The white-haired school beauty sighs every day, yet he keeps getting stronger.

Many people turned their attention to ring number 9, whispering and discussing amongst themselves.

Song Wenjing sat upright in her chair, her graceful body pressed against the back of the chair, her eyes fixed intently on the stage behind her glasses, her mind highly focused.

Zhou Hongyu was a restless person, and after only a short while, she couldn't help but turn her head to look at her friend beside her:

"Yunxi, who do you think will win?"

"On the surface, Lin Weiwei has a higher chance of winning, but Zhang Ziyang is not without a chance either, as his soul card ability has not yet been revealed."

Jin Yunxi thought for a moment and gave a serious answer.

In terms of both skill level and combat experience, Lin Weiwei far surpasses Zhang Ziyang.

More importantly, she mastered two basic combat skills.

Like them, Zhang Ziyang immediately devoted all his energy to improving his strength and realm after awakening his soul card, and had no time to learn combat skills.

It can be said that, apart from the quality of the Soul Card, Lin Weiwei completely outclassed him in every aspect.

The only way to turn the tide is through the Soul Card abilities.

Soul cards are incredibly diverse, with varying abilities, but they all generally follow the principles of mutual generation and restraint among the five elements.

No one's Soul Card is perfect and without any weaknesses.

If Zhang Ziyang's soul card ability happens to counter Lin Weiwei, then this battle is still worth fighting.

Zhou Hongyu was somewhat surprised to hear this:

"Sigh~ Yunxi, you have a pretty high opinion of Zhang Ziyang!"

I think he's doomed to lose; the only question is how long he can hold out.

Zhang Ziyang's displayed talent for cultivation is truly astonishing.

But this does not mean that his combat strength is equally outstanding.

Seeing the two students having such a lively discussion, Song Wenjing joined in:

"Speaking of Soul Card abilities, don't underestimate Lin Weiwei."

Although her Soul Card, Blood Poison Vine, is only purple-grade, its abilities are strange and difficult to defend against.

For example, her first Soul Card ability—Bone-Eating Blood Poison.

"Bone-devouring blood poison?" Zhou Hongyu immediately perked up her ears upon hearing this.

“Yes, anyone whose skin is grazed by her attacks will be poisoned with this potent toxin. The poisoned person will quickly become weak and feeble, and will also experience excruciating pain that is unbearable for ordinary people,” Song Wenjing said softly.

"Wow? That's amazing! No wonder her win rate is so high!"

After hearing this, Zhou Hongyu hugged herself and shivered, then realized what was happening:

"Then Zhang Ziyang is finished, isn't he? He doesn't know about Lin Weiwei's ability; once she's injured, she'll be poisoned and defeated immediately."

Jin Yunxi didn't reply, her beautiful eyes fixed on the boy on the stage.

Keep it up, Zhang!

You can't let your carelessness lead to poisoning and your elimination.

I'm really looking forward to seeing how you do!

……

The battle begins.

Before Zhang Ziyang could make a move, Lin Weiwei enthusiastically and proactively pounced on him.

It would be even better if she weren't carrying that gleaming silver soft sword.

Lin Weiwei moved extremely fast, her footsteps flashing left and right.

In the blink of an eye, he swiftly advanced to within two meters of Zhang Ziyang.

Swift as a female leopard cub on the hunt!

"Very fast, you must have practiced a lot..."

Zhang Ziyang's eyes were calm, showing no fear.

After consuming the essence of the demonic dragon, his physical condition is now comparable to that of a first-tier demonic beast.

If the opponent wants to defeat him in close combat without using soul cards, relying solely on their rich combat experience...

You've definitely come to the wrong person!

Without giving Lin Weiwei a chance to swing her sword, Zhang Ziyang gathered his energy and threw a punch.

A fairly simple straight punch, without any fancy moves.

But it's powerful and intense!

"boom!"

The fist tore through the air, emitting a piercing shriek.

With the added energy, this punch was like a giant hammer swung at high speed, smashing hard into the opponent's face.

Lin Weiwei felt a chill run down her spine and her hair stood on end.

This feeling of being constantly on edge...

It felt exactly the same as when she faced those monsters and demons in the dimensional rift below!

Lin Weiwei instinctively tilted her head back, her waist bending downwards in an extremely exaggerated manner, making one suspect that her slender waist was about to break in two at any moment.

Zhang Ziyang's right fist grazed the girl's generous chest, brushing past her hair and missing its mark.

This thrilling scene drew applause and cheers from the audience.

"Oh?"

Zhang Ziyang looked surprised.

I never expected Lin Weiwei's flexibility to be so amazing.

Lin Weiwei braced herself with one hand on the ground, and her two breasts bounced twice like rabbits as her body swayed violently, almost breaking free of her vest.

"You scared me a little, little brother~"

She smiled, raised her sword and thrust it towards Zhang Ziyang's abdomen, while simultaneously flicking her wrist deftly.

In an instant, the silver soft sword came to life.

Like an enraged silver-scaled serpent, it twists its body exaggeratedly while baring its fangs to bite its target!

Zhang Ziyang saw a wildly dancing silver light rushing towards him, making him dizzy.

Fortunately, his five senses were also enhanced by the dragon's blood essence, giving him excellent dynamic vision.

Otherwise, it would be really difficult to see the movement trajectory of the sword tip.

"Snapped!"

Zhang Ziyang pressed down with his left hand and then reached out with his right.

Like trying to catch the moon's reflection in water, one can grab the blade of a soft sword and prevent it from advancing even an inch further.

His arms and hands had been greatly strengthened by the essence of the demonic dragon's blood.

As soon as you exert your strength, the skin and muscles will reveal blood-red dragon scales, as hard as finely forged steel.

Disarming someone with bare hands is a piece of cake!

"you lose."

Lin Weiwei maintained her posture, looking at the other person's suddenly reddened palm, her eyes gleaming with smugness.

Zhang Ziyang blinked, not understanding why the other person was so confident.

The soft sword in her hand didn't even cut his skin, not even leaving a tiny white mark.

Lin Weiwei didn't explain further. She released the soft sword, braced herself with her right hand on the ground, and used her long legs to spin and kick out like a windmill.

Zhang Ziyang withdrew his right hand and quickly blocked the double kick with his palm.

By the time she put her hand down, Lin Weiwei had already performed several backflips and retreated eight or nine meters away.

"I lost?" Zhang Ziyang asked in confusion.

"Yes, you lost."

Lin Weiwei looked into the other person's clear, questioning eyes and couldn't help but smile:

"Since you're quite handsome, little brother, I'll kindly explain things to you so you don't lose without understanding why!"

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand and beckoned.

Several long, emerald-green vines immediately appeared, swaying gently in the wind.

The vine was covered with a few small scarlet flowers and tiny, barely noticeable thorns.

Just looking at it makes people unwilling to approach it.

Lin Weiwei's eyes gleamed with smugness:

"My soul card is called Blood Poison Vine, and its primary ability is Bone-Eating Blood Poison."

Anyone I attack will be poisoned with blood as soon as they get even a scratch.

Those poisoned will experience muscle relaxation and general weakness, and will suffer excruciating pain, making even standing a luxury.

My soft sword is coated with its poison; you just caught it with your bare hands and have already been poisoned by the blood.

Do you understand now? Hahahaha—!

After she finished speaking, she clutched her waist and laughed loudly, as if she could already see Zhang Ziyang collapsing to the ground and wailing.

"what?"

Zhang Ziyang was stunned for a moment, and his face showed a look of fear, but in his heart he was full of complaints.

No wonder Lin Weiwei is so arrogant.

Although her soul card is only of purple quality, its abilities are strange and difficult to defend against.

Unsuspecting people could easily fall into her trap and be poisoned and defeated.

Unfortunately... she encountered herself.

Lin Weiwei stared intently at Zhang Ziyang, declaring her victory:

"Little brother, it's not too late to admit defeat now, so I can detoxify you sooner. Otherwise, if you stubbornly insist on holding back just to save face, you'll suffer a lot!"

"Will you give me the antidote if I admit defeat?"

Zhang Ziyang seemed to be moved, looking quite excited.

Lin Weiwei felt disdain in her heart, but maintained her smile on her face:

"Of course, as long as you admit defeat, I will immediately detoxify you."

She had seen this scene many times before.

Those who were poisoned by her blood were initially very stubborn and refused to believe it.

But soon he would writhe on the ground in unbearable pain and finally admit defeat in humiliation.

This time will be no exception!

Lin Weiwei was ready to call for the referee when she glanced at the boy in front of her and suddenly noticed that his expression had changed.

Zhang Ziyang turned to look at Lin Weiwei, his facial features suddenly turning cold and stern, and the timidity in his eyes completely disappeared.

"But, I refuse!"

"what?"

"My favorite thing to do, Zhang Ziyang, is to say NO to those guys who think they have victory in the bag!"

"You brat, are you insane? You've been poisoned by my blood; you have absolutely no chance of winning!"

Lin Weiwei couldn't help but shout, her full chest heaving with anger.

She gave him a way out time and time again, but he was so ungrateful. What a brat!

"That's not necessarily true!"

Zhang Ziyang smiled, raised his left hand, which was tightly gripping the soft sword, in front of Lin Weiwei, and then suddenly tightened it.

"Boom!"

Under intense pressure, the sword immediately emitted a mournful cry of despair.

Half of the sword shattered instantly.

The remaining half, still attached to the hilt, fell to the ground with a thud.

Zhang Ziyang released his grip, and the shattered blade immediately fell to the ground with a clatter, but not a single drop of blood was on it.

"This...this is impossible!"

Lin Weiwei realized something was wrong and couldn't help but scream.

"How is this impossible?"

Zhang Ziyang's voice was calm, but the smile on his face made Lin Weiwei feel as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

"I'd like to ask you, when did you start having the illusion that your flimsy sword had cut me?"

This bone-devouring blood poison is indeed ferocious and difficult to defend against.

However, to unleash its power, the opponent must be injured, and the wound must be infected with poison.

In other words, as long as the defense is strong enough, her Bone-Eating Blood Poison will have no effect!