They exchanged a glance. The tall young man on the left took two steps back, two yellow halos rising beneath his feet. A yellow-green light shone on the back of his right hand, and a plant-like martial spirit appeared in his palm. Its head resembled a blooming morning glory, its stems curved like stick figures, with four brown roots extending outwards. The plant-like martial spirit, with its green leaves swaying, was a vine-like martial spirit with extremely strong resilience—Dumb Sprout.
The slightly shorter young man on the right is a three-ring Soul Master. Except for the third Soul Ring, which is slightly darker, the other two Soul Rings are about the same color.
What's intriguing is the Martial Soul Dream Eater that appears behind the youth on the right. It's as big as a crocodile, shaped like a platypus, with a yellow upper body and a brown lower body. Its duck-like flat beak has a ring of dark black markings.
"Zuo Huang, a level 27 control-type Soul Master, please give me your guidance."
"Lin Lin, a level 31 Control-type Battle Soul Master, please enlighten me!"
The two men's auras changed completely, becoming sharp and fierce.
It's a dual control system.
Qian Yuelong's gaze darkened.
Their burgeoning fighting spirit was like a needle against a wheat awn, ready to ignite at any moment.
Without further ado, the host raised his hand and announced, "The competition begins!"
"First Soul Skill, Rooting!"
A yellow halo flashed, and thick, dark brown tendrils, as thick as hemp ropes, suddenly emerged from the smooth, polished ground. Like an earth dragon turning over, they aggressively swung their long roots, striking towards Qian Yuelong and Shen He.
Qian Yuelong tilted her head back to dodge the attack coming from the side. She moved like a rabbit, turning into a blur. She poured her soul power into her fists and rushed towards Zuo Huang, whose defenses were weak. She didn't even use her soul skills.
"What?!"
Zuo Huang's pupils constricted as he was suddenly brought close by Qian Yuelong in the blink of an eye. His long-trained fighting instincts made him immediately crouch and retreat. Qian Yuelong, who was prepared, turned her fist and charged at a considerable speed. In his panicked expression, Qian Yuelong's small, white fist struck his waist.
A terrible sensation, like being struck by lightning, swept over his entire body. Zuo Huang's eyes widened, and he only had time to let out a muffled groan before being blasted off the Soul Arena by Qian Yuelong's concentrated power, and he immediately lost consciousness.
A brief silence fell over the entire venue.
—This, this is a control-type Soul Master?!
Where are you looking?
A chilling aura suddenly enveloped Lin Lin, who had turned around in shock.
Overwhelmed by a sense of crisis, Lin Lin turned around, his first and second soul rings flashing, and a hazy mist clouding his eyes.
First Soul Skill, Nightmare, activated!
Second Soul Skill, Dream Eater, activate!
Lin Lin, whose hands were instantly covered with a layer of black light, dodged the leg kick that was aimed at his face, and slapped Shen He hard in the side.
Shen He's gaze darkened, like a driver slamming on the brakes, abruptly halting his attack and narrowly avoiding the strange strike, before engaging Lin Lin in close combat.
Lin Lin, who had fought Shen He no less than twenty times in a short period of time without hitting him, gradually fell into a disadvantageous position.
The weakness of control-type Soul Masters in close combat becomes apparent in protracted battles.
Even though she had developed a tough and resilient body from a young age due to her upbringing, a control-type Soul Master was ultimately not as powerful as a strong-attack-type Soul Master. Her palm strikes towards Shen He seemed fierce, but they were completely disorganized and lacked any real technique. They were just too forceful, much like a child who had just learned to hit someone. To Qian Yuelong and Shen He, they were full of flaws.
Therefore, the result here is quite obvious.
After a quick step, he grabbed his opponent's collar and hurled him off the fighting stage, bringing the match to a close.
"Victory Team: Chenhe and Yuelong!"
The host announced the verdict loudly, and the audience erupted in chaos, staring at the two identical figures, one large and one small, who remained calm and composed despite the ups and downs.
"Wow—that little girl looks unfamiliar. She must have just arrived a few days ago. Level 27, a Great Soul Master under ten years old. That's quite an achievement."
"That little girl is incredibly strong, almost as strong as a power-attack type Soul Master. How did she do that? Although Zuo Huang isn't very strong, he's definitely heavier than those two little girls combined."
"Who knows? But this girl is definitely an apprentice or junior of someone on the inside, otherwise, such skill could not be learned in our slums."
"Isn't anyone curious about her partner? It's Shen He! This is the first time I've seen him participate in a 2v2 Soul Battle, and he's even partnered with a newbie. Could that girl be Shen He's sister?"
"Maybe."
The whispers and discussions behind their backs subsided into silence as the distance grew.
As agreed before the match, after Qian Yuelong and Shen He received their rewards for the two-on-two Soul Battle, she received three and Shen He received seven of the gold soul coins.
With the additional 20 gold soul coins promised, Shen He weighed the 27 gold soul coins in his small cloth bag, looked at Qian Yuelong who was staring up at the rankings, pursed his lips and said, "Actually, you don't need teammates. With your level, you have a very good chance of winning in a one-on-one soul battle."
Laymen watch the spectacle, experts watch the details.
Judging from Qian Yuelong's skills and strength, she was no ordinary person. Shen He couldn't understand why Qian Yuelong would waste money recruiting teammates.
As for what he might be after, Shen He, who has nothing left to lose, believes that although his spirit ring configuration is eye-catching, it is not enough to attract attention.
Moreover, she doesn't seem to lack money; she's probably here to improve herself.
Since the goal is to improve oneself, solo battles are also an option.
"Winning is secondary to me. My main purpose in finding teammates is to try out how to work with different Soul Masters."
With the payment settled, Qian Yuelong waved her hand, looked at Chen He expectantly, and asked, "Are you still playing two-on-two Soul Battles tomorrow? I'll play four and you six."
Shen He silently stared at Qian Yuelong, who was "boldly reducing prices," and softly hummed in response to the hopeful look in her eyes.
Qian Yuelong smiled and said, "Then it's a date. I'll wait for you in the lobby after my solo battle tomorrow."
Shen He nodded: "Okay."
Qian Yuelong was satisfied with finally finding a teammate she could challenge regularly.
She politely took her leave, planning to go back to the hotel for lunch first, and then casually find a team battle arena to observe in the afternoon.
There's no rush to join the Fighting Spirit team right now.
Although in the team battles of the Martial Soul Arena, the roster of a team is not permanent and can be changed at any time, and even teammates from the previous match may become enemies in the next match.
Therefore, for each team battle spirit registration, all teammates need to be present to register on-site and wait for their turn.
Therefore, she plans to observe the teams for a while longer before deciding which one to choose.
Skillfully shaking off the little tail that had been following her ever since she stepped out of the Martial Arts Arena, Qian Yuelong hummed a cheerful tune as she walked toward the roadside food stalls, in a great mood.
She's here, offering her freedom to eat anywhere!
The Soul Guards, who remained in the shadows to protect Qian Yuelong and also carried out surveillance duties, remained silent.
Should we keep records of the saint eating unhealthy food?
—A side note—
The second update will be tonight~
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