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The moment the female soul master thrust her blade at him, Dai Weisi quickly lifted his sword to block.
Clang—!
The sharp crash of metal rang out. Dai Weisi channeled his soul power into the Holy Sovereign Sword and unleashed a streak of Geng Metal sword energy, forcing the woman backward. In terms of raw strength, he was clearly superior.
"What?!"
Driven back by a single strike, the woman's expression changed dramatically. She hadn't expected Dai Weisi to possess such overwhelming power—her tiger's mouth throbbed with pain from the impact.
He hasn't even activated his martial soul, so how can he be this strong? Is he some kind of monster born with divine strength?
I can't fight him in close quarters. If I do, he might kill me outright!
Realizing this, the female soul master withdrew her twin daggers and instead pulled out several throwing knives, flinging them at Dai Weisi.
Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh!
Six blades sliced through the air in a semicircular arc, whistling toward him.
But Dai Weisi was no amateur. He swung his sword in a blur, forming a spinning arc of steel that knocked each flying knife aside.
Seeing this, the woman drew six more knives, as though her supply were endless.
"Hmph, big sister, aren't you taking advantage of the fact that I can't fly?"
"Hehe—and what if I am?" she replied with a mocking smile. "The sky belongs to me. My enemies can only crawl at my feet. As long as I fly, I stand invincible!"
"Well said—but that only holds true if I really can't fly." Dai Weisi replied with a calm smile.
The woman's face paled, shock flaring in her eyes. "What did you just say? Don't tell me—"
Before she could finish, Dai Weisi shouted, "Holy Sovereign White Tiger, possess!"
ROAR—!
A tiger's roar erupted like thunder. The phantom of the Holy Sovereign White Tiger appeared behind Dai Weisi and merged into his body in an instant.
His strength, speed, and defense skyrocketed several dozen times over, and the aura of the Beast King spread across the entire Hell Killing Field!
The soul masters present—especially those with beast-type martial souls—felt their own spirits tremble in fear the moment his possession took hold.
The woman, being the closest, froze in midair, her graceful figure shaking under the White Tiger's pressure. Terror filled her eyes.
At the same time, Dai Weisi unfurled his Icefire Wings and soared upward, soaring higher and higher!
His flight speed far surpassed that of agility-type soul masters. In the blink of an eye, he flickered behind her.
One large hand reached out and snapped her neck cleanly—without a shred of mercy. In the words of Tang San, everyone here was already destined for death.
With her eliminated, Dai Weisi effortlessly secured his first victory in the Hell Killing Field.
After stepping down from the platform—now nothing but flames—he immediately signed up for the second match. He hadn't had his fill yet.
Once the staff extinguished the blaze, the second round officially began.
"That guy's weapon is strange. Don't rush in—let's all kill that yellow-haired brat first. If he hits you with that weapon, you'll be in trouble!"
"You're right. Let's go! Iron-Armored Crocodile, possess!"
One man instantly released his martial soul: a pitch-black Ironarmored Crocodile. As the name implied, it was a martial soul with tremendous defense, and being water-attributed, it had strong resistance to the flames of explosive incendiaries.
"Heh, I'm a defense-type Battle Soul King with water attributes. I'll take the lead and meet him head-on!"
Before his voice faded, the crocodile soul master charged forth with a Wild Bear Tackle, rushing at Dai Weisi like a runaway carriage.
"If you want to play, I'll play with you."
Dai Weisi activated his martial soul as well. Beast King pressure flooded the arena, his aura surging skyward. The Ironarmored Crocodile soul master quivered with fear but continued his charge, throwing a punch at Dai Weisi.
Dai Weisi's agility was unmatched. With nimble movement and the Icefire Demonic Eyes, he could dodge the majority of single-target attacks.
Slipping past the incoming fist, Dai Weisi unleashed a thunderous claw strike, seizing the man's throat.
The crocodile soul master was durable, but his speed was pitiful—less than one percent of Dai Weisi's.
As Dai Weisi grabbed his throat, his arm transformed into a colossal bear claw—the external spirit bone of the Darkgold Terrorclaw Bear. In an instant, his strength multiplied tenfold.
With a squeeze, a brittle crack echoed, and the crocodile soul master's neck was crushed.
The Darkgold Terrorclaw Bear was said to have the strength to tear dragons apart; breaking one man's throat was laughably easy.
"Go!"
Once the crocodile soul master fell, the remaining eight, still wary of the incendiary bombs, attacked in unison to surround Dai Weisi.
"Hmph, nothing but a rabble," Dai Weisi sneered. He had torn apart a Titled Douluo before—why fear these small fry?
He shot into the air and tossed four incendiary bombs. While hovering midair, he listened to the explosions like fireworks and the roar of inferno winds, his lips curling with excitement.
These soul masters were land-bound, unable to fly. And with four incendiary bombs detonating at once, the scorching flames instantly engulfed the entire arena. There was nowhere for them to run.
Holy fire burns all sin in the end.
The moment the bombs erupted, Dai Weisi secured his second victory. He descended from the air and immediately signed up for the third match.
Eight hours passed. Dai Weisi competed in a total of five matches, winning every one with overwhelming momentum like a bamboo spear cleaving through earth—utterly unstoppable!
Five consecutive victories in one day! He shattered the Hell Killing Field's previous record. Even the black-veiled beauty who first received him was left dumbstruck, her jaw practically on the ground as she stared at the handsome man with growing fascination.
Her eyes were filled with admiration, and she looked ready to become his little fangirl.
Today, Dai Weisi had a grand time showing off. But after checking his remaining supply of grenades and incendiary bombs, he began to regret his dramatic displays in the arena.
Ever since he used incendiary bombs to quickly end battles, other contestants had begun teaming up to target him first.
Now, in his soul tool ring, the combined total of grenades and incendiary bombs was fewer than two hundred.
For the upcoming matches, he would likely need to rely on the Holy Sovereign Sword and his repeating flintlock. But compared to incendiary bombs, those were far less convenient.
All he had to do was fly into the air and drop bombs to win without effort—a guaranteed, brainless victory!
"But it doesn't matter. I haven't even used my real trump card yet." As he spoke, Dai Weisi patted his left leg.
Indeed, his greatest ace wasn't grenades or incendiary bombs, but the hundred-thousand-year Titan Ant Emperor left leg bone. With the Titan Battle Armor—armor second only to divine-tier artifacts—Dai Weisi stood firmly in an invincible position.
(End of Chapter)