Douluo Continent: Martial Soul Ability Lock, Intercepting the Zhu Sisters

Chapter 6 Battle Spirit!

"How can I participate in the Soul Battle?" Dai Yao asked.

"The academy's Soul Arena is generally used for sparring and settling scores. As long as you can find an opponent, Your Highness can engage in Soul Battles."

"Furthermore, if Your Highness can become number one on the Soul Arena rankings, you will receive a monthly reward of 10,000 gold soul coins," Yang Mingxin said softly, explaining the rules and uses of the academy's Soul Arena.

"Are there many people usually engaged in Soul Battles?" Dai Yao frowned when he saw that there was only one Soul Battle Arena.

It seems he'll have to wait in line if he wants to fight!

That would waste so much precious time!

"There are quite a few, mostly students at the Great Soul Master level and one-ring Soul Master level. As for three-ring Soul Venerables, they basically all go to the Star Luo Great Soul Arena in the city to compete in Soul Battles," Yang Mingxin replied softly.

"However, if Your Highness is unwilling to wait and only wants to fight with others, you can choose to rent a Soul Arena, but you will need to pay a rental fee of ten gold soul coins per hour!" Yang Mingxin explained very comprehensively.

"I see..." Dai Yao nodded thoughtfully.

Yang Mingxin led the way.

"Are you registering? Name, soul power level?" The teacher in charge of registration asked as Dai Yao and his two companions approached.

"Dai Yao, a level 14, one-ring Soul Master," Dai Yao said calmly.

"Level 14!"

Yang Mingxin and Dong Hui both exclaimed in surprise.

What's the big deal? It's just level 14.

There are plenty of first-ring Soul Masters in the academy!

and many more!

Dai Yao...

The teacher in charge of registration stared blankly at Dai Yao.

Only then did he notice the white tiger pattern embroidered on the chest of Dai Yao's platinum school uniform, a symbol of the Star Luo royal family.

"Zhang Bai greets Your Highness!" Zhang Bai bowed at a ninety-degree angle, his voice trembling slightly.

"Don't be nervous, I'm going to book an entire Soul Arena." Dai Yao took out fifty gold soul coins and placed them in front of the teacher in charge of registration.

The teacher who was enrolling the student looked at the money bag handed to her, and her expression faltered slightly.

"Alright." The teacher accepted the money bag. "Your Highness, what kind of fighting opponent would you like?"

"A first-ring Soul Master, level not limited! Also, here's a rule: whoever can defeat me, I'll give him an extra thousand gold soul coins!" Dai Yao said calmly.

One thousand gold soul coins represent his entire current wealth.

Unlike Davis, who was pampered by Dai Tianyang and Zhu Yuqing and never had to worry about money!

Although he was nominally the eldest prince, apart from the fixed monthly allowance of one hundred gold soul coins, he only had the inheritance left by Feng Ling.

The manor's daily expenses and the resources needed for daily cultivation are all included in this.

Fortunately, he only had three maids in total.

But in the past few years, it has been almost completely depleted.

The teacher who was registering the students looked at Dai Yao with surprise and adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on his face.

"Okay, I've got it."

"You can go up once one of the fighting arenas becomes available," the registration teacher said.

Dai Yao turned and left.

"Your Highness, do you really want to engage in a soul battle?" Dong Hui asked tentatively.

"Mm," Dai Yao nodded in response.

There are hundreds of spectator seats around the Battle Arena.

Dai Yao led Yang Mingxin and Dong Hui to sit down in the audience.

At this moment, Dai Yao noticed a large group of people gathered around a place, making a continuous and noisy commotion.

Upon closer inspection, Dai Yao realized that someone was setting up a betting platform, which piqued his interest.

"Will there be any betting during my Soul Battle later?" Dai Yao asked softly.

"I think... there probably is," Yang Mingxin replied uncertainly.

Not much time.

When a fighting arena emptied out, an official from the arena appeared on the stage and announced Dai Yao's situation.

Upon learning of Dai Yao's request, many people showed interest.

Even the students on the four battle stages who were engaged in the battle were all casting surprised glances.

On the No. 5 Battle Arena.

"Ning Yuanzhi, Soul Power Level 19! Martial Soul: Earth-Splitting Spear!"

"Your Highness, please forgive any unforeseen circumstances!"

Before Dai Yao stood a solemn-looking young man. He held a jet-black spear in his hand, with a yellow spirit ring swirling around him.

Compared to Dai Yao, Ning Yuanzhi is much taller.

"Come on." As soon as Dai Yao finished speaking, he took the initiative to attack.

"First Soul Skill - Sky Piercing!" Ning Yuanzhi shouted in a low voice.

The yellow spirit ring beside him suddenly shone brightly.

The tip of the Earth-Splitting Spear was instantly enveloped in dark light.

Its sharp, piercing aura is breathtaking!

At the same time, Ning Yuanzhi's speed suddenly increased. Arriving before Dai Yao, he unleashed a powerful spear thrust towards Dai Yao's chest!

Dai Yao's pupils contracted slightly. He shifted his body to the side and reached out to push away the spear that was about to fall on him.

Seeing that his attack had missed, Ning Yuanzhi frowned and swept his gun around.

Dai Yao struck back, grabbing the gun with both hands and kicking Ning Yuanzhi in the waist with a high kick!

"what!"

Ning Yuanzhi felt a tremendous force coming from his waist, and pain instantly surged into his heart, causing him to let out a cry of pain.

"Ta-da!"

Ning Yuan retreated repeatedly, rolling several times to one side before clutching his waist with both hands, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead.

"Here you go!"

Dai Yao swung the Earth-Splitting Spear backhand and threw it toward Ning Yuanzhi.

"Retract!" Ning Yuanzhi quickly used his Soul Seal to retract the Earth-Splitting Spear.

"Your Highness, it seems you don't understand the characteristics of weapon spirits. Using someone else's spirit to attack them is not very realistic." Ning Yuanzhi forced a smile.

Dai Yao stepped forward again, this time noticeably faster.

"What's going on!"

Ning Yuanzhi frowned and summoned the Earth-Splitting Spear again, preparing to respond.

"Aaaah!" Dai Yao's fist came whistling through the air!

Ning Yuanzhi also hurriedly brandished the Earth-Splitting Spear.

The two immediately became entangled in a fierce battle, neither able to gain the upper hand!

"hateful!"

"Why is this happening!"

Ning Yuanzhi's forehead was covered in sweat as he kept backing away.

He even felt that his speed was not keeping up with Dai Yao's attack frequency.

"Drink up!" Dai Yao seized an opening in Ning Yuanzhi's defense and kicked him in the stomach.

"Whoa!"

Ning Yuanzhi felt his stomach churning and vomited a mouthful of bitter liquid mixed with a little bright red blood.

"Clang!"

Ning Yuanzhi flew backward, his Earth-Splitting Spear carving a path more than ten meters across the ground, leaving a deep mark on the Soul Battle Platform.

That was a heavy kick!

Ning Yuanzhi's face was full of solemnity, and the sharp pain in his abdomen made his lips tremble slightly.

"Your Highness, I concede!" Ning Yuanzhi's deep voice rang out.

"Go down," Dai Yao nodded.

Ning Yuanzhi, leaning on the Earth-Splitting Spear and clutching his abdomen, scrambled off the stage in a disheveled state.

"Don't worry about my identity, anyone who wants to fight, come on!" Dai Yao said loudly, looking around.

But all he received in response was silence!

(End of this chapter)