Chapter 42: Cultivation Results!
That afternoon, Xiao Wu and Lin Yang went to the Great Soul Fighting Arena.
Each of them completed a solo battle and earned another seven points.
Five of those points came from Martial Soul fight victories, while the remaining two were win-streak bonuses.
At this rate, if they continued their win streak, their points would snowball, and it wouldn't be long before they upgraded to Bronze Spirit Fight Badges.
In fact, that was exactly what happened.
In less than ten days, both of them had obtained Bronze Spirit Fight Badges.
For a period after that, they both coincidentally began to challenge higher-level opponents.
Lin Yang challenged Soul Elders.
It was called a challenge, but whether they were level thirty-one or thirty-nine, it was always just a matter of a single slap to him; they couldn't even force out his Martial Soul.
At first, people were shocked, but after seeing it often enough, they gradually grew used to it.
The name "Blade Demon" also began to spread throughout the Great Soul Fighting Arena.
The opponents matched against him also gradually figured out "Blade Demon's" temperament; if you fought fair and square, you'd at most get a slap and had a high probability of leaving the stage alive.
But if you played dirty or used underhanded tricks, then sorry, you would die a very ugly death!
Because the entire Martial Soul fight basically never lasted more than half a minute, the audience jokingly called this half-minute "garbage time."
"Garbage time" meant that this Martial Soul fight was not only a waste of money but also had absolutely nothing worth watching.
It was like watching a very exciting movie, only to have a thirty-second advertisement forced in, and you were the one who paid for it.
Just thinking about it felt incredibly frustrating.
What the audience wanted to see was bloody, violent, brutal, exciting, and evenly matched confrontations, not a dull, one-sided crush.
By comparison, Xiao Wu's side was much more interesting to watch than Lin Yang's.
The back-and-forth, fist-to-flesh combat was highly entertaining.
After two months, their records in both solo battles and two-on-two matches were quite magnificent.
In solo battles, Lin Yang had forty-eight wins and zero losses; Xiao Wu had forty-six wins and zero losses.
In two-on-two Martial Soul fights, they had seventeen wins, zero losses, and one draw out of eighteen matches.
It was worth mentioning that in these eighteen two-on-two Martial Soul fights, Xiao Wu handled the opponents by herself in ten of them, with a beautiful record of nine wins and one draw.
In the remaining eight matches, they faced two-person teams at the Soul Elder level.
Lin Yang would hold off one, while Xiao Wu dealt with the other Soul Elder.
For Xiao Wu, a One-Ring Soul Master, to face a Three-Ring Soul Elder, the process was somewhat strenuous.
But without a doubt, under such heavy pressure, her strength was also growing rapidly.
Now, her Softness Breathing Technique had reached a state of smooth mastery, meeting the most basic requirements for mastering "Transparent world"... and that single draw was because Xiao Wu was severely ambushed by a two-ring Soul Master who used poison.
Fortunately, she circulated her Breathing Technique in time to delay the spread of the toxin, otherwise she might have died on the spot.
This was the cruelty of life-and-death combat!
No matter how good the record looked, a slight lapse in caution could result in losing one's life.
However, the opponent didn't fare well either.
Before collapsing, Xiao Wu held her last breath and broke every bone in both of her opponents' bodies.
One died, and the other was severely injured!
In the end, she really couldn't hold on anymore, so it ended in a draw.
Afterward, the lone survivor never appeared in the Great Soul Fighting Arena again.
This made the Little Rabbit grumble for a while; she had been constantly thinking about getting her revenge.
Unfortunately, the opponent wasn't an idiot, nor were they reckless.
Why would they come back to throw their life away?
Under their terrifying win-streak record, their points naturally accumulated rapidly.
By now, their Bronze Spirit Fight Badges had long since been upgraded to Silver Spirit Badges.
If a final tally was conducted at the end of this month, the two would likely receive Gold Spirit Fight Badges.
And Gold Spirit Fight Badges were rarely obtained even by four-ring Soul Sects.
In other words, if the two of them continued fighting, they would likely face two-person teams of four-ring Soul Sects.
Reaching this point, Lin Yang chose to temporarily stop fighting and prepare to consolidate his gains.
At the same time... it was also to avoid some unnecessary trouble.
Because their performances were too brilliant, many people had already begun trying to contact them privately.
Nobles, wealthy tycoons, and even people within the Great Soul Fighting Arena had all extended olive branches.
All these people had only one goal: to recruit Blade Demon and Charming Rabbit into their own battle teams.
Lin Yang saw through their schemes clearly and naturally refused them all.
The price of refusal naturally involved inevitable retaliation.
Until one night, Lin Yang personally placed a Soul Sect's head on the bedside table of the noble who had tried to recruit them.
As expected, that noble was scared half to death and never dared to harbor designs on them again.
After the "return gift" incident, those annoying harassments quieted down significantly.
Everyone knew very well that Blade Demon was not someone to be trifled with.
Fortunately, the two of them were thoroughly disguised, and coupled with Lin Yang's vigilance.
No one would associate "Blade Demon" and "Charming Rabbit" with their true identities.
Ultimately, whether it was Martial Soul fight badges, gold coins, or recruitment offers from various parties, they were all just byproducts of strength.
Lin Yang and Xiao Wu didn't care much about these things.
What they truly cared about was, naturally, the improvement of their strength.
After two months of high-intensity combat, along with a continuous supply of medicinal baths and Whale Glue, Xiao Wu successfully broke through to level nineteen, just one step away from level twenty.
And she had only just turned seven.
Lin Yang didn't have as much pressure, but with the dual enhancement of Sun Breathing and the Blue Silver Domain, his cultivation speed was also not slow; he now had level twenty-nine Soul Power.
Eight years old, level twenty-nine!
Anyone who knew Lin Yang's true information couldn't help but exclaim, "He's fucking eight?"
To avoid drawing attention, Lin Yang had not gone to Spirit Hall to update his information since his Martial Soul Awakening in Red Maple Village.
To the outside world, Lin Yang always claimed to be twelve years old.
A level twenty-nine at twelve years old, while still belonging to the category of geniuses, certainly wouldn't be as conspicuous.
Furthermore, after three months of constant nightly integration.
The External Soul Bone, Concealed Edge, also seemed to finally put aside its "airs" and completely fused with the Nichirin Blade.
Now, Concealed Edge looked no different from a real scabbard on the outside.
On the black sheath, dark gold patterns faintly outlined the design of a sun.
Under the sunlight, the dark gold patterns reflected a fiery red light, appearing quite singular.
And the Soul Power fluctuations belonging to the Soul Bone had been completely internalized.
Just like its name "Concealed Edge," it restrained all its brilliance, only waiting for the day it would shock the world.
Loving Book So Far? Check Out 30+ Advanced Chapters At PA Treon
patreon.com/FictionOP