fight this guy, they had to finish the battle quickly!
Otherwise, within this white light, only a slow death awaits them!
"An amplification...?" Xuan Ming's eyes narrowed, and his second purple Soul Ring flashed.
"Watch out!" Dugu Yan shouted.
Unfortunately, her shout came too late. A flash of lightning appeared, Xuan Ming, wielding Blood Spear, charged through Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng who were facing him head-on with unstoppable ferocity, instantly reaching the back row and arriving in front of Ning Rongrong.
The spearhead, gleaming with blood, was almost within reach, Ning Rongrong's face instantly turned pale.
"Are you going down yourself, or should I throw you down?" Xuan Ming asked.
"I..."
As soon as Ning Rongrong opened her mouth, Xuan Ming grabbed her shoulder and threw her off the Soul Fighting Arena.
Oscar was about to fly out and grab Ning Rongrong when Xuan Ming kicked him in the waist, sending him flying before Ning Rongrong even landed.
"Idiot!" Dugu Yan couldn't help but curse.
She emphasized this before the competition even started!
Protect the back seats!
Xuan Ming's ability to charge forward is terrifying; if you're not careful, your backline will be wiped out!
Neither of them, the two defensive Soul Master, dared to relax. These people didn't have a single one; they actually left two Auxiliary System Soul Master there!
Chapter 150 Blood Prison Soul Devour
Bang!!!
With a deafening roar, before the Shrek Team could even react, they had already lost two support Soul Master. Xuan Ming's figure vanished from the spot once more, transforming into a streak of crimson lightning as he swiftly charged towards the Imperial Fighting Team.
The spear in his hand, crackling with crimson lightning, slammed heavily onto the rock-solid tortoise shells of the Shi Brothers with immense force, producing a deafening explosion that caused the entire Soul Fighting arena to tremble violently, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
Yu Tianheng, who had rushed out, also returned at this moment, his dragon claws flashing with terrifying lightning slamming towards Xuan Ming.
Xuan Ming turned around, black lightning erupting from the tip of his spear, clashing with Yu Tianheng. The air between them seemed to be torn apart.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Dugu Yan also rushed forward, while the Shi Brothers protected Ye Lingling and quickly distanced themselves from Xuan Ming.
In the very first exchange, Shrek lost two support players. Although the Imperial Fighting Team managed to protect their own support players, they were still struggling against Xuan Ming's strong offensive.
Seeing this almost one-sided battle, the audience in the Great Soul Arena erupted in cheers, especially the nobles who had bet on Xuan Ming to lose.
They never expected that such a large-scale attack on one person would unfold in this way.
"He's too fast," Flender said in a deep voice.
"Even the most Agility Attack System Soul Ancestor can't keep up with him; these kids simply can't react!"
Soul Skill with powerful dash ability is extremely terrifying in team battles!
If they get a chance to show themselves, the back row is doomed!
"No, there's still a chance! Xiao San's third Soul Skill!" Yu Xiaogang stared intently at the battle on the stage.
While Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan were besieging Xuan Ming head-on, Dai Mubai and the others also charged up again. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tang San activated his third Soul Skill. Countless Blue Silver Grass suddenly rose from Xuan Ming's feet, forming a solid Blue Silver Cage.
"This thing can't hold him." Yu Tianheng frowned as he looked at the Blue Silver Cage.
Tang San didn't speak, but continued to output his Soul Power. The Blue Silver Cage, which originally only had one layer, began to grow again, quickly spreading to grow a second layer. After the second layer finished growing, a third layer grew, trapping Xuan Ming completely.
"A triple cage?" Xuan Ming was somewhat surprised.
Is this a mutated thousand-year-old Soul Skill?
"It's not over yet!" Tang San clenched his right hand, and the heavy triple cage suddenly began to contract.
"We did it!" Yu Xiaogang exclaimed excitedly.
Tang San's third Soul Skill comes from a two-thousand-year-old Cave Demon Spider, Blue Silver Cage, which is an absolute single-target control skill!
Once caught off guard and the cage has closed in, unless you are Beast Martial Soul Master with a powerful burst-type Soul Skill, it is impossible to break free in a short time!
"It seems I really should take you guys more seriously." Xuan Ming's Third Soul Ring flashed, and a surge of blood mist erupted from the spear tip, quickly spreading outwards.
"Get out of the way!"
The Imperial Fighting Team's expressions changed drastically, and they quickly distanced themselves from Xuan Ming. Yu Feng was even more terrified, almost flying off the Soul Fighting Arena.
Before the horrified eyes of the crowd, the Triple Blue Silver Cage that imprisoned Xuan Ming was being eroded, torn apart, and decayed by the blood mist at a visible speed!
In just a few breaths, the rapidly shrinking Blue Silver Cage scattered on the ground like broken branches and withered leaves.
"What kind of move is that?" Flender's expression froze.
" Xuan Ming's third Soul Skill, Blood Prison Soul Devour," Qin Ming said.
"That thing will frantically devour all Life within the range of the blood mist. The more it devours, the thicker the blood mist becomes. Combined with its Innate Domain, it's a true hell!"
Blood Prison Dragon King!
This was the title given to Xuan Ming by the Great Soul Arena Soul Fighting Arena his five hundred consecutive victories. It wasn't given randomly, but because of his terrifying third Soul Skill.
Once shrouded in blood mist, Soul Power and Life will be plundered and devoured!
Combined with Xuan Ming's eerie White Light Domain, it formed a blood-red cage-like hell!
If one cannot escape the Blood Prison, death is inevitable if this continues for too long!
" Yu Feng!" Dugu Yan shouted.
" The Wind Rises and Clouds Surge!" Yu Feng wind, the Third Soul Ring flashed, and with a sudden flap of his wings, a layer of cyan Soul Power, like the wind, was released and blew towards the scarlet blood mist surrounding Xuan Ming.
As the powerful wind pressure approached, the crimson mist that had been surging towards them quickly dissipated.
But just as the cloud of blood mist was blown back to Xuan Ming's side, an invisible wall appeared.
Yu Feng's third Soul Skill was firmly blocked, and he was unable to blow up any more blood mist.
"You're a nuisance too." Xuan Ming raised his head and looked at Yu Feng.
Yu Feng's expression froze. "I was wrong!"
A flash of lightning, Xuan Ming vanished once more.
It reappeared, soaring into the air and arriving right in front of Yu Feng.
A burst of black lightning blasted through the air, blasting Yu Feng into the wall of the Soul Fighting Arena, where he was knocked unconscious.
"Attack together!" Yu Tianheng shouted, and the power of Thunderclap surged forth.
Upon hearing this, everyone rallied and launched a coordinated attack on Xuan Ming.
"Six thousand-year Soul Skill, at least ten hundred-year Soul Skill..." Yu Xiaogang stared intently at Xuan Ming on the stage, his eyes filled with shock and incomprehension.
"How is that possible? He's unleashed such a powerful thousand-year-old Soul Skill so many times in a row, how come he doesn't seem to get tired at all?"
The number of times Soul Skill can be used is usually limited by the Soul Power consumption and skill cooldown time. The more powerful the skill, the more terrifying the consumption. Xuan Ming has used that terrifying dash skill five times since the beginning, as well as that eerie blood mist. The consumption must be enormous. And then there's the black lightning that has been attached to every attack he's made since the beginning.
How could Soul Ancestor possibly have so much Soul Power to squander?
" Grandmaster, if you're hoping to wear him down, that's probably unrealistic," Qin Ming said.
"His Soul Power is extremely pure, and his recovery speed is also very fast. The longer this drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for everyone."
"Everyone is currently surrounded by his blood mist, which is inadvertently providing him with a means of recovery."
"His blood mist can regenerate itself?" Flender was completely bewildered.
"Of course, that's an eight-thousand-year-old Soul Skill," Qin Ming said with a wry smile.
"Otherwise, how do you think he managed to achieve such an impossible feat as a thousand-win streak in the Great Soul Arena?"
"Of course, this is just a friendly sparring match. He won't use the blood mist to devour everyone's Life; at most, he'll only absorb some Soul Power. Dean, you can rest assured, the juniors will be fine."
Flender breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."
If that blood mist is truly devouring the children's Life, then he must immediately call a halt and surrender!
If they keep fighting, it could be fatal!
" Zhu Zhuqing! Hell White Tiger!"
At this moment, the situation on the stage became increasingly critical. One of the Shi Brothers from the Imperial Fighting Team was blasted off the stage, Osler fell down, and Ma Hongjun, who wanted to release flames to burn the blood mist, was also blasted away by Xuan Ming's Thunderstorm attack.
While Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng were holding them back, and Xiao Wu was locking Xuan Ming in place, Dai Mubai looked at Zhu Zhuqing.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai with a complicated expression, gritted her teeth, and said, "I can't do it."