You're Not Even Worthy of Making Me Use a Soul Skill

You're Not Even Worthy of Making Me Use a Soul Skill

Lu Yuan's words were no different from a declaration of war. As soon as he spoke, Qin Yuan's expression turned completely cold and vicious. "I'll tear you to pieces!"

"Tear me to pieces? I'm afraid you don't have what it takes." Lu Yuan smiled faintly, a trace of disdain curling at his lips.

"Fourth match of the quarterfinals, begin!" Steward Har announced.

"Martial Soul Possession!" Both sides activated their Martial Soul Possession at the same time!

Behind Qin Yuan stood a demonic wolf wreathed in blazing flames. It was his Hellfire Demon Wolf Spirit, a top-tier beast Martial Soul. Though it could not compare to supreme Martial Souls like the Evil Eye White Tiger or Silver Moon Sky Wolf, it had still crossed the threshold into the ranks of top-tier Martial Souls and possessed considerable power.

Otherwise, Qin Yuan's Innate Soul Power could never have reached rank eight!

Two yellow soul rings rippled beneath Qin Yuan.

Lu Yuan's aura, however, was even more extraordinary. Golden light shone brightly as the massive Golden Dragon Spirit appeared behind him. Its huge dragon wings flapped, dragon roars rose on all sides, and powerful Dragon Might spread throughout the arena. Everyone present felt an immense pressure.

The Golden Dragon Spirit was one of the finest beast Martial Souls, born with absolute suppression over beast Martial Souls.

Beneath Lu Yuan, a yellow soul ring tinged with purple emitted a faint glow.

Although Lu Yuan was only a rank sixteen Soul Master, the aura he gave off was in no way inferior to Qin Yuan's—if anything, it surpassed him!

Qin Yuan's gaze grew solemn. Although he was a Soul Grandmaster, he had never underestimated Lu Yuan.

"Go, Lu Yuan!" Yuan Xin cheered from below the stage. He was still somewhat worried about this battle. Though Lu Yuan was strong, he was only a Soul Master, while Qin Yuan was a genuine Soul Grandmaster.

"Heh!" Lu Yuan's lips curved slightly. Today would be his first step toward conquering the Training Camp!

Bang! Lu Yuan kicked off the ground, and his figure rapidly closed in on Qin Yuan!

For Lu Yuan, close-quarters combat had always been his greatest strength.

"Good!" Qin Yuan shouted as he swung his wolf claws and charged toward Lu Yuan!

Boom! Dragon claws collided with wolf claws, sending sparks flying!

Relying on his deep Soul Power, Qin Yuan actually matched Lu Yuan's attack evenly!

Without retreating in the slightest, Lu Yuan led with his dragon claws. His muscles tensed as terrifying strength burst forth!

For a Golden Dragon, nothing could withstand absolute power.

With the Golden Dragon Spirit, Lu Yuan's true fighting style was direct assault—an absolute, overwhelming assault!

Smack! He knocked aside Qin Yuan's wolf claw with one palm, then drove a knee into Qin Yuan's stomach. Under the impact of that force, Qin Yuan was sent staggering back several steps.

Once Lu Yuan truly entered his combat stance, even Qin Yuan, a Soul Grandmaster, was swiftly defeated in this battle of brute force.

"Damn it!" Pain shot through his abdomen, and Qin Yuan's expression darkened. In that head-on clash just now, he had practically been defeated in an instant. His Purgatory Demon Wolf Martial Soul had been almost completely crushed in terms of strength.

"No, I can't compete with this brat in strength!" Qin Yuan's thoughts raced. The power Lu Yuan had displayed with every punch and kick was no weaker than that violent maniac Yan Xiang's—far greater than his own.

But strength had never been his Purgatory Demon Wolf's forte.

"First Soul Skill, Purgatory Demon Flame!" Qin Yuan shouted in a low voice. His first yellow soul ring flashed, and a mass of black flames surged from his body toward Lu Yuan.

Purgatory Demon Flame possessed powerful adhesion and corrosive properties, making it an extremely destructive flame. Qin Yuan's first soul ring came from a two-hundred-year-old Netherworld Flame Wolf, and Purgatory Demon Flame was the soul skill it had bestowed upon him.

"Heh!" Lu Yuan leaped aside, evading the incoming demon flames as his sharp dragon claws struck toward Qin Yuan!

Purgatory Demon Flame might be formidable against ordinary people, but with his speed, this soul skill could not harm him at all.

"Second Soul Skill, Purgatory Body Armor!" A layer of black flames crawled over Qin Yuan's body. While Purgatory Body Armor was active, Qin Yuan's strength, speed, and defense all increased by fifty percent. With demon flames protecting his body as well, it was an exceptionally powerful skill.

"Hm?" As they clashed again, Lu Yuan narrowed his eyes at the drastically increased force coming from Qin Yuan.

Circulating his Soul Power, Lu Yuan extinguished the demon flames burning on his hand. He smiled faintly. "Interesting. Is this your full strength?"

"Die, Lu Yuan!" Qin Yuan's face twisted viciously, the hatred in his eyes seeming ready to swallow Lu Yuan whole.

"Then let's see what you're capable of!" Lu Yuan clenched his dragon claw into a fist. This time, he would use his true strength.

"Mountain Splitting, Sea Overturning!" This punch came from the Mountain Sea Fist. Facing Qin Yuan with both soul skills activated, Lu Yuan finally became serious.

The two figures battled wildly, golden light and black flames clashing against one another!

The spectators beneath the stage had long since widened their eyes. Such a battle was rare even in the Training Camp, with every blow landing solidly on flesh.

Lu Yuan and Qin Yuan began a fierce exchange of powerful blows, one punch after another. The fight was incredibly intense, and the audience below shouted in excitement.

To ordinary trainees, the two seemed evenly matched. But in the eyes of true experts, Qin Yuan was already at an absolute disadvantage.

Qin Yuan had already used all his strength, while Lu Yuan had yet to use a single soul skill. Moreover, Lu Yuan was almost entirely unscathed, whereas Qin Yuan's clothes were already covered in claw marks.

The Qingqi Sutra circulated, extinguishing the black demon flames on his hand. During his battle with Qin Yuan, those demon flames had caused Lu Yuan quite a bit of trouble. Otherwise, Qin Yuan would have lost long ago. But now, Lu Yuan had grown tired of playing around. He intended to end the match.

Crack! It was the sound of bones popping as he clenched his fist. His palm, covered in golden scales, tightened into a fist. He threw a punch, accompanied by a low Sky Burst. This punch was anything but ordinary.

Qin Yuan, however, did not notice at all. Relying on Purgatory Body Armor, he continued attacking Lu Yuan without restraint.

"You don't know your own limits!" Lu Yuan's golden fist carried three thousand jin of force. This was the greatest power he could unleash without using a soul skill.

A fierce wind swept over Qin Yuan's face as that overwhelmingly oppressive fist filled his vision.

"Not good!" Qin Yuan was startled. This punch gave him an extremely dangerous feeling. He could not take it head-on.

But Qin Yuan was, after all, an assault-type Soul Master. Speed was not his specialty, and he could not evade this ferocious incoming punch.

In a panic, he pulled back both arms and raised them before his chest!

Bang! A figure was smashed directly off the stage. It was Qin Yuan.

Under the force of three thousand jin, even without using any soul skills, Lu Yuan's punch crushed all of Qin Yuan's defenses with unstoppable force.

Looking at Qin Yuan struggling beneath the stage yet unable to rise, Lu Yuan felt not the slightest sympathy. Who told him to provoke him for no reason?

Lu Yuan's expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, "Is this all the strength you have? You're really weak. You're not even worthy of making me use a soul skill."

Thanks to Gong Ziyu for the 400 book coin reward. One extra chapter today!