. As for his spirit, the registration was the same as
when Su Yuntao had originally issued him the spirit certificate: the bamboo sword. They had already signed up for the one-on-one spirit duel during the registration process.
After completing the two-on-two registration, they headed towards the viewing area.
Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai were also there.
Dai Mubai had previously invited Zhu Zhuqing to a two-on-two spirit duel, but was rejected. Dai Mubai hadn't thought much of it, considering that this would put them facing two Soul Masters, a disadvantage.
But upon learning that Zhu Zhuqing had rejected him and instead formed some sort of "Qingzhu Combination" with Ning Chuan, Dai Mubai's lungs nearly exploded.
It was only because this was the Grand Spirit Arena, and Ning Chuan was stronger than him, otherwise he would have been furious and attacked right there.
Ma Hongjun also sensed the uneasy atmosphere and simply sat back, fearing that he would be implicated.
On the Soul Fighting Arena, a female host dressed as a bunny girl stood in the center. Holding a conical megaphone, she announced in a soft voice,
"Next, we'll begin our one-on-one Soul Fighting Arena No. 8. The first match will feature two Soul Masters. They are War Soul Master Han Li, wielding the Bamboo Sword, and War Soul Master Dai Mubai, possessing the White Tiger Beast Spirit, a record of twenty-seven victories. Will War Soul Master Dai Mubai achieve twenty-eight victories, or will the newcomer War Soul Master Han Li prevail? Let's wait and see. Welcome, both Soul Masters."
Because it was a Soul Master duel, the stands were packed. Everyone was chanting Dai Mubai's name. It seemed Dai Mubai had already gained considerable popularity in the Grand Soul Fighting Arena.
Hearing that his opponent was Han Li, whose Martial Spirit was the Bamboo Sword, Dai Mubai, already seething with anger, wanted to vent his anger by teaching him a lesson.
Ma Hongjun sat beside Tang San and whispered, "This Han Li guy is in such a bad state! Boss Dai is in such a bad mood right now."
Tang San was in a surprisingly good mood, having just signed up for the "Three-Five Combination" with Xiao Wu.
He smiled faintly, but before he could say anything else, Ning Chuan, standing beside him, had already leaped onto the stage.
Clad in a black robe, a hood, and a mask, he completely concealed himself, instantly attracting the attention of many in the audience.
"Who is this guy?
He's hiding his true identity." Such expressions of confusion echoed throughout the stands, baffled by Ning Chuan's behavior.
"It's him!"
Tang San and Ma Hongjun's eyes widened, clearly unprepared that this Han Li was actually Ning Chuan.
Dai Mubai, who had been about to vent his anger on his opponent, saw the disguised Ning Chuan and immediately dismounted, his face gloomy.
Three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, rose up. Without hesitation, he completed the White Tiger Possession, transforming into a two-meter-tall, upright tiger.
Then, all three spirit rings illuminated simultaneously.
"First soul skill: White Tiger Body Barrier!"
"Third soul skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
"Second soul skill: White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"
Without any hesitation, Dai Mubai directly used his three soul skills.
After completing his second transformation, Dai Mubai, enveloped in the halo of light created by the White Tiger Barrier, bent his legs slightly and soared high. A vast white light instantly condensed. With a tiger roar, a ball of milky white light erupted from his mouth
, enveloping Ning Chuan below him. Ning Chuan stood motionless. Just as the white light was about to descend, three spirit rings, yellow, purple, and purple, materialized. The second spirit ring illuminated, and arcs of cyan and golden light simultaneously erupted from Ning Chuan's body, dancing wildly and forming a magnificent sword shield.
Dai Mubai's White Tiger Fierce Light Wave landed on it. From the outside, it looked as if Ning Chuan's body had been struck by the white light. Just as Dai Mubai breathed a sigh of relief, countless cyan sword beams suddenly burst through the white light and shot out. A dull roar echoed, and Dai Mubai, still airborne and unleashing his spirit ability, was struck by the dense sword beams, shattering the white halo around him.
Before he could react, Ning Chuan appeared before him. The Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword in his hand instantly transformed into a lightsaber about seven or eight meters long, slashing down at Dai Mubai's waist.
"Oh no!"
Dai Mubai only had time to scream before the sword's light transformed into a giant lightsaber, sending him flying. He fell to the fighting arena, slamming heavily into a stone pillar, and then tumbling to the ground.
Silence fell, and the entire area surrounding the one-on-one fighting arena in the No. 8 fighting arena was hushed in a deathly silence.
Not only the audience, but even the beautiful host from before was stunned.
No one had expected such a fighting match to end so quickly.
After all, Dai Mubai was a frequent visitor to the Soto City Great Fighting Arena, and many people knew him.
When Dai Mubai first broke through to Soul Master, perhaps due to a lack of soul power, he had his share of wins and losses. But over the past two years, his soul power level had steadily increased, and at the Soul Master level, few could surpass him. Who would have thought that today, a mysterious Soul Master would suddenly appear, not only easily blocking Dai Mubai's full-strength attack at his peak, but also instantly defeating him.
The entire battle unfolded with incredible speed; Dai Mubai didn't even have time to react before the soul duel was over.
Of course, Ning Chuan had used Dai Mubai's White Tiger Fierce Light Wave to conceal his soul rings; otherwise, seeing Huang Zizi's soul ring configuration would have been even more shocking.
Similarly, Ning Chuan showed no mercy in his attack.
Dai Mubai lay on the ground like a dead dog, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He tried to get up several times, but he couldn't. He simply stared at Ning Chuan with his evil eyes, filled with resentment and malice!
Tang San and Ma Hongjun hurried out of the stands and helped him to his feet.
Tang San frowned and accused Ning Chuan, "We're all classmates. Even if it's a fighting spirit, there's no need to use such harsh tactics, right?"
As for Ma Hongjun, having been defeated instantly by Ning Chuan before, he didn't dare to blame him.
Ning Chuan said coldly, "Before, he didn't show any intention of holding back against me. So, are we allowed to be ruthless and not allow me to fight back?"
At this time, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing came over. Xiao Wu said indignantly, "That's right. How can you just open your spirit rings and bombard your classmates right away? If it weren't for Xiao Liuzi, you and Fatty would have been seriously injured or even unconscious."
Xiao Wu was sulking at Ning Chuan, but that was all. Ever since he beat her to tears, Ning Chuan had already made her angry enough over the years. But at every crucial moment, she still defended him.
Zhu Zhuqing also didn't treat Dai Mubai well. She knew that Dai Mubai was taking his anger out on Ning Chuan. Her cold eyes cast a look at Dai Mubai as if he was looking at trash. "Dai Mubai, you're so disappointing."
"You, you guys." Dai Mubai saw that Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were both helping Ning Chuan. Tang San, fearing Xiao Wu's anger, didn't bother to speak up for him. Ma Hongjun was even more terrified of Ning Chuan. With a "pu" sound, he spat out another mouthful of blood.
(End of this chapter)