Chapter 200 Ten Consecutive Victories
Compared to the Soul Masters of the original Douluo Three Kingdoms, the Soul Masters of the Sun Moon Empire demonstrated their advantage even from this simple probing attack.
Simultaneously unleashing dozens of Soul Guidance Rays was something almost every Level 6 Soul Master could do. However, Qi Hao's dozen or so Soul Guidance Rays contained at least six different attributes, something not everyone could accomplish.
Two yellow, three purple, and one black—this was Qi Hao's Soul Ring combination. At this moment, the light of his six Soul Rings flickered alternately. A Soul Guidance Device on his back shone brightly, clearly releasing energy-gathering power. All six of his Soul Rings were, without exception, auxiliary Soul Skills that amplified his own Soul Power.
Propelled by the Soul Guidance Propulsion Device beneath his feet, he rapidly retreated, widening the distance between himself and Wu Xuan.
His goal was simple: as long as Wu Xuan was slowed by his Soul Guidance Rays, then a relentless barrage of attacks would follow. Especially useful were the high-powered Soul Guidance Devices that required a slight charging up.
However, the situation changed drastically in the next instant, leaving even Qi Hao, who was unleashing his full power, momentarily stunned.
Facing Qi Hao's dozen or so soul-guided rays, Wu Xuan didn't dodge at all, but simply charged forward at full speed. The blade of his Li Quan Spear drew a blue-green arc of electricity, and the incoming soul-guided rays seemed to deliberately avoid him, gliding past him. Not a single one hit.
This... how could this be? Even with his usually composed mind, Qi Hao was utterly shocked. He couldn't afford to continue attacking. Instead, he turned and ran. His flying soul-guided device activated at full power, instantly accelerating him as he flew to the side.
As he flew out, he didn't forget to scatter more than ten soul-guided bombs. To avoid affecting himself, these bombs weren't very powerful; they only needed to be ignited with soul power. But their sheer number was their strength. He was simply trying to buy himself some time.
However, to his surprise, Wu Xuan suddenly stopped. He stomped his left foot on the ground and leaped high into the air, a jump that lifted him more than five meters off the ground, just clearing the landing soul-guided bombs.
The sharpness of the Li Quan Spear erupted, and a suffocating pressure surged out like a tidal wave. At this moment, Wu Xuan's strength, willpower, and spirit were all at their peak.
Only a very few people saw the entire process of Wu Xuan's explosive power. Qi Hao's pupils dilated slightly. At this moment, he even forgot to activate his level six defensive shield. In his vision, he only saw an unstoppable spear light. He felt an indescribable, domineering aura invade his body, and instantly, his body seemed to be no longer under his mental control. Even his own released martial spirit retracted on its own; he had completely lost control of his body.
Qi Hao's body crashed to the ground, a cry of pain escaping his lips. The referee was shocked; this was a student of the Mingde Hall, a rare genius for the entire empire. If he were to perish, the Unbreakable Douluo would not forgive him.
When the referee rushed to Qi Hao, a look of astonishment made him frown, for Wu Xuan's spear strike had not harmed Qi Hao's body at all.
But Qi Hao's condition was clearly off; his fighting spirit seemed to have crumbled in an instant.
In that strike, Wu Xuan had finally grasped his own essence, that domineering aura of "who else but me, standing at the pinnacle."
On the main platform of the Soul Guidance Trial Arena, Jing Hongchen watched the battle intently. On the surface, his expression was calm, but his heart was in turmoil.
The ten Mingde Hall students he selected, while not the elite of the top, were certainly not weak. Their swift and decisive defeat, like chickens being slaughtered, was truly beyond his expectations.
This young man named Yang Xuan seemed ridiculously strong!
Inside the private room, Jing Hongchen took out a special small compass and said in a deep voice, "In the next match, you close-combat soul instructors will go first. Focus on your defensive strength."
Upon hearing this, a man over two meters tall nodded emphatically and stepped onto the arena.
Wu Xuan's aura had reached its peak.
This third contestant was as robust as a small mountain, with broad shoulders and a fierce expression.
"The match begins!" the referee shouted, then stepped off the arena. Close-combat Soul Masters didn't have many requirements, so the referee had even omitted the need for a name.
After the announcement, the burly man immediately sprang into action. A heavy Soul Guidance Shield appeared in his hand first, followed by layers of thick plate armor that clanged as they were applied to his body.
The two were only fifty meters apart, but this time Wu Xuan didn't rush out like in the previous two matches. Under the influence of his powerful will, the Blazing Spring Spear, seemingly covered in scales, gleamed with a faint metallic sheen.
Without hesitation, the burly man activated his Level 6 Soul Guidance Shield. The three layers of defense were like an impenetrable wall; he refused to believe Wu Xuan could break through it in one move.
Wu Xuan's eyes narrowed, and his right hand, holding the spear, slightly rose. To the astonishment of the crowd, he suddenly hurled the spear. A piercing whistle filled the air, and almost instantly, the spear reached the burly man.
Using a spear over eleven feet long as a short spear was a sight to behold.
But the moment the spear pierced the soul-guiding shield, the burly man felt a violent jolt throughout his body; his soul-guiding shield instantly flared to a high level. With a deafening crash, the burly man groaned, his shattered soul-guiding armor and shield flying backwards from the arena without warning.
Wu Xuan flicked his wrist, and the previously thrown Li Quan Spear appeared in his grasp.
That's it?
The referee made no attempt to hide the shock in his eyes. He never expected this young man to be so strong; even a level six soul master from the Mingde Hall, known for his defense, couldn't escape being instantly killed.
"You win," the referee said with some difficulty.
One match ended in an average of one minute, and the previous silence was replaced by a cacophony of noise.
The matches continued. Jing Hongchen had sent almost exclusively level six Soul Masters today, because level seven Soul Masters were no longer considered students, but rather secondary researchers. Each level seven Soul Master had their own research tasks and it was almost impossible for them to participate in the so-called competitions. Moreover, there was no precedent for level seven or higher Soul Masters participating in the Infinite Arena.
The remaining seven Mingde Hall students took to the stage one after another, but their aggressive demeanor couldn't cause any trouble. Wu Xuan defeated all his opponents with the force of an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
"We've struck it rich! Odds of 1 to 30! How dare you in the Grand Soul Arena! You've got inside information!" Ye Guyi, hiding in a corner, scornfully criticized the Sun Moon official.
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