Chapter 73: Three-Life Martial Soul?

Ning Feiliu's second opponent was also arranged very quickly.

The host was on the Douhun Platform again, announcing loudly, "Next, we will conduct the forty-third One-on-One Soul Fighting match of our Soul Fighting Arena today. Appearing will be two Soul Elders; they are, uh... the Battle Soul Elder Yafei, who possesses the Tool Spirit Crescent Moon Divine Weapon!"

"He will step onto the Douhun Platform for a duel once again, and his opponent is the Battle Soul Elder who possesses the Beast Spirit Iron Bull, and who also just obtained one victory—Niu Abao!"

Another strong man with dark skin and muscles bulging like granite stepped up; he kicked off with his right foot, erupting with a deafening sound as he leaped onto the Douhun Platform, though his height was a bit shorter than Liu Ba's, being about 1.8 meters, similar to Ning Feiliu's height.

Ning Feiliu continued to float onto the Douhun Platform, and this time there was no need to say anything more.

"Spirit Possession!"

It was clear that Niu Abao had no intention of chatting like Liu Ba had before, and he summoned his martial soul directly.

A streak of black light flashed by, Niu Abao's body sank downward, and his muscles expanded as if exploding, transforming into sinewy muscle.

His entire body was covered in black, as if by a suit of black iron armor, and from both sides of his head, a pair of rough, winding bull horns grew out.

He did not hit Ning Feiliu.

He lunged forward violently toward Ning Feiliu, wanting to initiate the close-quarters combat he was most skilled at.

Who stands still to trade blows as a marksman? Isn't this just courting death?

But Ning Feiliu was faster!

Because beyond seven steps, the gun is fast; within seven steps, the gun is both accurate and fast!

But that dark purple light wave slammed heavily onto his body once again.

A deafening sound erupted on the Douhun Platform, and the entire Soul Fighting Arena felt as if it were teetering and shaking.

Niu Abao missed his lunge!

"Third Soul Skill!"

Only then did Niu Abao realize he had missed, and just as he wanted to turn around to find Ning Feiliu and continue trying to find a way to attack at close range.

At the same time, the gravity Enhancement effect brought by Zhuiming made his movements become sluggish.

Niu Abao's speed was extremely fast, even five percent faster than Liu Ba's.

But... the gap between Niu Abao's and Ning Feiliu's Soul Rings was not just a simple matter of one Hundred-Year Spirit Ring...

But...

Ning Feiliu was certainly no fool; when Niu Abao charged over while enduring the Eagle Eye attack, he rolled and quickly left his original spot.

The flames landed on Niu Abao, but one could see the white Soul Ring under Niu Abao's feet flash by, "First Soul Skill! Steel Tempering!"

Ning Feiliu raised Eagle Eye, spraying out glowing blue flames forward.

Under his feet, however, were three Soul Rings: one white, one yellow, and one purple.

"Hah—!" Niu Abao let out a violent shout, and after Ning Feiliu summoned his martial soul, he actually took the initiative to attack first!

This proved that he was by no means an ordinary person like Liu Ba; at the very least, his third Soul Ring was a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!

Such a Soul Ring combination was only one yellow Hundred-Year Spirit Ring away from the optimal two-yellow-one-purple combination for the Soul Elder level.

It was—one Hundred-Year Spirit Ring! One Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!

Ning Feiliu also summoned the Crescent Moon Divine Weapon, "Black Night Silent Illumination, Moonlight Fills the Sky!"

One could see a black light flash across his body again, his whole body seemingly draped in a layer of lustrous steel armor, and then he charged straight through the Eagle Eye fire, holding his fists high, and struck violently!

"Boom—!"

Niu Abao actually did not hesitate at all, his strongest Thousand-Year Spirit Ring flashing.

The third Soul Ring erupted with a large expanse of black light, condensing into an even deeper black light that fell upon him, "Iron Bull Earth-Splitting Transformation!"

This soul skill could increase his resistance to abnormal status effects, as well as his defense and strength, for the next half hour, while simultaneously doubling them.

Therefore, the gravity Enhancement effect of Zhuiming was significantly weakened.

However...

"Zhuiming! First Soul Skill!" The Zhuiming in Ning Feiliu's hand radiated a heavy black light, pressing directly down on Niu Abao!

In an instant, Niu Abao felt his body unable to move, and what followed was the bombardment of attacks from the Zhuiming in Ning Feiliu's hand!

"Roar—!!"

But fortunately, Niu Abao had activated the effect of his third soul skill; after hard-resisting for one second, he broke free from the restraint and roared as he used the bull horns on his head to gore toward Ning Feiliu!

However, at this moment, Ning Feiliu chuckled, and as his Zhuiming fired another light wave attack, it suddenly turned into a stream of light and returned to his body.

"This is..."

The spectators in the stands all widened their eyes, saying one after another, "Could it be that Yafei has given up on resisting? Is he going to lose this match directly?"

"He hasn't even released his third soul skill yet, and he actually retracted his martial soul directly?"

"This is definitely a fix! A fix!"

"He only retracted one of his martial souls, he hasn't given up!"

But next, right before the shocked eyes of everyone, a pale stream of light flashed in Ning Feiliu's hand again...

A ring blade with sharp edges on both sides appeared before everyone's eyes.

The final Crescent Moon Divine Weapon—Severum!

The three-blade combo! One of Aphelios's classic in-game tricks!

Yet this scene stunned the many spectators present!

"Impossible! This is... a third martial soul?!"

"How could anyone possibly have three martial souls!"

"This shouldn't be possible; three martial souls, this simply... cannot exist!"

However, Ning Feiliu had no time to pay attention to the discussions of others, nor did he attack directly with the newly appeared Severum, but instead quickly used Eagle Eye to attack again!

"Eagle Eye! Third Soul Skill!"

His body turned into a streak of moonlight, directly using Teleportation to move over ten meters to the side, once again causing Niu Abao to pounce on empty air!

"Moon Brilliance Absolute Flash!"

The Firefly Flame in his hand fired a crescent-shaped light slash forward, which landed on Niu Abao, creating a violent explosion!

At the same time, his off-hand weapon, the Folding Mirror, followed the Firefly Flame's attack, splitting into four mirror-image replicas that circled around Ning Feiliu.

The massive explosion covered the entire Douhun Platform, making one unable to help but wonder, could anyone really still be standing in such an explosion?

But Ning Feiliu did not feel that this alone could defeat Niu Abao.

Sure enough!

"Roar—!"

Niu Abao's sturdy body tore directly through the thick fog from the explosion's dense smoke, charging toward Ning Feiliu!

It was just that there were quite a few shocking wounds on his body; clearly, the Moon Brilliance Absolute Flash had not defeated or severely injured him, but it had caused him no light injuries.

Yet, facing the charging Niu Abao, Ning Feiliu switched the Folding Mirror again, and the Folding Mirrors replicated on his body actually followed him to directly begin close-quarters combat with Niu Abao!

The circling Folding Mirrors immediately followed the main body of the Folding Mirror in Ning Feiliu's hand to attack, landing on Niu Abao first!

The five sharp blades were the first to tear into Niu Abao's already wounded body.

Amidst the pain, Niu Abao became even more furious, directly slamming a heavy punch toward Ning Feiliu.

Ning Feiliu bent over to dodge, quickly evading it, while at the same time the Folding Mirror once again landed on Niu Abao like a butterfly weaving through flowers!

Niu Abao's wounds immediately became heavier and heavier, and finally...

"Admit defeat."

Niu Abao looked closely and saw Ning Feiliu standing right in front of him, holding the sharp blade of the Folding Mirror, which rested against his vital neck...

If this were not a Spirit Fighting match where life and death were not decided, he would already be a dead man.

Suddenly, Niu Abao calmed down a little, and then he let out a sigh.

"Sigh... I admit defeat."

(End of chapter)