"Match start!"
Following the host's command, all four contestants began to move.
The Martial Souls of the two burly men were both hammers, covered in fine, dense patterns that emitted a rich gray light. Paired with their tall frames, they looked quite imposing.
"Ha!"
The two men shouted in unison. Their shirts actually burst open at the same time, revealing the powerful muscles of their upper bodies.
On the other side, the two girls appeared somewhat more graceful. One to the left and one to the right, they spread out as if dancing.
The girl on the left was about 1.65 meters tall. Her figure was very well-proportioned, and her long, light blue hair cascaded down her back. Her fair face was adorned with delicate features.
At first glance, she didn't seem stunning, but a closer look revealed a hazy, indistinct kind of beauty.
Her entire body was enveloped in a hazy blue light. Three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, spiraled up from under her feet.
Her Martial Soul was some kind of bird. It didn't possess her body like a typical beast Martial Soul; instead, a blue phantom appeared behind her.
"Ice Phoenix!"
Lu Feng looked at the girl's Martial Soul and instantly guessed her identity.
Shui Bing'er.
Lu Feng turned his gaze to the other girl. Seeing their somewhat similar faces, he had a rough idea.
They're sisters.
Unfortunately, they're too far away. Lu Feng looked at the four who were already fighting and sighed.
The Heaven Dou Great Spirit Arena's stage was two or three times wider than the one in Suotuo City. Furthermore, Lu Feng's position was already at the outermost edge of the spectator stands.
He discovered with frustration that he couldn't even see any fragments dropping.
"Hey, buddy. The front-row seats aren't cheap."
The short spectator next to him familiarly patted Lu Feng's shoulder. "For us, just watching the excitement is enough."
Lu Feng nodded at him and then continued to watch the match.
On the spirit battle stage, a faint mist gradually rose, obscuring the view. A bone-chilling air spread rapidly across the ground.
A faint purple layer covered Lu Feng's eyes. He saw that Shui Yue'er's first soul ring was already shining.
After her Martial Soul possession, fine scales had appeared on her body, looking like some kind of fish.
"What the hell is this?" the short spectator complained.
With his level of vision, he could barely see what was happening on the stage through the thin mist.
"Damn it, I can't see anything at all! Refund!" another spectator in a red jacket and a buzz cut shouted in dissatisfaction.
On the stage, the two burly men's vision was obscured by the surrounding cold mist, and their expressions couldn't help but change slightly.
Within this cold fog, they had actually lost their sense of direction.
However, the surprise on their faces lasted only a very short time before quickly returning to normal.
Both men took a steady step back at the same time, letting out a low roar in unison. Their movements were as synchronized as if they were one person.
They both raised the Martial Souls in their hands, lifting them high above their heads as dense gray light surged out.
Seeing their opening stance, Lu Feng couldn't help but be startled.
Because he was far too familiar with this move—it was, impressively, the Disorderly Splitting Wind Hammer Method.
"Be careful," the two shouted in unison.
At the same time, the hammer Martial Souls in their hands smashed down, and a powerful soul power fluctuation rippled out.
"Bang!"
Following a loud crash, the ice on the stage was instantly shattered.
Not only that, but they also moved with synchronized steps, quickly rushing in Shui Bing'er's direction, their hammers already raised high.
"First Soul Skill, Freeze!"
The moment the two men dashed forward, Shui Bing'er's first soul ring lit up.
An ice-blue light flashed. The two men only felt a chill run through their bodies. Their advancing bodies suddenly halted, and they were completely frozen within solid blocks of ice.
But in the very next second, the two men's bodies trembled slightly, and a faint gray soul power surged out.
With a "peng" sound, the solid ice on their bodies instantly shattered into a fine powder that covered the ground.
"What a formidable hammer technique. The Ice Snow Drifting Zero combination has probably met their match this time," the short spectator couldn't help but sweat for Shui Bing'er.
It wasn't that he understood the match; he simply didn't want the two beauties to lose.
At this moment, the two burly men spun around on the spot. Using the rotational force, the Martial Souls in their hands slammed down fiercely. A dark gray shockwave shot viciously toward Shui Bing'er's position.
Staring at the incoming energy blast, Shui Bing'er raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Generally speaking, Soul Masters with melee Martial Souls didn't possess long-range attack methods.
Surprise was surprise, but Shui Bing'er didn't just sit and wait. Her third soul ring lit up. As she opened and closed her palms, a blue-gold ice ring appeared around her body.
"Third Soul Skill, Resist Ice Ring!"
In an instant, the gray energy smashed into Shui Bing's body.
However, the energy impact stalled just a few centimeters from Shui Bing'er. Relying on the outward repulsive force of her third soul skill, Shui Bing'er actually managed to deflect the energy.
"Yue'er, get ready!" Seizing the moment, Shui Bing'er gave her sister a command.
Hearing this, Shui Yue'er nodded and began to dance on the spot.
Her three soul rings flickered alternately, and circles of blue halos spread out, accompanying her dance.
Their bodies turned into two streaks of light, soaring into the air.
Immediately after, a dark cloud appeared above the spirit battle stage, perfectly covering the entire stage area. Then, snowflakes began to fall on the stage, each one as sharp as a blade.
The spectators below looked at the ice and snow vortex in the sky. Even from such a distance, it still made many of them feel a chill.
"Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Ice Snow Drifting Zero!" The short spectator, seeing their movements, suddenly shouted excitedly.
The reason Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er were able to secure thirty consecutive victories in two-on-two spirit battles was precisely this Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Many spectators had come just to see this move.
This extreme chill... Ultimate Ice.
Watching their soaring aura, Lu Feng's eyes turned completely purple.
Under his gaze, he could see that the air in the center of the vortex was completely frozen. Even the third realm of the Purple Demon Eye could not fully see through it.
At this time, snowflakes danced on the spirit battle stage. Each snowflake was as sharp as a blade, drifting down in a spiral, sweeping toward the two men's location.
"If you can't hold on, just surrender. We will stop," Shui Bing'er's voice came from mid-air.
"Hmph, it's not that easy to make us surrender," the leading burly man said coldly.
"When brothers are of one mind, their sharpness can cut through metal!" the leading burly man shouted.
As his voice fell, the third soul rings on both men lit up simultaneously. Covered by the gray light, the volume of their iron hammers suddenly doubled.
The next moment, the two huge iron hammers actually left their hands, smashing toward the center of the storm.
The hammers tore through the air with a piercing sound, and the air slightly distorted wherever they passed. Even in the spectator stands, everyone could already feel the terrifying attack power attached to them.
"What a sharp attack. I'm afraid Ice Snow Drifting Zero is going to lose this time," the short spectator couldn't help but sigh.
Lu Feng glanced at him casually but didn't say anything.
In his previous life, Lu Feng quite enjoyed watching old men play chess by the roadside. Who won or lost wasn't important. What mattered was the atmosphere of a group of terrible players confidently giving pointers.
At this moment, on the spirit battle stage, a clear and loud phoenix cry rang out.
In mid-air, the snowflakes that were originally in a tornado formation flew high. The snowflakes gradually condensed, and a massive blue phoenix, ten meters long, appeared out of thin air.
This phoenix was entirely ice-blue, with bright eyes and long tail feathers. It glittered under the spotlights of the Spirit Arena.
The next moment, the dazzling phoenix transformed into an ice-blue glare, and immense energy poured down.
A cold current surged, and the stage was instantly covered in a layer of blue light. The chill spread out, gradually covering the entire Great Spirit Arena. The spectators shivered, their facial expressions frozen.
"Kacha!" Following a cracking sound, a terrifying fissure appeared on the floor of the entire stage.
"Wow!"
Gasps of astonishment immediately came from the spectator stands.
"How is this power like a Soul Elder's battle? It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a Titled Douluo's soul skill, right?" The short spectator waved his hands, yelling.
Hearing this, the corner of Lu Feng's mouth couldn't help but twitch. He quickly left the spectator stands.
He was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, he would be infected by this group of 'terrible chess players'.
On the stage, the two brothers supported each other, barely managing to stand.
"Thank you for showing mercy. We lose this spirit battle," the leading burly man clutched his chest and said with some difficulty.
In that final moment, the Ice Phoenix's energy impact had shifted to the edge of the stage. Otherwise, the two of them probably wouldn't even be able to stand right now.
"It was just a spar, no need to mind it." Shui Bing'er smiled gracefully, then took her sister's hand and left.
"Big brother, I think... I think I'm in love." After saying this, the slightly shorter burly man scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Pa!" The leading burly man slapped him hard.
"No women in the heart, and the hammer will swing like a god. All day long, you're just thinking about useless things. Go back and give me extra training!"
At the edge of the arena, Shui Yue'er, having walked partway, suddenly turned her head to look at Lu Feng by the side of the stage. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly pulled her older sister.
"Big sister, look! That guy is so handsome!"
Shui Bing'er looked in the direction her sister was pointing. At this moment, Lu Feng stood there with his arms crossed, calm and composed, as if the surrounding noise had nothing to do with him.
He was dressed in a black formal suit, his long hair tied up high, looking clean and sharp. A faint, almost imperceptible smile played on his lips, making one want to get closer.
"Hm?" Shui Bing'er was slightly taken aback. A ripple unexpectedly stirred in her heart as well.
It wasn't that she was 'fangirling' like her sister, but the faint soul power fluctuations from Lu Feng's body made him somewhat inscrutable to Shui Bing'er.
This person looks no older than fifteen, but his strength is actually above mine? Shui Bing'er secretly sized up Lu Feng, wondering in her heart just who he was.
At this time, Lu Feng also noticed the two. He turned his head and smiled slightly.
In an instant, a blush appeared on Shui Yue'er's pretty face. But this girl was clearly very open, making no effort to hide her interest in Lu Feng, just staring straight at him with her big eyes.
However, Shui Bing'er suddenly felt a strange sensation from her Martial Soul.
Although the feeling lasted only for a moment, she felt it very clearly.