The Son of Light Forced into Being an Angel of Light vs. Li Xin!

Good heavens, Li Xin had not expected Ye Ling to still dare tease her at a time like this.

But after that little tease, Li Xin's shock completely vanished. She merely took out a Magic Grade sword, a dangerous glint flashing through her eyes as though she intended to have a fight with Ye Ling.

Seeing this, Ye Ling hurriedly dodged away. This had happened many times over the past two years; he was used to it.

Seeing Ye Ling leave, Li Xin hurriedly chased after him. She was definitely going to teach this brat of a little brother a proper lesson.

As he watched this scene, Yehua continued sensing the Inner Spiritual Power radiance released by Ye Ling, carefully savoring it until the light faded and revealed itself no longer.

Clearly, he seemed to be pondering something. After a moment, he looked at Ye Ling and quietly asked, "Ye Ling, how much Innate Internal Spiritual Power do you have?"

Hearing this, Li Xin immediately stopped and looked at Ye Ling with some curiosity.

Ye Ling promptly stopped as well. "Not bad. My Inner Spiritual Power has a designation given by the Knight Temple."

At Ye Ling's words, Yehua silently took a step back.

From what he knew, sixty points of Inner Spiritual Power were terrifying enough, but they did not come with a title. Only Innate Internal Spiritual Power above seventy points had a designation.

Seventy points of Innate Internal Spiritual Power was called the Angel of Light.

Eighty Points Innate Internal Spiritual Power was called Shield of Light.

As for ninety points? Yehua did not know. Or rather, fewer than a hundred people in the entire Alliance knew of that concept.

Yehua automatically assumed that Ye Ling's talent was seventy points—that is, an Angel of Light physique. This terrifying talent made Yehua freeze in place, his eyes flashing with shock.

"From what I know, among those with seventy points of Innate Internal Spiritual Power and the Angel of Light physique, aside from those who died young, nearly all of them became Ninth-tier Knights over the past six thousand years. Several even gained the recognition of the Divine Seal."

"In other words, Ye Ling, you already possess the basic qualifications to become a Divine Seal Knight!"

Yehua murmured, astonishment flashing in his eyes as he gained his own understanding of Ye Ling's strength.

Good heavens, that was terrifying!

That was seven or eight times his own, and if they were comparing talent directly, even a hundred of him would not be qualified to compare!

"What?" Confusion flashed through Li Xin's eyes. She looked at Ye Ling hesitantly, never expecting her little brother to possess such terrifying talent.

Did you turn on cheats or something?

How was this even supposed to be played?

"More or less." Ye Ling nodded without explaining. If he told them that his current physique was the Son of Light, with one hundred points of Inner Spiritual Power, Li Xin and Yehua would probably explode on the spot.

After all, too few people knew of the Son of Light, and it was far too terrifying. To the knights of this branch hall, an Angel of Light with seventy points was actually more practical.

"So, you increased your Inner Spiritual Power by eighty points in just this one month."

Hearing this, Li Xin truly did not know what to say. Damn it, this was way too unfair.

"More or less. After all, I have the protection of the God of Light, Sister Xin'er." Ye Ling laughed heartily, looking rather smug.

"You still dare bring that up?" Li Xin gritted her teeth, then tightened her grip on her sword again. Fighting spirit flashed in her eyes. "In that case, little brother, come fight your sister. Let me see just how strong this so-called Angel of Light of yours really is!"

Li Xin shouted loudly. She understood that her little brother had encountered a fortuitous opportunity and possessed exceptionally high talent. Her own talent lagged far behind his, and they would certainly grow farther and farther apart in the future. So while she still could, she wanted to beat him one more time, so she would at least have something to boast about!

Otherwise, she would get utterly crushed later on.

"Really?" Ye Ling was delighted. He also wanted to see whether everything he had learned could allow him to fight above his level. A true Great Knight might still be difficult, but Li Xin was only one or two levels above him now. Defeating her would not be much of a problem.

Besides, he had wanted to defeat Li Xin for more than just a day or two.

What a joke. He had been transported to this world for two years, and he had been Li Xin's little brother for two years as well. They had sparred at least dozens of times, and every single time, he had been utterly crushed!

Now that he could suppress Li Xin for once, why would he not take the chance?

With that thought, he said no more. In an instant, he summoned the Angel Sacred Sword and stared straight at Li Xin. A smile appeared on his handsome face as he said, "Sister Xin'er, then I'll gladly accept. I'm coming!"

Seeing this, Li Xin also took up a fighting stance, faint golden light flickering around her body.

Yehua silently stepped back, leaving the battlefield to the two of them.

At that moment, the door beside them opened, and Nalan Shu walked out. His fat body jiggled with every step, making him look rather distinctive.

"Zombie Face, what are you doing? I could hear you from around fifty meters away just now." Nalan Shu asked in confusion.

"Stop talking. Watch Li Xin and Ye Ling's fight carefully," Yehua said seriously.

"They're at it again? What suspense could there possibly be? Xin'er is a Third-tier Sixth-level knight, after all. Ye Ling may be a Crescent Knight, but the gap between them is still huge!" Nalan Shu clearly did not think highly of Ye Ling.

Yehua ignored him and merely watched intently. He sensed that the research he had been stuck on might find its solution through this battle between the two.

"Little brother, when you get beaten to tears later, don't blame your sister for being ruthless!" Looking at Ye Ling before her, Li Xin smiled. Then, gripping her sword, she charged forward at high speed. Her aura erupted, imposing and overwhelming.

"Then I'll have to ask Sister to go easy on me." Ye Ling smiled faintly.

He raised the Angel Sacred Sword and rushed to meet her.

The two swords collided, sword light flashing as terrifying force exploded between them. Cracks actually appeared across Li Xin's Magic Sword under that dreadful impact.

That terrifying force then surged toward Li Xin, seemingly intending to do something more. Sensing it, Li Xin's eyes widened, and she instinctively retreated several steps.

"Little brother, your strength..." Li Xin was utterly shocked, truly not knowing what to say.

But Ye Ling did not say much. He simply continued attacking.

In an instant, he charged at Li Xin. Seeing this, Li Xin did not hesitate. She swung her sword and met him again, intending to clash with the Angel Sacred Sword in Ye Ling's hand once more.

But Ye Ling refused to give her that chance. He instantly withdrew his attack and leaped into the air. A faint layer of golden light flickered over his body as Ye Ling summoned the concealed Second Halo. A pair of wings appeared behind him, and Ye Ling instantly rose into the air.

Li Xin: "???" Why had her little brother suddenly grown wings? Had he undergone some kind of genetic mutation?

However, Ye Ling did not say much. He simply manipulated his Second Martial Soul, the Space-Time Dragon, in his mind once more. Its first skill, Time-Space Shuttle, flashed into action, and his figure vanished from where he stood.

"Where did he go?" Li Xin gripped her sword and looked around in confusion, wanting to see what had happened.

The next moment, Ye Ling's voice came from behind her. "I'm here, Sister Xin'er!"

P.S. Please give me some data, brothers.