Peerless Tang Sect: God Emperor Haotian

On the empty playground, the golden sun shone down from the sky, subtly adding an unusual golden luster to Ye Sen's bright yellow soul ring.

Seeing Ye Sen's spirit ring, which stood out so prominently at this moment, Yan Heng's expression changed slightly. The reason was simple: his first spirit ring was not even a hundred years old, let alone around four hundred years at its peak. It was only when it approached that level that the white spirit ring faintly revealed a hint of pale yellow.

Even so, a huge gap still exists between the two sides.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Ye Sen smiled and asked, "You've already seen my martial spirit, do you still want to compete?"

Yan Heng took a deep breath and, without much hesitation, grinned and said, "Of course."

As soon as he finished speaking, accompanied by heavy footsteps, Yan Heng pounced on Ye Sen like a tiger released from its cage.

"First Soul Skill, Tiger's Might!"

As the spirit rings shone brightly, Yan Heng's muscles bulged, and his body instantly expanded. Then, his tiger paw, as large as a fan and with sharp claws extending from it, suddenly grabbed at Ye Sen.

Seeing this, Ye Sen did not immediately use his soul skill like his opponent. In his view, he had the advantage in both martial soul and soul power, and a ten-year soul skill should not be able to make up for the gap.

With this thought in mind, Ye Sen completely abandoned the idea of ​​using soul skills, and then used pure power and soul force to unleash the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

"Bang!"

With a heavy thud, a figure flew backward like an arrow. When everyone saw his face, a collective gasp filled the air.

This person was none other than Yan Heng, which surprised many people, since Ye Sen had not used any soul skills just now.

Both were one-ring Soul Masters, one used a Soul Skill and the other did not, yet the former was ultimately defeated by the latter with overwhelming force. This is illogical!

After realizing what was happening, shocked gazes immediately turned to Ye Sen.

This is because they did not know that Ye Sen's martial soul was the legendary Clear Sky Hammer, the number one offensive weapon martial soul on the continent; otherwise, they would not be so surprised at this moment.

Watching this scene, Yao Gang couldn't help but take a deep breath, his gaze filled with shock and envy as he looked at the Clear Sky Hammer in Ye Sen's hand. Seeing that Yan Heng hadn't gotten up, he quickly stepped forward to help him up, asking, "How are you?"

Yan Heng's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he said in a trembling voice, "Teacher, I feel like I've lost all feeling in my hands..."

As he spoke, he glanced in shock at Ye Sen, who looked completely harmless not far away. He had never imagined that he would be so easily defeated.

"Forehead."

After Yan Heng finished speaking, Ye Sen saw many eyes turning to him. He scratched his head awkwardly and then explained, "Sorry, I don't have much combat experience. I didn't know my hammer would have such powerful force."

No one at the scene doubted Ye Sen's words, after all, he hadn't even used any soul skills just now.

Yao Gang said, "I still have classes here. Ye Sen, why don't you take Yan Heng to the infirmary before coming back to class?"

"it is good."

Ye Sen did not object to Yao Gang's suggestion. It was just a matter of walking a few steps, and there was no need to make enemies for it.

The two then went together to the college's medical office.

Yan Heng's injury was to his hand; his foot was fine and didn't hinder his movement. If it weren't for easing tensions between classmates, Ye Sen wouldn't have even come.

The two walked side by side. Compared to Ye Sen's composure, Yan Heng was clearly not in good condition, with more and more cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

Ye Sen noticed this as well and asked with a hint of apology, "How are you feeling? Can you still keep going?"

"It's alright, the medical staff will be here soon, I can manage," Yan Heng said, shaking his head.

"Oh." Ye Sen nodded and didn't say anything more.

Yan Heng glanced at Ye Sen again, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Ye Sen, if I hadn't faced you head-on and had used my speed advantage to find an opening, do you think the outcome of this battle would have been different?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Sen immediately glanced at him, then smiled and said, "It's hard to say, maybe there will be an opportunity."

Although he had only recently become a Soul Master, as a transmigrator, he could certainly see his own weaknesses.

Unlike beast spirits, weapon spirits don't provide a significant defensive boost to the spirit master's body. Because the body is vulnerable, they are easily ambushed by fast, agility-based spirit masters. This isn't just his weakness; it's a common problem for almost all weapon spirit masters.

"Perhaps I should find a way to obtain a soul skill that limits speed. This way, I can not only make up for my own weaknesses, but also make full use of my strength advantage. No matter how strong you are, it's useless if you can't hit your opponent," Ye Sen thought to himself.

At the same time, a glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in Yan Heng's eyes as he looked at Ye Sen and asked, "Ye Sen, once my hand is healed, I'd like to challenge you again, is that alright?"

Ye Sen glanced at him, immediately understanding what he was thinking, and nodded, saying, "Of course you can if you want."

After sending Yan Heng to the medical office, Ye Sen immediately returned the way he came.

In terms of fighting style, he currently only knows how to brute force with a hammer, relying entirely on his martial spirit's stats to win. As for skills and experience, he's a complete novice, so naturally he needs to learn and observe more to make up for his shortcomings.

After watching several battles, it was finally Jiang Nannan's turn. Her challenger was a girl who looked to be twelve or thirteen years old, whose martial spirit was a leopard cat and whose soul power was level thirteen.

Encouraged by Ye Sen, Jiang Nannan mustered her courage and chose to accept the challenge.

This confrontation instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

One reason is that Jiang Nannan, like Ye Sen, looks very young, yet she has already become a true Soul Master.

Secondly, both women possess outstanding beauty. A duel between beauties is always a captivating spectacle, anytime, anywhere.

Just when many people thought Jiang Nannan could win like Ye Sen, she was defeated after a few rounds of fighting, a result that surprised almost everyone.

The only one who remained relatively calm was Ye Sen, who had already anticipated this outcome.

Jiang Nannan was different from him; she was only six years old and lacked combat experience.

Moreover, her first soul skill was teleportation. Lacking combat experience and without any offensive soul skills, her defeat was entirely reasonable.

After Yao Gang announced the results, Jiang Nannan immediately lowered her head and returned to Ye Sen's side with a dejected look, whispering, "Brother Ye Sen, I lost..."

Ye Sen patted her head and smiled encouragingly, "This is your first battle in your life. It's amazing that you even had the courage to fight. A temporary setback is nothing. I believe you will become stronger and stronger in the future."

Hearing Ye Sen's encouragement, Jiang Nannan's dejection vanished instantly. She clenched her fist and said, "I will definitely work hard to become stronger in the future!"