Someone shouted, and the audience's eyes fell on Yang Tian's spirit rings.
"There's nothing spe... spe... special... Am I seeing things?"
"How is that possible? Can someone tell me why his second spirit ring is purple?"
"Purple, I love purple... What spirit ring? Oh my god!
That's a purple second spirit ring? Is it fake?"
"A thousand-year second ring, what kind of genius can absorb a thousand-year second ring?"
The Azure Wolf Soul King finally noticed Yang Tian's spirit rings: one yellow, two purple.
Looking at his bare claws, the Azure Wolf Soul King immediately dispelled his Spirit Possession state.
Yang Tian didn't seem to have expended much energy, and he... no longer had the courage to continue fighting.
"Swordsman... you win!" Although the Azure Wolf Soul King was unwilling, he still had to concede defeat. Fortunately, losing to such a monster wasn't too shameful for him.
Yang Tian nodded slightly, then put away his Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sword and spirit rings, and left the Dou Hun Stage.
The host hadn't reacted yet, and it wasn't until he saw Yang Tian's retreating figure that he picked up the microphone and excitedly announced the outcome of the Dou Hun.
At the same time, he dropped another bombshell: the Swordsman had two more Dou Hun matches today!
And in each Dou Hun, his opponent would be a Spirit King!
The venue instantly erupted into chaos; some audience members who were about to leave their seats now sat back down.
Spirit Ancestor versus Spirit Ancestor, Spirit King versus Spirit King—they had seen more or less of those. But they had never seen a Spirit Elder versus a Spirit King. At the same time, they looked forward to such a battle, especially after Yang Tian's victory over the Spirit King, the audience was even more eager to see Yang Tian's next Dou Hun.
In the manager's office, Lin Zhiling's small mouth was slightly agape, and her long legs were now off the table: "This little brother is truly surprising.
What's more, he's quite lustful, but I wonder if he has the courage to act on it.
Hehehe~" Lin Zhiling licked her red lips with her small tongue, revealing a captivating, seductive charm.
If her initial good attitude towards Yang Tian was due to his temperament, now Lin Zhiling was genuinely interested in Yang Tian himself.
"Big sister is all clean, but I wonder if little brother dares to assault big sister's fortress?"
Yang Tian didn't know that a wolf-like older woman had set her sights on him. He had returned to the waiting hall and was closing his eyes to rest.
A pretty young female server, with an expression of admiration, brought him a cup of tea, drawing envious glances from the other Spirit Masters around him.
They were also waiting for their matches, so why did he get such attentive service?
Several Dou Hun matches passed, dull and uninteresting; the audience was listless, all eagerly awaiting Yang Tian's appearance.
Finally, the host raised his microphone again: "The next Dou Hun will feature our genius Spirit Elder Swordsman, against the Spirit King Eagle King!
Can the Swordsman achieve consecutive victories? Let us wait and see!"
As the host's voice fell, the Dou Hun Stage instantly erupted in an uproar.
"Swordsman!"
"Swordsman!"
"Swordsman!"
...
Yang Tian entered calmly, his white clothes spotless, his aura refined and ethereal, like an exiled immortal descended to the mortal world, instantly drawing gasps of admiration from countless young women!
"Swordsman! Swordsman! I want to have your babies~"
"Swordsman! I love you!"
Yang Tian paid no heed. How could just anyone possess his body? A group of superficial women, merely coveting his good looks.
"Both parties, please release your Spirits!"
Yang Tian, as always, had his Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sword floating by his side, with three spirit rings—one yellow and two purple—slowly pulsating, captivating everyone's minds.
The Eagle King opposite him was short, lean, and powerful, with a hooked nose and sharp eyes.
His Spirit was the Feathered Eagle, which couldn't be considered strong. Moreover, his spirit rings weren't the optimal configuration: one white, two yellow, two purple.
However, this Eagle King was a Level 56 agility-attack system Soul King, and a flying Spirit had a natural advantage.
So...
The Eagle King, with Spirit Possession, flew directly into the air, about ten meters above the ground. This distance was the regulated height in the Soul Arena, intended to prevent flying Spirit Masters from using their Spirit's characteristics to deliberately delay time. At the same time, at this height, it was very difficult for ordinary land-based Spirit Masters to attack.
The Eagle King's personality seemed somewhat aloof; he hadn't spoken a word from beginning to end.
The release of Spirits meant the start of the Dou Hun.
Yang Tian didn't touch his Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sword. Instead, he pointed his fingers like a sword and swiftly aimed at the Eagle King.
His brilliant golden spirit power condensed as if solid, and with a flick of his finger, it was like a sword qi, attacking the Eagle King.
The Eagle King's eyes were sharp, and he dodged this attack directly. Clearly, he dared not underestimate Yang Tian, after all, if Yang Tian were to unleash that previous sword attack again, even in mid-air, he would need luck to dodge it.
Because that sword, seemingly slow, felt as if it could cross space in terms of power, making it very difficult to dodge.
Yang Tian was not surprised that the Eagle King could dodge his attack. However, could he dodge it once, twice, three times?
Yang Tian's lips pressed together slightly, then his fingertips released a rich golden light, and One by one sword qi shot out continuously as if they didn't consume spirit power.
The key was that the power of each sword qi was not to be underestimated. The Eagle King tried to block one and found that resisting this sword qi still required a certain amount of spirit power.
But why did Yang Tian release such sword qi without consuming spirit power?
"Feathered Flight, Ten Thousand Arrows!"
The Eagle King dodged repeatedly, occasionally getting hit by a sword qi, which would leave a wound. The wounds weren't deep, but they stung fiercely.
Finally, the Eagle King couldn't bear it any longer and began to counterattack.
A sky full of white feathers fell like arrows. Yang Tian, in the center of the arrow rain, had his sword qi swallowed by the sudden arrows.
The Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sword was right by his side, ready to be used. Just when everyone thought he was about to use his Spirit, Yang Tian gently formed a sword incantation with both hands, and then seventy-two faint golden illusory sword bodies condensed around him.
"Heavenly Stellar Sword Array!"
Yang Tian let out a soft cry, and thirty-six sword shadows around him suddenly trembled. Half of the flying swords formed a sword array, defensively sealing Yang Tian off. The other half of the flying swords attacked the Eagle King.
The sword array blocked the Eagle King's Ten Thousand Arrows, but the Eagle King couldn't block Yang Tian's flying sword strangulation.
When two light swords paused at the Eagle King's chest and glabella, the sword array around Yang Tian dissipated, and the Eagle King slowly descended onto the Dou Hun Stage. At the same time, he bowed to Yang Tian with a complex expression: "Thank you for showing mercy."
Yang Tian had indeed shown mercy. Although the Heavenly Stellar Sword Array was a sword array drawn from a Brave-grade Theft Coupon, its power was truly not to be underestimated. After all, the lower and upper limits of Brave-grade varied greatly.
"You're welcome." Yang Tian nodded slightly.
On stage, the host didn't mess up this time and shouted at the top of his lungs: "This Dou Hun, Swordsman wins!
Swordsman, our genius Spirit Elder, has once again defeated a Spirit King!"