Qian Renxue's calm and composed demeanor appeared quite extraordinary to outsiders, but in reality, beneath her serene facade lay a turbulent storm.
"It really is that guy from back then. I never expected to meet him again like this."
Looking at Quan Yi, Qian Renxue's heart was filled with mixed emotions.
Based on their one-time encounter, there was no talk of romantic feelings, but Quan Yi's talent and strength at the time, as well as the resonance symbolizing a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, were unforgettable for Qian Renxue.
Yesterday, when she learned that Quan Yi's name was on the All-Continent Elite Soul Master Competition roster, the resilient Qian Renxue couldn't help but come to the Great Soul Arena to confirm it with her own eyes.
"After all these years, let me see how much you've improved!"
Eight years had passed, and Qian Renxue's strength had reached a terrifying level.
Especially with Quan Yi as her motivation, she hadn't slacked off in her cultivation, even while in enemy territory.
In those eight years, Qian Renxue's Soul Power level had broken through to the Soul Saint realm. Reaching the Soul Saint realm at the age of twenty-four, her talent was a level above Feng Xiaotian's.
In fact, this was the fundamental reason why she could remain calmer than others when facing Huo Wu and Feng Xiaotian, two young Soul Emperors.
However, to everyone's disappointment, the mysterious Quan Yi, after briefly summoning his Martial Soul, slowly walked to the back of the Team.
"Yesterday, I stole the show. Today, it's my turn to cheer you all on.
With me here, you can all perform to your heart's content!"
Quan Yi's actions left all the spectators in a daze.
We were all ready for this, and this is what you show us! Feelings of dissatisfaction welled up, but due to Quan Yi's still-powerful aura and the Blazing Fire Team's overall fiery presence, they couldn't express it.
Replacing Quan Yi, Huo Wu stepped forward from the middle of the formation.
A bright smile appeared on her lips, but her eyes were like the snowy peaks of a high mountain, releasing extreme cold.
She coldly stared at Feng Xiaotian and said in a chilling tone, "Finally, I have a chance for a head-on confrontation.
Over the years, you've been like a slippery loach, and I couldn't find an opportunity to teach you a lesson myself.
Remember, my husband has a gentle nature and would hold back against you, but I won't."
Feng Xiaotian was dumbfounded. He had never anticipated things would turn out this way.
Where's Quan Yi? What about the duel between men?
The mental state he had painstakingly cultivated seemed to be fluctuating violently again at this moment.
"Hey, Quan Yi, are you planning to hide behind a woman?"
Feng Xiaotian loudly provoked Quan Yi in the back, preferring to be beaten to death by Quan Yi than face Huo Wu.
Quan Yi chuckled and shook his head, "You should first think about how to survive Xiao Wu's attacks."
The preparation time ended.
At the very second the match officially began, a crisp yet heavy and strange whip crack echoed throughout the Arena, drawing everyone's attention back.
"Ah!"
Along with it was Feng Xiaotian's scream, and the sound of flesh colliding with a fast whip that made people frown.
Just as the match began, a red whip as fast as lightning lashed out fiercely at Feng Xiaotian's chest.
The source of the whip was the Fire Shadow behind Huo Wu.
The Fire Shadow Martial Soul wielded a long whip made of high-temperature flames that could distort the air, and it was in the after-motion of swinging it.
Huo Wu, in front of the Fire Shadow, crossed her arms with a cold expression, staring directly at the heavily injured Feng Xiaotian.
With the end of this whip sound, the entire Arena fell silent.
The Team members behind Huo Wu all had empathetic expressions on their faces.
Those familiar with Huo Wu knew that the current Huo Wu was the Flame Queen who had led them to dominate the Great Soul Arena back then.
Her merciless attacks on enemies couldn't help but make them break out in cold sweats.
"Sigh, who told you to anger Xiao Wu and repeatedly provoke Quan Yi."
"I hope you can endure the time ahead."
Huo Wushuang sheathed his battle stance and sincerely prayed for Feng Xiaotian in his heart.
The Flame Queen's reputation was built upon the wails and suffering of countless opponents.
Sure enough, Feng Xiaotian, struck down by the sudden heavy blow, began to emit horrifying cries of pain.
"Aaaah, it hurts, it hurts so much!"
Feng Xiaotian, disregarding the severity of his injuries, began scratching at the wound on his chest with his sharp wolf claws.
"Pfft!"
Conspicuous blood flowed onto the ground due to his rough movements.
Feng Xiaotian's teammates finally reacted, but just as they were about to move,
a sonic boom that seemed to shatter eardrums rang out. Immediately after, they felt their bodies being struck away by a thick metal rod.
That unstoppable force swept them, a group of Flying-type Soul Masters with flying abilities, off the arena without any resistance.
Six humans, like sandbags, crashed heavily outside the arena, completely dazed.
"Such speed, such domineering power, it actually caught Feng Xiaotian off guard."
From the spectator platform, Tang San's eyes glowed with purple light, but with his current eyesight, he couldn't see when Huo Wu had launched her Soul Skill.
By the time he reacted, Feng Xiaotian had already fallen.
Even the second lash was too fast to track; if it were him, the same force might have been fatal.
"This isn't simple whip technique. This girl uses highly compressed fire to propel the fire whip's overall acceleration, allowing it to unleash a strike far beyond her own level, a super-powerful blow exceeding the limits of her Soul Skill.
This method of controlling fire while maintaining the whip's overall balance and accelerating it, combined with her Soul Emperor-level Soul Power, makes this strike enough to threaten a Soul Saint.
Even I would need to take it seriously to dodge."
The speaker was Flander, a Soul Saint-level Agility Attack System Soul Master in the late stages.
Within the arena, only Soul Master at the Soul Saint level could clearly see Huo Wu's attack just now.
However, no sooner had Flander spoken than the situation within the arena changed again.
Four more thick, orange-red whips emerged from the Fire Shadow behind Huo Wu.
In the next moment, the four whips shot towards Feng Xiaotian like four flashes of light.
"Snap!"
This time, Huo Wu didn't attack directly. The whips replaced Huo Wu's limbs, tightly wrapped around Feng Xiaotian's limbs, pulled his body into the air, and quickly tightened, suspending him in mid-air.
His claws, which had been scratching at his chest, were also firmly controlled by Huo Wu.
"Hey, I didn't give you permission to commit suicide."
Huo Wu stared emotionlessly at Feng Xiaotian, who was twisting his limbs in pain.
"Snap!"
Another whip lashed out at Feng Xiaotian. This time, Huo Wu completely slowed down, making it clearly visible.
The scene before them made the audience realize the ruthlessness hidden beneath Huo Wu's beautiful appearance.
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