"Level 85 Soul Douluo…"
Tang San's murmured voice carried a hint of bitterness.
If it were a Soul Sage, he might have a chance to go all out.
But a Soul Douluo, and one with a 100,000-year soul ring at that, while he was only a Level 53 Soul King.
Under normal circumstances, no matter how he thought about it, victory seemed impossible!
Even with the Asura God Sword, could he overcome a gap of over thirty levels to defeat a Soul Douluo?
Tang San himself didn't believe it.
Would he have to use those things?
Unless absolutely necessary, Tang San really didn't want to resort to them.
The Tang Sect hadn't been fully established yet; it was still like a fleeting illusion, a Kyōka Suigetsu. This was a competition, and if he accidentally killed Qian Renxue, how would he deal with the consequences?
Yes, even though Qian Renxue was a Soul Douluo.
Tang San still had confidence that, with all his trump cards revealed, he had a chance of winning.
His Mysterious Heaven Skill and the other two Tang Sect secret techniques hadn't been fully mastered.
But after the second awakening of his martial soul, the infusion of the blood煞 (killing aura) from the Killing City, and the enhancement of the Asura God Sword, he was confident he could use that move.
He had also crafted a special weapon that might work against Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue slowly descended onto the competition stage.
The terrifying array of soul rings quietly exuded the pressure of a Soul Douluo through the air.
Tang San gritted his teeth: "Qian Renxue, you truly are my greatest enemy in this tournament. No wonder the Martial Soul Hall was willing to offer a 100,000-year soul bone."
"The 100,000-year soul bone goes to the fated one," Qian Renxue sneered. "We put it out there, but whether you can take it is your problem."
The Angel Domain unfolded once more.
A faint pressure enveloped the arena, the holy aura permeating the entire field.
Compared to when she hadn't released her soul rings, the stability of the Angel Domain was more than a notch stronger.
Tang San's Killing God Domain, bolstered by the Asura God Sword, was gradually shattered, compressed back to a tiny range.
"Damn it, let's settle this with actions!"
Even with the Asura God Sword's support, he could barely maintain a small domain. Tang San knew he had to end this quickly.
With that, he took large strides forward, the divine weapon in his hand thrusting fiercely toward Qian Renxue.
The Asura God Sword was a divine artifact, after all. Even the Angel Domain could only weaken its emanating power, not fully purify it.
Tang San, shrouded in blood煞 aura and the resentment of countless spirits, held the Asura God Sword, exuding an intense malevolence.
Charging through the Angel Domain, he quickly reached Qian Renxue.
Suddenly, as Tang San released his soul power,
The Asura God Sword blazed with light, as if it would pierce through Qian Renxue.
Clang—
The sound of blades clashing.
At some point, Qian Renxue held a weapon radiating a faint holy flame.
Its design was identical to the Glazed Holy Sword Ning Rongrong had used before.
That longsword was positioned horizontally, bursting with soul power to block the Asura God Sword's attack.
"Impossible!" Tang San stared intently at the weapon in Qian Renxue's hand.
The Angel Holy Sword was in Ning Rongrong's possession.
Why…
The holy aura from the Angel Holy Sword made Tang San's eyes flash with disbelief.
"Too slow, Tang San." With a light flick of her wrist, Qian Renxue swept the Angel Holy Sword.
A terrifying sword beam shot through the air.
Even with the Asura God Sword's enhancement, Tang San's soul power was still only at the Soul King level.
The sharp sword pressure sent Tang San flying back before he could react.
Qian Renxue was already behind him, her Angel Holy Sword slashing downward.
If it connected, Tang San's entire shoulder would be ruined.
"Damn it!"
Thanks to the Tang Sect's secret techniques, he reacted at the last moment.
He hadn't expected the gap between them to be this vast.
Infusing soul power into the Asura God Sword, Tang San tried to block her "certain victory" strike with all his soul power.
Bang
The Asura God Sword and Angel Holy Sword clashed again, and this time Tang San was sent flying.
"Pfft—"
A sweet taste filled his mouth as he spat out blood.
The air was suddenly filled with the pungent smell of blood.
Sweat beaded on Tang San's forehead, but his movements didn't stop. His other hand, not holding the Asura God Sword, glowed with an unusual light.
"Go—"
A red light shot from his hand, streaking toward Qian Renxue at lightning speed.
"What!"
Qian Renxue was startled.
With her divine Six-Winged Angel martial soul and training in the Star Dou Forest under Gu Yuena and Di Tian's guidance,
Her combat prowess and perception far surpassed ordinary Soul Masters. She quickly noticed the red "talisman" light close at hand.
"If that thing hits me, it could be troublesome."
Qian Renxue sensed the terrifying poison within it. It wasn't comparable to Dugu Yan's strange poison, but anything that could make her feel threatened was no ordinary object.
"Hmph, you underestimate me."
Other Soul Masters, even Soul Sages, might fall for it if careless.
But she was the wielder of the divine Six-Winged Angel martial soul, inherently capable of purification.
The Angel Holy Sword in Qian Renxue's hand wasn't the true Angel Holy Sword.
It was a special materialized energy construct formed from her holy energy.
The reason it could block the true Asura God Sword wasn't because her "Angel Holy Sword" was particularly powerful.
It was because she, as the one materializing the "Angel Holy Sword," had enough soul power to contend with it.
Qian Renxue twirled her sword, her body radiating white light.
She slashed at the incoming blood-red talisman, the Life-Destroying Yama's Invitation.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle—
In a single clash, the Life-Destroying Yama's Invitation, emitting black fumes, was purified by the holy aura of the Angel Holy Sword, turning into a wisp of black smoke and vanishing without a trace.
"Take this, Qian Renxue!"
A sudden voice came from behind.
Qian Renxue turned to see Tang San, gripping the Asura God Sword in one hand and a massive golden hammer in the other—clearly the Clear Sky Sect's Clear Sky Hammer.
Though it had no soul rings, with the divine power of the Asura God Sword, a massive illusory figure formed around his body.
"A simulated Martial Soul True Body?"
Qian Renxue didn't pay it much mind. Even if it was a Martial Soul True Body, what did she have to fear?
The Clear Sky Hammer had the Ring Explosion skill, but Tang San clearly couldn't use it.
It wasn't that Tang San's physique was lacking, but the Clear Sky Hammer had no soul rings to explode, and his Blue Silver Emperor martial soul obviously couldn't either.
The massive Clear Sky Hammer loomed high, its sky-obscuring shadow beginning to move.
The golden Clear Sky Hammer smashed down fiercely toward Qian Renxue.
Boom
A terrifying explosion, accompanied by shockwaves, rippled in all directions.
Qian Renxue, struck by the attack, plummeted straight to the ground.
Yet her jade-like feet landed lightly on the stage, causing not a single ripple, only a bit of dust on her clothes.
The terrifying attack, akin to a Soul Sage's Martial Soul True Body, seemed to have no effect.
Qian Renxue's expression didn't even show a hint of exhaustion.
"Too strong!"
Whether it was the audience in the stands or the leaders of various sects in the VIP rooms,
Most were quietly stunned.
Tang San's strength was nearly that of a high-tier Soul Sage.
Yet Qian Renxue withstood his attack without even activating her Martial Soul True Body.
Everyone knew that below Soul Sage, all were ants.
Soul Emperors and Soul Sages were on entirely different levels, with the biggest difference being the Martial Soul True Body.
From the intense match, it was clear.
Even if Tang San used every trick in his arsenal, Qian Renxue remained completely at ease.
In the Seven Treasure Glazed Sect's VIP room.
"Uncle Sword, Uncle Bone, is a Soul Douluo's physical strength really this terrifying?"
Ning Fengzhi was also a Soul Douluo, though an auxiliary Soul Master, but he clearly questioned Qian Renxue's unscientific physical resilience.
A full-force strike from a high-tier Soul Sage couldn't even break her defense—that was just wrong!
"We're not entirely sure," Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo exchanged glances, and Bone Douluo spoke,
"This might sound like praising the enemy, but even I, known for defense, definitely didn't have Qian Renxue's current physique at the Soul Douluo stage."
"If I'm not mistaken, she might have high-year soul bones!"
"But even with soul bones, they shouldn't enhance physical quality that much."
Every enhancement has a limit. Without a ninth soul ring, a Title Douluo's strength caps at Level 89, like Tang Hao was before—Level 89 was the limit.
Even if you felt boundless energy within, you couldn't unleash it.
For example, Dugu Yan's use of whale glue was now useless.
Even for Dugu Yan, at the Soul Douluo stage, her physique would at most be comparable to an assault-type or defense-type Soul Master.
Qian Renxue was clearly defying logic.
"Rongrong, do you know why?" Bone Douluo turned to Ning Rongrong.