Chapter 25: Confident Tang San
The audience fell silent for a moment.
“All the veteran spectators know that the Three Five Combination is a team composed of two newly promoted Soul Venerables, Asura of a Thousand Hands and Soft Bone Rabbit Charm, but even so, when facing other Soul Venerable combinations with higher average soul power, they have never lost once, instead winning streak all the way, and have now achieved fourteen consecutive wins!”
“And our new combination, the Princess and Knight Combination, is a team composed of two level 39 Soul Venerables. The two Soul Venerables are respectively Cloud Knight recruit Meng Huaifeng and Memory of Ice March 7th. Although this is a new combination, there is no doubt that it is also the top-tier combination at the Soul Venerable level.”
When it was mentioned that both were level 39 Soul Venerables, exclamations finally rose from the audience seats.
“I wonder, for our Three Five Combination that has already achieved fourteen consecutive wins, facing the top-tier configured Princess and Knight Combination, who will have the upper hand? Will the Three Five Combination create a miracle, defeating the strong with the weak and continuing their winning streak, or will they be knocked down by our Princess and Knight Combination, becoming the new nobles of the Soul Fighting Arena? Let us wait and see!” the host announced passionately.
Meng Huaifeng and March 7th slowly walked onto the arena from the passage, listening to the host’s passionate speech, with the corners of their mouths slightly curling up.
He hadn’t expected it to be such a coincidence; participating in a Soul Fighting match and running into Tang San again.
He felt that he and Tang San clashed somewhat; he was definitely already on Tang San’s little notebook with a way to court death.
Should he just kill him directly?
As soon as this thought emerged, Meng Huaifeng dismissed it.
In his own world, there were three theories about how Tang San could become a god.
The first was the struggle theory: all the opportunities Tang San obtained were the result of his own strength and hard work.
The second was the fate theory: Tang San was the child of fate of the Douluo Continent, and under fate’s arrangement, he could obtain various opportunities.
The third was the conspiracy theory: from the beginning, Tang San was a pawn of the Asura God King, including his rebirth, all to find someone to inherit his divine position and escape the cage of the God Realm.
Meng Huaifeng didn’t know which possibility it was; if he wanted to kill him, with the first one, Tang San would have no chance of survival.
With the second one, under fate’s arrangement, it was very likely that the moment Meng Huaifeng made a move, someone would appear to save Tang San.
And with the third one, he would very likely face the Asura God King directly.
Of course, none of that mattered; the most important thing was that Meng Huaifeng didn’t want the Train Crew to hold a grudge against him.
Given the Train Crew’s way of doing things, even if there was enmity, they would at most teach a lesson and be done with it, like the lone wolf Scott, Sunday brother Sunday.
Killing people?
Unless the other party was truly someone who committed all kinds of evil and killed without restraint, like the Destruction Legion or Abundant Evil Creatures.
Although Tang San was a bit hypocritical, a bit disgusting, he really hadn’t reached that degree.
Killing Tang San would only affect his image in the eyes of the Train Crew.
Before traveling, Meng Huaifeng wasn’t a bad person, but he wasn’t a saint either; his current magnanimity was purely because of the Train Crew.
With backing and support, he didn’t care about any possible minor threat.
Hilarious, it couldn’t threaten him at all.
On the arena, although Tang San and Xiao Wu were wearing masks, March 7th spotted the rabbit phantasm behind Xiao Wu at a glance.
“Huai Feng, it’s that rabbit.” March 7th whispered into Meng Huaifeng’s ear.
“Yeah, I recognized them too.” Meng Huaifeng said.
Tang San and Xiao Wu also recognized Meng Huaifeng and March 7th.
“Brother San, how is it them? Their strength is definitely more than Soul Venerable! What’s wrong with the Soul Fighting Arena? They make such mistakes. Let’s report them to the Soul Fighting Arena and cancel their Soul Fighting qualifications.” Xiao Wu said to Tang San.
“No!” Tang San stopped Xiao Wu, his eyes gleaming: “Since they dare to enter the field at the Soul Venerable level, they definitely won’t dare to show strength above Soul Venerable, or they will offend the Grand Soul Arena, and this is our chance for revenge. If we report them, not only will we lose the opportunity to teach them a lesson, but after we leave the Soul Fighting Arena, we might even be retaliated against by them.”
Tang San was extremely confident that at the Soul Venerable stage, no one was his opponent, not even Soul Sages or Soul Douluos suppressing their strength!
At worst, he could use a little hidden weapon technique.
Actually, the rule prohibiting the use of any weapons outside Martial Spirits only existed in formal competitions, like the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament.
Ordinary Soul Fighting rules weren’t that strict, only prohibiting the use of powerful soul tools passed down from ancient times.
However, all Spirit Masters were accustomed to using Martial Spirits as attack methods, and no one used other weapons, so this rule was generally a convention.
Only Tang San would secretly use weapons outside his Martial Spirit and be smug about it, taking pride instead of shame.
“Brother San, you’re so smart. Today we must make them look good.” Xiao Wu suddenly realized, looking at the two with malicious intent.
Just like Tang San’s blind confidence, Xiao Wu also blindly believed in Tang San.
Meng Huaifeng and March 7th exchanged speechless looks; it was as if they had eaten them up—who gave them that confidence? Liang Jingru?
“Both sides, please summon your Martial Spirits. You have one minute to prepare!”
Meng Huaifeng and March 7th followed local customs and summoned their Martial Spirits as the host said: one mobile phone and one Six Phases Ice, neither large nor particularly eye-catching.
“Everyone is already familiar with the Martial Spirits of the Three Five Combination: Blue Silver Grass and Soft Bone Rabbit, which are also very common in daily life, so I won’t introduce them in detail. Let’s look at the Martial Spirits of the Princess and Knight Combination.”
“According to the information I obtained, Miss March 7th of Memory of Ice, the princess, has the Martial Spirit Six Phases Ice, an ice element Martial Spirit. Elemental Martial Spirits generally have great power that cannot be underestimated, and the ice element is especially good at control. As for the specific abilities, we can only see Miss March 7th’s performance next.”
“And our knight, Cloud Knight recruit Mr. Meng Huaifeng, has the Martial Spirit mobile phone. To my shame, even though I have hosted over a thousand Soul Fights and seen no less than five hundred types of Martial Spirits, I have never heard of a mobile phone Martial Spirit. We know nothing about its characteristics. Everyone, don’t rush to mock your host; when I received their registration information, I already asked three colleagues, and they also knew nothing about the mobile phone Martial Spirit. If you’re going to mock, mock them together.”
“Alright, preparation time is almost up. Let’s countdown three seconds: three, two, one, begin!” The host waved his hand, then quickly left the arena and went to his hosting platform.
“First, let this young lady give you a blessing!”
March 7th’s first soul ring lit up, and a shield protected Meng Huaifeng.
Consuming the same amount of energy, the shield cast by March 7th through her Martial Spirit and soul skill was at least twice as sturdy as before!
