Lin Chen looked at Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling, the only two remaining in the arena. The raging purple-gold lightning around him slowly subsided, and the Soul-Devouring Spider Spear on his back also put away its sharp and cold light. His tone carried a hint of frank concession: "You two should just admit defeat. I don't want to lay a hand on the girls."
He had no intention of harming either of them. Dugu Yan was Dugu Bo's granddaughter and the key to his approach to Sunset Forest and the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Eye; Ye Lingling, as the successor of the Nine Heart Begonia, was indifferent to worldly affairs, so he had no need to be ruthless towards her.
Dugu Yan was already arrogant and domineering, and her repeated defeats had already fueled her anger. At this moment, she took Lin Chen's words as a deliberate attempt to belittle and humiliate her. Her emerald eyes narrowed sharply, and she gritted her teeth and snorted angrily, using the last bit of her soul power to activate her Azure Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul: "Don't be so arrogant! Even if I'm the only one left, I will never admit defeat!"
Before she could finish speaking, she was about to unleash the remaining toxins to launch a counterattack.
Lin Chen shook his head helplessly and sighed softly, "Stubborn to the end."
The next second, his figure suddenly transformed into a purple-black afterimage, moving at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye!
The Soul-Devouring Spider Spear shot out like a black lightning bolt, piercing Dugu Yan's shoulder with precision yet gentleness, causing no fatal wound whatsoever, only injecting a wisp of paralyzing Soul-Devouring Toxin that counteracts the venom of the Azure Phosphorus Serpent. Lin Chen's lips moved almost imperceptibly, whispering in a voice only the two of them could hear: "Don't struggle, it's just paralysis, it won't kill you."
In an instant, Dugu Yan felt weak and powerless all over, her soul power completely dissipated, her vision went black, and she collapsed to the ground, falling into a peaceful coma.
At this point, all seven members of the Heavenly Dou Royal Team had fallen to the ground!
Lin Chen slowly retracted the Soul-Devouring Spider Spear, his gaze calmly fixed on Ye Lingling, who stood at the end. His voice was clear, yet carried a force that struck straight to the heart: "Miss of Nine-Heart Begonia, I advise you to admit defeat."
He glanced at the unconscious people on the ground and added calmly, "Your Nine Heart Begonia can heal physical injuries and repair soul power loss, but the toxins I just injected into their bodies, if delayed any longer, could invade their heart meridians. Even the Nine Heart Begonia's heaven-defying healing power wouldn't be able to save them."
Ye Lingling held the lustrous Nine-Heart Begonia in her palm, her slender hands trembling uncontrollably, her clear and ethereal eyes filled with panic and helplessness. She had devoted herself to cultivating a healing martial spirit since childhood and had never witnessed such swift and decisive action, nor could she bear to see her teammates fall into danger because of her stubbornness.
Looking at the unconscious Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and the others on the ground, and then at Lin Chen standing like a thunder god in the arena, Ye Lingling finally lowered her head slowly, her voice soft yet clear, echoing throughout the entire Soul Arena:
"I... admit defeat."
As soon as the three words were spoken, the entire venue fell silent for a moment, then erupted into a thunderous roar of cheers!
The host, as if waking from a dream, gripped the microphone and roared, "The winner is—Thor!!"
The lightning around Lin Chen dissipated, the Soul-Devouring Spider Spear retracted into his body, and a relieved smile appeared on his face.
He won the battle, earning 200,000 gold soul coins. His bet of 200,000 gold soul coins had increased sevenfold, giving him 1.6 million gold soul coins overnight. More importantly, he completely intimidated the Heaven Dou Royal Team, paving the way for his approach to Dugu Yan and his plan to conquer the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well.
The night was as dark as ink, and the streets of Soto had lost their daytime hustle and bustle, with only a few scattered lights flickering.
Clutching his newly received Soul Battle prize money, plus the 1.6 million gold soul coins that doubled his bet, Lin Chen was in high spirits as he strolled towards the hotel. Tonight's battle had brought him both fame and fortune, and he had completely outmaneuvered the Heaven Dou Royal Team—a triple win.
But as soon as he reached the entrance of a quiet alley, Lin Chen paused slightly, a playful smile appearing on his lips.
He had already noticed that as soon as he left the Soul Arena, two auras had been silently following him. Their concealment techniques were extremely sophisticated, and an ordinary Soul Master would probably not have been able to detect them at all.
"Since you're here, don't hide anymore."
As soon as Lin Chen finished speaking, a dark, ghostly figure suddenly shot out from the depths of the alley!
The speed was so fast that it seemed to blend into the night, leaving only a faint afterimage! The woman was dressed in a tight black outfit that outlined her exquisite figure. Her silver hair fell down, and her eyes were as cold as ice. She was none other than the Netherworld Cat Soul Master - Zhu Zhuqing!
Without a word, three spirit rings instantly rose around her body—yellow, yellow, and purple—a top-tier Spirit Master configuration! The third spirit ring suddenly erupted with a dazzling purple light!
"Third Soul Skill - Netherworld Slash!"
The pitch-black soul power condensed into an incomparably sharp claw, carrying an overwhelming force, and slashed straight at Lin Chen's face! The killing blow of the agility-type soul master was a deadly move from the start, showing no mercy!
Lin Chen narrowed his eyes and instantly recognized the other person.
One of the three beauties of Shrek Academy, Zhu Zhuqing, the Netherworld Cat, is also Ning Rongrong's best friend.
Just as expected!
The moment Zhu Zhuqing made her move, a delicate blue figure slowly emerged from behind a stone pillar at the alley entrance, a smug and cunning smile on her face—it was Ning Rongrong!
She clapped her hands, her eyes crinkling with laughter, and looked at Lin Chen with a vengeful glint in her eyes: "You bad boy, you've finally been cornered by me! You just finished a one-against-seven battle of soul power, your soul power must be greatly depleted, right?"
Ning Rongrong raised her hand, and a flash of light appeared in her palm. A small and exquisite Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda slowly emerged, with colorful light flowing around it. The aura of a support-type martial soul rushed towards her!
"My friend is a top expert among agility-type Soul Masters, and with the full support of my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, I refuse to believe that I can't defeat you today!"
Ning Rongrong clenched her small fists, recalling the grievance of having 500,000 gold soul coins stolen last night, and finally felt triumphant.
She sought out her best friend Zhu Zhuqing overnight, determined to avenge being extorted!
Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Slash was already upon them, its claws tearing through the air, its chilling aura palpable!
Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda shone brightly, and she activated her first and second soul skills at the same time, giving her both speed and power, all of which landed on Zhu Zhuqing!
With the assistance, Zhu Zhuqing's speed increased by another three points, and her claws became even more ferocious!
Lin Chen stood there, looking at the two beauties who were flanking him from the front and the back. Instead of panicking, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Huge consumption?
Dealing with the Heavenly Dou Royal Team was nothing more than a warm-up for him.
Does the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda assist the Netherworld Cat?
That does sound very powerful.
Unfortunately, they were facing Thor, who controlled the ultimate lightning.
Lin Chen slowly raised his right hand, a faint purple-gold lightning flickering at his fingertips, his tone casual:
"You two think you can stop me?"
Lin Chen watched as Zhu Zhuqing, fueled by the power of the Seven Treasures Glazed Glass, charged forward with overwhelming force. He simply shifted his body slightly to the side, using the Lingbo Weibu (Light Steps) to evade her seemingly inevitable Netherworld Slash. The extreme speed of an agility-based attacker was as slow as a snail's crawl in the face of his Lingbo Weibu.
Zhu Zhuqing's pupils contracted sharply. Before she could react, Lin Chen's large hand had already gripped her wrist, the force not strong but firmly locking her soul power. Before she could break free, Lin Chen spun around and slammed her against the cold, blue stone wall of the alley—
A typical wall-slamming pose.
He braced himself against the wall beside Zhu Zhuqing's ear with one hand, firmly holding the silver-haired, aloof girl between himself and the wall. His other hand remained gripping her wrist, pressed against the wall. The two were so close they could feel each other's breath. Zhu Zhuqing's alluring figure, outlined by her tight black clothes, pressed against the wall. Her usually cold cheeks flushed crimson, and her usually icy eyes were filled with panic and embarrassment. With her limbs restrained, she couldn't even activate the Netherworld Cat's soul power.
This posture was far too ambiguous and strange; it didn't resemble a battle between Soul Masters at all, but rather an intimate restraint. Zhu Zhuqing was both ashamed and angry, desperately twisting her body, but was suppressed by Lin Chen's faint lightning power and unable to move. She could only bite her lip and glare at him hatefully.
However, after subduing Zhu Zhuqing in an instant, Lin Chen didn't even turn around. His figure transformed into a purple-gold afterimage and instantly appeared behind Ning Rongrong, who was preparing to sneak away.
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing subdued in one move, Ning Rongrong turned pale with fright. Her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda almost slipped from her palm. She no longer dared to think about revenge and turned to run away on tiptoe. However, as a support-type Soul Master, her speed was pitifully slow. She had just taken a few small steps when a warm, large hand gently pressed down on her shoulder, pinning her to the spot, unable to move an inch.
Lin Chen leaned down and whispered in her ear with a teasing smile:
"Miss Ning, why are you running? We meet again."
Ning Rongrong froze, tears welling up in her eyes. The fear of being robbed yesterday surged into her heart. Trembling, she turned her head and looked at Lin Chen, who was so close to her, and said with a mournful face, "You, you let me go... I, I will never dare to cause you any more trouble!"
Looking at Ning Rongrong's tearful and pleading appearance, Lin Chen loosened his grip slightly, but still shook his head with a playful tone, his voice full of understanding: "How can you still be so naive and so foolish?"
"Don't you even consider that, as the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, how could you possibly run away from home so easily and make it all the way to Soto City safely? Did you even consider that your father, Ning Fengzhi, would sit idly by if he found out you ran away?"
Ning Rongrong blinked her red eyes, momentarily forgetting to cry, and stood there stunned, her little mind blank, having never thought about it in this way before.
"You really are stupid." Lin Chen chuckled, his gaze sweeping over the dark shadows on both sides of the alley, his clear voice carrying, "It's obvious that your father knew you ran away from home a long time ago, and even specially sent people to protect you in secret, following you every step of the way."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Chen slowly raised his eyes, cupped his hands towards the empty shadows, and smiled with a hint of certainty: "My friends nearby, you shouldn't hide anymore. I have no ill intentions towards Miss Ning, but if you insist on not showing yourselves, then I will have no choice but to leave with this little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."
His words were calm, yet they carried the absolute confidence bestowed by the ultimate thunder, showing no fear of the masters lurking in the shadows.
In an instant!
From the shadows on both sides of the alley, several sharp auras of soul power suddenly erupted!
Four dark figures leaped out like ghosts, their soul rings flashing around them—they were all elite guards at the Soul Emperor level! The middle-aged man at the head of the group wore the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's standard black outfit, his face cold and unsmiling, and seven soul rings slowly rose around him—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black!
A true Soul Saint!
It was the commander of the guards who secretly protected Ning Rongrong in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School!
The Soul Saint expert caught sight of Ning Rongrong, who was being held down by Lin Chen. His cold and stern face instantly turned anxious and respectful. He quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands in a salute, and pleaded earnestly, his tone filled with deep fear and fervent pleas: "Sir, please have mercy! Please spare our young lady!"
He witnessed Lin Chen's terrifying power in the Soul Arena, where he crushed the Heaven Dou Royal Team with his ultimate lightning. Even though he was a Soul Saint, he wasn't confident he could defeat this young man who controlled the ultimate martial soul, so he could only humbly beg for peace.
Zhu Zhuqing, who was pinned against the bluestone wall, widened her cold eyes. Her silver hair was slightly disheveled. She hadn't expected that Ning Rongrong actually had a sect guard behind her, and a top expert at the Soul Saint level. For a moment, she forgot to struggle.
Ning Rongrong was completely stunned. She stared blankly at the guards who had suddenly appeared, her mouth slightly open, her face full of disbelief. It turned out that she had been under her father's watchful eye all this time, and had never truly escaped his protection.
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