The official fighting arena is far more magnificent than the underground deathmatch arena. The platform, made of white jade, is wide and flat, and the surrounding stands are packed with people, with tens of thousands of eyes focused on the entrance.

As Wang Shuo stepped out of the corridor, the entire venue fell silent for a moment, then erupted in a deafening roar: "Third-generation Milon! Third-generation Milon!"

The sound made the Soul Arena tremble slightly, and countless people waved their Soul Coins, their eyes filled with fervor.

They had never seen such a peculiar Soul Master, who could crush Soul Masters of the same level with just a pair of iron fists and a fierce physique, without relying on Martial Soul or Soul Skills.

This clean and efficient fighting style is far more exciting than flashy soul skill clashes.

The opponent, Black Rock Tiger Soul Master, was already waiting on the stage, his body surrounded by two yellow and one purple soul rings, and his tiger roar was deafening.

"A mere Soul Master dares to challenge a Soul Venerable? Who gave you the guts? Die!"

Seeing the audience's adoration for Wang Shuo, jealousy ignited in his eyes. Before the referee could give the order, he activated his first soul skill, transforming into a tiger to pounce and kill.

Wang Shuo's eyes were calm, and he naturally unfolded the Eight Extremes Heaven Body Technique, his body moving like flowing clouds and water as he dodged the tiger's claws.

With a stomp of his foot, he pressed close to his opponent, using the force of his shoulders and back to deliver a powerful and heavy Five-Strike Mountain-Shaking blow to the opponent's chest.

boom!

The muffled thud was like a thunderclap. The Black Rock Tiger Soul Master was as if he had been hit by a boulder. He was sent flying backward and crashed heavily against the edge of the platform, spitting out blood. His soul rings dimmed instantly, and he didn't even have the strength to get up.

The surrounding audience was shocked; a level 30 Soul Master had been defeated in a single move.

"Third-generation Milon!"

The shouts from the entire audience nearly lifted the roof off; they thoroughly enjoyed the spectacle.

From then on, Wang Shuo took root in the Soto Arena and began his legendary journey.

One match every day without fail, with opponents gradually rising from level 20 Great Soul Masters to level 30 Soul Venerables.

Martial Souls encompass various types, including offensive, agile, and defensive ones, and their Soul Skills are incredibly diverse. Yet, no one could force Wang Shuo to summon his Martial Soul, and no one could withstand more than three of his moves.

He honed the various moves of the Eight Extremes Heaven to perfection in countless battles, and the compatibility between his soul power and physical body steadily increased. With a soul power of level twenty-one, he could unleash combat power far exceeding that of his peers.

Ten consecutive wins, fifty consecutive wins, when the referee of the hundredth battle raised Wang Shuo's arm and loudly announced.

"Three generations of Milwaukee Dragons, a hundred-game winning streak!"

The entire Soto Arena was in an uproar, with countless powerful figures coming to witness the mysterious and mighty Milon.

The main arena of the Soto Arena has become Wang Shuo's exclusive battlefield. Whenever he has a match, the tickets are sure to sell out three days in advance, and the chips betting on him to win in the gambling dens are piled up like small mountains.

The name "Third Generation Milon" became the most resounding title in the Soul Master community of Soto City.

The audience gave him a new nickname: Iron Fist.

Wang Shuo remained clear-headed throughout, and the cheers of victory and the enthusiastic support of the audience never made him arrogant in the slightest.

After each battle, he would retreat to the rest room to cultivate diligently, either honing his physical body in the training room of the battle arena or reviewing the details of the battle, turning the experience of each fight into his own foundation.

Zhang Kun kept his promise, tripling the prize money. After a hundred battles, Wang Shuo's storage soul tool was already overflowing with gold soul coins.

He didn't squander a single penny. He found the most reliable Soul Master caravan in Soto City, packed up 90% of his gold Soul Coins, attached a short message, and entrusted the caravan to deliver them to Emperor Soul Village in Notting City.

He always cared about the village. The villagers treated him very well, and although they sometimes mocked him, he never took it to heart.

These gold soul coins are enough to make the village rich and improve the lives of all the villagers.

On the day the caravan set off, Wang Shuo stood at the city gate, gazing in the direction the caravan had gone, a hint of warmth rising in his eyes.

After dealing with the village affairs, Wang Shuo remembered Xiao Chenyu, who had lent him gold soul coins in Notting City years ago, and he still remembered this kindness.

When he left Notting Soul Master Academy, Xiao Chenyu was only a level 10 or so Soul Master. Now, considering the time, it's time for him to hunt for his second Soul Ring.

He asked Zhang Kun to let him go, but Zhang Kun was reluctant to let him go. Wang Shuo had brought him a lot of benefits, so naturally he didn't want him to leave.

Upon learning that Wang Shuo would be returning, he was overjoyed and even sent a special carriage to escort him.

Wang Shuo left Soto City alone and headed straight for Notting City.

Returning to Notting City, the streets were still familiar, and the stone walls of Notting Soul Master Academy were still the same, only the guards at the gate had been replaced.

Without alerting the college's teachers, Wang Shuo went to find Director Su, who was at work.

When Director Su saw Wang Shuo return, his face showed surprise and shock. He did not expect that Wang Shuo would break through to level 20 in soul power in just two years, and that he would also hunt down the second soul ring of the millennium on his own.

Director Su was extremely proud and could proudly say that he had mentored a genius.

After giving a large amount of gold soul coins and cultivation herbs to Director Su, Wang Shuo left immediately.

At that time, Xiao Chenyu was worried about his second spirit ring. His father had given up on training him, and he didn't have any gold spirit coins to hire a hunting party to help him obtain his second spirit ring.

With the enrollment for the intermediate academy fast approaching, Xiao Chenyu was extremely anxious and worried.

Upon seeing Wang Shuo's sudden appearance, Xiao Chenyu was both surprised and delighted.

"Brother Shuo! You're finally back!"

Two years had passed since they last met. Wang Shuo was now composed and no longer the boy he once was, while Xiao Chenyu had shed his immaturity and grown into a tall and handsome young man.

Wang Shuo didn't say much, but patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, I'll take you to the Soul Ring."

"Brother Shuo, you've broken through to the Great Soul Master level?"

Xiao Chenyu gaped in disbelief. Three years ago, he was just a boy without any spirit rings, but now he was a true Great Spirit Master.

Wang Shuo didn't say much. He led Xiao Chenyu into the Soul Beast Forest near Notting City.

Based on his experience gained in the Soul Beast Forest, he accurately found a 500-year-old Gale Wolf, which possessed both speed and strength, making it the perfect match for Xiao Chenyu's Azure Wolf Martial Soul.

Wang Shuo made a move and subdued the Gale Wolf in one strike, leaving it with its last breath for Xiao Chenyu to finish it off.

After absorbing the spirit ring, Xiao Chenyu's spirit power soared to level twenty-one, enough to secure his admission to the intermediate spirit master academy.

Xiao Chenyu was extremely grateful and insisted that Wang Shuo stay in Notting City for a few more days, but Wang Shuo politely declined.

He stood at the entrance of Notting Soul Master Academy, looking towards the academy, where Yu Xiaogang used to teach.

He has never forgotten Yu Xiaogang's disdain and contempt back then, but he did not choose to confront him now because the time was not right.

He would wait, wait for Tang San and Xiao Wu to graduate from Notting Academy, and wait for them to embark on their journey to Shrek Academy.

He wanted to see for himself the so-called monstrous geniuses of Shrek Academy, and he wanted to clash with the strongest people on the continent.

Wang Shuo turned around, no longer lingering over the scenery of Nottingham City. His figure transformed into a pale blue afterimage, and he sped off towards Soto City.

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