Soul Emperor Martial God

On the immense Martial Arts Arena, one intense battle after another was fought.

For the sake of achieving a rank among the top three hundred, everyone unleashed their full strength, not daring to be careless.

Entering the Sky-splitting Sword Sect, this Martial Arts Holy Land, was the dream of every Martial Artist in Northern Mountain County.

Out of ten areas, nine were bustling with activity.

The only exception was Xiao Yi's area, where not a single shadow loomed.

At first, Xiao Yi was brimming with the desire to fight, standing with his hands behind his back, exuding an air of arrogance, waiting for a challenge.

But as time passed and no one paid him any attention, he could only sigh in resignation and simply sat down on the spot, watching the fights in the other areas.

"That guy." Lin Jin curled his lips, glancing at Xiao Yi, and said, "After defeating Lei Zhan, nobody dares to challenge him."

Qin Feiyang also looked annoyed and said, "People in the other areas are all on high alert, worried about being challenged. But look at him, sitting there bored as if asking for a beating."

"Hehe." Liu Yanran covered her mouth and giggled. "Who would have thought Xiao Yi was so strong? It seems in this round of assessments, he'll be the first again."

Tie Niu said in his deep voice, "Brother Xiao Yi is the only one who can afford to be so leisurely. We should also go and challenge the others who are holding their positions."

"Right." Liu Yanran said, "Those stationed in the other nine areas seem quite weak. Let's go."

"Not so fast," Lin Jin suddenly said with a smile. "Let's wait for a moment."

"Wait for what?" Everyone looked confused.

"Hehe." Lin Jin snickered twice and whispered something.

After Lin Jin finished speaking, everyone's expressions turned somewhat odd.

Qin Feiyang laughed and said, "Lin Jin, I've just realized that you're really a piece of work."

Liu Yanran also snickered and said, "Lin Jin, I didn't expect you to be so wicked."

Tie Niu laughed heartily and said, "Hehe, this seems like it could be fun."

Time ticked by, second by second; in the other nine areas, at least several dozen battles had transpired.

As one by one, those holding their positions were defeated and replaced, those now standing on the Martial Arts Arena were not to be underestimated.

Individuals like Hua Jian and Hee Cang had notably become those holding positions.

Before long, from within the crowd, Guu Changfeng said smugly to himself, "Those ants have all been defeated, and those remaining are somewhat capable."

"It's only worth it for this young master to take action now. The top ten are destined to be mine."

With those words, Guu Changfeng leapt onto the Martial Arts Arena and elegantly adjusted his sleeves, pretending to be graceful.

The person he challenged was none other than Wang Hu.

Wang Hu, a well-known Demon Hunter who was originally an Innate Seventh Layer Martial Artist, had trained seven days in the Cold Ice Pool and broken through to the Innate Eighth Layer.

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The later stages of a Martial Artist's cultivation became increasingly difficult to break through, and the required Spiritual Energy also increased.

From Innate Ninth Layer to Half-step Cave Profound, the Spiritual Energy needed was extremely immense.

Lei Zhan could make the breakthrough because he was innately talented and had been at the Innate Ninth Layer for quite a while. That's why, after seven days of training in the Cold Ice Pool, he managed to breakthrough to Half-step Cave Profound at once.

As for Guu Changfeng, his cultivation was far from as solid as Lei Zhan's, his talent not as pronounced, and he hadn't made the breakthrough.

Now back to our story.

On the Martial Arts Arena, Guu Changfeng looked at Wang Hu with disdain and said, "Just get down yourself. This young master can't be bothered to deal with you."

Although he was still only at the Innate Ninth Layer and hadn't reached Half-step Cave Profound,

In his view, handling Wang Hu would still be a piece of cake.

Wang Hu bowed his hands in respect and said, "Young Master Changfeng, I admit I'm no match for you, but I would still like to learn from you."

"Overestimating yourself." Guu Changfeng said with disdain.

The fight erupted in an instant.

But the outcome was no surprise—Guu Changfeng, wielding the Wind Singing Sword, defeated Wang Hu with one move, leaving him seriously injured and blasting him off the Martial Arts Arena.

"You..." Wang Hu suddenly spat out several mouthfuls of heavy blood, obviously seriously injured.

"Dammit." Hua Jian caught Wang Hu, coldly glancing at Guu Changfeng. "Guu Changfeng, why be so ruthless in your attack? Wang Hu is seriously injured, how can he face the upcoming matches?"

"Hmph." Guu Changfeng snorted, "Just an ant, what is he to this young master?"

"You..." Hua Jian's face reddened with anger.

Guu Changfeng paid him no mind, standing on the Martial Arts Arena with scorn.

As far as he was concerned, no one would dare challenge him now. The top ten ranks were securely his.

However, the very next second, a figure leapt onto the Martial Arts Arena.

"Guu Changfeng, I'm here to take you on."

The figure shouted coldly, and it was none other than Lin Jin.

"You? Hmph." Guu Changfeng said with scorn, "A mere Innate Eighth Layer dares to challenge me, you're seeking death."

"Lin Jin, be careful." Wang Hu called out loudly, "Guu Changfeng is ruthless. If you're seriously injured, it'll be hard to fight later on."

Lin Jin replied loudly, "Thanks for your concern. But, I have a couple of scores to settle with Guu Changfeng."

"Squaring accounts?" Guu Changfeng sneered, "You dare to speak those words before this young master?"

Lin Jin said coldly, "Guu Changfeng, take this."

The two of them commenced battling instantly.

Meanwhile, Xiao Yi furrowed his brows, Lin Jin was only at Innate Eighth Layer, whether he could defeat Guu Changfeng was still a big question.

He took out an elixir and flicked it with his finger, sending it flying toward Wang Hu's side.

"This is a Third-grade Peak Elixir, the Life Spirit Pill," Xiao Yi said indifferently.

Wang Hu took it and was immediately shocked. "Life Spirit Pill? Known as the healing holy medicine among the Third-grade, it's not cheap."

"Brother Xiao Yi, Wang Hu has no way to repay you for now. If you ever need anything in the future, I will not refuse," Wang Hu said with gratitude, bowing to Xiao Yi from a distance.

Xiao Yi nodded but said nothing, turning his gaze back to the battle between Lin Jin and Guu Changfeng.

Minutes later, his expression suddenly became strange.

The battle had turned completely one-sided, with Guu Changfeng not just at a disadvantage, but thoroughly outclassed.

"Guu Changfeng, you remember how you injured me half a month ago, right?" Lin Jin said coldly, "Today, you plotted against Xiao Yi again. I'll settle both new and old scores with you right here."

In Lin Jin's hand was a heavy blade of overwhelming presence, a Spiritual Artifact. With one slash, the ground cracked and the air distorted.

Guu Changfeng, wielding the Wind Singing Sword, tried to block but was sent flying by a single slice.

"Puh." Guu Changfeng spat out a mouthful of blood, his clothes torn to shreds, looking utterly wretched.

"How strong, you are but at the Innate Eighth Layer, how could you wield such power?" Guu Changfeng said, his face full of disbelief.

"Humph, frog at the bottom of the well," Lin Jin said dismissively, "Don't think that your Guu Family amounts to anything. There's so much you don't know, don't understand."

On the other side, Xiao Yi watched intently, his expression growing enlightened.

He could tell what was happening.

Lin Jin had completely overwhelmed Guu Changfeng due to the difference in their Martial Souls.

The Xuantie Heavy Blade was a special weapon that grew in weight and power as more Xuantie was added to it.

As his Martial Soul, Lin Jin simply needed to pour more True Qi into it to simulate the addition of Xuantie into the blade.

Now wielding a Spiritual Artifact with its continuous supply of power, it naturally received an immense amount of True Qi, giving the Xuantie Heavy Blade a terrifyingly heavy and powerful presence.

In contrast, Guu Changfeng's Sword Martial Soul was the most ordinary green one, with no particular features. Even with the Wind Singing Sword, the boost was not significant.

In short, while both wielded Spiritual Artifacts, the artifact greatly magnified Lin Jin's strength; for Guu Changfeng, the increase was minimal.

Back to the matter at hand, as Xiao Yi pondered the fight.

The battle on the field had reached its final stage.

"Guu Changfeng, get the hell down from here," Lin Jin shouted coldly, performing the Godslayer Slash.

Guu Changfeng tried to resist but was effortlessly knocked off the Martial Arts Arena.

"Puh." After steadying himself, Guu Changfeng spat out several mouthfuls of fresh blood, evidently seriously injured.

"Hmph," Lin Jin snorted disdainfully.

"Serves you right," Hua Jian said coldly, looking at the pitiful state of Guu Changfeng.

"You bunch of bastards," Guu Changfeng gritted his teeth in rage, his face twisted with anger, "I will not let you get away with this."

Meanwhile, Xiao Yi nodded silently to himself, "Impressive, Lin Jin belongs to those whose strength increases substantially with their Cultivation. Given time, he will surely become one of the renowned talents of Northern Mountain County."

"Having a Spiritual Artifact, an extraordinary Martial Soul, and survived training in a treacherous place like the Eighteen Cities of Eastern Desolate... Lin Jin, your background is not simple at all."

Xiao Yi smiled faintly.

Elsewhere, battles and challenges never ceased.

In the area Lin Jin had commanded, after defeating Guu Changfeng, no one else dared to challenge him.

Before long, Guu Changfeng, with the vast Spiritual Energy provided by the Wind Singing Sword, had stabilized his injury. He gave Lin Jin a hate-filled glance and made his way to other contestants.

Swoosh, with a leap, he arrived in front of another contestant.

"Get down for me," Guu Changfeng said angrily, clearly still enraged from his defeat by Lin Jin.

Without waiting for the contestant to speak, Guu Changfeng already sent them flying off the platform with a sword strike.

"Hmph," Guu Changfeng snorted, thinking to himself that he should now be able to secure a spot in the top ten.

But, in the next moment, another figure leaped into his area.

And, astonishingly, the figure spoke words identical to what Lin Jin had said earlier.

"Guu Changfeng, do you remember how you hurt me half a month ago? Today, you plotted against my brother Xiao Yi again. For both new and old grudges, I will beat you to a pulp."

The speaker was Tie Niu.

In his hands suddenly appeared a pair of bracelets, and his aura surged instantly, clearly, those bracelets were Spiritual Artifacts.

In the next second, a giant beast as high as a mountain materialized in front of him, the Level 6 Demon Beast, Earth-shattering Divine Bull.

Half a month ago, when Tie Niu fought Guu Changfeng, he had also condensed his Martial Soul, but at that time, it was just an Illusion a few meters in size.

Now, however, it was a hundred-meter-tall true giant beast.

"Get down for me," Tie Niu bellowed, as the giant beast stretched out a massive paw and slammed down hard.

"Puh." Guu Changfeng was again sent flying, spitting blood, and tumbling over a dozen times before steadying himself beneath the Martial Arts Arena.

"Damn it, are you a monster?" Inside, Guu Changfeng felt his Qi-Blood churn, as if his organs were about to be shattered.

"Impressive," Xiao Yi nodded from afar, "Using the Spiritual Artifact to manifest the Martial Soul."

"What a pity, as of now, Tie Niu's Cultivation is still low, and the Earth-shattering Divine Bull he mustered doesn't even compare to one ten-thousandth of the true beast's power."

"In the future, once his Cultivation advances, the Earth-shattering Divine Bull he manifests through the Martial Soul won't be inferior to a real Level 6 Demon Beast, effortlessly having strength beyond the Earth Origin Realm."

Xiao Yi smiled faintly, suddenly understanding the intentions of Lin Jin and others.

Sure enough, before long, once Guu Changfeng managed to suppress his injury with the power of the Wind Singing Sword and once again challenged and became a contestant in another area...

Liu Yanran leaped onto the martial platform and faced him, repeating the same words.

"Guu Changfeng, are you ready to be knocked down by me?" As she spoke, a long red whip appeared in her hands.