51 Chapter 51: The Eyes Can Deceive Themselves
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"In the next match, we have an exciting battle of Soul Masters! Let's welcome our contestant, the Ronin Yi, with the Martial Soul, Ronin Sword! And his opponent, the Shadowkill with the Martial Soul, Weapon Spirit Shadow Daggers! Let's give a warm welcome to these two Soul Masters!"
The host stood on the Soul Duel Arena, holding a voice amplifier soul tool, and shouted enthusiastically.
The first one to enter the arena was a female Soul Master in her twenties. She was dressed in a black crop top that revealed her midriff, tight shorts, and had a short bob haircut that looked quite spirited. Her brown skin and well-proportioned figure gave off an exotic charm.
With a gust of wind, Zeng Yi's figure appeared about ten meters across from the female Soul Master. The speed at which he appeared caught Shadowkill off guard, evident from her shrinking pupils. She began to scrutinize the person before her, her expression becoming serious and alert.
Yes, the next night, Zeng Yi came back to the Suotuo Great Soul Arena for a stroll. After all, it was an easy ten Gold Soul Coins that he earned effortlessly. The Suotuo Great Soul Arena was indeed a great place! Zeng Yi had even decided to work here. He felt like a Soul Master civil servant, clocking in every day to earn ten Gold Soul Coins. The benefits were simply excellent. Aside from tomorrow's expenses, he would also be able to save a considerable amount of money. Life was really great!
It's not that Zeng Yi was arrogant, but he believed that in the Soul Sage realm, no one could defeat him in a one-on-one fight. With the addition of his three spirit rings beyond the time limit, the co-cultivation of the Wind Sword Art and Soul Power, the 50% boost from his Ronin's passive ability, and the various sword techniques he had comprehended, he didn't know how to lose in a one-on-one fight.
Although he was only at the thirty-fifth rank of Spirit Power right now, he had always focused on the foundation. Every breakthrough was achieved by compressing his Spirit Power to its limit. Therefore, his Spirit Power was not ordinary for someone at the thirty-fifth rank; it was much stronger than others at the same level.
Looking at the young lady in front of him, Zeng Yi felt his nose heating up.
That well-proportioned figure and the wild and seductive charm of her brown skin made it hard to resist. Not to mention the crop top that revealed her midriff and the tight shorts, she was simply an attractive older sister! How could a hot-blooded young man like Zeng Yi resist this!
Too despicable! Starting off with this kind of visual attack on a young man like me is cunning!
Zeng Yi covered his nose with one hand and cursed inwardly. He felt like he was already injured even before the fight started. He felt the warm liquid on his hand, which he knew was blood.
You actually made me bleed. I admit your strength!
Seeing Zeng Yi's embarrassed appearance, Shadowkill seemed to understand something, and a smug smile curled up on her lips.
"So, you're actually an innocent young boy! But sister won't let you off easily!" Shadowkill chuckled lightly as her soul power surged. Three soul rings, one yellow, one purple, and one hundred-year-old black, rose from under her feet. A black short, curved blade, resembling a dagger, appeared in her right hand, exuding a cold glimmer.
With a push of her feet, Shadowkill dashed towards Zeng Yi. Soon after, her yellow soul ring lit up, and she activated her second soul skill, Stealth Walk. Her figure disappeared without a trace.
This caused Zeng Yi to pause for a moment, but he quickly reacted.
She's using Stealth Walk, quite a good soul skill, but...
In the midst of the Stealth Walk, Shadowkill reappeared behind Zeng Yi with astonishing speed. She moved silently and swiftly, and seeing that Zeng Yi had yet to react, she quickly stabbed the black dagger towards his back.
Success!
As it was about to penetrate Zeng Yi, the dagger struck his sword, producing an ear-piercing clash.
How is this possible!? It was actually blocked! I clearly didn't see him draw his sword.
Seeing Zeng Yi holding up his sword to block her attack, Shadowkill was evidently shocked.
His drawing speed was too fast for me to see clearly. He's remarkably strong. Although I was in stealth, how did he know I would attack from behind?
This puzzled Shadowkill.
After blocking the attack, Zeng Yi remained calm.
Using Stealth Walk and Sneak Attack, a good combination of skills. If used against others, the chances of winning would be quite high. Unfortunately, you've met me.
Zeng Yi stood in place, waiting for Shadowkill's next attack.
Left side!
Sensing Shadowkill's position, Zeng Yi quickly parried with his sword.
Clang!
Once again, there was a clash of steel as Zeng Yi blocked Shadowkill's attack.
Why? How can he still block my attacks like this!
Shadowkill couldn't believe it. Why could Zeng Yi find her position among the three illusions, even when she was in Stealth?
Damn it!
Refusing to believe it, Shadowkill vanished again and attacked from another position towards Zeng Yi. Unfortunately, Zeng Yi had captured her position once, blocking the attack.
Unwilling to give up, Shadowkill continued her relentless assault on Zeng Yi. With her use of Specter, she had no time to pause, only continuous attacks, attempting to find a loophole in Zeng Yi's defense.
The battle was as fast as lightning, and the arena erupted with the sound of weapon clashes. Without a doubt, Zeng Yi blocked every one of Shadowkill's attacks.
However, the audience in the stands couldn't fully understand what was happening. All they saw was Zeng Yi standing in place, constantly swinging his sword to block the unseen attacks, creating sparks in the process.
Seeing that her attacks were ineffective, Shadowkill ceased her assault, retreated to a place ten meters away from Zeng Yi, and released herself from Stealth. Her figure reappeared as she stared intensely at Zeng Yi, filled with a sense of unwillingness.
You're not continuing?
Shadowkill stopped her attack, surprising Zeng Yi.
"I admit defeat. But can you tell me how you were able to accurately pinpoint my position even when I was in Stealth?" Shadowkill asked Zeng Yi.
Every one of her attacks was precisely blocked by Zeng Yi, and he had never launched an attack himself. Shadowkill knew she had lost, but she still wanted to know why. She had never felt so powerless before.
"It's the aura," Zeng Yi replied.
In battle, relying too much on what the eyes see is not advisable. Sometimes, the eyes can deceive oneself and lead to a predicament. That's why it's important to learn how to sense others' positions through their aura. Zeng Yi had always been doing that, using aura to locate his enemies.
"Really? But my clones contain my killing intent, so how were you able to find my figure every time?" Shadowkill asked again, as it couldn't be just the aura.
"The temperature."
"Temperature?" Shadowkill was puzzled.
Seeing her baffled expression, Zeng Yi kindly explained.
"The human body has a temperature, and your other two clones only have a chilling killing intent without a trace of warmth. So, your body betrayed your position."
After hearing this explanation, Shadowkill was dumbfounded. How could you notice such a small detail!
Little did she know that Zeng Yi, who could sense the flows of energy, could clearly perceive such subtle changes.
That's why he was an assassin's nemesis.
"Well then! You win," Shadowkill said lightly, turning around and jumping down from the Soul Duel Arena, leaving gracefully.
"Let's congratulate the Battle Spirit Master, the Ronin Yi, for easily winning two consecutive rounds!"
Seeing this, the host rushed onto the stage, declaring loudly. The audience in the stands also cheered, though they couldn't fully understand what had happened, they could tell it was quite impressive.
In a VIP room, a middle-aged man stared at Zeng Yi on the Soul Duel Arena, his gaze containing an indescribable meaning.
"So, this is the disciple of the Sword Douluo? His strength is truly terrifying, hehehe..."
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