Chapter 8 Fighting Soul
The staff quickly arranged for Di Hong's fighting spirit.

"Your fighting spirit is on the seventh fighting spirit stage. Please go to the lounge and rest for the time being."

He took the badge respectfully handed over by the staff and left.

When we arrived at the lounge, there were already more than a dozen soul masters waiting here. Without exception, they were all waiting for the soul fighting to begin. These soul masters included both men and women, but their soul power levels were generally not high, and most of them were at the great soul master level.

There are only two Soul Masters and four Soul Lords.

After Di Hong came in, they all looked at him at the same time. No one spoke. As fellow soul masters, they could feel the pressure that Di Hong brought to them, especially the two soul masters. They could see that Di Hong's soul power level was higher than theirs.

Di Hong came to an empty corner and sat down.

The soul masters in the lounge sat together in twos and threes and talked, but no one dared to talk to Di Hong. After all, he gave people a feeling of keeping people at a distance, and he looked very mysterious with a mask on.

Maybe he is a talented young man secretly trained by a family.

During the waiting process, there were fewer and fewer soul masters in the lounge. From here one could clearly hear the thunderous cheers from the audience seats in the fighting spirit arena. Di Hong felt a surge of emotion in his heart. This was the first time he had participated in such an occasion in his past and present lives.

By the evening, Di Hong was the only one left in the lounge.

At this time, the staff pushed the door open.

"Sir, the next round is yours to fight with. Please follow me."

Di Hong followed him to the passage leading to the fighting spirit arena. At this time, the fighting spirit on the stage had not yet ended, and the two soul masters were still fighting. The cheers heard here were clearer and more enthusiastic than those in the lounge.

Leaning against the wall, waiting quietly.

Soon the fight on the fighting stage ended.

The two soul masters left the fighting arena and the host came on stage.

"Dear audience members, let's welcome the next fight with enthusiastic cheers."

"I believe this fight will be the most intense and exciting fight of the day."

"One on one, the eighteenth battle of spirits."

"Fighting Soul King Shi Heng, Beast Martial Soul Gale Leopard."

The host's introducer, a thin middle-aged man, came to the fighting arena. The middle-aged man had a very sharp gaze, was dressed in green clothes, exuded unparalleled confidence from head to toe, and had a faint smile on his lips.

When he appeared on stage, the entire audience was in an uproar; it was obvious that they knew Shi Heng.

"Shi Heng!"

"Shi Heng!"

"Shi Heng!"

The audience cheered loudly, and Shi Heng also enjoyed the atmosphere at the moment. He was also a frequent visitor to the Xincheng Fighting Spirit Arena. In his fighting spirit record, he basically won more than he lost.

Before this soul fight, he had won nine consecutive victories. As long as he wins this game, he will be the first soul master to win ten consecutive victories since the establishment of the New City Soul Fighting Arena. Originally, his soul was not to be there tonight, but unexpectedly, an Iron Soul Fighting Soul King came.

The Soul Fighting Arena had no choice but to arrange for him to take the field. He was the strongest among all the Soul Kings in the Soul Fighting Arena, and his soul power level had reached fifty-seven.

He was not too nervous about this soul fighting, but he did not underestimate the opponent either, because the manager of the soul fighting arena told him that although the opponent was wearing a mask, he looked very young and was already at the Soul King level at a young age. He must be a genius, so he naturally had to take him seriously.

Although the opponent is only level 53.

After the cheers from the audience died down, the host continued, "And Shi Heng's opponent tonight is the Fighting Spirit King Ling Guang."

"Beast Spirit Suzaku."

Di Hong walked up to the fighting spirit stage slowly. Although it was his first time to participate in a fighting spirit competition, the cheers from the audience were loud. Some people had already bet on him to win because the odds were very high. As long as he won, those who bet on him would become rich overnight.

Looking at Di Hong's long red hair and his ruby-like red eyes, Shi Heng couldn't help but frown. Although Di Hong didn't release any pressure, let alone soul power, he still felt a sense of pressure. The other party must be a strong man.

Seeing that both of them were ready, the host immediately announced the start of the fighting spirit competition and then left the fighting spirit competition stage.

"Possessed by a martial spirit!"

Shi Heng was the first to activate his martial soul, and then he crawled on the ground, staring at Di Hong like a hunting cheetah, and then a purple soul ring lit up on his body.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Sprint!"

In an instant, he disappeared from the spot, and a gust of wind blew up on the entire fighting spirit arena. This gust of wind was not a spirit skill, but the wind generated by Shi Heng at an extremely fast speed. Obviously, he did not want to defeat Di Hong head-on, but wanted to rely on his own speed to create a gust of wind on the fighting spirit arena and blow Di Hong up, or directly roll him off the fighting spirit arena.

However, he seemed to have overlooked that Di Hong's martial soul was Suzaku, which meant he could fly.

"Vermillion Bird possesses me!" Di Hong shouted softly, and activated the state of martial soul possession. Flames immediately burned around him, and a pair of red wings covered with flames appeared behind him.

He leaped over the arena and looked down. In his vision, Shi Heng was running around the edge of the arena like a swift cheetah. Now the entire arena was covered by the wind generated by his running.

"You released the fourth soul skill right at the start. You really think highly of me." Di Hong joked to himself.

The wind on the fighting arena was getting stronger and stronger, but it also consumed a lot of Shi Heng's soul power. Di Hong had already flapped his wings and flew out of the range of the wind.

When Shi Heng stopped and saw Di Hong above him, he let out a long sigh.

"What I hate most are these flying soul masters."

"It's great that you can fly. Come down and let's fight head-on."

"Come up." Di Hong responded.

"get down."

"you come up."

"get down."

"you come up."

The two of them were arguing back and forth. Di Hong just refused to go down, and Shi Heng couldn't go up. The audience in the audience seats were speechless.

"No, you guys fight."

"I didn't pay to watch you bicker, fight, or unleash your spirit skills."

Finally, Shi Heng couldn't stand it anymore.

"Second soul skill: Gale Twin Blades."

The purple soul ring lit up, and Shi Heng released two crescent wind blades condensed from green soul power towards Di Hong above.

Di Hong dodged easily by leaning sideways. Just when he thought he had avoided them, the two green soul power wind blades turned back. Looking back, Di Hong quickly flapped his wings to dodge. However, the two double blades condensed by soul power seemed to have a tracking function and kept chasing him.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, he could only stop.

"First Soul Skill: Fire Body Protection."

The flame shield protected him instantly, and two soul wind blades hit the fire shield and dissipated instantly.

Immediately afterwards, his second soul ring lit up.

"Second soul skill: Fire Feather."

He slowly raised his right hand, and countless flaming feathers condensed around him. As he raised his right hand and gently pressed down, the flaming feathers shot towards Shi Heng.

(End of this chapter)