Chapter 49 Winning the Championship, a Dazed Qian Renxue.
"No need for dinner." Jiang Nian looked at the woman in high heels before him and gently adjusted the ribs of his umbrella.
The next moment.
A person suddenly appeared behind him, engulfed in flames, claws already pouncing.
Jiang Nian calmly adjusted the position of his umbrella, effortlessly blocking the attack from behind.
"Underestimating me?! Watch my third soul skill!" Huo Cheng roared, his martial soul, the Fire Leopard, spewing out a blazing flame that instantly enveloped Jiang Nian's body.
Then it transformed into a giant fire python, tightly coiling around him.
The audience gasped in unison. Who would have thought that Huo Cheng had secretly accumulated power, preparing for this sneak attack?
"Jiang Nian didn't use his soul skill; isn't he in some danger now?"
"He's too careless..."
Qian Renxue, in the second-floor VIP box, stared intently at the giant fire python on the stage, a bead of sweat trickling down her forehead.
Ten seconds later.
The fire python vanished with an incredibly eerie speed, while Jiang Nian, still holding his small umbrella, calmly observed the eight people before him.
And…
"Sorry, your fire is useless against me."
With that, a pillar of flame rose beneath Jiang Nian's feet, and he charged towards Huo Cheng.
Still basking in his self-satisfaction, he was completely caught off guard, his mind momentarily blank.
"Rock Valley Seal!"
*Poof!*
A rocky tortoise shell rose up.
Huo Cheng was overjoyed to see someone had come to his rescue.
Jiang Nian didn't turn back, but instead began gambling.
"Fire Blast."
*Bang bang bang!*
An explosion rang out, and the audience's expressions changed slightly as they saw Huo Cheng flying off the stage, his body tattered and in a sorry state.
Less than half a minute into the fight, someone had already been eliminated; such an ending was truly unacceptable.
Ling Rou, Hu Bian, and the others dared not delay any longer and immediately joined forces.
Eight soul skills attacked Jiang Nian, who simply stared at the colorful and dazzling energy, uttering a single sentence.
"Heavenly Secret - Awakening of Insects!"
"Second Soul Skill, Wind and Thunder Wings!"
Whoosh!
In an instant, Jiang Nian teleported to the side of a dazed fellow, wielding his Heavenly Dao Umbrella and swatting him off the stage.
Immediately afterward, he kicked the laughing girl beside him in the chest, sending her tumbling off the stage like a kite with a broken string.
Perhaps they would never have imagined that someone would possess a soul skill like [Teleportation].
Divine lightning gathered in Jiang Nian's palm, and he flew through the air, his face illuminated by purple lightning, making him appear exceptionally dashing.
Especially the appearance of the pair of cyan-purple wings on his back undoubtedly ignited the passion of the entire Soul Arena.
"Thousand Birds!"
Instantly, three swift bolts of lightning pierced through the shoulders of the three men, who screamed in agony as their martial souls were shattered.
The lightning in Jiang Nian's hand hadn't dissipated yet.
He tossed it into the air, forming a dense net of lightning to paralyze the people's movements.
Tuoba Jun gritted his teeth helplessly, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at Jiang Nian flying through the sky.
Damn it!
This guy can actually fly?
How are we supposed to play this game?
They're all land-based fighters..."Fourth Soul Skill, Peak Thrust!"
Jiang Nian's eyes narrowed as he looked at the poisonous spikes shooting towards him from below. He held up his Heavenly Umbrella in front of him: "Frost."
Hissing~
Extremely cold air spread across the arena, and the remaining five people felt their whole bodies tremble, staring blankly at the man in the sky.
He can even use ice?
Do you think you're the Five Spirit Kings?!
Ling Rou hadn't expected that her fourth soul skill would be frozen by Jiang Nian, and she couldn't help but feel discouraged.
"Since you've all used all your tricks, it's my turn."
Jiang Nian smiled faintly and quickly flew towards the ground.
These people had already been paralyzed by the lightning net, and now they could only be lambs to the slaughter.
Soon, with his skillful attacks, two more people were eliminated.
Now, only Tuoba Jun, Hu Bian, and Ling Rou remained.
As long as Jiang Nian kept flying, these people couldn't do anything to him.
"Damn it! I don't believe your soul power can support such efficient flight!"
Hu Bian's words rekindled the hope of the other two.
Yes, flying soul skills are extremely rare and consume a lot of soul power.
Now, Jiang Nian must be out of resources, right?
"Is that so?"
"Then, let's settle this in one move..."
Rumble~ In the sky, thick black clouds gathered, and raindrops the size of soybeans fell.
Jiang Nian stood in the void, holding the Heavenly Dao Umbrella, his eyes flashing with an icy blue.
"First Soul Skill, Gather!"
"Heavenly Beam - Frostfall."
The three couldn't help but laugh as they watched him use that hundred-year soul ring.
"You're probably out of soul power, aren't you? A mere hundred-year soul skill, let's see how you turn the world upside down!"
"Attack together!"
Jiang Nian gently floated his martial soul beside him, closed his eyes, and clenched his left hand towards the void.
The previously unclaimed ice element swiftly transformed into an ice-blue magic bow according to his thoughts, the ethereal arrow gradually solidifying.
The bowstring was fully drawn, and Jiang Nian aimed at the center of the arena with one eye.
"Break!"
The arrow sliced through the air, leaving a piercing explosion.
Then, the arena trembled.
The chill quickly dissipated, even affecting those outside the arena.
Tuoba Jun and the other two remained silent; the entire arena was eerily quiet.
Jiang Nian slowly caused the magic bow to dissipate into ice dust, and the wings on his back gradually disappeared.
He recalled the Heavenly Dao Umbrella and looked up at the dark sky.
Another heavy rain began.
Soon after, Zhao Qian went up to the stage, looking at the three frozen solid ice sculptures, his heart churning with turmoil.
What kind of genius had his foolish son befriended?!
"Damn it... I declare that Young Master Jiang is the champion of this Christmas Martial Arts Tournament!"
"The remaining nine can come to our Tianyun Chamber of Commerce to collect 10,000 Gold Soul Coins after the event."
After a dozen seconds of silence, the arena erupted in thunderous applause and frenzied roars.
Jiang Nian silently left under the watchful eyes of the crowd, holding his umbrella.
He came quietly and left quietly.
Perhaps this competition has unsettled half the continent's forces.
Back in the private room, Jiang Nian looked at the wide-eyed little blond boy and the little girl and couldn't help but smile: "What? Don't you recognize me?"
Qian Renxue swallowed hard and asked uncertainly, "Little Jiang, what level are you now?"
"37, why?" Jiang Nian curiously scratched his head and asked, puzzled.
"Ah... you're only three levels lower than me now?"
Qian Renxue looked at him in a daze.
She remembered that before, he seemed to be more than ten levels higher than Jiang Nian, and now he's about to surpass her so quickly?
No!
How could this be allowed?!
No way, I need to absorb the soul bone too, and I need to cultivate diligently!
"Hmph~ I haven't even absorbed my fourth soul ring yet, but I'll definitely surpass you by a huge margin when I do!"
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