Chapter 187 Soul Bone Fusion, Infinite Defense.
In a hotel far from the main city of Mingdu, Wu Xuan sat cross-legged on a soft bed. Two strange bones, supported by his soul power, floated in the air, slowly rotating.
The left leg bone of a 98,000-year-old Silver Scale Griffin, and the left leg bone of a 10,000-year-old secret technique. The secret technique for soul bone fusion in Douluo Continent wasn't difficult; the difficulty lay in obtaining two soul bones of similar attributes from the same body part, ideally from the same species. If two soul bones with vastly different attributes were used for fusion, even the most advanced secret technique soul bones couldn't achieve it.
The only requirement for performing this secret technique was a relatively strong mental force to control the fusion process. And Wu Xuan had no shortage of mental force.
Guided by the secret technique, the two soul bones floating in front of Wu Xuan slowly drew closer until they were tightly pressed together. During this process, the Silver Scale Griffin's left leg bone gradually transformed into a condensed, undispersing, brilliant silver light, followed by the iron-gray secret technique soul bone, which also turned into a dull gray light.
Under the guidance of Wu Xuan's spiritual power, the two orbs of light slowly merged, eventually transforming into a completely new whole.
With everything prepared, Wu Xuan officially began the path of soul bone fusion. Guided by the secret technique, the liquid orb of light slowly drifted towards Wu Xuan's left leg.
In reality, soul bones originating from the same type of soul beast and sharing the same bloodline would have a 70-80% chance of successful fusion even if a slightly lower-quality secret technique soul bone were used as a medium.
But Wu Xuan wanted the best; now, with this ten-thousand-year-old secret technique-infused left leg bone, the probability of successful fusion was practically one hundred percent.
The liquid orb of light merged into his left leg without any discomfort. Wu Xuan clearly sensed the chaotic fluctuations of soul power gradually converging to the same frequency.
The 290,000-year-old left leg soul bone that had been fused within Wu Xuan's left leg suddenly surged with a dazzling silver light, as if it had been injected with drugs, bathing the entire room in a brilliant silver hue.
A moment later, the brilliant silver light receded and solidified, and a higher-quality Silver Scale Griffin left leg soul bone was born. This was the extraordinary nature of soul bone fusion. It was not simply a matter of one plus one equals two; it was a fundamental sublimation.
A 400,000-year-old Silver Scale Griffin left leg soul bone.
Wu Xuan jumped off the bed and gently moved his left leg. In that instant, the flesh and bones of his entire left leg felt warm, as if a small, burning furnace was hidden inside. The power of a 400,000-year-old Silver Scale Griffin soul bone, a super soul beast, once activated was unimaginable.
Early morning!
In a small restaurant in the commoner's district, Wu Xuan was happily eating steamed buns one after another. "
I'm definitely more suited to this kind of environment," he thought, taking a bite of a freshly steamed dumpling-like pastry, and Wu Xuan couldn't help but squint his eyes in enjoyment.
"Hey bro! Did you hear? The annual Infinite Arena Battle at Mingdu Grand Arena starts today! I'm thinking of going to try my luck, maybe I can strike it rich!" A man excitedly ran into the small restaurant shouting.
"Hey! Old man, how much money have you lost these past few months? Still thinking about gambling? Be careful you don't end up with nothing!" A man in an apron in the kitchen poked his head out and scolded.
"The bold get rich, the timid starve. Anyway, I'm already in this state, might as well try my luck one more time. Bro, if you're not going, I'm going!" The man waved his hand, his eyes full of determination.
"Sigh! You're such a worry. I'm not going. I have elderly parents and young children to support, I can't afford to gamble!" The restaurant owner sighed helplessly.
"I knew you wouldn't dare. Fine, I'm going." The man waved his hand dismissively and hurriedly pushed open the door again.
"Infinite Defense? What kind of event is this?!" Wu Xuan swallowed a steamed bun and, holding his chopsticks, recalled his memories of his past life.
"Boss! Come here for a second." Without any recollection, Wu Xuan waved to the shop owner.
"What do you need, young man?" The owner jogged over and wiped his hands.
"What's this 'Infinite Defense' thing that guy was talking about? Tell me in detail, and this is yours." With that, Wu Xuan took out a gold soul coin and flicked it into the owner's hand.
The owner was overjoyed upon receiving the gold soul coin and bowed and scraped, saying, "Alright! Then I'll tell you, young man. The Infinite Defense of the Mingdu Grand Soul Arena, as the name suggests, is about becoming the champion of the Soul Arena. You challenge each other continuously throughout the day until you obtain ten identity tokens to pass the challenge for that day. The Infinite Defense lasts for five days, with the final day being the final battle between the champions. Thinking back to last year's final battle, that scene was truly exhilarating!"
"A gauntlet battle, that's interesting." Wu Xuan's lips curled slightly.
"That's right! The final champion of the Infinite Arena will receive a large prize and an eighth-level soul tool. These rewards are secondary; the main thing is catching the eye of a big shot, who knows, you might just rise to prominence!" The shop owner's eyes were filled with excitement as he finished speaking.
"Hmm! That's a good way to attract talent," Wu Xuan commented truthfully.
"Then what was that man who told you to go get rich talking about?" Wu Xuan changed the subject and continued to ask.
"Sigh! My old man just now, he made a little money by sheer luck in the last Infinite Arena, and now he's running to the Great Soul Arena every day. He's lost everything he made last time, including interest, and now he's hoping to win big this time. Young man, if you want to bet, it's fine to play around, but don't even think about getting rich." The shop owner sighed.
"Alright, I know, boss, you can go ahead and get busy." Wu Xuan waved his hand and continued eating his breakfast.
Wu Xuan dared not risk going to the hideout given to him by the skeleton man last time; he would only go after he had robbed Mingde Hall. Now, this Infinite Arena was a good place for him to have some fun.
After leaving the shop, Wu Xuan strolled through the streets of the Mingdu commoner district, and he began to like the modern-style buildings.
The Infinite Arena of the Mingdu Grand Soul Arena was a carnival for both nobles and commoners; some became rich overnight, while others fell into ruin.
Even on the first day of the Infinite Arena, the latest announcements were posted everywhere.
Wu Xuan slowly approached the so-called Mingdu Grand Soul Arena. As he got closer, he realized its magnificent scale. It was oval-shaped, reaching a height of 120 meters, and divided into a main arena and 24 sub-arenas. A rough calculation showed it could accommodate at least 60,000 spectators simultaneously, not including the 100 VIP boxes.
This was not only a place for soul masters to exchange skills but also a place for various forces to showcase their strength.
The group entered the Grand Arena and went to the counter to register for the competition. Registering for the Infinite Arena was very simple; all they needed to do was fill out a form including their name, age, and soul power level to receive their initial participation certificate. Of course, registration also required a fee of ten gold coins per person.
In less than a morning, the number of registered participants exceeded three hundred, keeping the staff of the Grand Arena extremely busy.
"Island number three, first place," Wu Xuan said softly, stroking the metal plaque in his hand.
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