Chapter 46 Qian Renxue: I told you to pretend, but not like this!
"I hereby declare the Christmas Martial Arts Tournament open!"
"There are a total of 150 participants in this tournament. We will have ten rounds of free-for-all battles, and the winners will automatically advance to the top ten."
After Zhao Qian finished speaking, he didn't forget to activate his Soul Rings to intimidate the opponents.
The strength of an eight-ring Soul Master stunned many Soul Masters, but they didn't think much of it.
After all, this was Martial Soul City.
If anyone wanted to die, no one would stop them.
Soon, the first round of contestants was selected.
Jiang Nian glanced at them briefly and then focused his gaze on the young man wearing the Holy Dragon Sect's attire.
If he wasn't mistaken, the winner of this round should be him.
Many gamblers began to place bets, and the referee deliberately waited until an incense stick had burned before starting the match.
On the arena, the fifteen young men sized each other up, but none of them made the first move.
"I'm from the Zhang family of Baicheng. If you let me advance to the top ten, I'll treat you all to drinks and meat."
"Pah! I'm from the Wang family of Langya City!"
Tuoba Jun remained aloof, seemingly unwilling to participate in this argument.
Of course, he knew that with his status, he might provoke the other fourteen to attack him.
Zhang Erhe, seeing that the flames hadn't reached Tuoba Jun, glanced at the people around him.
Everyone knew which of their Soul Masters would advance from the moment they stepped onto the stage.
However, a reason was needed for a siege.
After all, Tuoba Jun was a disciple of the Holy Dragon Sect, and no one wanted to be the first to stick their neck out.
In the end, a family from the Spirit Hall initiated the fight.
Seemingly attacking others, the flames of war had actually spread to Tuoba Jun.
"Damn it! You bunch of dogs!"
Seeing this, the fourteen stopped pretending and prepared to kick him out first.
Their Spirits activated simultaneously, all of them a uniform yellow-yellow-purple, yellow-yellow-yellow.
The commoner Soul Masters, heads bowed, exclaimed in surprise, "They're all Soul Masters! This batch seems quite strong..."
"It's incredibly rare to reach Soul Master status under twenty-five."
"But for these noble children, it's quite normal."
Jiang Nian shook his head helplessly, looking at the group of Soul Masters before him.
He hadn't expected even the disciple from the Holy Dragon Sect to not have reached Soul Master status; this competition felt tailor-made for him.
Qian Renxue merely glanced at them before losing interest.
"Boring~ Little Jiang, when are you going to go on stage? I want to see you dominate!"
"I don't know either." Jiang Nian laughed, rubbing the back of his head with his hands, lying on the sofa watching their battle.
On the arena, the use of various Soul Skills drew gasps from the onlookers.
A chaotic battle of fifteen people; initially, they attacked Tuoba Jun together, but when someone was eliminated, the already suspicious alliance instantly crumbled.
In less than five minutes, only three remained on the field.
Tuoba Jun, watching Zhang Erhe attack him, sneered, "Third Soul Skill, White Dragon Impact!"
His purple soul ring flashed, and the white-armored earth dragon behind him charged towards the spear-wielding man.
In the ensuing fierce battle, Zhang Erhe fell off the stage, coughing up blood.
Tuoba Jun looked at the last survivor and said indifferently, "Do you want me to personally send you down?"
"Uh... I concede, I concede..."
A few seconds later, Zhao Qian announced the winner to the crowd.
The entire audience erupted in the cheers of the gamblers.
This match was a foregone conclusion.
An hour and a half later, the battle reached its tenth round.
Jiang Nian finally stood up.
"I don't know how they arranged it, why did they put him last... "
The two girls, who had been dozing off, instantly woke up when they heard Jiang Nian's name.
"Oh? Little Jiang, it's finally your turn." Qian Renxue rubbed her eyes and clenched her little hand to cheer him on.
Jin Yue'er stood up, looked at his slightly disheveled collar, carefully straightened it, and then smiled sweetly.
"Little Jiang, good luck!"
"Of course."
After pinching her little cheek, Jiang Nian noticed a lingering gaze on him, so he walked over to the little golden-haired boy and pinched him too.
"Hmph~"
A satisfied Qian Renxue turned her head away, a slight smile unconsciously playing on her lips.
"Little Jiang, give them a big one!"
Jiang Nian, who was originally going to take the stairs, stopped when he heard this.
Since the little golden-haired boy wanted to see it, he would grant her wish.
After saying that, he pushed open the window of the private room and activated his martial soul to the astonishment of the two girls.
The power of lightning and wind gathered beneath his feet.
Jiang Nian slowly strode through the void, walking from the second floor towards the arena.
"Holy crap?! Who is this kid?! He just walked down here so gracefully, holding an umbrella?!"
"There seem to be arcs of lightning flashing beneath his feet, what's going on?!"
"Damn, teacher, I want to learn that!"
Everyone turned their attention to Jiang Nian, many Soul Emperors and Soul Saints standing up to scrutinize his cool display.
"He didn't use any Soul Skills... Could his Martial Soul involve space and lightning?"
"But I don't remember any powerful clan with the surname Jiang..."
Zhao Qian stared intently at Jiang Nian as he slowly walked towards the arena, his eyelids twitching.
"This is Bai'er's good older brother? He's indeed handsome... and with that kind of skill, even a Soul Douluo might not be able to do that."
Jiang Nian landed smoothly on the arena, his gaze sweeping over the remaining fourteen people, before closing his eyes and shutting down his Heavenly Dao Umbrella.
As for the exclamations around him, he was already used to them.
"Xiao Jiang… Xiao Jiang today…" Qian Renxue covered her mouth, a blush rising to her cheeks.
Then, puffing out her cheeks, she said somewhat sourly, "I told you to pretend, but not like this… Now look what's happened, all those beauties are probably head over heels for you…"
Jin Yue'er blinked, remaining silent, simply staring at the figure.
In the audience on the first floor, Hu Liena and her two companions cheered loudly for Jiang Nian, their faces beaming with excitement.
They wished everyone knew that Jiang Nian was their elder brother.
"I want to learn from Brother Nian in the future!" Yan, her face full of envy, tossed her hair, her eyes filled with admiration and longing.
"Come on, your fire-attribute martial soul doesn't seem to have anything to do with lightning…"
"Damn it, Xie Yue, can't you let me imagine it first?"
Soon, many people had bet all their wealth on Jiang Nian.
Jin Yue'er and Qian Renxue even each bet 100,000 gold soul coins.
The odds were low, only 1.2.
An incense stick's time had passed.
Jiang Nian, hearing the horn sound beside him, slowly opened his eyes.
The fourteen people had clearly planned to attack him first, even their formation was ready.
"Kid! That move just now was indeed impressive, but... even a Soul King couldn't take on fourteen at once!"
"Brothers, activate your Martial Souls!"
Instantly, the aura of Soul Venerables surged across the arena, uniformly yellow and purple.
Jiang Nian calmly opened his Heavenly Dao Umbrella, and the Soul Rings beneath his feet lit up.
"No... this is impossible!"
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