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"To be able to fight Tai Nuo to a standstill, not bad, he certainly has some skill. But to think he can hold the ring from start to finish, is he really that naive?"
"Shh, don't talk nonsense. The prize is the Infinite War God Breastplate. It's good for us if he's the first to defend the arena. We don't want to scare him away."
People whispered among themselves.
Tuoba Yan stood up from his seat, and the room fell silent.
Until Tuoba Yan stepped onto the center of the Soul Battle Arena and directly addressed Xue Qinghe, he said, "What is there to be afraid of?"
The noble scions in the VIP section reacted, and the VIP section erupted in a deafening uproar.
Xue Qinghe was very satisfied with this. This was exactly the effect he wanted.
The noise was so loud that it was hard to hear what others were saying.
The words of those noblemen were nothing more than mocking Tuoba Yan for being reckless and courting death.
Xue Qinghe slowly raised his hand, and the surrounding clamor quickly subsided. Once everyone was quiet, Xue Qinghe raised his hand again, "Then, the challenge begins. It will be a one-on-one format. Everyone present is qualified to challenge Tuoba Yan until the final champion is determined!"
After the words were spoken, everyone fell silent for a moment.
Tuoba Yan spun around in place, his eyes scanning the noble youths at the banquet. Even Dai Mubai subconsciously avoided Tuoba Yan's gaze.
Everyone had their own ulterior motives.
Everyone knows that Tuoba Yan is no ordinary person.
Everyone knows that Tuoba Yan is incredibly powerful.
They all had a clear understanding of the gap between themselves and Tuoba Yan.
Therefore, no one wants to be the first cannon fodder.
The strongest among the invited guests has already stepped onto the Soul Battle Arena. All that is needed is for someone to fight and wear down his soul power, then he will have a chance to become the champion of this exchange meeting.
Because everyone thought this way, no one dared to go on stage to challenge Tuoba Yan for a while.
Tuoba Yan saw through everyone's thoughts, smiled, and said, "Since no one is here, I'll just call out names myself."
As he spoke, Tuoba Yan looked around for opponents, his gaze lingering on Dai Mubai.
"Then..."
Tuoba Yan slowly raised his hand, wanting to point at Dai Mubai, who had once been his defeated opponent.
Dai Mubai was furious and shouted, "Tuoba Yan, we have no grudges between us, do we?"
The Infinite War God Breastplate is priceless; obtaining it can dramatically increase one's combat power.
His martial soul is the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, and he is twelve years old, giving him an advantage in age.
Dai Mubai coveted the title of Arena Master, desiring to obtain the Limitless War God Breastplate.
He had already made his plan. He would be the last to go on stage, at least until Tuoba Yan had exhausted his soul power before he would challenge him.
Almost all the children at the banquet shared the same thought as Dai Mubai.
To everyone's surprise, Tuoba Yan took the initiative to "select generals," choosing Dai Mubai as the first one he would choose.
Tuoba Yan smiled, slowly lowering his raised hand. A mischievous grin appeared on his face as he said, "You're right, we indeed have no grudges against each other. This has put me in a difficult position, as I have no grudges against anyone else either. So, who will step forward?"
As he finished speaking, Tuoba Yan slowly spun around in place, his gaze sweeping over his peers who considered themselves geniuses, as well as children who were one to three years older than him.
The insecure geniuses either lowered their heads or pretended to eat, avoiding eye contact with Tuoba Yan, afraid of becoming the first cannon fodder.
"Don't you dare?"
"Are you still scared?"
Influenced by Tuoba Yan's provocative words, some people tried to go on stage, but were pulled back by the arms of those around them. They had barely stood up when they were dragged back to their seats.
Tuoba Yan laughed, and without beating around the bush, said bluntly, "You all want to win the prize, and you all know the difference in strength between you and me. You don't want to become cannon fodder or someone else's stepping stone, right?"
"So be it, so be it."
"If you want a prize, I, Tuoba Yan, will give you the chance."
"Since none of us want to become cannon fodder, let's do it together."
"I, Tuoba Yan, accept the challenge from the crowd."
"Your Highness, I've made it clear. The rules need to be changed. I will only accept one challenge from them. Anyone who challenges me for the first time, regardless of the number, has the right to challenge me. After one round, if they are defeated by me, then the prize is mine!"
"Whoosh~"
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
More than a hundred geniuses from various forces and academies were invited.
Tuoba Yan is very strong; his chances of winning against so many people are almost zero.
Dai Mubai asked Xue Qinghe, his heart pounding, "Is this alright?"
Xue Qinghe clapped his hands, his eyes full of approval, and said, "Alright. Anyone who wants to challenge Tuoba Yan may now step onto the stage. Remember, you only have one chance, and there's no limit to the number of people you can take."
"Your Highness!"
The maidservant beside Xue Qinghe whispered a reminder to Tuoba Yan.
As soon as the words were spoken, people rushed up to the Soul Fighting Platform.
"Bing'er? Fatty?"
Tuoba Yan frowned slightly.
Aside from unrelated people, what puzzled Tuoba Yan was that Shui Bing'er and Ma Hongjun had also stepped onto the Soul Battle Arena.
Shuiyue'er scolded, "Tuoba Yan, you're such a fool. We're here to help."
"help?"
Tuoba Yan was stunned.
Before Shuiyue'er could respond, Huo Wu spoke first: "There's no rule that those who go on stage have to attack you. It's understandable that someone might accidentally attack you due to clumsiness. Tuoba Yan, you owe me a favor. Remember to thank me!"
Beside Huo Wu, Huo Wushuang and the people from the Blazing Fire Academy came prepared. They stood on the same side as Tuoba Yan, their eyes wary of the other geniuses who surrounded them.
Two spirit rings emerged from beneath Huo Wu's feet.
Tuoba Yan then noticed that Huo Wu's hair color had changed from red to wine red, and at the same time, the flames on her body had changed from red to white.
Huo Wu received a magical herb from Tuoba Yan, which caused her soul power to evolve. The temperature of the flames became even higher than before.
Not only Huo Wu, but also Shui Bing'er.
Shui Bing'er exuded a chilling aura. The Ice Heart Jade Bone Grass enhanced Shui Bing'er's extreme ice power.
Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er stood close to Tuoba Yan, one on each side.
"Big brother, have you forgotten me?!"
A familiar voice came from behind.
Hu Yanli, tall and strong like a wall, led the people of Elephant Armor Academy to quickly stand in front of Tuoba Yan.
"I'll help you too!"
The person who spoke was a student from Canghui Academy.
Because Ma Hongjun used the simulated training ground of Canghui Academy, the people of Canghui Academy also knew Tuoba Yan's true identity.
Since we're family, we'll naturally stand united against outsiders.
Among the more than one hundred people, they were clearly divided into two camps.
One faction is led by Tuoba Yan, while the other faction consists of those who challenge Tuoba Yan.
"Step back!"
To everyone's surprise, Tuoba Yan dismissed those around him who wanted to help him.
"Tuoba Yan..." Huo Wu kindly reminded him, "I know you're strong, but now is not the time to be arrogant. Among them are support-type Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Masters, healing-type Nine Heart Begonia Soul Masters, top students from the Plant Academy in the control type, and even top geniuses in the offensive and defensive types. Our joining forces is the only way for you to defend the arena!"