First Victory

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Zhao Wuji's attack was ferocious and unstoppable. With the Immovable Vajra Body activated, his entire figure was enveloped in a faint golden glow, amplifying his strength to overwhelming levels. Taking a hit head-on was simply not an option.

Lin Yongming understood this well. In a flash of lightning, he vanished from his original position, causing Zhao Wuji's attack to strike nothing but air.

Since his speed was superior, he naturally had to make full use of this advantage—not only to force his opponent to waste soul power, but also to minimize his own energy consumption. While brute force was an option, it was never the best choice.

Only when there was no way to escape would one be forced into a direct confrontation.

"Ashura is incredibly fast! He dodged Zhao Wuji's powerful attack! Now I get it—his attribute is lightning. No wonder!"

Lin Yongming sidestepped and appeared at Zhao Wuji's flank, slashing out with another Thunderlight Slash. However, the moment his attack touched Zhao Wuji's body, it was immediately nullified by the golden glow of his Immovable Vajra Body.

"Damn… this guy is built like a tank." Lin Yongming sighed internally.

Seeing that his attack had once again failed, Zhao Wuji turned and lunged toward Lin Yongming with another aggressive assault.

However, while Zhao Wuji was tough, his speed was nothing special. His attacks were powerful but slow, making them easy to avoid.

"Wait a minute… this blind guy isn't anything like we imagined. He moves too smoothly… could he be faking it?"

"Yeah! No matter how fast Zhao Wuji attacks, he barely manages to graze him."

"Holy shit… what if the blind guy actually wins? The odds were 7 to 1! Anyone who bet on him is about to get rich!"

Zhao Wuji launched several more consecutive attacks, but he still couldn't even touch the corner of Lin Yongming's clothes. On the other hand, Lin Yongming's Thunderlight Slashes kept hitting him over and over again. Finally, Zhao Wuji snapped.

"Damn it, blind guy! Are you just going to keep dodging?! Are you a man or not?! If you keep running around, this match will never end!" Zhao Wuji roared, furious and frustrated.

"Don't get me wrong," Lin Yongming said calmly, standing about five meters away from Zhao Wuji. "Speed is my advantage, so I'm going to use it. Besides, once your stamina and soul power run out, this match will end on its own."

"You sneaky bastard… If I can't catch you, then I'll make sure you can't move at all!"

"Third Soul Skill: Gravity Enhancement!"

Zhao Wuji let out a deafening roar as his thousand-year soul ring activated, causing a surge of energy to explode around him.

Lin Yongming instantly felt his body become incredibly heavy—his feet seemed to sink into the ground, as if he had stepped into a swamp.

"Let's see where you run now!" Zhao Wuji sneered before unleashing his second soul skill once again.

"Great Strength Diamond Palm!"

As Zhao Wuji charged toward him, the bespectacled man watching from the stands exhaled in relief.

"Finally… it's over," he muttered.

"Zhao Wuji just used a thousand-year soul skill! Does this mean Ashura is about to lose?!" the host called out excitedly.

Lin Yongming knew his speed had been restricted. He planted his Thunder Blade into the stage, his second thousand-year soul ring rising around him.

"If I can't dodge… then I won't."

A powerful wave of soul power surged inside him as he activated his second soul skill.

"Second Soul Skill: Wave Burst!"

BANG!

Zhao Wuji's Great Strength Diamond Palm collided with Lin Yongming's Wave Burst energy field.

In an instant, a blue and yellow energy barrier formed between them as their powers clashed.

For over ten seconds, they stood in a deadlock.

However, while Zhao Wuji was three levels higher, his Great Strength Diamond Palm was only a hundred-year soul skill, whereas Lin Yongming's Wave Burst was a thousand-year technique.

It wasn't long before Lin Yongming's energy overcame Zhao Wuji's.

The yellow energy barrier shattered, and the Wave Burst attack struck Zhao Wuji straight in the chest.

Zhao Wuji spat out blood as his body was sent flying backward.

"Unbelievable! Ashura just turned the tables! What an incredible attack!" the host shouted as the entire platform shook from the force of the impact.

Lin Yongming watched calmly as Zhao Wuji flew through the air, then grabbed his Thunder Blade and channeled soul power into it—preparing to launch his most powerful attack.

Since Zhao Wuji was mid-air and unable to defend, it was the perfect moment to strike.

"Asura Thunderlight Slash!"

Lin Yongming unleashed his attack, sending two massive arcs of lightning slashing across the arena, cutting through the air toward Zhao Wuji.

In the past, this attack consumed 70% of his soul power. Over time, he had perfected it, reducing its consumption to 30%.

"ARGH!"

The Thunderlight Slash tore through Zhao Wuji's defenses, shattering the golden light barrier of his Immovable Vajra Body like fragile glass.

Zhao Wuji crashed onto the arena floor, defeated.

Lin Yongming strode forward, placing the edge of his Thunder Blade against Zhao Wuji's neck.

"You lost," Lin Yongming stated calmly.

Zhao Wuji lay there motionless, his fists clenching and unclenching as he struggled to process his defeat. Finally, he looked up at Lin Yongming, then at the blade pressed against his throat, and let out a heavy sigh.

"…I lost."

"Zhao Wuji has surrendered! Congratulations to Ashura for his first victory in the Great Spirit Arena! He earns one point, but since he ended Zhao Wuji's four-win streak, he gets an additional three points!"

The crowd exploded in chaos.

"NO! My money! I bet 100 gold soul coins on Zhao Wuji!"

"Haha! I bet 50 gold coins on Ashura! With 7-to-1 odds, I just got rich!"

"What a joke! A 36th-level Spirit Elder lost to a 33rd-level blind guy?! He should never come back here again!"

The bespectacled man clutched his chest in agony.

"Damn it! I have to get my revenge!"

Lin Yongming ignored them all. After Zhao Wuji surrendered, he retrieved his Thunder Blade and left the arena.

At the entrance, Lan Yinhuang ran up to him.

"Xiao Ming! You won your first match! Haha! Look at all those people who lost their bets—serves them right for underestimating you!" she laughed.

Lin Yongming simply nodded.

Just as they were about to leave, a voice called out.

"Blind guy, don't leave!"

Turning around, they saw two men approaching—one of them was Zhao Wuji.

"I'm Flender, 38th-level Spirit Elder. Do you dare fight me tomorrow?" the bespectacled man challenged.

"Flender, huh? Fine." Lin Yongming replied.

"Good. Tomorrow, same time, same place."

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