Douluo: I am the True Master

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Huo Rui's opponent was a towering man, standing two meters tall with muscles as solid as boulders. It was clear that this man was on the path of a power-type soul master.

"Little miss, I suggest you surrender now. If I accidentally hurt your delicate little body, it wouldn't be good," the burly man said kindly, his tone sincere and without malice or vulgar remarks.

Beneath her mask, Huo Rui's face flickered with a hint of displeasure. Ye Wen had often drilled into her with motivational speeches about how women were no less capable than men, instilling in her an unyielding determination to never fall behind.

"Let's settle this with action, sir. A word of advice: underestimating me will cost you dearly. Tian Xing Senior Sister, Level 32 Power-Type Battle Soul Elder, Martial Soul: Heart."

The burly man, hearing this, stopped trying to converse further. He furrowed his brow and replied gravely:

"Xiong Ba, Level 38 Power-Type Soul Elder, Martial Soul: Black Bear."

Looking at the stark disparity between the two combatants, the spectators began voicing their opinions:

"This little girl is done for. Xiong Ba is a rising star who has already achieved nine consecutive victories and is about to advance to the Copper Rank Soul Battles. His Black Bear martial soul boasts terrifying defense and immense strength. Ordinary Soul Elders either die or are severely injured just from being touched by him."

"A heart? What kind of martial soul is that? What can it even do? This girl stepping up is practically suicide."

"Tsk! Damn it all! I was hoping to make back my losses betting on this newcomer, but turns out she has a useless martial soul."

Ye Wen merely watched the scene coldly. If idle gossip could break someone, then that person would have no future anyway. Back when he was alone and destitute, it was sheer resilience and thick-skinned determination that allowed him to get into university.

Moreover, Ye Wen had absolute confidence in Huo Rui. Whether it was strength, technique, or the level of her martial soul, Huo Rui was already at the pinnacle of ordinary soul masters.

At that moment, the burly man completed his spirit possession. Three bright yellow hundred-year soul rings encircled his body, giving him an imposing and fearsome aura.

However, Ye Wen shook his head slightly. As expected, this man was a civilian soul master.

The Black Bear martial soul was only at the peak of ordinary martial souls, lacking the elemental boosts that high-level martial souls possessed. Its status among martial souls was slightly above the Lone Wolf martial soul of the Blind Eye Douluo. Aside from amplifying basic physical strength, it was essentially just a wild beast martial soul.

Seeing that Huo Rui hadn't summoned her soul rings yet, the burly man grew irritated. Deciding to teach this naive young girl a harsh lesson, he thought, "How arrogant for a civilian soul master to act so self-assured. She's practically courting death."

"Third Soul Skill—Furious Bear Strike!"

The burly man roared the name of his soul skill and charged at Huo Rui with the ferocity of a runaway horse.

The distance of several dozen meters between them closed in an instant. His fist, as large as a sandbag, came crashing down toward Huo Rui's body without hesitation.

Huo Rui remained calm, her mind unruffled. Compared to her brother's monstrous close-combat abilities, this burly man was far inferior in both strength and technique.

Just as the man's fist was about to strike her, Huo Rui pushed off the ground with her foot and vanished from her original position.

Six Styles– Shave

By concentrating a large amount of soul power in her feet and combining explosive footwork with precise body mechanics, she achieved a leap akin to a startled rabbit, instantly accelerating. To the average observer, it appeared as if she had teleported.

In the blink of an eye, as the burly man realized Huo Rui had disappeared, he felt a sharp pain in his lower back. Before he knew it, his entire body was sent flying off the arena.

"Oh oh oh—"

The audience erupted in excitement.

Most of them were civilians who had paid to watch soul master battles purely to satisfy their admiration for the profession. They didn't understand the intricacies of technique, but the stark contrast of a young girl defeating a burly man left them thrilled, their adrenaline surging as they cheered wildly!

The burly man soon came to his senses, realizing that being knocked off the stage meant he had lost. Though he was one point short of advancing in rank, he harbored no resentment. Instead, he thought, "Every generation produces its talents. Who would've thought this girl, despite having a seemingly useless martial soul, possessed such incredible strength?"

Unlike a certain Buddha, who, after defeating a pair of hammer-wielding brothers, sought to kill them simply because they had injured Xiao Wu—a truly crooked path.

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After a while, it was Huo Quan's turn to step onto the stage. His opponent, having witnessed Huo Rui's battle, was now extremely cautious and immediately summoned his three soul rings: two yellow and one purple, forming a perfect configuration.

"Mountain Cat, Level 39 Agility-Attack Soul Elder, Martial Soul: Striped Cat."

"Tian Xing Second Brother, Level 35 Power-Type Battle Soul Elder, Martial Soul: Body."

After exchanging the formalities of a soul master duel, neither party rushed to attack. Instead, they carefully observed their opponent.

"A Striped Cat, huh? Among high-level martial souls, it's decent enough. The agility-attack path isn't wrong, but I wonder what soul skills his soul rings grant." Huo Quan thought to himself.

Meanwhile, his opponent, Mountain Cat, scrutinized Huo Quan. Dressed similarly to Huo Rui, the large characters "Tian Xing" emblazoned on his chest caught everyone's attention.

"A Body martial soul, and another strange beast-type martial soul at that. And he's not revealing his soul rings—is he, like that girl, absolutely confident in his own strength? Better play it safe and test this guy's mettle first."

"First Soul Skill—Ghostly Steps."

Mountain Cat's first soul ring lit up, and his body began moving rapidly. Numerous afterimages appeared behind him, quickly filling the entire arena.

"A confusion-type soul skill, interesting," Huo Quan muttered.

As the afterimages blurred together, making it impossible to distinguish which one was the real Mountain Cat, the illusions gradually closed in on Huo Quan.

Huo Quan didn't rush to attack. Instead, he closed his eyes. The Body martial soul granted him complete control over his body and heightened his five senses to an extraordinary degree.

In an instant, Huo Quan's eyes snapped open, locking onto a spot in the arena. He darted forward.

Six TStyles – Finger Gun – Six Strikes!!!!!!

Before Mountain Cat could react, six bloody holes appeared in his body. Though none were fatal, the pain caused him to let out a piercing scream.

"AAAAAHHHH—!"

The sight of blood pooling around Mountain Cat shocked the spectators. They hadn't expected the battle, which had just been a cautious exchange moments ago, to end so abruptly. Mountain Cat collapsed on the ground, slipping into a state of near-death due to blood loss.

"The winner—Tian Xing Second Brother!" To avoid any fatalities, the referee quickly declared the match over and called for medical personnel to carry Mountain Cat away. After all, accidental deaths during non-lethal duels would negatively impact his performance record.

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