On the Soul Battle Arena—
Seeing that Huo Wu stubbornly refused to admit defeat and had even resorted to underhanded moves like groin kicks and kidney punches, Ye Yu finally lost his patience.
His expression darkened under the helmet.
He no longer held back.
At that moment, Huo Wu was horrified to discover that every punch and kick she landed on Ye Yu not only failed to hurt him, but instead sent jolts of electricity surging through her body via his lightning-forged defenses.
Her lower half was even starting to feel... wet from the aftershocks.
A mix of shame, humiliation, and despair overwhelmed her.
What kind of monster is this?! Not only are my attacks useless—I'm getting electrocuted just by touching him!
With his patience gone, Ye Yu waited for the next moment Huo Wu lunged forward and became paralyzed from the electric backlash.
His face cold, he reached out and grabbed her long leg.
Then—
He swung her like a giant hammer, smashing her against the ground with a loud BANG!
The blow nearly shattered her bones.
Lying on the floor, Huo Wu felt like her entire skeleton had fallen apart. Her once-valiant expression was now twisted in pain. She was almost completely incapacitated.
The referee began the countdown. Seeing that she couldn't stand back up, the result was immediately declared.
"I hereby announce the winner of this soul duel—An Lan!"
Thunderous applause erupted from the stands.
Fans screamed fanatically:
"An Lan! I love you! I'll bear your children!"
"Lord An Lan! Please show us your face under that helmet!"
"Lord An Lan, keep winning! Let us witness the birth of a new win streak record at the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena!"
Still trembling on the ground, Huo Wu took a while before she could stand again.
She clenched her fists. Her beautiful sapphire eyes were filled with tears, humiliation, and smoldering rage.
She bit her lip hard and glared at An Lan with all the indignation she could muster.
An Lan... just wait! One day, I'll beat you myself!
After the duel—
Huo Wushuang leaped down from the viewing corridor with his teammates from Blazing Academy, rushing toward his sister.
"Xiao Wu! Are you okay?!"
He caught her just as she stepped down from the platform, helping her keep balance with deep concern.
His fists clenched tightly, his tiger-like eyes were bloodshot with fury.
He glared at Ye Yu's retreating figure.
As a classic overprotective brother, Huo Wushuang simply could not tolerate seeing his sister hurt like this.
"I'm fine, ge…" Huo Wu replied, shaking her head.
Though her body ached all over, she knew Ye Yu had held back. That last slam could've easily broken her bones if he'd gone full force.
But Huo Wushuang was still furious.
"That damn An Lan! He actually dared do this to you! I'm going to make him pay!"
Relieved that she was okay, he still couldn't suppress the rage.
He turned, ready to pursue Ye Yu and settle the score.
"Ge, no! Don't!"
Huo Wu panicked.
At first, Huo Wushuang thought she was concerned for his safety and was moved.
He was about to say something like, "For you, I'd risk my life," when Huo Wu's next words completely shattered his pride.
"Ge, that guy is strong. Even I couldn't beat him—and you won't either."
"It was already humiliating enough for me to lose like that. Don't make it worse."
"I'm begging you, don't go!"
"You're underestimating me, Xiao Wu!" Huo Wushuang growled, feeling deeply insulted.
"You're a Control-type Soul Master, I'm an Assault-type! My Martial Soul is the Unicorn Flame Tyrant Dragon—it's way stronger than your Fire Dance!"
"Every time I lost to you growing up, I was just letting you win!"
"Just watch—I'll show you what your brother can really do!"
And with that, he stormed off toward Ye Yu.
"Ge!!"
Huo Wu stomped in frustration, fuming.
After exiting the arena's passage, Ye Yu returned to the rest area and was about to leave the Soul Arena.
But just as he stepped out and descended the stairs, a loud, angry voice rang out behind him.
"An Lan! Stop right there!"
Turning around, Ye Yu saw a tall, broad-shouldered teenager with fiery red hair and a crimson academy uniform glaring at him furiously.
Huo Wushuang...
Ye Yu recognized him instantly and sighed inwardly.
Let me guess—he's here to avenge Huo Wu?
But... do you even have the strength for that?
"Who are you, and what do you want?" Ye Yu asked flatly. "Speak quickly. Don't waste my time."
"You bastard!" Huo Wushuang yelled, infuriated.
He leapt down the steps in a few agile bounds, pointing at Ye Yu.
"Huo Wu is my sister! No one's ever dared to treat her like that—until you!"
"I'm here to avenge her! Prepare to die!"
Ye Yu couldn't help but chuckle.
"Come on—this is the Great Soul Arena. People get killed here."
"If you step into the ring, you'd better be ready for pain."
"You want revenge just because your sister got hurt in a regulated duel?"
"What a joke. What is this, a kid's game?"
His voice dripped with scorn.
"If you're here for revenge, fine. Let's get it over with. Don't waste my time."
"You arrogant prick!"
Enraged, Huo Wushuang activated his Martial Soul:
"Unicorn Flame Tyrant Dragon, possess!"
A blazing red dragon with a single horn and surging flames appeared behind him before fusing with his body.
Under the influence of Martial Soul Possession, his figure grew even larger. His muscles swelled, red dragon scales covered his body, golden vertical pupils gleamed in his eyes, and a horn protruded from his forehead.
His three soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple—rose at his feet.
"Third Soul Skill: Tyrant Dragon's Wrath!"
With a furious roar, his muscles expanded further, and his aura surged wildly.
His eyes blazed like fire. Clenching his dragon claws into fists, he charged Ye Yu in a wild sprint.
"Ge! Stop!"
Behind them, Huo Wu and the other Blazing Academy students arrived, yelling in panic.
She knew her brother couldn't win…
But Huo Wushuang didn't believe it.
He'd always thought he let his sister win when they sparred. In a head-on brawl, he was confident he was stronger.
An Lan is just a Soul Elder. He can't be that powerful!
This one's in the bag.
Victory is mine!
BAM!
Huo Wushuang threw a punch toward Ye Yu.
But then—his fist stopped cold in midair.
Ye Yu had caught it. Effortlessly.
It didn't budge at all.
"W-What?!"
"How could a Weapon Soul Master have more strength than a Beast Soul Master like me?!"
Under normal circumstances, Beast-type Soul Masters do have superior physical strength compared to Weapon-type Soul Masters in the same realm.
But...
Ye Yu was already Rank 48, with double-compressed soul power, enhanced further by the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, and the Icefire Body Tempering and Lightning Refinement he'd undergone.
His physical strength was already comparable to a Soul Emperor.
Even carrying weighted gear, Ye Yu was far beyond the likes of Huo Wushuang.
Purely in terms of strength?
It wasn't even close.
Ye Yu casually pulled Huo Wushuang in and slammed him over his shoulder, then proceeded to swing him back and forth, smashing him repeatedly into the ground like a ragdoll.
From the entrance of the Soul Arena, Huo Wu watched in horror, face in her hands.
I knew it would end like this…
She'd fought Ye Yu for so long and hadn't even scratched him. His body was like an impenetrable fortress.
And Ge actually thought he could win?
Yeah, right…
After battering Huo Wushuang into the dirt, Ye Yu casually flung him aside.
The poor guy was dazed, eyes spinning with stars, completely wrecked.
Ye Yu brushed off his sleeves and said:
"Winning or losing in the Soul Arena is normal. Getting hurt is normal."
"Coming after someone because your sister lost? You're clearly in the wrong place."
"Maybe the Great Soul Arena just isn't for you."
With that, he turned and left.
Moments later, Huo Wu rushed over with the Blazing Academy students and helped Huo Wushuang up.
"Ge, are you okay?"
After a long silence, Huo Wushuang finally came to, managing a smile uglier than crying.
"Xiao Wu… I'm sorry…"
"I thought since he was a Weapon Soul Master, I could beat him if I got close…"
"I didn't expect his strength to be this monstrous…"
Sigh…
Huo Wu sighed.
"Ge, honestly… An Lan was right."
"We signed up to fight in the arena. Losing and getting hurt is part of the deal."
"Besides, he already held back during our fight."
"I was the one who was too stubborn and aggressive. I used dirty tricks to win, and he retaliated."
"Even then, he didn't injure me too badly—or I wouldn't be walking right now."
"Please, don't go after him again. If you get hurt, it'll only make me feel worse."
"Xiao Wu…"
Huo Wushuang was deeply moved by her words.
He finally accepted reality.
He really wasn't a match for that guy…
But the problem was—
Huo Wu had another admirer. A notorious simp named Feng Xiaotian.
Not just any simp—Heaven Dou City's acknowledged #1 young genius.
When word got out that Huo Wu had been brutally beaten on the battlefield—slammed by her leg and thrown like a rag doll—and even Huo Wushuang got trampled...
The news quickly reached Feng Xiaotian of the Godwind Academy.
"What?! Someone dared to treat my goddess Xiao Wu like that?! AND beat up my brother-in-law?!"
Fuming inside Godwind Academy, Feng Xiaotian exploded with fury.
"Who is this guy? What's his name? I'll avenge Xiao Wu and my bro-in-law!"
But his subordinate scratched his head awkwardly.
"Boss… we don't really know who he is. He goes by the alias An Lan. Shows up at the Great Soul Arena every now and then."
"If we want to find him, that's our only shot."
"The Soul Arena, huh… got it."
Feng Xiaotian smirked coldly.
"Looks like it's time for the Gale Wolf King, Feng Xiaotian, to return to the stage!"
As the acknowledged genius of Heaven Dou City's younger generation, his Martial Soul: Twin-Headed Storm Wolf, came with innate full soul power and top-tier wind affinity.
He had even created his own soul skill, Gale Demon Wolf Thirty-Six Slash, after years of solitary training in Hurricane Valley.
Although it delayed his cultivation, his combat strength skyrocketed. In the Soul Arena, he had blasted his way to the Gold Soul Fighter rank, becoming Heaven Dou's #1 rising star.
Now, for the sake of his goddess Xiao Wu and future brother-in-law—
Feng Xiaotian began staking out the Soul Arena, waiting for An Lan to appear.
He had to win her heart!
Several days passed.
Feng Xiaotian waited in vain.
After all, Ye Yu didn't show up to fight every night.
But finally, one evening—
Ye Yu once again donned his An Lan disguise and returned to the arena.
Feeling that Soul Elder matches were no longer challenging, he was now ready to fight in the Soul Ancestor (Soul Sect) tier.
At the gate of the arena, Ye Yu noticed a group of young men in teal academy uniforms.
Leading them was a cold and handsome young man with silver short hair, arms folded, standing in wait.
Ye Yu didn't recognize the faces, but he recognized the uniform—Godwind Academy.
Given what had happened with Huo Wu and Huo Wushuang, Ye Yu instantly understood:
So... the simp showed up after all.
Heaven Dou's top prodigy?
This might be interesting.