Yan's eyes flashed, and the Second Soul Ring on his body suddenly lit up. "Second Soul Skill: Granite Rock!"
As Yan's Second Soul Skill activated, his right arm instantly swelled again, growing nearly twice as large as it had after Martial Soul Possession. His entire arm became like solid rock, power surging through that enormous fist as though it contained endless might. Countless sparks trailed through the air as Yan's punch hurtled toward Long Yun.
"Clang!" The sound of metal striking hard boulder echoed across the field. Long Yun's Divine Axe struck Yan's giant fist as though it had hit genuine diamond-hard rock, unable to inflict much damage.
The tremendous impact forced both of them back. Long Yun retreated dozens of steps before steadying himself, while Yan took only a few steps before regaining his balance. The difference was obvious—Yan had gained the upper hand in this clash.
Yet Yan felt no joy at all. On the surface, he had held the advantage, but he had only done so after using his Second Soul Skill. Without it, his hand might have been injured by that axe strike. In a sense, he had lost this exchange. And despite possessing forty-six levels of Soul Power, he had used a Soul Skill before Long Yun. That was truly embarrassing.
Yan's gaze toward Long Yun darkened. He refused to believe that he could not deal with a mere Soul Grandmaster today.
After steadying himself, Long Yun shook his arm. The recoil from that collision had left it slightly numb. Yan's arm really is hard! It took my axe head-on without suffering the slightest injury. It doesn't even seem to have left a mark.
"What a difficult opponent!" Although he said that, the battle intent in Long Yun's eyes only grew stronger. This was the