The sharpness of the Heavenly Punishment Greatsword was undeniable. Combined with Dai Mubai's top-tier beast-type martial soul and two layers of reinforcement skills, even a level 40 defensive Soul Elder standing in his way would have had their defenses shattered instantly.
As expected, Dai Mubai split the earthen wall before him in an instant.
However, as the saying goes, "One strike with full force, the second weaker, the third exhausted."
Having just expended all his strength, Dai Mubai found it difficult to quickly adjust his state and launch a second attack.
At this moment, Ye Wen lightly leaped backward to create distance, then formed a single-handed seal with his left hand. The purple soul ring beside him suddenly lit up.
"It's over."
With a thought, Ye Wen silently commanded, "Third Soul Skill—Earth Element Mastery—Earthen Prison Technique!"
The earthen wall that Dai Mubai had split in two instantly collapsed, then surged toward him like a swarm of bees returning to their hive.
If Dai Mubai's first soul skill, White Tiger Barrier, hadn't been on cooldown earlier, he might have been able to break free using its defensive effects.
But now, with all his reinforcement skills on cooldown, Dai Mubai had no choice but to accept his inability to resist.
Dai Mubai still tried to break free using his enhanced brute strength, but how could Ye Wen let such a perfect opportunity slip by?
While maintaining the effect of his third soul skill, Ye Wen surged forward with explosive force, delivering a punch straight to Dai Mubai's face, knocking his mask clean off.
Already struggling to move, this blow from Ye Wen sent Dai Mubai crashing to the ground.
But Dai Mubai wasn't ready to concede defeat so easily. With half his soul power remaining and his body brimming with strength, he frantically struggled to counterattack.
This was exactly what Ye Wen wanted. If Dai Mubai had surrendered outright, how could Ye Wen have given him the beating he deserved?
One punch, two punches, three, four… one kick, two kicks, three, four… Ye Wen unleashed a flurry of attacks, showing no mercy as he mercilessly pummeled Dai Mubai.
It didn't take long for Dai Mubai's face to swell with bruises. However, the thick layer of earth binding him restricted his movements while also protecting his more fragile parts from fractures caused by Ye Wen's relentless assault.
Watching this one-sided beatdown, the audience didn't look down on Ye Wen's brutality. On the contrary, their excitement only grew. Most of the spectators were ordinary people who delighted in seeing a high-and-mighty soul master—especially a handsome one—get beaten like this.
Some even recognized Dai Mubai as the notorious playboy of Suotuo City, famous for changing girlfriends every two days, which only heightened the cheers.
Clearly, while most commoners on the Douluo continent didn't care much about chastity, having their girlfriends or idols stolen by another man was bound to leave resentment. Thus, Ye Wen's violent outburst perfectly catered to these emotional triggers.
The referee in the commentary booth quickly picked up on why the audience was so excited and began fanning the flames.
"Oh my, oh my! The mask of the recently undefeated Evil Eye White Tiger has been knocked off—and what a handsome young man he is!
But Ye Wen is truly brutal, so brutal! Punch after punch, not holding back at all!
Oh my goodness, I can barely bear to watch. Such a handsome young man being beaten like this—tsk, tsk, tsk."
These atmosphere-boosting commentators certainly knew how to stir the pot. The audience burst into laughter, thoroughly enjoying the lively atmosphere.
It could be said that everyone was laughing—except for Dai Mubai, who was the one getting beaten.
Oscar had already wisely retreated from the stage. Having acted as Dai Mubai's "power bank," his soul power was completely depleted. Though he could have continued providing support, since no one attacked him at the start, he could have stayed on the stage to recover his soul power through cultivation.
But in Oscar's view, even if he recovered some soul power on the stage, it would only be a drop in the bucket. Worse, he might get caught in the crossfire. Being the smart guy he was, he didn't want to stay there and risk disaster. Moreover, judging by the situation, his boss had clearly lost completely.
As Ye Wen continued to beat him, Dai Mubai gradually regained his composure.
And then it hit him—so what if he lost this match and lost some points? Why bother?
My loss isn't because I'm weak—it's because the opponent countered me perfectly!
After rationalizing things and coming up with excuses, Dai Mubai felt much better. Upon feeling the intense pain coursing through his body, he immediately decided to surrender.
"I—"
But just as Dai Mubai opened his mouth, Ye Wen delivered a resounding slap across his face.
You were arrogant before the fight, calling yourself "my lordship." Now you want to surrender? That's not your decision to make!
Flender, watching from the audience, frowned at the scene. Though Dai Mubai wasn't his disciple, his status was noble, and he was the academy's biggest financial backer.
However, when Flender glanced at the soul masters standing atop the pillars at the front of the stands, his expression returned to normal. He calmly surveyed his surroundings.
Sigh, no soul master battle comes without injuries. Consider this a lesson learned, Flender consoled himself internally.
Though Flender was a 78th-rank Soul Sage, if he pledged allegiance to the royal family, he could easily become the ruler of a city like Suotuo.
But regardless of rank or status, what mattered most in the Douluo continent was strength.
Behind every Spirit Arena in the Douluo continent stood a coalition of families. Even a Soul Sage like Flender wouldn't dare act recklessly here.
After beating Dai Mubai for several minutes, even Ye Wen began to sweat profusely. His earlier unpleasant mood had dissipated significantly.
Having vented enough, Ye Wen concentrated soul power into his foot and delivered a powerful kick, shattering the earthen prison binding Dai Mubai and sending him flying out of the arena.
"Ah, Boss Dai!" Oscar exclaimed in alarm, quickly offering a piece of healing tofu and feeding it to Dai Mubai.
There was no helping it—while the rest of Dai Mubai's body was fine, his face was a mess. It was swollen and purple, resembling a giant pig's head, and his eyes were nearly swollen shut. If he didn't receive treatment soon, Oscar feared Dai Mubai might meet an untimely end.
Though the audience hadn't quite gotten their fill of the brutal beating, seeing this scene put an end to their complaints, and they began cheering loudly instead.
Some who lost money grumbled angrily, but their voices were drowned out by the overwhelming applause.
The commentator finally snapped back to attention and hurriedly announced:
"It's official! The winners of today's match are the Wen-Yu Duo! Let's give them a round of applause and cheers!"
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