Chapter 73: The Moonlight is Beautiful Tonight

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Swoosh~

A breaking sound echoed as the sword's intent surged forward. The long sword pointed straight ahead, its sharp cold aura fixated on the Suona soul master.

It's over!

Jiang Zhang finally reacted but as he tried to turn around to defend and rescue his companion, he realized it was too late. This person's speed was insane, nothing like what a Spirit Elder could possess.

In the blink of an eye, the long sword appeared in front of Wang Xiaoyong, its freezing aura engulfing his whole body, causing him to tremble uncontrollably. The tip of the sword in his pupils grew larger, and the bone-chilling coldness intensified. He seemed to see the scene of his own death.

As a support-type soul master, he had no resistance in such a situation and could only helplessly watch the attack approaching, feeling a sense of powerlessness rising in his heart.

In an instant, Zeng Yi's figure flashed and appeared behind the charging sword. He grabbed the hilt, causing the flying sword to pause and stop.

The tip of the sword stopped right in front of Wang Xiaoyong's nose, less than a centimeter away from him.

Although the sword didn't touch Wang Xiaoyong, the sudden halt at the last moment frightened him. He was filled with shock and dismay, his pupils dilating slightly.

The sword didn't arrive, but he felt as if his body had been pierced by the sharp sword intent.

Zeng Yi didn't intend to kill. This wasn't a life-and-death battle, and he had no grudge against this person. Moreover, he had a good impression of these two idiots.

However, it was time for him to exit the stage.

Without stopping his movements, he quickly retracted the sword, and his hand swiftly grabbed the person's collar as he continued to charge forward.

Forward Steps Slash!

The first soul skill was activated, moving at the speed of a gale. In an instant, Zeng Yi and this person rushed toward the edge of the Soul Arena, leaving afterimages in their wake.

"Ah ah ah~"

Wang Xiaoyong, who was just scared, hadn't even regained his senses when he was carried by Zeng Yi towards the outside of the arena. The high-speed airflow resistance caused him to collide heavily, and he screamed in terror while being tossed around.

Zeng Yi's speed was astonishing. In the blink of an eye, he had moved to the edge of the Soul Arena.

So it's a Suona! Losers eat dust, enjoy your departure! Go back and play a tune for yourself!

Zeng Yi grabbed the person's collar and threw him down forcefully.

One down!

Then, Zeng Yi turned his body and looked at the other person in the random team with indifference in his silver eyes.

Too fast!

Jiang Zhang's gaze was filled with astonishment as he looked at the man in front of him. His throat unconsciously gulped, and he swallowed some saliva. From the moment he initiated an attack on this person, to his teammate Wang Xiaoyong being eliminated, only a few breaths of time had passed.

Such terrifying speed! Even though he still had the 30% power boost from Wang Xiaoyong, he felt the pressure when facing this man. Under the gaze of those silver eyes, he seemed like a weak and helpless prey, facing a ruthless predator. A chill rose in his heart.

However, he didn't plan on giving up just like that. He still tightly gripped his totem, his gaze vigilant towards the person in front of him. This person's speed was too elusive, he couldn't afford to relax even a bit, or else he wouldn't be able to capture his movements.

Although that was the Kase, Jiang Zhang couldn't help but glance at the fat man on the other side. Although they were still two people, he needed to be cautious of the other one too, even though his strength wasn't strong. Otherwise, if he was ambushed, they would lose directly.

Even though the outcome was already determined, he could at least struggle a bit longer and make the loss look more decent.

But when he glanced, he saw the fat man sitting on a large keg on the side, leisurely looking over here, as if he was watching a show, showing no intention of making a move.

Damn it! You're so leisurely! You can do whatever you want with such a strong backing!

Seeing Kas' appearance, Jiang Zhang couldn't help but curse inwardly, but he couldn't help but feel envy!

Zeng Yi gazed deeply at the last person, gripping his Ronin Sword, his spiritual power circulating, enveloping the sword with a pale blue soul power outer layer, and his figure moved.

Swoosh!

A breaking sound echoed as Zeng Yi's figure rapidly approached this person, the sharp Ronin Sword splitting the air, its imposing aura fierce and relentless, its sword intent unstoppable.

Slash!

Without using any fancy moves, only with a fierce and unrivaled sword technique, a plain and unadorned strike.

Forward Steps Slash!

Jiang Zhang had been watchfully observing Zeng Yi. Although he could see in front of him despite the extremely fast pace, facing the fierce and sharp sword intent charging at him made him feel extremely apprehensive.

The final strike.

The purple soul ring quietly gleamed. The third soul skill, Heavy Gale Slash!

Jiang Zhang swung his great sword with both hands, the blade shining with radiance, containing a heavy force. He aimed it towards Zeng Yi.

Two forces clashed, one side sharp and fierce, the other heavy and forceful.

Boom~

The sword and blade collided, and the energy erupted from the two as the epicenter. The powerful airflow created by the force swept and spread, visible shockwaves wildly raging through the entire field.

Finally, at the last moment, Zeng Yi's left hand gently touched the hilt at his waist, and the long sword was unsheathed in an instant.

The energy and gusts quickly dissipated, revealing the figures of the two on the arena to the audience.

Who emerged victorious?

Only saw the two on the Soul Arena, the long sword and great sword crossed each other. Zeng Yi, at some unknown point, held another long sword in his left hand, the blade resting horizontally on Jiang Zhang's neck.

This situation shocked Jiang Zhang. He didn't notice when Zeng Yi drew out the other sword. When he returned to his senses, Zeng Yi's sword was already placed horizontally on his neck.

The icy cold blade exuded a sharp aura, making Jiang Zhang's body involuntarily shiver, cold sweat uncontrollably appearing.

If this was a life-or-death battle, he would have already been beheaded.

"I... I concede."

Jiang Zhang looked at Zeng Yi's indifferent expression and bitterly said these words.

Hearing his surrender, Zeng Yi Kasually retrieved his sword, sheathing the long sword and Ronin Sword. His indifferent and ruthless silver eyes returned to being deep black eyes, now filled with much vitality.

"Can you tell me your name?"

"Me? I'm Zeng Yi."

Hearing that, Zeng Yi chuckled, saying.

"You're really strong," Jiang Zhang said. He knew that the person in front of him had been holding back and hadn't displayed much of his strength. Otherwise, with his speed, there was no need for him to directly confront his soul skills. He could easily dodge and then strike him.

This person, among the same-age people he had met, was the most powerful Spirit Emperor. Even the geniuses of the Imperial Capital couldn't match him.

Taking a deep look at him, Jiang Zhang turned around and left the Soul Arena. The host saw this and immediately went on stage to announce the result.

"In this exciting two-on-two Soul Fighting, the winners are the Blade and Barrel Comrades!"

The host loudly announced, and the audience in the stands erupted in cheers.

"Hahaha~, Zeng Yi, you're really strong. Enough said, from now on, you're my brother!" As he walked down the Soul Arena, Kas looked at Zeng Yi with admiration, excitedly saying.

After experiencing this Soul Fight, he finally understood how powerful Zeng Yi was. They weren't wrong when they said that he could take on two opponents alone. Although one of them was a support-type soul master, the other was the best combination with ideal soul ring configuration for a combat soul master. Even with the support-type soul master's help, they couldn't match Zeng Yi.

Although Kas was older than Zeng Yi, now, in order to tightly cling to Zeng Yi's thigh and have him take him to the Bronze Soul Battle, what's wrong with shamelessly calling him brother?

"Uh, forget it, you're giving me a bit of disgust." Zeng Yi replied with a disgusted expression.

I mean, if you were a cute girl, I could accept it. But a 300-pound fatso with hair all over your face, just thinking about it is unbearable.

"Well then, what should we do now?"

"Of course, we go back. We can't continue fighting, so what's the point of staying here?"

In the following days, Zeng Yi brought Kas to the Sutuo Great Soul Arena every night, and the originally timid Kas gradually became fond of this place.

The reason was simple – getting carried by Zeng Yi and earning points was so enjoyable! Even if he lost alone, Zeng Yi could win the two-on-two match for him, earning not just twenty gold soul coins, but ten was already satisfying.

Kas finally understood why Zeng Yi was so keen on the Soul Arena. With absolute strength, this was an excellent place to earn money and retire.

"Kali, I'm going back."

"Okay, Zeng Yi, be careful on your way! Goodbye, Xiao Ju!"

"Meow~"

After leaving the Sutuo Inn, Xiao Ju sat on Zeng Yi's shoulder, and Zeng Yi walked in the moonlit night towards the hotel he was staying in.

It was already late when he left the Sutuo Inn, and there were no people on the streets now. It was quiet, with only the sound of Zeng Yi's footsteps echoing softly.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight!"

Zeng Yi looked up at the moon hanging in the sky and couldn't help but exclaim. He lightly patted Xiao Ju on the shoulder, and Xiao Ju understood, swiftly withdrawing through the opening in Zeng Yi's collar.

Zeng Yi had walked on the dark road for a while before gradually slowing down his footsteps, eventually stopping and standing in the middle of the road.

"I'm just a man who happens to be handsome, not some glamorous beauty. So, why are you following behind me, a grown man, for?" Zeng Yi raised his head, looking at the moon above, and laughed lightly. But in his eyes, a sharp look flickered.

Zeng Yi's eyes gleamed with cold light as he placed his hand on the hilt of the Ronin Sword at his waist, calmly saying, "Come out! Let me see if it's an ugly man who's jealous of my handsome appearance or a beautiful woman enchanted by my extraordinary good looks."

It seems that tonight will be a sleepless night!

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