Chapter 148: Another Twin Martial Soul
The Blazing Flame Wolf re-entered Qin Ming's body, transforming him into a wolf cloaked in fire.
Once he had finished moving Tang San outside the arena, Qin Ming's body accelerated nearly instantaneously, racing straight toward Qian Renchuan. Flames trailed behind him like a fiery streak—his speed astonishing.
Agility-type!
Thanks to his Purple Demon Eye in the Seed Realm, Qian Renchuan locked onto Qin Ming's figure and immediately judged that he was an agility-type soul master. He pressed his palm to the ground. Dozens of Blue Silver Grass vines burst from below the arena, forming a ring with a twenty-meter radius.
To fight an agility-type—especially one with higher cultivation—you had to trap them within a limited space.
Of course, that only applied if you were a control-type who could read their movements.
Qin Ming's claws extended from his wolf paws. His first soul ring lit up. Flames doubled the size of his paw as he slashed at Qian Renchuan.
Qian Renchuan leapt back, unwilling to take the hit head-on—even with Mystic Jade Hands, he couldn't tank a Soul Emperor's first skill directly.
"You jumped into the air? Now you can't dodge this!"
Qin Ming dropped to all fours and launched upward at blinding speed, aiming straight for Qian Renchuan.
If no external force intervened, Qian Renchuan would surely be hit.
But he had already calculated this move.
Mid-air, Qian Renchuan extended a thin Blue Silver Vine to hook onto one of the other vines and yanked himself aside. Qin Ming's claws slashed past, missing by inches.
"Now you can't dodge."
Qian Renchuan manipulated ten vines. From those forming the ring, he plucked leaves and flung them toward Qin Ming in mid-air from all directions.
Qin Ming's third soul ring activated. A cloak of flame surged around him, muscles bulging, fur bristling like steel needles.
He raised his arms to protect his face. Most of the leaves struck his fur harmlessly. Only a few lodged in, and even those burned away in seconds.
Qian Xunji's eyes flashed with regret. The Fire-Immune and Ice-Immune herbs had been consumed at the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well long ago. A new one would take decades to grow. At the time, he never imagined Tang San would reincarnate and awaken twin spirits.
Without Fire-Immune Blue Silver Grass, Qian Renchuan was at a disadvantage.
Meanwhile, the teachers from Shrek Academy had paid a large sum to hire top healing-type soul masters from Soto Arena to treat the Shrek Seven.
All of them were severely injured. Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had visible fist-shaped bruises on their faces. Without treatment, they could be disfigured permanently.
Ning Rongrong had a broken nose and serious concussion. She remained unconscious.
Zhu Zhuqing was the least injured—only because, as a Grandmaster, Qian Renchuan hadn't considered her a threat. She'd only been kicked. Still, her two "pandas" were swollen to the size of footballs, and her chest felt tight.
She'd lifted her shirt and seen bruising and purple discoloration.
The worst off, of course, were Tang San and Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu had already been critically wounded by Shui Bing'er. After Qian Renchuan's attack, she was half-dead.
Tang San's external soul bone had been ripped out—equivalent to having part of his spine torn out. His limbs had also been broken by the vines during extraction. Without prompt treatment, he wouldn't survive.
He lay on the ground, his back torn open. Golden light poured into his spine to stop the bleeding.
Yu Xiaogang looked at his prized student, now a wreck. He screamed at Flender, "Why didn't you stop them from taking Xiao San's soul bone?!"
Flender's face twisted in rage. "Xiao Gang, you think I didn't want to?! Just as I was about to act, I felt a gaze lock onto me. Just one look—and I couldn't move. My soul power froze completely!"
Yu Xiaogang calmed slightly. "Then the Pope's son must have a Titled Douluo-level guardian… one far stronger than Tang Hao."
Zhao Wuji picked up on something. "Flender, Xiao Gang, if that's true—why wasn't Qin Ming affected?"
Yu Xiaogang pondered. "Maybe… maybe they want Qin Ming to be used as a sharpening stone."
Back in the arena.
Qin Ming's flaming figure weaved through the battlefield. In front of him was a dense forest of Blue Silver Grass. It obscured his vision. Each time he broke through with wolf claws, Qian Renchuan would already have moved.
He was trapped—under Qian Renchuan's control.
Qian Renchuan had changed tactics. Since the leaves couldn't pierce Qin Ming's defenses, he would grind him down like a control-type. Ghost Shadow Perplexing Tracks helped him dodge, waiting for the right moment to strike.
Suddenly, two vines caught Qin Ming's forelimbs and lifted him. He burned through them—but another vine latched onto his tail and hurled him into the sky.
A flash of cold light—more vines surged toward Qin Ming's eyes and body.
He couldn't dodge.
His sixth ring lit up. "Sixth Soul Skill—Blazing Fire Wave!"
Centered on him, a massive flame wave erupted, annihilating all surrounding vines. The nearest ones turned to ash.
Audience members close to the field screamed, "It's hot!"
"Fifth Soul Skill—Wolf Meteor!"
His fifth ring lit up. Flames gathered into a giant wolf head. Qin Ming, at its mouth, dove like a meteor toward Qian Renchuan.
Qian Renchuan's four soul rings vanished. His golden hair lit up. A pair of snow-white wings emerged from his back.
He leapt upward. With a beat of his wings, he soared toward the arena ceiling.
Tang Hao's pupils dilated. His lips moved. He muttered unconsciously:
"Twin martial souls…"
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