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Chapter 29: The First Fight

After Yang Xiong and his opponent both entered the ring preparation area, they found that his opponent was a middle-aged man who looked very strong. His height alone reached two meters and one. His whole body seemed to be full of muscles, and he even carried a huge hammer on his back.

In comparison, Yang Xiong looked much smaller, like an ordinary person facing a giant.

The host began the introductions: "Hello everyone, welcome to this Grand Soul Master level soul fighting competition. The two teams competing are Xiong Ba Tian Xia and Da Di Man Niu."

"This is the first time that Xiong Ba Tian Xia is participating in a fighting spirit competition. His fighting spirit record is zero. His martial spirit is his body, and his spirit power level is level 24."

"The Earth Bull contestant's spirit is Bull, and his spirit power level is 29. His record in the fighting spirit arena is seven wins and two losses, and he has already achieved three consecutive victories."

"Please wait and see whether it will be the first victory for Xiong Ba Tian Xia, participating in his first Soul Fighting Tournament, or the fourth consecutive victory for Da Di Man Niu. Now, please invite the two Great Soul Masters to the stage."

The two were originally in the ring preparation area, and then gradually walked towards the center of the ring.

When the two actually stood together, the difference in their body shapes became even more obvious, especially the Earth Bull player, whose upper body was naked with muscles exposed, and he was even patting his chest. The entire fighting arena seemed to be boiling.

Yang Xiong was also a little nervous. The Earth Bull player opposite him was obviously a pure power-type soul master, especially the huge hammer behind him, which was of extraordinary weight. Weapons can be used in normal soul fighting competitions, but few people can carry large weapons directly onto the ring.

The Earth Bull looked at Yang Xiong with some disdain: "Little friend, I see you are still young. This kind of cruel soul master competition is not something you can participate in. Go home quickly."

Yang Xiong, who was a bit nervous at first, calmed down instead: "I have to fight to know the truth. I also want to see how strong you are as a fighter with three consecutive wins."

The host continued, "The two great soul masters have one minute to prepare. Please summon your martial souls and spirit rings."

The Earth Bull contestant actually roared, and then a huge bull phantom instantly appeared around him, and two yellow soul rings appeared at the same time.

Yang Xiong did not hesitate at all. A faint light emanated from his body, and two yellow soul rings appeared at the same time.

After one minute, the host continued, "Both great soul masters are ready. The fighting soul competition officially begins."

As the game started, the Earth Bull player rushed towards Yang Xiong directly and quickly, and punched him with his huge fist, which seemed to be full of power.

Yang Xiong was extremely fast, and he hit the fist from the side with a knife, causing the force on the fist to deviate from the direction a little.

Seeing that his first attack missed, the Earth Bull player continued to attack with punches, each of which was very powerful.

But in Yang Xiong's eyes, this Earth Bull fighter had more strength than speed, not to mention flexibility. Moreover, there was no pattern between each punch. It was estimated that he had never practiced boxing systematically.

After the two sides fought continuously for half a minute, Yang Xiong relied on his body's cleverness and extremely fast speed to quickly avoid every punch.

This was Yang Xiong's first time participating in a fighting spirit competition. Actual combat was completely different from training with sandbags and wooden dummies. The opponent was even more unpredictable. Even Yang Xiong was a little overwhelmed at the beginning, so he focused more on dodging.

The Earth Bull contestant seemed extremely angry: "Can't you just have a fair fighting spirit match? Why are you just trying to dodge attacks? What's the point of fighting spirits like this?"

Yang Xiong smiled faintly: "Then I'll see what strength you have to be so bold as to say that."

By now, Yang Xiong had adjusted to the rhythm of the fight. Facing the Earth Bull's punch, he threw a similar punch. The two fists collided in mid-air, but Yang Xiong remained motionless. Instead, the Earth Bull took two steps back, clearly showing that Yang Xiong was significantly stronger. The Earth Bull was incredibly surprised. This was the first time he had ever lost to an opponent in a Great Spirit Master Fighting Competition, and this opponent was someone who looked significantly weaker than him.

The Earth Bull contestant roared, and his first soul ring flashed, and his whole body charged like a huge bull. This was his first soul skill: Bull Charge.

Yang Xiong looked at the attack from the opposite side and couldn't help complaining in his heart: How did this reckless man get three consecutive victories? It's too easy for him to avoid the arena which is so big.

However, Yang Xiong also wanted to test the limit of his strength. He gathered countless soul powers on his fist and punched forward with all his strength.

Yang Xiong's fist filled with soul power collided with the huge phantom of the wild bull. The huge sound of the collision was even accompanied by a slight sound of broken bones.

When the scene returned to calm again, Yang Xiong just stood there calmly, while the powerful Bull player on the opposite side was knocked away directly, and even his hand was bleeding. It was obvious that he was seriously injured by this blow.

A trace of horror appeared on the face of the Earth Bull player. He never thought that his opponent, who was five levels lower than him, could have pure strength to defeat his soul skills. If this opponent used soul skills, how strong would he be?

However, this fear was only fleeting. He gritted his teeth, and the second soul ring on his body flashed. His originally strong body seemed to be even more majestic. This was his second soul skill: the power of the wild bull, which was obviously a strength-enhancing soul skill.

Seeing this man attacking again, Yang Xiong still clenched his fists and fought him with all his strength. It seemed like a pure competition of strength and physical strength between the two sides, and neither seemed to have any advantage.

But everyone understood that the Earth Bull player had already used two soul skills, while Yang Xiong had not used any soul skills yet, so the difference in soul power consumption was very large.

After competing for a full minute, the Earth Bull player had already realized the difference in strength between himself and actually took out the giant hammer behind him and smashed it towards Yang Xiong. It seemed that he was unwilling to admit defeat easily.

Yang Xiong originally just wanted to test his own strength. Since the opponent had already started using weapons, it meant that the opponent had no longer held back, and there was no need for him to continue playing.

Yang Xiong's five fingers were like claws, grabbing the handle of the giant hammer, and the entire giant hammer suddenly became motionless.

Then Yang Xiong turned around and kicked the Earth Bull player in the abdomen quickly and hard, and the whole person was kicked several meters away by Yang Xiong.

Before he could react, Yang Xiong actually ran towards him quickly, his speed was several times faster than the previous fight. He appeared in front of the powerful Bull player like a shadow, and this time he punched him directly in the chest.

The Emperor Bull player only felt that the opponent's fist was full of power, and his bones seemed to be broken. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell on the ring. It seemed that he was seriously injured.

The audience was surprised at first, and then burst into thunderous cheers. They could not believe that the player who had won three consecutive games would lose so easily to an opponent whose soul power was five levels lower than his. Moreover, the whole process was very short, and the player who dominated the world did not even use any soul skills.

Yang Xiong showed a bitter smile on his face, thinking that he had overestimated the intensity of the fighting spirit competition.

Yang Xiong himself has been training hard since he was a child. He has pursued the ultimate in strength, speed, and reaction ability, and even his defense is not lagging behind. The opponent in front of him is obviously quite strong among soul masters of the same level, but the gap between him and him in other aspects is too big, especially in speed and flexibility.

Especially the various expensive medicinal baths and painful body training. From the perspective of physical strength alone, he is definitely the strongest among the great soul masters.

The most fundamental point is the strength of the martial soul. After all, the Barbarian Bull is just an ordinary power-type beast martial soul, and the gap between it and the real top martial soul is too big.

(End of this chapter)