Douluo: Martial Soul Asura Sword, Supreme Killing God

"Haha, it's great to be a newbie. I've bet everything on Tiger. This game is definitely going to be a win."

The murmurs of discussion surged in from all directions like a tidal wave, rising and falling in waves.

Ninety-nine percent of the people present supported Tiger, not just verbally, but also financially.

Every match in the Grand Arena can be bet on.

In this match, Tiger's odds are 1 to 1.2, while Su Mo's odds are 1 to 3.

Although betting on Su Mo could yield greater profits, very few people were optimistic about his chances.

However, a few gamblers tried their luck and bet on Su Mo to win.

Seeing that both of them were in position, the host announced loudly, "Please get ready!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of soul power wings materialized behind him, flapped and flew into the air, hovering steadily above the arena, looking down at the battlefield from above.

At this moment, Tiger took a step forward, and the five best-configured spirit rings fell one after another.

Immediately afterwards, a scorching wave of heat burst forth from his body, causing the temperature around the arena to rise sharply, and even the air began to distort and deform.

The next instant, a tiger's roar resounded throughout the entire arena.

A giant tiger phantom materialized, its entire body radiating intense heat, its eyes wide open, revealing its ferocious nature.

"Tiger, Martial Soul: Lava Earth-Splitting Tiger, Level 59 Power Attack Type Battle Soul King, please give me your guidance!"

Tiger announced his name in a deep, muffled voice, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

In his view, the masked kid opposite him was nothing more than an arrogant newcomer who didn't know his place.

However, Su Mo stood still, completely motionless.

"What's wrong with Shura? Why isn't he releasing his martial spirit?"

"Could it be that he was so nervous that he forgot how to release? Hahahaha!"

"I think he was terrified. It was his first time on stage, and he was facing a tough guy like Tiger. It's normal for his legs to go weak."

The discussions in the audience grew louder and more noisier.

Some people laughed, some were confused, and some were simply joining in the commotion.

On the ring, Tiger frowned, his disdain gradually replaced by anger.

"Kid!" he roared, "Wearing a mask and pretending to be a ghost is one thing, but now you're not even using your Martial Soul? Are you looking down on me?"

Su Mo did not answer; his eyes, visible outside the mask, were completely still, as calm as a stagnant pool.

This nonchalant attitude is more provocative than any words.

Tiger's face flushed bright red, and the veins on his forehead throbbed.

He has fought so many matches in the Soul Arena, and in every single one of them, his opponents were on high alert and ready to fight.

No one has ever dared to treat him like this before!

At this moment, the host frowned slightly as he looked at the situation on the stage.

According to the rules of the Soul Battle, after announcing their readiness, both sides can release their Martial Souls.

Tiger is now ready, but Su Mo remains silent.

He cleared his throat and reminded, "Shura, you can release your Martial Soul during the preparation phase."

He assumed that Su Mo was participating in the Soul Battle for the first time and was unfamiliar with the rules, so he kindly offered a reminder.

At this moment, Su Mo finally reacted.

He shook his head slightly and calmly said, "No need."

The moment he finished speaking, the entire room erupted in uproar.

"What?! Without using a Martial Soul?!"

"Is he insane? Level 55 fighting level 59, and he dares to not use his Martial Soul?"

"Oh no, oh no, I should never have bet on him! My gold soul coins..."

The audience erupted in a frenzy, some in shock, some mocking, and others regretting their bets on Su Mo.

Chapter 46 A Frustrated Opponent, First Victory

On the arena.

Tiger's face darkened completely.

No martial spirit required?

This is an absolute and blatant insult!

A level 55 Soul King, when facing him, didn't even bother to use his Martial Soul?

This means that in the other person's eyes, I don't even deserve to be taken seriously.

Tiger's face was contorted with rage, his eyes practically spitting fire.

"Fine, very well. Although fighting can't kill, I can cripple you."

At this moment, the host above raised his right hand high and then suddenly swung it down.

"Game start!"

Just as the host announced the start of the competition, Su Mo raised his hand and made a loose handshake.

A crimson light surged in his hand, and a blood-red longsword quickly materialized.

This sword is not his martial spirit, the Asura Demon Sword, but a sword formed from his soul power.

With the intent of the Asura sword, the damage caused by this soul power sword can also be imbued with the power of the Asura.

Tiger glanced disdainfully at the sword in Su Mo's hand.

With that? You think you can beat him? How naive!

"Kid, since you're courting death, don't blame me!"

Tiger roared, and his fourth spirit ring suddenly lit up: "Fourth Spirit Skill, Tiger's Roar Burns the Heavens!"

Roar!

The Lava-Splittering Tiger roared to the sky, opening its blood-red maw, where flames gathered wildly.

The next instant, intense flames erupted and engulfed Su Mo.

Tiger used his fourth soul skill right away, which shows just how furious he was.

However, Su Mo did not move an inch. Instead, his soul power surged around him, creating a blood-red soul power barrier, allowing the flames to attack.

The flames engulfed Su Mo's figure in an instant.

The surrounding audience held their breath, staring intently at the sea of ​​fire.

Is this how it's going to end?

Most of them thought Su Mo was an idiot; not only did he not use his martial soul, but he didn't even dodge his soul skills.

However, at that moment, a blurry figure burst out of the sea of ​​fire and headed straight for Tiger.

It was Su Mo.

Having undergone the tempering of ice and fire, he possessed a fire-immune body, so this level of flame could not harm him in the slightest, and he did not need to dodge at all.

"not good!"

Tiger thought that his soul skill had hit Su Mo and that the opponent would definitely be engulfed by the sea of ​​fire. He was ready to welcome victory.

Suddenly, a fleeting afterimage came into his view.

It should be noted that with his level 59 soul power, his fourth soul skill is something that no ordinary soul king can withstand.

However, the person opposite him was completely unharmed despite being engulfed by the sea of ​​fire.

Tiger didn't dare to think too much, and his second spirit ring suddenly flashed.

"Second Soul Skill, Lava Armor!"

A layer of lava rock armor quickly solidified on his body.

Just then, the sword light reached his chest!

Su Mo's soul power surged wildly, and he stabbed Tiger in the chest with all his might!

Click—!

Tiger's lava rock armor cracked outwards from the point of impact and then shattered with a crash.

With the lava stone armor gone, the blood sword advanced a few more steps, its tip piercing his heart.

This sword strike was unexpected, and Su Mo used all his strength.

But this was ultimately just a sword formed from condensed soul power, far inferior to his own martial soul. Moreover, his opponent was a Soul King four levels higher than him, and he unleashed a powerful defensive soul skill that blocked most of the damage for him.

The reason this sword strike was able to break through Tiger's lava rock armor was because it was only his second soul skill, and the soul ring's age was only a little over five hundred years, so its defensive power was not strong to begin with.

But Su Mo didn't expect this attack to defeat his opponent directly.

It's enough to hurt him.

The moment the blood sword pierced Tiger's heart, the power of Asura surged in.

Tiger quickly retreated, clutching his chest, his brow furrowed.

Given the Soul King's physique, this level of injury would normally be insignificant, but no matter how much he activated his soul power, he couldn't stop the bleeding.

Not only that, he also felt an extremely cold energy within his body, which was constantly eroding his body and making his soul power circulation sluggish.

Damn it, what kind of power is this?

Tiger was horrified; he had never seen such a bizarre ability before.

He dared not be careless in the slightest, and his fifth spirit ring began to flash.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Scorching Force Field!"

The next instant, a high-temperature force field was released centered on him, and the surrounding temperature rose sharply again.