Chapter 81: Codename "Azure Star," Guide of the New Continent
Very quickly, all eight of them completed their Grand Soul Arena registration and put on their respective masks.
Xiao Wu chose a mask with a rabbit design, her codename "Soft-Bone Charming Rabbit."
The same as in the original story.
After putting on her mask, Tang San fell silent for a moment. In the end, he still wrote the four characters "Thousand-Hand Asura" on the registration form.
Ma Hongjun's codename was "Evil Fire Phoenix."
Oscar's codename was "Sausage Specialist."
Dai Mubai's codename was "Evil-Eyed White Tiger."
Zhu Zhuqing's codename was "Hell Spirit Cat."
Ning Rongrong's codename was "Seven Treasures Glazed Tile."
The seven of them were no different from the original.
When it was Lin Qingmo's turn, he hesitated slightly with the pen in his hand.
Originally, he wanted to directly use the nickname from the chat group — "Dad Douluo."
But seeing that everyone else had chosen relatively serious codenames, he eventually changed it.
"Azure Star."
He wrote the two characters on the registration form.
"Azure Star?"
Ning Rongrong leaned over to take a look and asked with a smile,
"Ah Qing, your codename sounds really cool. Does it have any special meaning?"
Lin Qingmo shrugged.
"I just picked it randomly. As long as it sounds good."
In truth, the codename did carry a bit of meaning — in a game he had played in his previous life, the protagonist who fought against dragons and giant monsters was called the Guide of the New Continent — 'Azure Star.'
But there was no need to explain that.
After registration was completed, everyone entered the interior of the Grand Soul Arena.
At the center of the massive circular venue was the main soul fighting stage.
Surrounding it were layers upon layers of spectator seats, already packed with people. The roar of noise was deafening.
The air was filled with the smell of sweat, blood, and fanatic excitement.
"Individual soul battles are about to begin."
Flender pointed toward several small doors nearby.
"Head to the soul fighting platform assigned to you. Remember — safety first. If you can't win, just concede. There's no shame in it."
Everyone nodded and dispersed.
The first to enter the arena was Tang San.
His opponent was a Rank-28 Attack System Soul Grandmaster.
After the battle began, Tang San released Blue Silver Grass to control his opponent.
"First Soul Skill: Entanglement!"
Blue Silver Grass surged forward again.
At the same time, Tang San flicked his wrist, and three Bone Piercing Needles shot out silently.
His opponent groaned. The needle struck his leg, causing his movements to stall.
Tang San seized the opportunity to close in and struck the opponent's chest with a palm.
"Bang!"
The opponent was sent flying off the soul fighting platform.
The referee announced:
"Thousand-Hand Asura wins!"
Tang San slowly withdrew his stance. Beneath the mask, the corner of his mouth curled into a cold smile.
He deliberately glanced toward the spectator stands where Lin Qingmo was sitting.
Although expressions couldn't be seen through the mask, the provocation in his gaze was obvious.
Using hidden weapons this early was intentional.
Just because he hadn't had a chance to demonstrate them before Lin Qingmo didn't mean he lacked methods.
Lin Qingmo curled his lips in disdain, silently complaining:
Using hidden weapons for a sneak attack and still feeling proud — does he really think others can't tell? He's just bullying inexperienced rookies.
The second match was Dai Mubai.
His opponent was a Rank 31 Soul Elder with the Iron-Armored Rhinoceros martial soul, possessing extremely strong defense.
Dai Mubai was clearly not in good condition.
Although his attacks were fierce, they lacked endurance. Several powerful assaults were forcibly endured by the opponent.
"Roar!"
Dai Mubai let out a low growl as his third soul ring lit up.
"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
His body expanded, muscles bulging as his attack power surged.
He punched heavily against the opponent's iron armor, producing a dull boom.
The opponent staggered back several steps but quickly steadied himself.
"My turn!"
The Iron-Armored Rhinoceros Soul Master shouted, lowering his head and charging forward. A rhinoceros phantom appeared behind him, imposing and aggressive.
Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and took the attack head-on.
"Boom!"
The two collided violently, shockwaves surging outward.
Dai Mubai was knocked back seven or eight steps. A trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth, but he managed to remain standing.
His opponent wasn't doing well either; his chest heaved violently.
Finally, the Iron-Armored Rhinoceros Soul Master could no longer endure it. He dropped to one knee and raised his hand in surrender.
"Evil-Eyed White Tiger wins!"
Dai Mubai let out a breath of relief, but beneath the mask, his face was pale as paper.
He forced himself off the platform.
The moment he entered the corridor, he grabbed the wall and began coughing violently.
"Boss Dai, are you okay?"
Ma Hongjun ran over from the side.
"I'm fine."
Dai Mubai waved his hand, his voice hoarse.
"Just a minor injury. I'll be fine after some rest."
Though he said that, he clearly knew his condition was worsening.
If this continued, not only would he be unable to participate in higher-level soul battles — even normal cultivation might become a problem.
He had to find a way to resolve that issue.
But what method could there be?
It was simply psychological pressure affecting him mentally and physically.
Dai Mubai's eyes flickered uncertainly.
The third soul fight was Zhu Zhuqing.
Her opponent was a Rank 29 Agility System Soul Grandmaster with the Gale Leopard martial soul, incredibly fast.
The two immediately engaged in a high-speed confrontation.
Two figures darted across the arena so quickly that it dazzled the eye.
But soon, the audience noticed something was off.
Although the Gale Leopard Soul Master was fast, his movement patterns were simple — many straight-line charges, few directional changes.
Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, was slightly slower.
But her footwork was far more flexible.
Every movement was precise, allowing her to predict her opponent's actions and react in advance.
"This girl's movement technique is incredibly agile!"
Some experienced spectators exclaimed.
Watching from below, Lin Qingmo nodded in satisfaction.
The training method he had taught Zhu Zhuqing focused specifically on improving reaction speed and directional control.
From the looks of it, the results were remarkable.
On the soul fighting platform—
Zhu Zhuqing seized the moment when her opponent launched another straight-line charge. She suddenly stopped and changed direction, circling to his side.
"First soul skill: Hell Rush Stab!"
Her claws flashed with cold light.
The Gale Leopard Soul Master failed to react in time. His shoulder was struck, blood spraying out.
He groaned, his movements instantly slowing.
Zhu Zhuqing did not pursue. Instead, she stepped back several paces and quietly watched him.
Her opponent gritted his teeth and raised his hand.
"I concede!"
This was only a normal soul battle, not an underground life-and-death battle. There was no need to risk injury.
"Hell Spirit Cat wins!"
Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly and walked off the platform.
As she passed Lin Qingmo, her steps paused briefly.
"Thank you," she said softly.
"You're welcome."
Lin Qingmo smiled.
"This is also the result of your own hard work."
Zhu Zhuqing said nothing more.
But beneath her mask, the corner of her lips curved into a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
Next to enter the arena were Lin Qingmo and Xiao Wu.
Lin Qingmo's opponent was a Rank 35 Attack System Soul Elder.
As expected, he didn't even release his martial soul.
Relying solely on his powerful physical body and the acceleration effect of the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, he easily maneuvered around and defeated the Soul Elder.
There were no flashy techniques.
Xiao Wu's opponent was a Rank 31 Attack System Soul Elder.
First, the opponent was affected by Xiao Wu's second soul skill, Charm, then Xiao Wu closed in using her third soul skill and followed with an Eight-Stage Kick, sending the opponent directly flying off the arena.
Their instant-kill performances caused Tang San and Dai Mubai's expressions to fluctuate.
Were the two of them really this strong?!
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End of Chapter