Chapter 23: Fight, Young Man!

  "Fight, fight to your heart's content, come on, today I must beat you into a broken pot and make you become Broken Pot Shuang, to avenge my family's Yin Ting." After finishing speaking, Su Qingchen's whole body emitted a faint glow, and a fierce battle intent arose.

  Looking at Su Qingchen preparing for battle on stage, Yin Ting below surprisingly felt that Su Qingchen had a captivating charm at this moment, tall, mysterious, and powerful. The words that came to mind were all praises. From the start of the fight, her heart was racing until Su Qingchen said those words, then she calmed down. She believed in him, believing he could create miracles, defeat Guo Xiang who was several times stronger than herself.

  "Essence of a Thousand Annihilations!" Guo Xiang shouted in a low voice, once again using the soul-deciding move. He whipped out threads of soul power at a speed that was clearly doubled, quickly completing the circular soul thread line. His body flashed and he leapt into the air, his sword spirit drawing an arc in the sky as it attacked Su Qingchen.

  Looking at the attacking Guo Xiang, Su Qingchen curled her lips, retracted her soul, and softly shouted "Yi Feng Ling". Her figure flashed out and disappeared in front of Guo Xiang, and when she reappeared, she was already behind Guo Xiang's back.

  Spiritual energy merged into the palm of his hand, a fierce punch was thrown out, directly blasting Guo Xiang onto the spiritual energy wall. Unfortunately, he couldn't use the Mystic Void Attack with Thunder Fist, otherwise this strike would have at least injured Guo Xiang.

  Guo Xiang's foot stepped on the Soul Force Wall, stabilizing his body. His face turned solemn, and he thought to himself: This guy has easily resolved my attacks three times in a row, not even choosing to confront me head-on. If this continues, I won't be able to gain the upper hand. What should I do? He couldn't help but feel a bit anxious.

  Su Qingchen's mouth curled up, revealing a joyful expression, as he looked at Guo Xiang's serious face: "You little scamp is full of treasures, why not switch to a more practical attack soul technique? Don't always use these fancy fake moves, they're useless against me."

  Her perfect grasp of combat skills from her past life allowed Su Qingchen to quickly think of a way to break through Guo Xiang's strange attack, and the simplest and most effective way was to dodge behind him. In fact, it was still Yi Fengling's clever help that helped Su Qingchen, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to dodge so easily.

  Guo Xiang's eyebrows furrowed, his mood extremely unpleasant. If he hadn't received rigorous training from a young age and had excellent self-cultivation, he would have probably already burst out in anger. A low-ranking spirit like himself was being repeatedly toyed with by a mid-ranking spirit master, and this kid even dared to speak insolently, clearly mocking him. This kind of humiliation was unbearable.

  The soul decided to turn, the soul power in the air quickly entered Guo Xiang's body, and the soul spirit radiated light, declaring its own king's power. Guo Xiang glared at Su Qingchen, curled his lips and said "Bring out all your strength, don't say I'm bullying you." At the same time, a faint light emanated from Guo Xiang's entire body.

  "Come on, a battle between men, it's going to be a hard fight, let's see who's harder in the end, haha." Along with Su Qingchen's laughter, the soul power in the air continuously surged into Su Qingchen's body. Both of them simultaneously gathered their soul power, preparing for a head-on confrontation.

  The atmosphere in the entire arena was raised to a boiling point. If Guo Xiang's strange attack methods and Su Qingchen's clever dismantling attacks could make the audience cheer, then now, with the two people's fighting spirit rising, everyone's heart is boiling with anticipation for their intense confrontation.

  Watching Su Qingchen choose to collide head-on with Guo Xiang, Bing Yu's eyebrows furrowed, a hint of worry flashed across her face, and she clenched her heart, muttering in a low voice: "That damned little thief is showing off again, it's really infuriating."

  Kuang Xiang's soul power reached its peak, his hands tightly grasped the sword spirit, and with a loud shout of "Kill", he leapt into the air, his body radiating an aura of slaughter.

  Watching Guo Xiang's attack, Su Qingchen put away her smile, took a step back with her right foot, and thrust her body forward, standing firmly on the stage. Facing the soul spirit that was about to pierce her, a low and powerful voice echoed in her heart, "Stab Empty Break." Her right hand stabbed forward fiercely, and the sword spirit pierced into the air like a needle.

  Bang

  Two swords collided in mid-air, Su Qingchen easily shattered Guo Xiang's powerful attack. However, the gap between a primary spirit and a middle-grade spirit was huge. Despite shattering the attack, Su Qingchen's body still rapidly retreated, his right foot instantly bending, his figure like a falling leaf in a storm, directly crashing into the Soul Power Wall.

  Su Qingchen strained every muscle to steady himself, his face pale as a thin stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. A faint smile appeared on his face as he wiped away the blood with his hand and looked at Guo Xiang, saying: "Not bad, come again. Let's make it a painful battle today."

  Seeing Su Qingchen still having the strength to fight again, Guo Xiang's face changed slightly, a hint of killing intent flashed in his eyes, and his hand holding the sword moved slowly. He sneered coldly and said, "You're asking for death, don't blame me, take my sword." As his cold voice fell, Guo Xiang's figure had already leaped into the air, his soul power surrounding the sword spirit, the explosive soul power foretelling that this strike would be extremely terrifying.

  His eyes swept over the empty air, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said in a low voice: "This is the true strength of a spiritual being." As he spoke, his soul entered his body, and his soul power gathered in his palm, constantly compressing. When his soul power was compressed to the size of a grain of rice, Su Qingchen smiled, and the increase in his soul power allowed him to control the compression of his soul power very well.

  With his right hand clenched into a fist, when the Sword Spirit's attack was about to land in front of him, he let out a furious roar "Cut off at the inch." As soon as the sound rang out, his right fist shot out like a fierce tiger descending from a mountain.

  A dull "boom" was followed by a deafening roar, the empty space above the battlefield was filled with countless colorful soul forces, completely obscuring the two duelists.

  The crowd below held their breath, some silently cheering for Guo Xiang and others for Su Qingchen. Everyone's eyes were fixed on the empty space above the battlefield, waiting for the turbulent soul energy to dissipate.

  Two figures appeared in the air at the same time, both in a supine position and flying backwards. They crashed into the Soul Power Wall and fell to the ground on the platform. After a moment, Guo Xiang spat out a mouthful of blood, propped himself up with his hands, and struggled to sit up. He looked up at Su Qingchen, who was lying not far away on the ground, and smiled wryly as he said, "You're really strong, you actually managed to hurt me. But in the end, victory still belongs to me."

  Everyone in the commoner class below the stage prayed silently for Su Qingchen, hoping he could get back up. However, seeing Su Qingchen looking like a dead man, they all felt deeply worried.

  A moment later, Su Qingchen's body emitted a faint purple glow. Everyone looked at Su Qingchen in confusion, but only Wang Xing and a few others had smiles on their faces. They knew this was Su Qingchen's healing state, indicating that he was fine. The big stone in everyone's heart finally fell.

  At this moment, Yin Ting's eyes shone with tears, staring intently at the stage, without any thought of winning the competition in her heart, only thinking that Su Qingchen would get up, as long as he was fine. Unconsciously, she had a subtle feeling towards this boy she had just met and wasn't familiar with yet.