Chapter 58: Is Age an Insurmountable Gap?

Upon hearing the name, Ye Lingling immediately perked up and quickly turned her gaze toward the stage.

When that familiar figure came into view, the heavy stone that had been weighing on her heart finally settled, and she secretly let out a long sigh of relief.

Thank goodness, he's still alive.

"Ling Ling, you can finally relax now, right?"

Yu Feng's voice came from beside her, tinged with a hint of teasing.

"Don't be noisy, Yu Feng."

Ye Lingling didn't even turn her head, her eyes firmly fixed on the figure in the arena. "Focus on the match. This is Gu Feng's first time stepping onto the Soul Arena."

Yu Feng couldn't help but pout. Truly, a case of prioritizing romance over friendship.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

In the arena.

As the host gently shook the lottery tube in his hand, the results of the first round's matchups were quickly announced.

Whether it was a matter of luck or deliberate arrangement, Gu Feng was drawn.

When the host called out Gu Feng's name, the eyes of the entire audience instantly converged on him like spotlights.

Gu Feng raised his gaze, his expression calm, and looked toward his opponent.

It was a man with short, dark blue hair, his body robust and muscular, every inch of his physique seemingly brimming with explosive power. A striking claw mark on his forehead added a touch of ferocity to his appearance.

Yu Tianba raised one hand in a casual and arrogant gesture, not even bothering with the most basic courtesy. Instead, he curled his lips into a disdainful smirk and loudly declared, "Yu Tianba, Martial Soul: Thunder Dragon, Level 34 Power Attack System Battle Soul Master!"

The audience below instantly erupted.

"A Thunder Dragon Martial Soul? Could he be from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"

"Obviously! Any dragon-type Martial Soul related to lightning is a variant from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

"Tsk tsk tsk, this kid's in for a rough time. He's up against someone so strong right off the bat."

Gu Feng looked at Yu Tianba, neither angry nor annoyed.

After all, when the heavens grow arrogant, rain follows; when people grow arrogant, someone will inevitably put them in their place.

Then, Gu Feng simply uttered two words in a calm tone, "Gu Feng."

After that, he waited for a while, but no further words followed.

Yu Tianba was momentarily stunned, clearly not expecting such a brief response from Gu Feng.

He furrowed his brows and demanded, "What about your Martial Soul? Why didn't you announce it?"

On the Soul Arena, failing to announce one's Martial Soul and Soul Power was nothing short of sacrilege, a sign of disrespect toward the match and one's opponent.

Gu Feng's lips curled slightly into a faint smile, his voice clear yet carrying a hint of coldness, "It's unnecessary. Someone like you doesn't deserve my respect."

These words instantly struck a nerve with Yu Tianba.

As a disciple of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan with a variant Martial Soul, even though he had endured the disdain of his clan members since childhood, it had never diminished his innate arrogance.

Especially after coming to the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy, where strength was revered above all else, he had enjoyed the adoration of being the center of attention.

And now, he was being looked down upon?

Absolutely unforgivable!

A flash of ferocity instantly appeared in Yu Tianba's eyes, the muscles on his face twitching with anger. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! I hope you can still be this cocky later."

In his eyes, Gu Feng was nothing more than a six-year-old child. No matter how talented he was, how high could his Soul Power possibly be?

"Thunder Dragon, Manifest!"

Yu Tianba roared, and in an instant, a powerful surge of Soul Power swept across the arena.

His body rapidly transformed into a humanoid tyrannosaurus, surrounded by crackling lightning, resembling a demon god emerging from hell.

He grinned ferociously at Gu Feng and said viciously, "Kid, I want you to remember this well—sometimes, the gap in age is insurmountable!"

Gu Feng's clear voice echoed through the Soul Arena, "That's only because they aren't me."

Yu Tianba bellowed, "You're asking for death!"

Gu Feng remained calm, as if the imposing Yu Tianba before him was nothing more than an ant.

Yu Tianba didn't care. With a furious roar, he charged at Gu Feng like a cannonball, his body wreathed in Lightning Power.

His goal was clear: to end the battle as quickly as possible and make this arrogant brat pay for his insolence.

Gu Feng, unhurried, lightly tapped the ground with his toes, his body floating up like a willow catkin, effortlessly dodging Yu Tianba's heavy strike.

Yu Tianba missed, his momentum carrying him forward several steps before he regained his balance.

Enraged, he turned sharply and attacked again, this time with even greater ferocity. Thick bolts of lightning shot from his hands, like writhing thunder serpents, sealing off all of Gu Feng's escape routes.

A cold glint flashed in Gu Feng's eyes as his hands quickly formed a seal. Suddenly, an ancient golden bone shield appeared before him, exuding a powerful, primal aura.

Yu Tianba's lightning struck the shield, only to scatter into golden sparks, leaving Gu Feng unharmed.

"This... how is this possible?" Yu Tianba's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

He never expected Gu Feng to possess such a formidable defensive technique.

Little did he know, this was merely a special application of Gu Feng's Martial Soul after its Spirit Soul Evolution, akin to a self-created Soul Skill.

Gu Feng didn't give him much time to think. He retracted the shield, and a Hundred-Year Soul Ring lit up beneath his feet. He shouted, "First Soul Skill, Bone Dragon Undead Thorns!"

As his voice fell, golden bone spikes erupted from the ground like sharp blades, rushing toward Yu Tianba.

Yu Tianba frantically swung his arms, using his lightning to block, but the power of the bone spikes was overwhelming. His lightning defense gradually weakened under their assault.

"Thud!" A muffled sound rang out as a bone spike grazed Yu Tianba's arm, and blood immediately gushed out.

"Hmph, a mere scratch. Don't think this can hurt me," Yu Tianba gritted his teeth, intending to attack again.

But what he thought was a minor injury would soon make him regret it for the rest of his life.

Moments later.

Yu Tianba suddenly felt as if countless venomous insects were gnawing at his body. He staggered in pain.

Only then did he look down and see that the wound he had sustained had already begun to blacken and rot.

How could the wound rot so quickly?

Was it poison?

Little did he know, this was the erosion of Undead Power!

Without a sacred attribute or the purest light to dispel it, this power could silently corrode and consume a person's vitality.

Yu Tianba stared at Gu Feng in terror, "What kind of trick did you use? You must have used poison, right?"

Fear began to spread in his heart. The strength of this child far exceeded his imagination.

"Poison? Do I need poison to deal with you?"

"Now, do you still think age is an insurmountable gap?"

Gu Feng spoke coldly, his voice devoid of any emotion. Immediately after, he launched another attack, this time aiming for Yu Tianba's chest.

Yu Tianba watched in horror as the bone spike surged toward him, wanting to dodge but finding his body unresponsive.

"Damn it, I'm paralyzed!"

Yu Tianba closed his eyes in despair, filled with regret. Why had he provoked Gu Feng?

However, just as the bone spike was about to hit Yu Tianba, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking Gu Feng's attack with an arm.

"Kid, that's enough. I let you step up to make an appearance, and you almost caused a disaster."

(End of Chapter)