That earth-shattering shot collided violently with the mountain-thick tortoise shell.

Instantly, a deafening roar erupted, as if it were about to tear the entire Glazed Heaven Battle Arena apart.

A terrifying energy shockwave spread wildly in all directions from the Battle Arena.

The Soul Masters in the front row of the audience changed their expressions drastically.

Because that impact was already crashing towards us like a raging storm.

"not good!"

Titan roared and stomped forward with his massive body.

His arms were bulging with muscles, and his soul power surged out from his body, forming an invisible barrier.

Niu Gao also roared, his body radiating golden light, standing like an impenetrable wall in front of the audience.

Behind them were tens of thousands of spectators with low soul power, who were simply unable to withstand the aftershocks of this level.

The shockwave struck the defensive line erected by the two men, producing a dull thud.

Even they couldn't help but feel a surge of energy.

The light gradually faded.

The scene on the Soul Arena was finally clearly displayed before everyone.

Yang Wudi remained in the thrusting stance with his spear.

The Soul-Shattering Spear in his hand, its tip intertwined with crimson and cold light, was firmly pressed against the deep blue shell of the Xuanming Giant Turtle that Xuan Yi had transformed into.

Sizzle—

A harsh, screeching sound rang out.

Countless sparks burst forth from the point of contact between the spear tip and the tortoise shell, like fireworks suddenly bursting in the night.

Immediately afterwards, a soft yet clearly audible cracking sound reached everyone's ears.

On the Xuanming Giant Turtle's shell, which is known as one of its absolute defenses, a fine crack spread rapidly like a spider web, centered on the tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear.

The cracks grew longer and deeper.

Click—Snap!

Then came another, even more piercing crack.

A gruesome crack, almost piercing through the entire thickness of the tortoise shell, suddenly appeared!

Dark red blood slowly seeped out along the edges of the crack.

One drop.

Two drops.

......

The entire Glazed Heaven Battle Arena fell into a deathly silence.

Tens of thousands of spectators, whether they were Soul Masters or ordinary people, stood frozen in place as if they had been frozen in place.

Their mouths were slightly open, and their faces were filled with disbelief.

A Contra.

it turns out......

He actually managed to injure the Martial Soul True Body of a level 93 Defense-type Title Douluo all by himself?!

How is that possible!

That's a Title Douluo!

That's the Xuanming Turtle's absolute defense!

Inside the venue, Ning Rongrong tightly covered her mouth with her small hand, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement.

Ning Liu smiled, as if he had anticipated the outcome, and took a small sip of tea.

On the Battle Arena.

Yang Wudi slowly withdrew the Soul-Shattering Spear.

He deactivated his Martial Soul True Form and returned to his original appearance, though his face was slightly pale.

Clearly, that attack had taken a huge toll on him.

He looked at Xuan Yi, who was still in the form of a giant tortoise, and snorted coldly.

“I’m talking about Xuan Yi.”

"You're already like this, so don't force yourself to keep going."

As Yang Wudi's voice clearly resounded throughout the entire Soul Arena, a brief silence was followed by whispers from the audience.

"Chief Yang... is so handsome!"

"Did he really do it?"

"Is Xuanming Douluo... really just putting on a brave face?"

Many people looked at the mountain-sized giant tortoise with suspicion, only to find that the tortoise remained motionless.

The next moment, the Xuanming Giant Turtle, which Xuan Yi had transformed into, trembled violently.

An uncontrollable groan escaped from the giant tortoise's body.

The next moment, the deep blue light dissipated.

Xuan Yi deactivated his Martial Soul True Form and transformed back into human form.

He staggered back half a step, his face ashen, and a trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth.

He pointed at Yang Wudi, his lips trembling, as if he wanted to say something.

"you……"

He uttered a single word, but could say no more.

Whoosh—!!!

A deafening roar, like a volcanic eruption, instantly swept across the entire Soul Arena!

"My God! He actually did it!"

"A Soul Douluo severely injured a Title Douluo's Martial Soul True Body with a single move!"

"This is simply a miracle! Am I dreaming?"

"The Soul-Shattering Spear! Is this the power of the Soul-Shattering Spear?!"

"This is terrifying! The Broken Clan truly lives up to its name!"

Shouts, discussions, and exclamations rose and fell, converging into a wave of sound that nearly overturned the arena.

Bai He, Titan, and Niu Gao exchanged glances, each seeing shock and pride in the other's eyes.

Old Yang, still the same Old Yang!

Xuan Yi stared intently at Yang Wudi, his eyes bloodshot and crimson.

Humiliation, anger, resentment!

A torrent of emotions surged within him.

He, the mighty Xuanming Douluo, a titled Douluo of level ninety-three, and the sect master of the Xuanshui Sect, was actually defeated by a Soul Douluo in front of tens of thousands of people with a single move!

What an utter disgrace!

This was an unprecedented defeat and humiliation in his career as a Title Douluo!

Just then, Ning Liu appeared at the edge of the Soul Arena.

He looked around and spoke in a loud voice, silencing the noise in the room.

"The result is already obvious. I, Elder Yang of Liuli Tian, ​​injured Xuanming Douluo's Xuanming True Body with a single move."

"Elder Yang has won this battle!"

After speaking, Ning Liu looked at Xuan Yi, whose face was ashen, and spoke calmly.

"Sect Master Xuan, do you have any objections?"

At this moment, Ning Liu thought to himself:

As expected, the system's earlier warning about Xuan Yi was absolutely correct; he was purely an enemy, not a friend. From today onwards, the feud is officially sealed.

Upon hearing this, Xuan Yi's chest heaved violently, and his face changed color, turning pale and then red.

He clenched his teeth so hard that they made a grinding sound.

After a long while, he managed to squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth.

"Liuli Heaven..."

"I, Xuan Yi, will forever remember this humiliation!"

Every word carried a chilling coldness and resentment.

After saying that, Xuan Yi suddenly flicked his sleeves and turned around.

He didn't even glance at Ning Liu, jumping directly off the Soul Battle Platform. Ignoring the various gazes from the surrounding crowd, his figure flickered a few times and quickly disappeared into the distance.

Ning Liu watched Xuan Yi's disappearing figure and curled her lips in disapproval.

This old man, he promised to apologize after the bet, but he won't even apologize or get out of here, and he still dares to threaten him?

He turned around and faced the audience who were still in a state of excitement and awe.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the exciting duel has come to an end."

"Next, please move back to our auction room."

"Auction, continue!"