Chapter 56: The Opponent Who Dug His Own Grave (Third Update, Seeking Collection and Recommendations!)

  Zong Yinyi, still with an unfulfilled intention, swung his fist and walked down from the martial arts platform, taking out a chicken leg from his sleeve and eating it with big bites, ignoring the stunned audience.

  "You've gotten even stronger, I really hope our next match is against you."

  Yang Jun's hands were covered in wounds, with fresh blood dripping all over the ground. He stood not far from Zong Yin, revealing a smile with a hint of competitiveness, and said to him. He had also just finished a match like Zong Yin, successfully advancing into the top 20.

  "Won't you heal your wounds first before declaring war? I don't want to fight with you, I'm just a Soul Apprentice! You're already a Soul Master! Are you bullying me?"

  Zong Yin stared at the ground that had been stained red with Yang Jun's blood, rolled his eyes and sat down on the ground with a thud. He began to eat and drink voraciously. He didn't want to fight Yang Jun, what he needed most now was to quickly get rid of that damned hunger! After advancing to the Green Star stage, the duration of the aftereffects had become shorter and lighter, but the defect of the Qi Stone made it hard for him to bear.

  "Many Soul Masters have fallen at your hands, and some have even died by your hand. In terms of madness, you surpass me by a large margin. The name 'Mad Dog' should belong to you."

  Yang Jun casually shook off the blood on his hand, snatched the chicken leg from Zong Yin's hand and started devouring it in big mouthfuls. Thinking of Bai Zheng who died at Zong Yin's hands, Yang Jun couldn't help but sigh.

  "Alright! You can have this great name, I just want to meet a weak opponent now and smoothly enter the top ten. After learning Kuroba's Star Burst, I'm already satisfied..."

  Seeing his food being snatched away by Yang Jun, Zong Yin rolled his eyes again. But who made him still unable to beat Yang Jun? He took out another piece of lamb chop from the storage ring and gnawed at it viciously. However, he had only spoken half of his sentence when his hands froze in mid-air. The reason was simple: the list of opponents for the next round had been announced, and his next opponent was Ao Fei.

  "Damn it! Why is my next opponent this guy?! Isn't this a rip-off?!"

  Zong Yin slammed the lamb shank in his hand to the ground, cursing loudly. At this time, Ao Fei was staring at Zong Yin with a bloodthirsty smile on his face.

  "Haha, congratulations, you beat him up badly!"

  Yang Jun smiled and punched Zong Yin with a confident fist.

  "Beat your sister! Beat your whole family! You try it! Soul Master 5th level! Red Star Martial Soul Technique! I'm going to die!"

  Zong Yin punched Yang Jun in the face with a fierce expression, and he would rather go to battle with Yang Jun than with Ao Fei. In the previous ambush incident, although there was no evidence, Zong Yin suspected that it was probably related to Ao Fei. If those people were really Ao Fei's subordinates, then Ao Fei would definitely play dirty in the competition.

  To know that Ao Fei has come this far using only one Red Star Martial Soul technique, no one knows if he has any other means, Zonghui wouldn't be foolish enough to think that someone who can successfully cultivate the Red Star Martial Soul technique would only have just this one move.

  Zong Yin let out a long sigh, and his heart was at ease. This time, he thought it was impossible to enter the top ten of the monthly trial, but even if he lost, he wanted Ao Fei to pay some price.

  Innumerable thoughts flashed through Zong Yin's mind as he stepped onto the martial arts stage, and by then, he had already come up with a plan to deal with Ao Fei, ensuring that he would leave a deep impression on him!

  "Should I cut off your head and kill you directly? Or should I cut off your four limbs and let you live?"

  Ao Fei made no attempt to conceal his killing intent, a chilling smile spreading across his face as his bright red fingernails gestured towards Zong Yin's body in the air. Countless delicate-looking flower petals began to take shape around him with each movement.

  Zong Yǐn's face turned cold, he was very displeased with this rich young master who had a twisted mind. He didn't bother to say any more unnecessary words and directly activated his Ancestral Return technique, rushing towards Ao Fei at the fastest speed. He knew that he wouldn't have many chances to attack, and even if he only had one chance, he would still lose.

  As soon as he saw Zong Yin, he rushed over with a confused expression on his face. Ao Fei's expression became even more ferocious, and his arms suddenly opened wide, causing the petals surrounding him to scatter like cute little elves, enveloping the entire martial arts arena in them. In the air, one could still faintly hear countless soft laughter.

  "Flowers are blooming beautifully! Cut in disorderly sequence!"

  When Zong Yin was only three steps away from Ao Fei, Ao Fei's arms suddenly swung violently, and the petals scattered in the air flew wildly in all directions, but they were all flying towards Zong Yin.

  Zong Yinxin cursed under his breath, Ao Fei's martial soul technique was stronger than the first time he saw it, both in power and usage.

  Those dancing petals collided with Zong Yin's soul power barrier, instantly breaking through his defense, like a knife blade piercing into Zong Yin's flesh and blood. Fortunately, Zong Yin's Return to Ancestor was already the Green Star's soul technique, and the coverage area of the rock increased, except for his left arm and legs being scratched beyond recognition, he was not seriously injured.

  He couldn't help but feel a little grateful to Kuroba, the feeling of being attacked by these petals was just like being stung by an enhanced killer bee.

  With his right hand shielding the vital parts of his head, he suddenly accelerated and burst out of the attack range of the flower petals. At this time, Zong Yin's entire body was covered with wounds of all sizes, like a bloody man, but he seemed to have no pain, swinging his fist with blue soul technique patterns towards Ao Fei.

  "It's only fun this way. If you were to die from just a little play, wouldn't that be too boring? Let me show you another one of my martial soul techniques."

  Ao Fei's face wore a playful expression as he slowly stretched out one hand, and his slender palm easily blocked the fist-sized stone punch that was as big as Zong Yin's head. A red soul technique pattern flashed across Ao Fei's arm, and an invisible wave burst forth from Ao Fei's palm, repelling Zong Yin's stone punch.

  “Bang!” A loud explosion, Zong Yin's arm and body wrapped in rocks, instantly burst open, revealing a bloody and blurred body under the rocks. His right arm was completely numb, if he couldn't see his own arm hanging limply on one side, Zong Yin would have suspected that his right arm had been thoroughly destroyed by Ao Fei's previous blow.

  Staring intently at Ao Fei's palm, this guy indeed has more than one Red Star martial soul technique! Like Zongheng, he also has a kind of Red Star martial soul technique that can take effect inside the human body! What makes Zongheng even more depressed is that this is another martial soul technique he has never seen in the "Martial Soul Technique Encyclopedia"!

  A red star martial soul technique requires nearly ten thousand gold to collect and cultivate the materials, it's fundamentally impossible to successfully cultivate without that! Although it's only one level higher than a blue star soul technique, the cultivation cost has indeed increased by tenfold! This guy has already displayed two red star soul techniques! Just how rich is he?!

  "It's really boring, one move and you're already useless. I'd better kill you now, in case someone else comes out to intervene later, what do you say?"

  Ao Fei gazed at Zong Yin with a mocking expression, as if looking at a cornered mouse. He casually swung his injured arm and slapped Zong Yin's chest with a pleased smile.

  Suddenly, Zong Yin stared at Ao Fei's back with a terrified expression, as if he had seen a ghost.

  Ao Fei suddenly realized that something was off, although he didn't feel anyone behind him. Since it could make Zong Yin look at him with such a gaze, it was obviously not simple. Ao Fei's palm, which was originally aimed at Zong Yin, changed direction and swiftly swung towards his own back. However, when he swung out his palm and turned around, he found that there was nothing behind him, empty and void.

  "Damn it!"

  Before Ao Fei could react to what was happening, a blue light suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision, and then his brain went dizzy and he flew out.

  Zong Yin's right hand was indeed crippled, but his left hand was unscathed. After deceiving Ao Fei with a cunning trick, he made a decisive move and struck Ao Fei's cheek with all his might.

  Unfortunately, Zong Yin's left hand was always less powerful than his right hand. Even with the use of Shixin Strike, he only managed to knock Ao Fei to the ground, creating a distance of three or four meters. If he had used his right hand, this punch would have sent Ao Fei flying off the stage, even if it didn't kill him.

  One second after Ao Fei hit the ground, a dense mass of flower petals burst out from his body. The crimson soul technique markings accentuated his already distorted face, making it even more terrifying. Two streams of blood had flowed down to his chin, and there was also a faint streak of blood in the ear that Zonghui had struck.

  Innumerable petals were like a blizzard, rampaging across the entire arena, dancing wildly, and even the indestructible arena was filled with deep and shallow wounds. If Zonghui had been hit by these petals, he would have been dead for sure. Unfortunately, Zonghui, who should have been on the arena, had long since vanished without a trace.

  Zong Yin was now carefully hiding behind a referee, urging him to quickly declare that he had lost so that he could run away in time.

  "Haha, great guy! Congratulations on entering the top ten again! First place in the new season! I really admire you! I have something to do, see you later! Have fun!"

  When Ao Fei's eyes, filled with bloodshot anger, glared at Zong Yin, Zong Yin had already completed the registration of the competition results. With a face full of sneers, he didn't lift the seal and instead slipped into the crowded crowd like a fish, disappearing from sight.

  "Bastard! I must kill you!!!"

  Innumerable crimson petals shot up into the sky, a furious roar and the anguished cries of countless innocent people entered Zong Yin's ears, causing his footsteps to quicken by several degrees.

  Thinking of the miserable state of that martial arts platform, Zong Yin couldn't help but secretly congratulate himself on his brilliant and mighty feat. After successfully sneaking up on Ao Fei, he actually hesitated for a moment.

  Why don't we take advantage of Ao Fei's fall and kick him off the martial arts stage? Maybe we can directly enter the top ten!

  However, reason ultimately made him retreat from the martial stage at the first opportunity. His current strength was still too weak. A Soul Master of the fifth level, even if struck by his Shattered Heart Strike with full force, would only suffer some non-trivial internal injuries. Not to mention that the previous strike was launched with his left hand.

  It's better to stop when things are going well, otherwise you'll not only lose the game but also risk losing your life.