Scythe of Judgment, Ultimate Severing

"What? Li Qing's martial soul actually has a second form!" The commentator held a loudspeaker, his voice filled with shock!

On the field, Li Qing swung Yan through the air like a hammer throw.

Victory in a soul battle did not only mean defeating one's opponent on the field. Another way was to make the opponent fall off the match platform.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~

Li Qing gradually increased his speed. The chain extending from the Scythe of Judgment kept growing longer, and Yan's body drew closer and closer to the edge of the Douluo Arena!

Yan only felt the world spinning before his eyes, the scenery constantly shifting. But from the shouts of the spectators growing closer by his ears, he determined that he was about to be flung out of the Douluo Arena!

Without hesitation, Yan used his second soul skill, Granite Rock.

This time, it was not just one of his arms that was covered in a thick layer of stone. Nearly his entire body, even his head, was covered, forming a helmet with long horns!

Yan now looked exactly like the Flame Lord that had appeared behind him.

Because Yan had used Granite Rock, his body weight had increased geometrically. His current weight had nearly reached one thousand kilograms!

Li Qing simply could not control this suddenly increased weight. No matter how much force he exerted afterward, he could no longer keep Yan's body swinging through the air. Naturally, his plan to throw Yan out of the Douluo Arena had come to nothing.

Boom~

Accompanied by a deafening crash and dust filling the sky, Yan's body descended from above. His immense weight, combined with the speed he had gained in the air, made the match platform tremble violently.

"Hmph!"

Before the dust had even settled, Li Qing suddenly felt an enormous force coming from ahead through his hand.

Yan had grabbed the chain of the Scythe of Judgment with both hands. That immense force was clearly coming from him.

"Wow, is contestant Yan planning to use contestant Li Qing's own tactic against him?" Seeing this, the commentator immediately arrived at the correct conclusion.

That was right. Yan wanted to swing Li Qing out of the arena. Even if he could not, he could at least make Li Qing lose his weapon.

At that moment, Li Qing's brain cells began racing madly as he considered how to regain control of the Scythe of Judgment.

One second later...

Got it!

Immediately afterward, Yan's body began spinning at high speed. Li Qing did not resist. Instead, he directly allowed Yan to swing him up without putting up any resistance.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~

Li Qing tore through the air, producing sharp whistling sounds.

The next moment...

Clack, clack, clack...

The sound of the chain grinding rang out again. This time, Li Qing did not extend the chain. On the contrary, its length began shrinking rapidly, swiftly closing the distance between him and Yan.

In less than two seconds, Li Qing was only five meters away from Yan.

Yan stopped spinning and steadied himself. He grinned at Li Qing and said, "Since you've delivered yourself right to me, don't blame me for being rude!"

In an instant, Yan's enormous fist howled toward Li Qing's face, carrying a surging gust of force.

Li Qing's mouth twitched.

Damn it, he really isn't holding back!

In the blink of an eye, Yan's fist had reached Li Qing. To meet the attack, Li Qing brought his legs together and kicked straight at Yan's fist.

Even with Li Qing's three legs pressed together, they were still vastly smaller than Yan's rock-covered fist.

A dull thud rang out as fist and feet collided.

Li Qing stood at an angle atop Yan's fist, his body perfectly straight.

If Li Qing and Yan had not both been gripping the golden chain of the Scythe of Judgment tightly, they would likely have both been sent flying backward.

An immense force traveled up from Li Qing's feet, spreading continuously through his calves and thigh muscles before reaching his internal organs.

Li Qing felt as if his abdomen had been struck heavily by a hammer, his blood and energy surging violently!

However, force was mutual. After taking Li Qing's fierce double kick, Yan's arm did not feel good either. But because his arm was covered in a thick layer of stone, he was in far better condition than Li Qing.

Li Qing forcibly suppressed the urge to cough up blood, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

"It's time!"

Bang, bang, bang~

Li Qing pulled hard on the chain, his feet stomping repeatedly on Yan's arm. Then, with a leap, he sprang down from Yan's body.

After landing, he immediately began running, circling Yan's body clockwise. As he ran, the chain of the Scythe of Judgment in his hand extended once more.

In the blink of an eye, Yan's body had been wrapped several times by the golden chain. His arms were tightly bound as well, leaving him unable to move.

"Hmph, hmph, hmph~"

Yan struggled with all his strength. Yet no matter how he struggled, he could not break this golden, translucent-looking chain. If things continued, Ling Wu would be the one truly embarrassed.

"Li Qing, don't think this is over."

Yan grinned as a burst of red light suddenly appeared around his body. The next second, his body returned to its original state. Yan had directly dismissed Lord's Body.

Because his body had shrunk, the chains that had been tightly wrapped around Yan's body immediately fell away.

The moment he dispelled Lord's Body, Yan's calves explosively tensed, launching him high into the air as he released the Judgment Scythe.

Li Qing would not let such a good opportunity slip by. With Yan having dropped his defenses and being suspended in midair, making it even harder for him to evade, the First Soul Ring beneath Li Qing's feet lit up without hesitation.

"First Spirit Skill, Judgment!"

The blade tore through the air, carving out an immensely broad black blade light. It carried boundless force, as though it were about to cleave the entire Douluo Arena in two!

Yan's expression turned grave. He could clearly sense tremendous energy from that blade light. This strike was terrifying!

"Third Soul Skill, Blazing Flame Ray! Second Soul Skill, Granite Rock!"

Yan unleashed two Soul Skills in succession. First, a thick dark-red ray slammed head-on into the black blade light with a thunderous boom.

But...

"What? Contestant Yan's Third Soul Skill was actually split apart by Contestant Li Qing's First Spirit Skill!" The commentator's astonished voice rang out from above.

"Whoa—"

The audience erupted in an uproar, followed by a burst of applause.

Somewhere in the stands, Xie Yue was also startled when he saw Li Qing's blade light split apart Yan's Blazing Flame Ray. A question surfaced in his mind.

Could his Xie Yue Twin Blades...

split apart Yan's move like that?

Although the effects of Soul Skills were related to the age of one's Soul Rings, and Li Qing's First Soul Ring was indeed inferior to Yan's Third Soul Ring, Li Qing's Judgment Scythe possessed an attribute.

It was no exaggeration to say that with the boost from the Judgment attribute, the effectiveness of Li Qing's attacks increased geometrically.

After his First Spirit Skill split apart Yan's Blazing Flame Ray, it continued flying forward. However, because the Blazing Flame Ray had held back the blade light for some time, Yan had already landed on the ground, leaving the blade light unable to hit him.

"Hm!"

A gleam flashed through the referee's eyes. In the next instant, he appeared in front of the blade light. He lightly raised his right hand and directly pinched the blade light between his fingers.

Crack~

A crisp shattering sound rang out, and Li Qing's First Spirit Skill was casually crushed by the referee.

"Sigh..."

Seeing this, Li Qing could only sigh inwardly.

His strength was still too weak!

By the time Yan landed on the ground, Lord's Body had already condensed around him once more.

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Li Qing took a deep breath and quietly watched Yan.

To be honest, Li Qing did not understand tactics or strategy. He only knew that before absolute strength, no tactics or schemes could change the outcome.

He was going to end the battle.

If they continued fighting as before, he and Yan would once again fall into a drawn-out battle. Moreover, Li Qing had consumed far more Soul Power this time than in their battle two days ago. If this continued, his Soul Power might run out before Yan's did.

Crack, crack~

The chains shortened, and the Judgment Scythe returned to its original form.

Li Qing gripped the scythe with both hands, bringing his body, mind, and spirit to their peak.

"First Spirit Skill, Judgment!"

The yellow Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up once more.

A pitch-black blade light shot toward Yan at high speed.

Yan's lips curled upward, completely unconcerned. Although Li Qing's move had split apart his Blazing Flame Ray, that had been an offensive move rather than a defensive skill. He did not believe this attack could break through his Lord's Body!

Yan raised both hands in front of his face.

The blade light struck Yan's body, and the result...

was only a white mark.

"Contestant Li Qing's attack cannot break through Contestant Yan's defenses. What? Contestant Li Qing is actually using his First Spirit Skill again. Has he already given up?"

The scythe swung down, sending another pitch-black blade light hurtling toward Yan.

Yan still did not evade, choosing to withstand it head-on.

Likewise, Yan's defenses remained unbroken, leaving behind a second white mark.

In the VIP box, Lin Qianxin adjusted her glasses, a glint appearing in her eyes.

Swish, swish~

Two more slashes flew out in rapid succession, the two blade lights crossing into an X shape.

This time, Li Qing's attack actually broke through Yan's defenses, exposing a glimpse of the flesh beneath!

Yan's expression changed drastically.

"How is this possible?!"

"Final move—Instant Hell, Judgment Slash!"

The first and second soul rings lit up at the same time!

Li Qing's body vanished. When he reappeared, he was already behind Yan. He swung the Scythe of Judgment in his hand, its sharp blade gleaming with a cold light as another pitch-black slash streaked toward Yan.

"What?! Contestant Li Qing actually used his first and second spirit skills simultaneously! My heavens!"

A tremendous crash rang out as the massive energy blade slammed viciously into Yan's Lord's Body. The Lord's Body instantly shattered, and a burst of red exploded outward.

That was Yan's blood!

With a thud, Yan collapsed to the ground, his red eyes filled with disbelief.

This was Li Qing's Scythe of Judgment—judgment. No matter how hard the object, it could be cleaved apart with a single strike!

After doing all this, Li Qing was also panting heavily, supporting himself with the Scythe of Judgment to keep from collapsing.

Though he was exhausted, he was in an exceptionally good mood. It was not only because he had defeated Yan, but also because he had created a soul skill of his own.

Instant Hell, Judgment Slash!

The First Spirit Skill and Second Spirit Skill used simultaneously.

Just now, Li Qing had been afraid Yan would evade his final attack, because after that move, his Soul Power would have been nearly depleted.

But then inspiration struck him. He realized that while activating his First Spirit Skill, Judgment, he could use his Second Spirit Skill to dash behind Yan and alter the direction of the attack.

That way, he could confuse his opponent. Wouldn't that make it even harder to dodge?

And because the distance covered by the Second Spirit Skill was not far, it consumed very little Soul Power.

And so, Li Qing's first Self-Created Soul Skill was born!

This was R Flash!

A few seconds after Yan fell, a soul master hurried over from outside the arena. Without question, he was a healing-type soul master.

Li Qing had actually held back just now. Yan had only suffered superficial injuries; it was nothing serious.

Then, the referee slowly walked toward Li Qing from the edge of the Douluo Arena and announced the outcome of the match.

"The winner of this match is Li Qing!"

"Wow!"

"Oh!"

Cheers erupted from the stands, but if one looked carefully at the expressions on every spectator's face, one would find that most of them looked sorrowful. Only a small number were clapping and cheering, though that small group was especially enthusiastic.

Why?

Because before the match began, seventy percent of the audience had bet on Yan to win...

"This boy is quite good!"

The elderly elders in the VIP box all revealed looks of amazement, while even Lin Qianxin, who rarely smiled, unconsciously showed a faint smile at the corner of her lips.

"Oh? Qianxin, you look very pretty when you smile. Why don't you smile normally?"

Suddenly, an elderly elder spoke up.

At once, the smile vanished from Lin Qianxin's face...

Half an hour later, Li Qing felt the heavy bag of hard objects in his palm and broke into a brilliant smile, looking exactly like the foolish son of a wealthy landowner.

It had to be said that the Douluo Arena within Spirit Hall was truly generous and lavish with its money.

Besides the money he had rightfully earned, the arena had unexpectedly given Li Qing nearly five thousand Gold Soul Coins. In a single day, Li Qing had become a man with ten thousand Gold Soul Coins.

What a delight!

Several hours later, during afternoon class.

Yan walked up to Li Qing, respectfully bowed, and said, "Big Brother!"

The entire class was instantly dumbfounded, unable to say a single word for a long while.

What had just...

happened?

"Mm, not bad, not bad!"

Li Qing smiled in satisfaction.

That was what was lovable about Yan. Though he was a little reckless by nature, that same temperament made his thinking simpler. Once he decided on something, he would do it. He had no ulterior motives at all.

"I, Yan, accept my loss. From this day onward, I'll be your little brother. But if you ask me to do anything immoral or wicked, then I absolutely won't do it!"

Yan straightened up and declared righteously.

Seeing this, Li Qing could only shrug helplessly.

At this moment, there was a song that could perfectly express Yan's feelings. It was...

Me and my final stubbornness...