Does Senior Sister Like Me? The Power of Love?

On the soul fighting platform.

Hearing Gu Han say that using the goddess Hu Liena as a wager was somewhat disrespectful to her, Yan reconsidered and felt that it was indeed true. He could not help but feel ashamed and punched himself in the head.

As the goddess's number one pursuer, he had actually failed to think of that!

If Nana found out, she would probably get angry with him again.

Yan felt somewhat relieved.

And upon learning that Gu Han did not even understand what he meant by saying he was not allowed to like Hu Liena, Yan could not help but feel a pang of bitterness. Clenching his fists, he said, "Can't you tell? Your senior sister likes you a little—not the way an older sister likes a younger brother, but the way a girl likes a boy. I can feel it. I can't be wrong!"

"Senior Sister likes me?"

Gu Han was stunned.

Ever since his Martial Soul awakening at the age of six, Hu Liena, who cared deeply about looks, had taken a liking to Gu Han and treated him like a younger brother, showering him with affection.

And that affection and concern had continued unchanged to this day.

So Gu Han truly did not know whether Senior Sister Hu Liena's feelings for him had changed.

In his previous life, he had only been an ordinary young man, not some seasoned womanizer, not some universally attentive charmer, much less an experienced male best friend to girls.

Gu Han did not have much experience when it came to matters of the heart.

All he could tell was that Qian Renxue's feelings for him were probably love.

And he also liked Qian Renxue, who cared for all living beings and had a kind nature.

But Yan could sense it so clearly that Gu Han could not help but find it strange.

Was this the intuition of a simp toward his goddess?

"Anyway, no matter what, let's have a duel between men!"

"I'll prove that I'm better than you. Only I can bring Nana happiness!"

After sorting out his emotions, Yan took a deep breath. His heart immediately blazed with passion again. Clenching both fists and staring intently at Gu Han, he spoke in an impassioned voice.

A simp, huh! A simp!

He really was relentless when it came to pursuing his goddess!

Hearing Yan's energetic and passionate declaration, Gu Han was somewhat speechless.

"Defeat me first before you say that."

".Now then, let the soul fight begin!"

At this moment, amid the frenzied cheers and shouts of the surrounding crowd, the Host finally loudly announced the start of the soul fight after introducing Gu Han and Yan's records at the Great Soul Arena.

"Flame Lord, possess me!"

As soon as the soul fight began, Yan immediately let out a thunderous shout and summoned the Flame Lord Martial Soul.

Amid a burst of dazzling crimson light, a Martial Soul resembling a flame demon appeared behind Yan. However, it had no demonic wings on its back, and its body was composed of crimson rocks, with golden "blood" like magma flowing within it.

It then abruptly entered Yan's body.

After the Martial Soul Possession, Yan's body immediately grew taller and larger. A layer of dark red rock armor formed over his skin, his eyes turned golden-red, and four curved rock horns that bent backward emerged from his head.

At the same time, two yellow and one purple Soul Rings rose beneath his feet.

"First Soul Skill: Hell Magma Rush!"

"Second Soul Skill: Granite Rock!"

After the Martial Soul Possession, Yan quickly unleashed his two great Soul Skills. With a loud shout, he first summoned a torrent of scorching magma that swept across the ground toward Gu Han.

Immediately afterward, the dark red rocky skin over his body rapidly proliferated, turning into a heavy, sturdy suit of granite armor as he charged wildly toward Gu Han.

"Sacred Dragon, possess me!"

While Yan summoned the Flame Lord Martial Soul and entered Martial Soul Possession, Gu Han had also summoned the Sacred Dragon Martial Soul and entered the Martial Soul Possession state.

Transforming into a golden Half-Dragon Human.

Facing the torrent of scorching magma summoned by Yan's First Soul Skill, Hell Magma Rush, Gu Han's thoughts stirred, and he activated his Second Soul Skill, Sacred Dragon Battle Armor.

As the second Soul Ring circling his body suddenly lit up, a burst of dazzling golden light erupted from Gu Han's body, condensing into a golden barrier around him that resembled armor.

The next instant, Gu Han unleashed the Cloud Dragon Nine Illusions Movement Technique and shot forward.

Protected by the Sacred Dragon Battle Armor, the torrent of scorching magma Yan had summoned did not harm Gu Han in the slightest.

A streak of golden light flashed past. In the blink of an eye, Gu Han had appeared before Yan. His dragon claws, gleaming with golden light, clenched into a fist as he threw a punch at Yan.

So fast!

Although Yan had already witnessed that terrifying speed in Gu Han's previous soul fights.

When truly facing Gu Han himself, Yan's expression still changed drastically. He had no time to react and could only hurriedly cross his arms, covered in granite armor, in front of his body.

Bang!

The golden dragon fist slammed into the granite armor.

As a top-tier assault- and defense-type Soul Master with a Beast Martial Soul, Yan's defensive power was astonishing.

Among Soul Masters of the same rank, even Xie Yue would have found it impossible to break through Yan's defenses without using a soul skill.

Yet under Gu Han's punch, the granite armor covering Yan's arm instantly cracked.

A tremendous force surged at him like mountains collapsing and seas overturning, knocking Yan backward as though he had been sent flying.

What kind of power was this?!

His arms had gone numb, and Yan was utterly horrified.

Was the Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul really this powerful?

"Third Soul Skill: Hellish Flames!"

As his body uncontrollably staggered backward, Yan saw Gu Han charging straight at him once more. He hurriedly activated his soul skill again, releasing dark crimson flames capable of incinerating everything. The flames swept outward in all directions, intending to force Gu Han back.

But unfortunately, relying on the defensive power of the Sacred Dragon Battle Armor, Gu Han did not evade at all. He charged straight through the dark crimson Hellish Flames and arrived before the stunned Yan.

The next moment, Gu Han unleashed his gleaming golden Dragon Fist upon Yan in a torrential barrage, instantly shattering the tough granite armor.

Yan spat blood and flew backward.

Had he used a little too much force?

Seeing that he had actually sent Yan flying while coughing blood, Gu Han could not help feeling a little embarrassed.

It was just that Yan was a rare defensive-type Soul Elder.

Since he had encountered one, Gu Han had unconsciously forgotten to hold back as he kept fighting.

Having cultivated the Sacred Dragon Body Forging Method, Gu Han's physical abilities in his normal state already rivaled those of a Soul Ancestor. With the boost of the Golden Sacred Dragon Martial Soul Possession, his strength might not have reached the level of a Soul Emperor going all out, but it was roughly comparable to that of a Soul King.

That was definitely not something Yan, a defensive-type Soul Elder, could withstand.

Elsewhere, after seeing Yan endure Gu Han's storm-like barrage of Dragon Fists, his granite armor shattered and his entire body sent flying as he vomited blood before crashing to the ground without moving, the Host waited a few seconds. Seeing no sign of Yan getting back up, he raised the Amplifying Soul Guiding Device and prepared to announce the result.

"I declare that the winner of this Soul Battle is—"

"Wait, wait, wait!"

At that moment, a weak yet resolute voice rang out.

"I... I haven't lost yet!"

"For Nana, I can't lose! I... I can still keep fighting!"

Supported by the power of "love," Yan sat up from the Soul Battle Platform. Clenching his teeth, he muttered weakly. His body, clearly already severely injured, somehow struggled to rise from the platform.

A wave of gasps erupted from the surrounding Audience Seats.

After standing up, Yan's body was still trembling so badly that he could barely remain upright. Yet he clenched his fists, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and, with unwavering eyes, roared weakly, "Gu Han! Do you think you can defeat me like this? Don't underestimate my love for Nana!"