"Clang!"
The Dragon Soul Spear and the Soul-Breaking Spear clashed together, producing a crisp sound.
This was Ma Hongjun's first time fighting a Soul Master who used a gun. Unlike typical Soul Master duels where Soul Skills were used immediately, the two exchanged blows using martial arts techniques.
The Soul-Breaking Spear's attack power was indeed formidable; in a normal clash, it was surprisingly evenly matched with the Dragon Soul Spear.
Ma Hongjun was currently using the Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix Spear, his attacks flowing seamlessly and progressively stronger.
Yang Feng's moves, on the other hand, were simple, direct, and powerful.
Both were currently in a probing phase, neither using their ultimate moves.
Even so, the spectators around them were terrified.
Both the Dragon Soul Spear and the Soul-Breaking Spear possessed immense attack power and penetrating strength. Despite the special materials used to reinforce the ground of the Great Soul Arena, the spears still pierced holes in the ground.
Ma Hongjun's spear light was golden, while Yang Feng's was black; the collision of their spear lights in the air created brilliant sparks.
Yang Feng had practiced spear techniques since childhood, and the Po clan also possessed the inherited martial art, the Yang Family Spear Technique.
Both were spear masters, intimately familiar with the weapon, and in the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged over a hundred blows.
Each move was ferocious, and the onlookers dared not breathe, yet after over a hundred exchanges, neither spear touched the other. Each time, it was a close call, more like a performance with a set routine.
"Truly exquisite!"
Ma Hongjun sighed inwardly. Yang Feng's spear technique was very strong, seemingly simple yet containing profound principles, each thrust carrying a powerful aura.
His spear technique was even comparable to his own Ma Family Spear Technique.
After all, this was a powerful high-martial world, where martial spirits were the primary focus, but other martial arts techniques were not far behind.
Compared to Ma Hongjun, Yang Feng was even more surprised. He never imagined that Ma Hongjun could hold his own against him without using soul skills.
In the Douluo Continent, no family's spear technique could compare to that of the Yang family. As the strongest spear-type martial soul on the Douluo Continent, the Yang family had challenged other famous spear families.
It could be said that the Yang family knew all the famous families on the Douluo Continent that used spears as their martial soul.
However, they had never heard of the unknown Ma family.
Leaving aside the quality of Ma Hongjun's silver spear martial soul, let's just talk about his spear technique.
Martial souls can become stronger through mutation, but martial arts cannot. The creation and formation of a martial arts technique requires time to accumulate.
Just like their Yang family's spear technique, it was created and accumulated generation after generation, a collection of countless generations' creations.
But Ma Hongjun's spear technique was even more profound than their ancestral spear technique, which truly surprised Yang Feng.
With such profound spear technique, even an ordinary spear-type martial soul shouldn't fail to make a name for itself, and yet they had never heard of the Ma family's spear technique before.
Therefore, it was very likely that Ma Hongjun's spear technique was created by himself.
"Where did you learn your spear technique?"
Yang Feng asked, but his spear was already thrusting out.
Ma Hongjun raised his spear, lifting Yang Feng's spear higher, then withdrew his hand, sidestepped, and moved half a body length away, pressing Yang Feng's spear down, then kicking out. He
said calmly,
"Self-taught!"
Yang Feng bent his elbow, meeting Ma Hongjun's leg, and at the same time, his first spirit ring lit up.
"Shock!"
Ma Hongjun's leg felt like it had hit a bouncy ball, a force emanating from his foot.
The distance between them increased.
"Indeed, it's self-created." Yang Feng murmured, his eyes shining as he looked at Ma Hongjun.
The genius who could create a martial art deeply intrigued Yang Feng.
Yang Feng was a once-in-a-century genius in the Yang family, and he himself was obsessed with spear techniques. Based on the Yang family's spear techniques, he had created some unique moves himself.
It could be said that he was a martial arts fanatic. Over the years, in order to perfect his spear technique, he had challenged people everywhere, traversing many large spirit arenas.
Ma Hongjun's marksmanship gave him many ideas. These novel, rigorous, and coherent techniques deeply impressed him.
This boy, even younger than himself, could create such a high level of marksmanship; Yang Feng was filled with admiration.
At this moment, winning or losing was no longer important to him, but he didn't want to miss this opportunity to learn from him.
It was rare to have such a satisfying battle.
Ma Hongjun was also enjoying himself immensely; to be honest, he hadn't felt this exhilarated in a long time against someone of the same level.
The two began to use their soul skills. Before, they had been testing each other, observing each other's marksmanship; now, the real battle was about to begin.
As if telepathically connected, their thoughts were aligned.
Ma Hongjun used his first soul skill, increasing his attack speed.
In terms of marksmanship, Ma Hongjun's spear was more agile, much faster than Yang Feng's. With the added bonus of his soul skill, the spear moved so fast it was almost invisible, forcing Yang Feng to dodge.
However, Yang Feng was not as fast as Ma Hongjun in terms of movement. The Phoenix Playing with a Hundred Birds technique improved Ma Hongjun's turning speed, so while Yang Feng was still choosing a position to dodge, Ma Hongjun's spear had already blocked his retreat.
Left with no other choice, Yang Feng activated his fourth spirit ring.
"罡!"
Yang Feng plunged his spear into the ground, black light condensing, and protective qi shielded him.
"Clang!"
The Dragon Soul Spear struck the qi shield, producing a clanging sound.
Yang Feng pulled the spear out again, black protective qi already condensed around him.
This time, Yang Feng didn't dodge; the Soul-Breaking Spear launched a counterattack.
Clang clang clang…
Ma Hongjun's spear thrust out repeatedly, but still couldn't break through Yang Feng's protective qi shield.
Yang Feng's attacks suddenly accelerated, focusing solely on offense, forcing Ma Hongjun to slow his pace and use the Phoenix Playing with a Hundred Birds movement technique to dodge.
"You think wearing a condom can stop my spear?"
Ma Hongjun said with a wicked smile.
Yang Feng's black qi shield was indeed like a condom, enveloping him.
"Hmph, then break through it!"
"No condom is impenetrable to my spear. Let me show you what a golden spear is."
The fourth spirit ring lit up, and the dark golden light on the Dragon Soul Spear shimmered.
"Golden Spear, Break!"
With a bang, the golden spear pierced through, and the black qi seemed to burst open, disappearing completely.
Ma Hongjun's spear pierced Yang Feng's abdomen.
"It's in. How does it feel?"
Yang Feng's expression changed instantly. The pain in his abdomen made his mind incredibly clear.
"Again!"
Ignoring the wound in his abdomen, Yang Feng took a sliding step back, while his second soul ring lit up.
"Explode!"
His second soul skill was the same as Ma Hongjun's, and this power unleashed the Dragon Soul Spear.
At the same time, Yang Feng's third soul ring lit up.
"Seal!"
The bleeding from his abdominal wound stopped, and the surrounding air pressure increased, as a force immobilized Ma Hongjun.
"He even has a control skill."
This surprised Ma Hongjun, and he quickly used his second soul skill.
Golden light erupted from his body, and the force that immobilized him was immediately dispelled, but the feeling of restraint had not disappeared. As if he were sinking into a swamp, Ma Hongjun's speed slowed down.
Yang Feng stabilized his injuries and charged forward again.
Unable to completely break free of the restraints immediately, Ma Hongjun didn't dwell on it. He activated his third spirit ring.
"Water Gun!"
With a swing of the Dragon Soul Spear, a blue mist appeared between him and Liu Feng, obstructing their view.
"Here's some water to wash your wounds."
Ma Hongjun smiled, raising the spear towards Yang Feng. Blue patterns on the Dragon Soul Spear lit up, and droplets of water quickly formed.
"Shoot!"
The blue water droplets shot out like bullets, piercing through the mist.
A dripping sound rang out as the water droplets struck Yang Feng.
The water seeped into his body, worsening his injuries.
His injuries were rapidly deteriorating; his spirit power was expending too quickly. He couldn't afford to delay any longer. He needed to end the battle quickly, relying on a burst of power to win.
At this moment, Yang Feng still felt there was a chance of victory. His fifth spirit ring lit up, a deep black ten-thousand-year spirit ring rising.
"Break!"
He held the Soul-Breaking Spear horizontally, charging towards the blue mist with unstoppable momentum. The mist was deflected to both sides by the Soul-Breaking Spear, posing no obstacle to him.
At this moment, the massive tip of the Soul-Shattering Spear gleamed like a black diamond.
Seeing this, Hu Yiming in the audience trembled involuntarily.
He had been defeated by this very spear; Yang Feng's fifth soul skill, "Break," greatly increased the spear's penetrating power. Even Hu Yiming's Tiger Soul Blade martial soul had been wounded by this spear. His body had been pierced through, and the dark, gleaming spearhead had become a shadow over him for some time.
He didn't believe Ma Hongjun could withstand this spear.
Of course, this was just his hope; he didn't want to see anyone stronger than him.
On the other hand, Hu Erming and the Lava Rock martial soul master beside him remained calm; they firmly believed Ma Hongjun could withstand the spear.
"Seems a bit strong!" Oscar couldn't help but look on with envy.
Ning Rongrong and the others nodded; this Invincible Divine Spear was indeed quite powerful.
They knew Ma Hongjun very well; this Invincible Divine Spear could maintain his composure and launch such sharp attacks against Ma Hongjun—no wonder he possessed the Sapphire Badge.
Of course, this still wasn't enough to defeat Ma Hongjun. Leaving aside Ma Hongjun's three soul bones, his two powerful ten-thousand-year soul rings and soul skills alone were not something an ordinary person could withstand.
Chen Cheng, among the group, had the best eyesight. He could see that Yang Feng's spear technique had reached the sixth level. He had already achieved a unity of mind, will, and divine sense.
In terms of spear technique level, he was even slightly more advanced than Ma Hongjun.
Seeing Yang Feng's fierce spear thrust, Ma Hongjun had no time to think. He didn't use his fourth or fifth soul skills.
Instead, he activated his first soul skill.
To the astonishment of the audience, Ma Hongjun performed a backflip, his Dragon Soul Spear swirling in his hand, condensing azure light.
"Wind-Breaking Style!"
Without dodging, Ma Hongjun met the attack head-on with his spear.
This was the first move of his ultimate technique, Seven Probing Serpent Spear. Although it was a first soul ring skill, its power was indeed Ma Hongjun's strongest single-target attack.
"Bang!"
A loud bang echoed, and a gust of wind swept through the entire arena. Centered on the arena, the aftershocks of the battle spread outwards, and the scattered blue mist vanished instantly.
Skirts were blown off again in the audience, as a gust of wind attacked the women's vulnerable spots.
The enclosed arena was suddenly filled with this sudden
wind!
With the women's screams, the match was decided.
On the arena, only Ma Hongjun stood alone, spear in hand.
Yang Feng had already fallen off the stage, his martial spirit blasted into his body, coughing up blood.
The previous exchange was a true clash of titans; the tips of their spears collided, the immense force sending them flying. Ultimately, Ma Hongjun's strength prevailed; the Dragon Soul Spear's penetrating power was greater than the Soul-Breaking Spear's, and the force penetrated Yang Feng's body through the Soul-Breaking Spear.
This powerful collision also injured Ma Hongjun, his internal organs shaken, but thanks to the Jianmu torso spirit bone, the impact was minimal.
Although Yang Feng only had a visible wound on his abdomen, the attack had severely damaged his internal organs.
"Congratulations, the Unyielding Golden Spear wins!"
With the announcer's declaration, a cacophony of noise erupted from the audience.
Many who had lost the bets sighed and cursed, while the winners chanted "Unyielding Golden Spear!" The onlookers, however, mostly celebrated and applauded, cheering for this spectacular battle of spirits.
Watching Yang Feng's defeat, Hu Yiming felt no joy. Although he had repeatedly imagined humiliating Yang Feng, seeing him actually beaten made him panic.
As the number one genius of the younger generation in the Star Luo Empire, he had been thoroughly humiliated. Right now, there were two geniuses stronger and younger than him.
Most importantly, he knew Ma Hongjun's identity and his relationship with Dai Mubai.
Over the years, the Tiger Soul Hu family's power had grown exponentially, producing a wealth of talent. Among the younger generation, the brothers Hu Yiming and Hu Erming were older than the brothers Davis and Dai Mubai, and their talent was no less than theirs.
This had increased the Tiger Soul family's prestige, and coupled with their improving relationship with the fourth family, the Lava Rock family, they were beginning to have the potential to rival the White Tiger and Spirit Cat families. The
White Tiger and Spirit Cat families, due to their brutal competition, didn't have many outstanding members, unlike Hu Yiming and his family, which focused on development.
In recent years, the two families had secretly harbored ambitions, and although the White Tiger and Spirit Cat families had noticed, they were powerless to stop it, given the strength of the two families.
Hu Yiming was the most promising genius to lead both families to rise to prominence. The two families had been secretly helping him build momentum, aiming to make him the most powerful figure in the empire and gain the support of the younger generation.
Unfortunately, he was defeated by Yang Feng, damaging his reputation.
Now, Ma Hongjun has emerged, and he's even teaming up with the newly crown prince, Dai Mubai, undoubtedly becoming a potential enemy of the Tiger Soul Hu family.
The reason the Star Luo Empire's development has been slow in recent years, allowing the Heaven Dou Empire to catch up, is because the Tiger Soul family has been secretly plotting against them.
Otherwise, the White Tiger Douluo would have already launched a war against the Heaven Dou Empire, preparing to unify the continent.
After all, the Heaven Dou Empire's Emperor Xue Ye is already old, while he is at his peak.
The rise of the Tiger Soul family forced the White Tiger Douluo to first stabilize the domestic situation.
Originally, the White Tiger Douluo didn't intend for Davis and Dai Mubai to fight to the death this time; a decisive victory would suffice. The brothers Davis and Dai Mubai were both geniuses of the royal family's generation; their loss would be a great pity, as they represented the royal family's strength.
However, the sudden appearance of the evil spirit master disrupted his plans, which was the reason for his great anger.
Now that Davis was dead and Zhu Zhuqing had left the Zhu family, it would be difficult for the younger generation of heirs to suppress the heirs of the Tiger Soul Clan and the Lava Clan.
Once their generation passed away, the next generation might descend into chaos.
This was White Tiger Douluo's worry, and thus became the Tiger Soul Clan's hope.
Hu Yiming would not allow anyone to disrupt their family's plans; Ma Hongjun and others were potential threats.
Although they hadn't yet joined the Star Luo Empire, they were still an unstable factor.
But now, Hu Yiming's target was Yang Feng.
"He's injured, Erming, go and call Uncle Dong. Arrange for people to wait outside; I'll watch him."
"Yes, Big Brother!" Hu Erming replied excitedly, quietly making his way out.
Hu Yiming watched Yang Feng rise dejectedly and walk out, coldly muttering to himself,
"Tonight, the Invincible Divine Spear—either submit or die."
(End of Chapter)