Chapter 233: Encouragement from Sister Qing, Martial Soul Emerges

Seeing Nan Feihuang speak so aggressively, the crowd did not feel it was strange at all; after all, everyone knew that the Star Luo Empire had once attacked the Gu Lei Kingdom.

Nan Feihuang's grandfather, the previous King of Gu Lei Kingdom, passed away after the war, and his grandmother, overcome with grief, followed his grandfather shortly thereafter.

With such a great feud, it is no exaggeration for both sides to call it a generational grudge.

Since Dai Weisi is the eldest prince of Star Luo and Nan Feihuang is the only prince of Gu Lei, this feud naturally continues through them.

Enemies are especially jealous when they meet, after all!

In fact, many people, especially the girls, such as Nan Feihuang's sisters, were more interested in another piece of gossip.

"Who is this 'Sister Qing' that little brother mentioned?" Nan Feiling asked what everyone was thinking.

They only knew that Nan Feihuang had a marriage contract with the Princess of the Heaven Dou Empire, but they never expected he also had a 'Sister Qing'; it seemed this 'Sister Qing' was his true sweetheart.

Over at the Heaven Dou Empire, Xue Qinghe smiled slightly and used the voice of Qian Renxue to transmit sound into a line, "Feihuang, keep it up, but don't actually kill anyone. There will be plenty of opportunities to take revenge on Star Luo in the future."

This was the Spirit Hall, and she was the Saintess of the Offering Hall within the Spirit Hall; therefore, watching Nan Feihuang's match in secret was theoretically not strange.

This point did not exceed Dai Weisi's expectations; he immediately retracted his soul power, strengthened its condensation, and unleashed his self-created soul skill, the Intense Light Cutting Line.

Dai Weisi only felt suppressed by something indestructible, and the Intense Light Cutting Line was completely unable to continue sweeping forward.

Since Nan Feihuang wanted her support, she naturally would not be stingy.

With his martial soul revealed, Nan Feihuang's momentum was more than twice as strong as before.

Nan Feihuang raised his Halberd and swiped horizontally, instantly scattering the intense light.

Dai Weisi knew that if this continued, he might be suppressed by Nan Feihuang to the point of being unable to attack, so he had to strike first to gain the advantage.

"Don't even think about getting close! Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Shake Earth!" Dai Weisi turned the ground into waves, attempting to interfere with Nan Feihuang's surprise attack.

The White Tiger Martial Soul, which should clearly be the best at close-quarters combat, was actually afraid of being approached—it was simply ridiculous.

Nan Feihuang raised his long Halberd to defend against this strike.

Unfortunately, this time, he miscalculated; the moment the cutting line hit the handle of the Halberd, it could not advance even an inch further.

However, if it had been the blade of the Fangtian Halberd, that would be one thing, but how could a mere handle be this hard? What level of martial soul was this, exactly?

Dai Weisi still had some confidence in this strike, so he did not stop, increasing his soul power output and sweeping directly across the handle of the Fangtian Halberd.

"Come on, Dai Weisi!"

But the White Tiger Intense Light Wave was merely a hundred-year soul skill; its soul power was not condensed enough, and Nan Feihuang could catch it with a single palm.

The power of the Intense Light Cutting Line far exceeded the White Tiger Intense Light Wave. It was not as if Tool Spirit Masters hadn't tried to block it with their own martial souls before, but the result was always their martial souls being broken.

Following this, he stepped on the North Star Immortal Trace, using several shifts and illusions to approach Dai Weisi.

"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"

Hearing the voice of Qian Renxue, Nan Feihuang's fighting spirit soared even higher. With golden light flashing in his hands, a long Halberd about three and a half meters long was already gripped in his hand.

From this, one could see how much pressure Nan Feihuang was putting on Dai Weisi.

White Tiger Shake Earth might be effective against others, but it was completely useless against Nan Feihuang.

Relying on exquisite footwork and solid lower-body technique, even on the wavy terrain, Nan Feihuang moved as if on flat ground.

"What? White Tiger Meteor!" Dai Weisi caused the rocks on the ground to protrude, creating meteors to seal Nan Feihuang, but before the meteors could fully form, they were annihilated by Nan Feihuang with a single strike of his Halberd with a 'bang'.

As the flying stones landed, Nan Feihuang stepped on a small piece of broken rock in the air to borrow force, flying toward Dai Weisi like a cannonball, while his First Spirit Ring lit up, "First Soul Skill, Half-Moon Slash!"

"Fourth Soul Skill, White Tiger Extinguish God Annihilation!"

Dai Weisi used his strongest strike with all his might to meet Nan Feihuang's first soul skill.

The fist radiating white light and the Halberd tip radiating golden light collided head-on.

A four-thousand-year soul skill against a six-hundred-year soul skill; even with the gap in soul power between the two, Dai Weisi should at least not be at a disadvantage.

But the result was unexpected: the white light of the White Tiger Extinguish God Annihilation was instantly torn apart by the golden light of the Half-Moon Slash.

The Fangtian Halberd slashed across Dai Weisi's chest, carving out a large, deep bloody gash.

"Get down there!" Nan Feihuang flew up and kicked Dai Weisi out of the arena.

Xue Jie had said he couldn't kill anyone; he would not repeat Tang San's mistake.

That bloody gash was not fatal, but it would require Dai Weisi to spend a good amount of time recovering.

Daring to collude with the Spirit Hall to plot against him, he had to pay a price at least.

There was just one thing that made Nan Feihuang a bit unhappy: Dai Mubai would also benefit from this. He now saw hope and would surely train very hard afterward; while Dai Weisi was recovering from his injuries, he would definitely strive to catch up.

He didn't need to catch up completely; as long as he narrowed the gap by a few levels and successfully practiced the Nether White Tiger with Zhu Zhuqing again, Dai Weisi alone would definitely not be a match for them combined.

When their father, the Emperor, considered his successor, he would also prioritize the side that could still use the Nether White Tiger.

Unless Dai Weisi could truly steal Dai Mubai's thunder later, his current hope was actually slim.

"Well fought, Flying General!" Just as Nan Feihuang had expected, Dai Mubai expressed great joy; he could practically see the throne beckoning to him.

However, Nan Feihuang couldn't be bothered to care about him now, his gaze turning toward the man in the Spirit Hall Academy wearing fire-red battle armor, "Next, it should be your turn, right!"

With only three people left in the Spirit Hall, the next to appear would naturally be the three Soul Kings of the Golden Generation.

Yan stood up from his seat, looking at Nan Feihuang with a deep gaze, "Hmph, 'Flying General' indeed. I will let you know the meaning of the Golden Generation!"

Yan walked slowly onto the Soul Fighting Arena; with every step, he left scorching magma on the ground, his anger burning along with his martial soul.

The Flame Lord, possessing both fire and earth attributes, was no less powerful among Beast Spirits than the Phoenix or the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon; it was a rare, top-tier Beast Spirit.

Yan was very tall, standing on the arena looking two heads taller than Nan Feihuang. Although Nan Feihuang was only fourteen, Spirit Masters developed quickly, and he was already over 175cm; by the time he was a true adult at eighteen, he would be at least around 185-190cm, which was a normal height for a man.

But this Yan was over two meters tall in his normal state, and nearly three meters after his martial soul possessed him; he was practically a little giant.

"Actually, being too tall isn't necessarily good-looking. You are so ugly; no wonder that Hu Liena still doesn't look at you even after you've been fawning over her for so many years. It seems her eyes aren't blind!" Nan Feihuang mocked.

Once again, he was exposing scars to someone's face; he had just torn Dai Weisi's wound, and now he was peeling off Yan's skin.

The crowd only felt that Nan Feihuang's mouth was also an existence comparable to a hundred-thousand-year soul skill; every word was soul-piercing!

Yan was instantly enraged, "You bastard brat, I'm going to slaughter you! Second Soul Skill, Granite Rock!"

(End of chapter)