Are You Seriously Acting Me?

A man's reputation is like a tree's shadow.

Although everyone said Qin He was nothing special, the moment Qin He appeared, the carefree expressions on the faces of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation vanished without a trace!

Originally, they had still been in the mood to chat during the match.

But now, all their gazes were fixed on Qin He, as though they wanted to see straight through the man before them!

"I am Ling Ri, a Level 15 Soul Master. My martial soul is the Golden Crow! Brother Qin He, please enlighten me!"

Ling Ri wore a solemn expression, his eyes fixed on Qin He like sharp blades.

The Dragon Beard Needles Tang San had used earlier had caused him only negligible injuries.

The Golden Crow Spirit itself possessed extremely powerful regenerative abilities.

After resting for roughly ten minutes, Ling Ri had more or less recovered.

"Don't be so serious! This exchange meet is about friendship first and competition second. Why make it so solemn?"

Qin He could not help waving his hand, looking utterly casual.

He had never heard of this Ling Ri before. He was probably some minor nobody from Spirit Hall!

Still, even if he was a nobody, a Spirit Hall nobody was worth showing some respect to.

Besides, Qin He had only come to go through the motions. Once Ling Ri casually used a skill, Qin He would just play dead and fall over, ending this quickly so he could go back to sleep!

Quit dragging it out. Let's settle this quickly!

"Brother Qin He, Ling Ri's Golden Crow Spirit can burn everything. It is extremely terrifying, so be careful!"

Below the arena, Tang San gave a grave warning.

The Golden Crow Spirit could be considered a top-tier martial soul. It was simply absurdly powerful!

Tang San felt deeply frustrated.

In truth, Tang San had quite a few ways to defeat Ling Ri.

Tang San possessed Twin Martial Souls, and his other martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, made fighting above his level no problem.

In terms of combat strength, Tang San could clearly contend with Ling Ri.

Yet when it came down to it, he could only choose to concede.

"Burn everything... the Golden Crow?"

After hearing Tang San's words, Qin He could not help revealing an excited expression.

I thought Ling Ri was just bronze, but it turns out he's a king!

This is perfect!

If you're this strong, Ling Ri, then it makes perfect sense for me, Qin He, to lose to you. It's only logical.

If I lose naturally this time, Spirit Hall surely won't keep bothering me, right?

"Qin He, you dare look down on me!"

Seeing Qin He's absent-minded expression, Ling Ri felt his anger surge!

As a member of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, he had always been someone others admired and feared!

Yet this Qin He before him did not take him seriously at all.

"I am Qin He, a Level 10 Soul Master. My martial soul is an ordinary tiger. It's very weak, so I won't summon it. You go first!"

Qin He spoke casually.

As a Level 1000 powerhouse, Qin He still did not have perfect control over his strength.

The last time he fought Tang San, he had summoned his martial soul and sent Tang San flying before they even began fighting.

This time, against Ling Ri and in front of the people from Spirit Hall, Qin He felt it was better not to summon his martial soul, lest he lose control and hurt someone again.

Qin He planned to concede, after all. If his opponent could not withstand it and got blasted away by his martial soul first, would that not be incredibly awkward?

"You're looking down on me after all!"

Ling Ri could not help roaring as a red sun slowly rose behind him!

You, Qin He, are only a Level 10 Soul Master, while I, Ling Ri, am a genius of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation and a Level 15 Soul Master!

There's a full five levels of Soul Power between us, yet you don't take me seriously at all!

You won't even summon your martial soul!

This is looking down on me, Fat Tiger—cough, cough—looking down on me, Ling Ri!

"First Soul Skill, Raging Inferno!"

Facing Qin He, Ling Ri immediately unleashed his ultimate move!

On Douluo Continent, every time one obtained a soul ring, one would awaken a corresponding soul skill!

Using a soul skill was far more powerful than simply attacking with one's martial soul!

Ling Ri was extremely confident in this soul skill of his!

In his view, Qin He might be a Level 10 Soul Master, but he did not possess even a single soul skill!

Faced with this attack, he could only meet a bitter end!

"What powerful flames!"

Although this was not their first time seeing Ling Ri's soul skill, the students of Notting Academy could not help crying out in alarm!

Countless flames burst forth like dancing spirits, surging toward Qin He!

The air howled, and the temperature in the surroundings instantly soared!

The scorching air was like a powder keg with its fuse lit, ready to explode at any moment!

After being burned by fire, how should I fall to make it look more realistic?

Such a thought flashed through Qin He's mind.

After all, Ling Ri was only a Level 15 Soul Master. This so-called Raging Inferno was merely a tiny spark in Qin He's eyes.

Forget hurting him—it probably could not even harm a single hair!

He still had to pretend that he had been severely burned. This was really putting his acting skills to the test.

"Ding!"

Sure enough, when the flames struck Qin He's body, they vanished without a trace in less than a second!

"Whoa, didn't that disappear a little too quickly?"

Qin He stood there dumbfounded, at a complete loss.

Only after several seconds did Qin He pretend to sway unsteadily, putting on a strained expression.

"Wow, so powerful. As expected of flames that burn everything!"

"I can feel my Soul Power draining rapidly. Ah, I can't take it anymore. I'm going to fall!"

Qin He's voice was so sincere, so natural.

Everyone present heard every single word Qin He said.

"You..."

After hearing this, Ling Ri nearly spat out a mouthful of blood!

This was too much!

It was simply too much!

Qin He was clearly admitting defeat, yet combined with the scene before them, his words sounded exactly like mockery!

You can't take it anymore?

Can't take it, my ass!

I, Ling Ri, painstakingly summoned those flames, and you blocked them all without even needing to summon your martial soul!

Then you waited several seconds before pretending like this. Isn't that way too fake?

And that alone would have been bad enough, but more importantly, not even the corner of his clothes had been damaged, yet he still swore that his Soul Power had been greatly depleted!

A gust of wind passed by, and the agitated air seemed to turn incomparably cold.

"This Qin He is indeed incredibly cunning!"

Below the arena, Hu Liena stared intently at Qin He. Her alluring eyes shone with deep admiration.

"He could clearly defeat Ling Ri with ease, yet he deliberately provoked him with words, throwing Ling Ri's mind into chaos with just a few sentences!"

"As the saying goes, kill the man by attacking his heart. Qin He is not only immensely powerful, but also knows how to use Psychological Warfare. He truly is a terrifying opponent!"

The others from Spirit Hall nodded in deep agreement.

Stop pretending!!

Qin He, what are you still pretending for with this lack of Soul Power and unsteady act?

You clearly wanted to deliberately humiliate us on the arena. This is simply going too far!