Chapter 22 The entire audience was shocked? Laser eyes? The Spirit Eye Martial Soul can be used like this?
As Poison Undying made his intrigued suggestion, the atmosphere in the pavilion instantly became quite lively.
Poison Undying's gaze swept over the two disciples, his expression of enjoying the spectacle making no attempt to hide it.
Long Aotian was the first to stand up, his eyes gleaming with intense fighting spirit.
"Junior brother, Master is right. Since joining the sect, I still don't know the exact level of your strength."
"Now that we've mastered the secret technique, let's go try it out in the arena!"
Liu Yuan felt no fear despite the immense pressure emanating from Long Aotian.
He knew that this sparring match was not only a test of his abilities, but also the best opportunity for him to examine the results of his month-long seclusion.
Therefore, Liu Yuan smiled at Long Aotian and said, "Since Senior Brother has such an interest, Liu Yuan will gladly accompany you."
"I was just about to ask my senior brother for some guidance, to see if my double pupils combined with my secret techniques are still lacking in actual combat."
"Haha, good! That's the spirit I want!" Poison Immortal laughed loudly, but instead of leading the two directly to the private training room, he strode towards the large arena in the center of the sect.
Throughout the journey, Du Busi made no attempt to keep a low profile.
His terrifying divine sense, that of a level 98 Super Douluo, instantly swept across the entire Body Sect's mountain gate, and his thunderous voice resounded in the ears of every disciple:
"All disciples of the sect who are not currently in training, come to the Grand Tournament Arena immediately! Today, my two personal disciples—Long Aotian and Liu Yuan—will engage in a friendly spar. All of you are welcome to observe and learn from their experience!"
These words caused an uproar throughout the entire Body Sect.
Countless figures leaped out from the training ground, under the waterfall, and even deep into the forest, converging into streams of people and surging madly toward the grand arena.
Along the way, the disciples' discussions continued to rise.
"Did you hear that? That new senior brother Liu Yuan is going to spar with senior brother Long!"
"Is that Senior Brother Liu Yuan, the one whose potential was measured at the Gold level and who was directly accepted as a personal disciple by the sect leader?"
"He's only level 20-something, right? He's actually going to spar with Senior Brother Long, who's level 44? This... isn't this a bit too big of a gap?"
The curiosity of the Body Sect disciples was completely ignited.
After all, Liu Yuan had been living a secluded life since joining the sect. Although there were many rumors about him, no one had ever seen him make a move.
Chen Lu and Wang Yanfeng walked side by side in the crowd.
Chen Lu wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a confident expression, "This match will definitely be won by Senior Brother Long! Level 44 versus level 25, that's an absolute crushing defeat in terms of soul power level."
"Moreover, Senior Brother Long's physical attributes are already close to the Soul King level. Although Junior Brother Liu Yuan is exceptionally talented, he is still young and certainly cannot compare to Senior Brother Long."
Wang Yanfeng nodded in agreement: "Indeed, but I'm not concerned about the outcome. I'm more interested in seeing Senior Brother Liu Yuan's abilities. Both of them have eye-related martial souls, but I'm curious to see the difference between his and Gu Tong's..."
Gu Tong, walking beside him, had a thoughtful look in her eyes.
As an elite disciple who also possesses an eye-type martial soul, he pushed up his nose and calmly analyzed, "The characteristic of the Spirit Eye Martial Soul has always been its strength in control or support."
"In this kind of one-on-one arena match, if Senior Brother Liu Yuan's soul skills are more control-oriented, he might be able to use his double pupils to gain some advantage."
"But if he leans towards support like a typical Spirit Eye Soul Master, he would probably suffer a great loss in actual combat against Senior Brother Long's overwhelming suppression."
Amidst the various opinions, the arena was already packed with people.
Du Bu Si sat casually on the platform, while Long Ao Tian and Liu Yuan stood at opposite ends of the giant arena that could hold a thousand people.
Soon, Poison Undying gave the two of them a look, indicating that they could begin.
"Junior brother, according to the rules, you go first."
Although Long Aotian spoke modestly, his expression was more solemn than ever before.
With a shake of his arms, accompanied by a deep dragon's roar, four standard-configuration soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, and black—rose in succession.
At the same time, a powerful surge of soul energy spread from beneath his feet, causing the arena floor to crack in circles.
Long Aotian focused on mobilizing his soul power and mental power to construct an impenetrable defensive net around his head.
He was well aware of the terrifying aspect of the Spirit Eye Martial Soul, a spiritual attribute martial soul, which lay in its unexpected spiritual attacks.
This kind of attack is impossible to defend against. Once your consciousness is thwarted, no matter how strong your physical body is, you will be at the mercy of others.
So he made preparations in advance.
"Senior brother, be careful. My martial soul... might be a little different from the traditional Spirit Eye."
Liu Yuan, on the other hand, remained calm.
He took a deep breath, and the double pupils in his eyes began to spin rapidly, forming a deep, black hole-like visual vortex.
The next second, two spirit rings—one yellow and one purple—emerged from beneath his feet, carrying a chilling aura.
"I'm going to make my move!" Liu Yuan shouted softly, finally launching his attack.
However...
Just when everyone, including Long Aotian, thought Liu Yuan would unleash some kind of mental interference or illusion...
The soul power within Liu Yuan's body, however, followed the newly opened path of the "Secret Technique of the Body" and frantically converged towards his eyes.
In those double pupils, the originally deep light instantly transformed into an extreme crimson.
"First Soul Skill - Mental Ray!"
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Without any warning, two scarlet high-energy beams, each as thick as a finger but extremely condensed, burst forth from Liu Yuan's double pupils!
The two beams, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, caused the air to distort violently under the intense heat, and in the blink of an eye, they covered a distance of tens of meters, heading straight for Long Aotian's chest.
This unexpected turn of events silenced the once bustling arena.
Long Aotian's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.
He felt the terrifying physical cutting force and accompanying mental penetrating power contained in the ray. The tingling sense of crisis made him exert his strength instantly, and his bronze body suddenly moved several meters to the side.
The red beam grazed his afterimage and struck the basalt railing at the edge of the arena.
"Sizzle—"
There was no explosion as expected. The basalt, which was as hard as iron and could withstand the attacks of ordinary Soul Masters, was pierced through and cut into two smooth, mirror-like holes in the face of the red light, just like butter being sliced by a hot knife.
Upon witnessing this scene, the disciples watching were so astonished that their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
After all, the moves Liu Yuan just used were completely unexpected.
This was truly the first time they had ever seen someone use the Spirit Eye Martial Soul in this way.
So everyone couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:
"What the hell? Isn't something wrong?"
"Is this still the Spirit Eye?"
"Furthermore, isn't this power a bit too outrageous?"
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