Chapter 54: The Real Battle

Chapter 54: The Real Battle

After seeing Dai Yao quickly retreat after taking a disadvantage, Dai Yaming retracted his hands and sneered:

"Heh, running away already? Afraid to face me head-on? Or perhaps what everyone says is true—you are just a coward."

Anyone with a bit of perception could see that Dai Yao's attack had failed. After Dai Yaming blocked it, subsequent exchanges had put Dai Yao at a disadvantage.

This was the gap in actual combat experience!

"The Second Prince will definitely win!"

"Yes, the Fourth Prince is just a jumping clown!"

"The gap in actual combat between the two princes is too great. The Fourth Prince's defeat is already visible. If he doesn't come up with something new, the situation will be dangerous."

Feng Wutong, watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but feel worried, and Ye Nantian's expression darkened.

Compared to those supporting Dai Yao, the Second Prince had far more followers. As they saw Dai Yaming gaining the upper hand in the battle, a rhythmic cheer erupted from the crowd, growing louder like the roar of the sea.

The oppressive atmosphere was closing in on Dai Yao from all directions, and the invisible pressure made his steps feel heavier.

On the high platform, Zhu Zhuqing's hands were clasped in front of her chest, her expression full of concern, while Zhu Zhuyue was beaming with joy, looking triumphant.

"See, my dear sister, enjoy the slaughter that is about to unfold!" Her eyes were alluring, but the words she spoke were as cold as ice.

The Fifth Elder coldly observed the match, but when his gaze casually landed on Bishop Ferdinand beside him, he noticed an expression of anticipation in the bishop's eyes.

'What is he expecting?' The Fifth Elder wondered.

But what happened next on the battlefield answered his question.

Though Dai Yao's special move hadn't worked, he had understood the difference between himself and Dai Yaming, and now he had a clear strategy for how to proceed in the battle.

"Since that's the case, let's start the real fight!" Dai Yao's eyes sparkled as he declared. Since his special technique hadn't worked, he would now win the duel in a fair and square manner!

"The real fight?" Dai Yaming was puzzled. He couldn't think of any way Dai Yao had a chance of winning.

Dai Yao activated his soul power, and his plain white robe began to flutter even though there was no wind. Two soul rings rose from his feet, one yellow, one purple.

The purple soul ring shone with dazzling brilliance, mysterious and powerful.

Whoosh—

A massive wave of gasps rippled through the audience, with countless people standing up involuntarily. The purple soul ring drew all eyes.

"What is that? Am I seeing things?"

"You're not mistaken. That's truly a thousand-year soul ring," someone said, swallowing in disbelief, their gaze fixed on the purple ring.

"How did the Fourth Prince do that?"

"Is he really the so-called waste everyone talks about?" Doubts began to surface about the rumors that had plagued Dai Yao for the past three years.

"Is he a monster?" someone muttered in awe, pointing at Dai Yao, cold sweat dripping down their face.

As the purple soul ring appeared, the entire duel arena erupted in chaos. Even the soul emperor referee, who was supposed to maintain order, was momentarily distracted by the purple soul ring. After a long pause, he finally remembered his duty.

"Silence! Silence!" The referee flew up into the air, releasing the pressure of a soul emperor to restore order.

Even with this, it took a long time for the arena to calm down, but the shock in everyone's hearts was hard to dissipate.

The nobles on the high platform stood up, leaning over the railing, stunned by what was unfolding below.

"How did this kid manage that?" The Fifth Elder's beard trembled as he thought, for the first time doubting the family's rules.

"Are the family's rules really correct? Is it worth allowing a talent like Dai Yao to perish just to maintain the rules?" he wondered.

Beside him, Bishop Ferdinand, seeing the shock of the second soul ring, secretly felt elated. Though he suppressed his joy, his face betrayed an almost comical satisfaction.

"Haha, to have such a genius join the Spirit Hall—it's truly divine favor!"

The Fifth Elder happened to catch the bishop's comical expression and felt a surge of worry. His eyes widened in anger as he confronted the bishop, "What are you trying to do? If the Spirit Hall dares to harm Dai Yao, the Star Luo Empire will make you pay the price!"

"Oh~ my dear Fifth Elder, please believe me, I absolutely don't have any such intention. Anyway, Dai Yao can't win against Davis. He's a dead man walking—why would I bother with such a thing?" The bishop's tone was mocking but calm.

The Fifth Elder felt anger bubbling within him, but he knew that the bishop's words weren't wrong. He sighed inwardly, resolving to do his best to protect Dai Yao's life and preserve his soul bone and potential for the future.

Bishop Ferdinand restored his fake smile, silently savoring the moment. "The genius that your Star Luo Empire doesn't appreciate, my Spirit Hall will cherish him!" he thought.

As the duel ground slowly quieted down, all eyes returned to the contest.

But the shock of the purple soul ring still lingered in their minds.

Dai Yaming was stunned, his gaze fixed on the soul ring. In his heart, a thunderous roar echoed as he realized that this battle was slipping out of his control.

The outcome of the duel had become shrouded in uncertainty.

"Damn it! If it weren't for that damned Ye Nantian, I would have dealt with Dai Yao already. Why wait until today?" Dai Yaming clenched his fists, hatred bubbling within him.

But he quickly calmed himself, looking at Dai Yao with cold eyes, saying, devoid of emotion, "I shouldn't have given you those ten days."

"What good is saying this now? Let's start the real battle!" All eyes were on Dai Yao, but he didn't dare to relax.

This was a life-and-death battle—any negligence could be fatal.

The purple soul ring flickered, and Dai Yao activated his second soul technique.

The air around them began to twist, the powerful aura spiraling toward Dai Yao. As the purple soul ring glowed, a white light enveloped him.

Then, the white light gathered in front of his mouth, forming a white orb.

The terrifying aura emanating from the orb made the spectators' hearts race. Dai Yao positioned his hands in front of him, fingers together, with his thumbs apart, as if aiming.

After determining his target, his eyes flashed with determination.

"Second Soul Skill—White Tiger Blazing Light Wave!"

The spectators only saw the white light flash like lightning across half the arena. Then, the powerful gust of wind followed, accompanied by the deafening sound of whistling winds, sweeping toward the audience.

Everyone's hair and clothes were lifted by the fierce winds, and the piercing sound of the wind forced them to cover their ears.

Another round of shocked gasps erupted from the audience.

Dai Yaming stared at the terrifying white orb gathering in front of Dai Yao, feeling some fear. He preferred to crush his opponents with his power rather than personally battle them.

However, when he turned to see Zhu Zhuyue's worried expression in the stands, his resolve hardened.

Even if this was a thousand-year soul technique, his six-level soul power was not something to be underestimated.

(End of Chapter)

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