They Think So Highly of Me?

"Qin He really was hiding his strength!"

Among Spirit Hall's entourage, the linen-clad elder Salas's eyes flashed with a sharp glint.

Although Ling Ri was the weakest of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation, even Hu Liena, the strongest among them, could not have defeated him without summoning her spirit!

What was more, after defeating Ling Ri, Qin He still appeared completely at ease, ruthlessly humiliating Ling Ri in front of everyone!

Did Qin He truly possess only Level 10 Soul Power?

No, it should be said that the quality of Qin He's Soul Power far surpassed that of other soul masters!

Platinum Bishop Salas secretly rejoiced.

"Good thing I came personally this time. Otherwise, I probably would have regarded Qin He as nothing more than an ordinary genius!"

Excitement flashed in Salas's eyes as he looked at Qin He as though he had seen a stunning beauty!

How could Spirit Hall possibly let such talent slip away?

What? Qin He was unwilling to join Spirit Hall?

That was fine. Spirit Hall had plenty of ways to make Qin He submit obediently. As the greatest force on Douluo Continent, how could it allow such a genius to remain unaffiliated?

"Don't get so worked up, everyone. I, Qin He, merely got lucky. How about you throw another fireball at me? I'll fall right down immediately."

Qin He spoke with great "sincerity."

Salas had concealed it well, but before Qin He's max-level strength, it was utterly useless!

Seeing the excitement in the other man's eyes, Qin He knew very well that Spirit Hall had probably set its sights on him completely!

The cheers from beneath the arena only pushed Qin He further into the spotlight!

"No need! Qin He, you were the better one this time. I admit defeat!"

Ling Ri glared at Qin He with resentment, as though he wanted to devour him whole!

Too sinister!

This Qin He kept talking about surrendering, but it was clearly a method of mockery!

Did Qin He think I was an idiot who could not recognize such sarcasm?

If Ling Ri remained on the arena, he would probably be angered to death by this guy!

I, Ling Ri, would rather admit defeat than stand here like an idiot and be mocked by you!

Besides, I, Ling Ri, am merely the weakest among Spirit Hall's seven. My brothers will avenge me!

Of course, Ling Ri also knew that Qin He had bullied him to this extent without even summoning his spirit. If Qin He did summon it, he would probably leave the arena in complete disgrace!

Rather than lose even more face, he might as well admit defeat outright!

"Qin He wins!"

Seeing Ling Ri concede, the referee hurriedly announced the result.

"Amazing! Young Lord Qin He did not even summon his spirit just now. In other words, the effort Young Lord Qin He used to defeat Ling Ri was practically negligible! This is simply unbelievable!"

"Young Lord Qin He clearly only has Level 10 Soul Power..."

On the platform, Zhao Chong was both excited and utterly baffled.

In the world of soul masters, Soul Power was an important standard of judgment.

Although low-level soul masters could sometimes defeat stronger opponents, such victories were usually extremely difficult.

They would need spirit bones, hidden weapons, or other external tricks just to barely win.

A one-sided crushing victory like Qin He's was simply impossible!

No wonder Salas of Spirit Hall was so excited!

Everyone else cultivated spirits, so why was Qin He so absurdly exceptional?

"Dean Zhao, I suspect that Young Lord Qin He's spirit is of an even higher grade than those members of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation. The suppression of his spirit is what caused this result."

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang voiced his speculation, inwardly marveling as well.

Qin He's Sacred White Tiger was likely a God-Tier Spirit, while most of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation merely possessed high-grade spirits. They were two whole tiers apart. How could they possibly compare?

Even if their Soul Power was higher than Qin He's, their talent was still utterly crushed!

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang was a renowned scholar of spirit theory.

If possible, he truly wanted to take Qin He as his disciple.

Qin He's spirit was not only rare, but powerful as well. If he could carefully study Qin He's spirit, his theories on spirits would undoubtedly make tremendous breakthroughs!

However!

Young Lord Qin He was simply too outstanding!

Someone so outstanding was far beyond what Yu Xiaogang could ever hope to reach!

At that thought, Yu Xiaogang could not help revealing a trace of regret.

"So that's how it is! No wonder Young Lord Qin He could defeat Spirit Hall's Golden Generation with only Level 10 Soul Power. This spirit can probably be called one of the strongest spirits on the continent!"

Zhao Chong sighed in amazement.

On Douluo Continent, there were indeed some overwhelmingly powerful spirits that allowed soul masters to defeat stronger opponents.

For example, the Clear Sky Hammer and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon were both top-tier spirits renowned throughout the continent.

However, in Zhao Chong's view, Young Lord Qin He's Sacred White Tiger spirit, as a God-Tier Spirit, was clearly far stronger than either of those spirits!

"No wonder so many great powers value Qin He so highly. Even if Qin He is usually lazy and does not cultivate, a God-Tier Spirit is simply this overbearing!"

Naturally, Qin He noticed everyone's burning gazes.

What exactly have you all imagined? Why do I suddenly feel a little scared?

At this moment, Qin He felt like his head was about to explode.

Looks like defeating my opponent without summoning my spirit just now was one hell of a flex!

This is dangerous now! With so many people watching me, I can't even go easy on them properly!

Qin He's face was filled with sorrow, as though he bore an indescribably heavy burden.

On Douluo Continent, a soul master's all-out method of combat was to summon their spirit.

Qin He had originally refrained from summoning his spirit because he was afraid of hurting his opponent, but who could have expected his opponent to be so weak?

Even without summoning his spirit, his opponent's soul skills could barely even break through his defenses. How was Qin He supposed to throw the match perfectly?

"He defeated his opponent so effortlessly, yet Qin He still looks so serious. He hasn't relaxed in the slightest? As expected, his earlier provocation was also just an act!"

Hu Liena's mind felt like a muddled mess as she continuously analyzed the man before her.

Yet Qin He, the man standing before her, seemed like a thick fog that made it impossible for anyone to uncover the truth about him.

"Chen Xing, you will take the second round. Do not underestimate him. Try your best to exhaust Qin He's Soul Power!"

Beside her, Xie Yue of Spirit Hall's Golden Generation had also put away his carefree expression. Looking at Qin He's back, he treated him like a formidable enemy!

This man was too terrifying!

The moment he appeared, he had seized all of Miss Hu Liena's attention!

He had to be defeated. Otherwise, Miss Hu Liena would probably be stolen away by him!

Flames of jealousy burst from Xie Yue. At this moment, he wished he could burn Qin He to ashes!

Xie Yue followed Miss Hu Liena around every day, yet she had always been like a Goddess, never sparing him so much as a glance!

But the moment Qin He appeared, how many times had Miss Hu Liena already mentioned his name?

"Alright! I'll do it!"

Chen Xing, the one who had been called forward, was only eleven years old, but he was powerfully built, like a small mountain.

"Chen Xing, Earth Bear Spirit, Level 16!"

On the arena, Chen Xing lightly stomped his foot, and a faint footprint instantly appeared on the concrete ground!

Roar!

With a thunderous roar, the phantom of a black giant bear instantly emerged behind Chen Xing, radiating a yellow glow!

The atmosphere instantly froze!