Who wins? Of course, this sect leader won!
Have equal shares.
This result made both parties dissatisfied.
Long Aotian believed that his soul power level was three ranks higher than Yuhao's, and his martial soul was also the top-tier "Noumenon" among all body-type martial souls.
Moreover, he possessed a full set of five soul rings, two of which were ten-thousand-year soul rings. The soul skill he had just used was also derived from a ten-thousand-year soul ring.
Why could the boy standing opposite him still fight him to this extent?
As for Huo Yuhao, he believed that the only aspect in which he was inferior to Long Aotian was soul power level. Whether it was the quality of his martial souls, the age and compatibility of his soul rings, his terrifying physical strength, or his overwhelming spiritual power, he was clearly superior. Logically speaking, he should have held the advantage.
After thinking it through, fighting intent surged in the eyes of both of them, each wanting to knock the other to the ground and determine the outcome.
In the next instant, the two moved at the same time.
To the onlookers, it felt as if everything happened in a flash. Yuhao and Long Aotian appeared at the center of the arena almost simultaneously, and at the same time, their fists collided fiercely.
Bang!
A terrifying burst of power erupted, forming a violent shockwave that spread outward in all directions.
The surrounding spectators were forced to raise their arms to block it.
Some of the weaker disciples were even pushed several steps backward uncontrollably.
And this was merely the aftermath of the collision between the two.
This alone showed how terrifying the power contained at the center of their clash truly was.
"Come again!"
Long Aotian roared angrily as the soul power within his body surged violently. His fists transformed into countless overlapping fist shadows, blasting straight toward Yuhao's face.
Yuhao was naturally fearless. A purple-gold light flashed in his eyes, and no matter how fast Long Aotian's attacks were, he could clearly lock onto every movement trajectory.
Thus, the two engaged in close combat. Fists and palms collided continuously, their bodies clashing again and again. Apart from a very small number of observers, no one could clearly see their movements—only the dull, explosive sounds of "bang, bang" echoed endlessly.
After nearly forty to fifty exchanges, Yuhao gradually began to feel exhausted, and the soul power within his body was nearly depleted.
After all, he was still only a Soul Grandmaster. In terms of endurance and soul power reserves, he could not truly compete with Long Aotian.
"Let's see if you can block this move."
As Yuhao spoke, he activated the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion's most powerful offensive soul skill—Wrath of the Ice God.
The original Ice Emperor's Wrath detonated the power of Ultimate Ice in an instant, producing terrifying explosive damage and extremely powerful repulsive force.
Now, however, Wrath of the Ice God was even more terrifying.
That was because it combined Ultimate Ice with Ultimate Power.
The fusion of two ultimate attributes erupted simultaneously.
This attack could be said to be Yuhao's strongest offensive method at present.
The surrounding temperature plummeted abruptly, and the space around Yuhao became faintly distorted and illusory. Sensing the danger, Long Aotian's expression changed drastically, and he immediately attempted to activate Unity of Heaven and Man once more.
But at that very moment, Yuhao suddenly raised his head.
A beam of intense purple light shot out from his eyes.
Even Long Aotian had not expected Yuhao to launch a spiritual attack at such a critical instant.
Caught completely off guard, his mind went blank for a split second.
"Not good!"
Long Aotian inwardly cried out in alarm. He bit down hard on the tip of his tongue, using sharp pain to forcibly regain clarity.
However, Yuhao's fist had already arrived before him, and it was far too late to fully activate Unity of Heaven and Man.
Startled—
A silver shadow suddenly appeared behind Long Aotian as he instinctively drew upon the power of the second awakening of his Noumenon martial soul.
As the silver radiance surged forth, Long Aotian threw out a punch in response.
Crack—crack!
At the moment of collision, Long Aotian felt an intense, bone-piercing pain spread through his entire right arm, as though it had been instantly frostbitten. Thick layers of ice rapidly formed from his fingertips upward, freezing his entire right arm solid in the blink of an eye.
This was the terrifying might of Ultimate Ice, followed by the explosive release of Ultimate Power.
Although most of the Ultimate Power's explosion was offset by the defensive boost of the silver martial soul awakening, Long Aotian was still blasted away by the overwhelming repulsive force.
Bang!
His body crashed down from dozens of meters in the air, and a cloud of dust and debris instantly billowed upward.
When the dust finally settled, Long Aotian staggered as he climbed back to his feet. His entire right arm was completely frozen, unable to move at all.
Scars and bruises of varying severity covered the rest of his body as well.
Yet the fighting intent in Long Aotian's eyes had not diminished in the slightest.
Seeing this, Yuhao could not help clicking his tongue and muttering to himself,
"I still haven't defeated him. This guy's body is really unbelievably tough."
When Long Aotian showed signs of charging forward again, Yuhao raised his right hand and said calmly,
"Stop. I won't fight anymore."
As soon as those words were spoken, Long Aotian froze in place, then fury surged across his face.
"Huo Yuhao, what do you mean by that? Do you think I, Long Aotian, can no longer fight?!"
As he spoke, he forcefully circulated the remaining soul power in his body, causing the soul rings beneath his feet to light up alternately.
He was clearly telling Yuhao that he still had strength left—and that this battle was not yet decided.
Yuhao merely shrugged and replied calmly,
"You still have soul power. I don't."
Yuhao was not lying.
After releasing Wrath of the Ice God, the already scarce soul power in his body had been completely exhausted.
Of course, this did not mean that Yuhao had lost his fighting capability.
Even without soul power, he still possessed terrifying spiritual power, powerful qi and blood, and the latent might of the Golden Dragon King martial soul.
Moreover, Long Aotian's right arm was completely frozen. If Yuhao were to use the Ice Blast Technique, that arm would unquestionably be crippled.
However, this was merely a friendly sparring match.
Yuhao had no intention of exposing his greatest trump cards.
Hearing Yuhao's words, Long Aotian was stunned.
To be honest, during the fierce battle just now, he had completely forgotten that Yuhao was only a second-rank Soul Grandmaster.
Thus, he had not even considered the possibility of Yuhao's soul power being exhausted.
The onlookers were equally shocked by this unexpected outcome.
"His soul power is exhausted? Then who actually wins this battle?"
"Isn't it obvious? Aotian wins. That kid has no soul power left—how can he continue fighting?"
"That's not necessarily true. Look at them carefully. Who really looks stronger right now?"
...
The crowd erupted into heated discussion, arguing endlessly over who had won this match.
Meanwhile, Du Bu Shi was quietly enjoying the scene.
Who won?
Of course, this sect leader won.
Through the three competitions earlier, Du Bu Shi had already gained a clear understanding of Yuhao's strength and abilities.
This understanding shocked him deeply, and at the same time, filled him with boundless excitement.
Twin top-tier martial souls, tangible and intangible spiritual power, terrifying physical strength… everything about Yuhao proved that he was a once-in-a-generation super genius of the Douluo Continent—perhaps even unmatched throughout history.
And now, such a genius had fallen into his hands—no, had become his disciple.
How could Du Bu Shi not feel ecstatic?
At that moment, Du Bu Shi had already made up his mind to nurture Yuhao with everything he had. From Yuhao, he saw the future hope of the Noumenon Sect dominating the entire Douluo Continent.
At the same time, Long Aotian's performance was equally outstanding.
Through this intense battle, he had clearly undergone a form of transformation.
This could truly be described as double happiness.