Armor Martial Soul, Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!

"How is that possible?!"

Seeing his attack so easily neutralized, Qin Ming was startled. The other party had not even summoned his Martial Soul, yet he had blocked his attack and even absorbed the flames on his wolf claws.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Qin Ming hurriedly changed tactics, concentrating the blazing flames into his right leg and sweeping it out like a whip.

However, Lin Mu was always one step faster. He casually blocked the attack with his left arm, then followed with a front kick that sent Qin Ming flying.

"He didn't even use his Martial Soul. How did he neutralize Qin Ming's flames?"

Bai Baoshan's pupils narrowed slightly, a trace of confusion flashing through his eyes. Even as a defense-type Soul Douluo, he could not completely negate Qin Ming's damage.

"Perhaps... the quality of his Martial Soul is far above that of the Blazing Flame Azure Wolf."

Meng Shenji looked grave. They had likely still underestimated this young Soul Sage.

The battle continued, and the more Qin Ming fought, the more alarmed he became. Even without using his Martial Soul, his opponent's strength still surpassed his own.

If he did not use a soul skill soon, he probably would not even be able to force out the other party's Martial Soul.

"Third Soul Skill, Azure Wolf's Fury!"

Qin Ming shouted in a low voice as the third Soul Ring on his body bloomed with purple light.

The flames around him suddenly surged, turning a deeper shade as a violent, scorching aura rose up and continuously gathered even stronger fire energy!

At this moment, Qin Ming no longer held anything back and charged in with all his strength.

Before the wolf claws even arrived, the scorching heat waves had already rushed toward him. The flame energy contained in the claw wind far exceeded what it had been before.

Lin Mu's eyes shifted slightly. At last, he felt a trace of pressure.

Just as the flaming wolf claws were about to strike his face, a set of crimson armor with sleek lines, an imposing design, and full-body coverage instantly equipped itself onto Lin Mu!

Ever since his Martial Soul had evolved, the armor's quality had improved considerably. It also possessed a powerful intimidating force specifically directed at beast Martial Souls.

In an instant, an incomparably powerful pressure erupted, and a scorching aura swept across the entire arena.

"Bang!!"

Another front kick—without even using a soul skill—sent Qin Ming flying like a cannonball into the wall at the edge of the arena.

"What kind of Martial Soul is that?"

Seeing the majestic and domineering armor on Lin Mu's body, the three Committee Members and Xue Qinghe were all stunned. This kind of Martial Soul had absolutely never appeared on the continent before.

Could this be a mutated Martial Soul?

Xue Qinghe thought to herself. With this type of Armor Martial Soul, its defensive power went without saying, but she had not expected its offensive power to be so terrifying as well.

Its earlier ability to devour flames most likely came from this Martial Soul.

By then, Qin Ming had already pulled himself free from the wall. The way he looked at Lin Mu now held several more traces of admiration and fear.

That move had made him realize the gap between their strengths. This man's power was likely already close to the Soul Douluo level; they were not on the same level at all.

"Your talent is unmatched, sir. I admit that I am no match for you."

At this point, Qin Ming's tone shifted, and his aura became even sharper as he continued, "However, I still wish to witness your true strength."

As the second-youngest Soul Emperor on the continent, how could Qin Ming possibly lack pride? He simply disdained showing it.

Now, facing Lord Lin Mu, who completely outclassed him, the pride hidden deep in his heart was finally stirred.

Even if he lost, he still wanted to force his opponent to use a soul skill.

Seeing that Qin Ming still refused to concede, a trace of surprise flashed through Lin Mu's eyes. No wonder he had cultivated to the Soul Emperor level at such a young age.

Being born into humble circumstances was not shameful.

Although he had graduated from Shrek Academy, Qin Ming was considered one of the rare normal people there. His only issue was that he was too loyal to Shrek Academy.

"Very well. I will grant your request."

Lin Mu no longer restrained his aura, and the Soul Rings beneath his feet emerged one after another.

Yellow, yellow, purple.

The first three Soul Rings were a standard configuration, and considering Lin Mu's earlier display, no one was surprised.

However, when the fourth Soul Ring slowly rose, they were instantly dumbfounded.

It was unexpectedly black!

"A Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?!"

Chief Meng Shenji's pupils suddenly contracted, and he sprang to his feet.

Bai Baoshan and Zhi Lin also widened their eyes, their faces filled with disbelief. This scene completely defied the common sense of the soul master world.

"A Ten Thousand Year Fourth Soul Ring."

Xue Qinghe looked somewhat dazed, as if she had been utterly crushed by it. So what if she was the Young Master of Spirit Hall? Her fourth Soul Ring was only a Thousand Year Soul Ring.

Even in Spirit Hall's records, there had never been such an outrageous Soul Ring configuration!

However, this was only the beginning.

Before they could recover from the shock of the Ten Thousand Year Fourth Soul Ring, the fifth and sixth Soul Rings rose in succession, both still that deep, profound black!

But the next second, they were completely dumbfounded, their pupils reflecting a dazzling blood-red glow.

A blood-red Seventh Soul Ring slowly rose and revolved, carrying a vast aura that made their souls tremble. It was as if the phantom of a qilin had faintly appeared.

"R-Red?"

"A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!!!"

The three Committee Members rubbed their eyes in disbelief, but the blinding blood-red Soul Ring did not vanish. Even as Soul Douluo-level powerhouses, they could still feel its immense pressure.

The legendary Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring—a supreme treasure countless Titled Douluo could only dream of—had actually appeared on a young man barely over twenty.

And it was merely his Seventh Soul Ring!

As Xue Qinghe looked at Lin Mu's hundred-thousand-year Seventh Soul Ring, she felt as though an invisible hand had fiercely clenched her heart. Her breathing visibly quickened.

A ten-thousand-year Fourth Soul Ring had already been shocking enough. Who could have imagined that this guy also possessed a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!

"Lin Mu. I will make you mine."

Xue Qinghe's gaze burned as she stared fixedly at Lin Mu in the arena. There was only one thought in her mind: she would claim him at any cost.

That thought had never been so intense!

After a long while, the three Committee Members barely came back to their senses, though the shock in their eyes had yet to fade.

In the arena, Qin Ming stood opposite Lin Mu. Feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from the red Soul Ring at such close range, his previous fighting spirit and pride had long since been replaced by boundless shock.

Two yellow, one purple, three black, and one red Soul Ring surrounded Lin Mu. That earth-shattering ring configuration was terrifying just to look at.

"Teacher Qin, are we still fighting?"

Seeing that Qin Ming had yet to recover, Lin Mu spoke to remind him.

Hearing this, Qin Ming took a deep breath and forcibly steadied himself. Fighting spirit ignited in his eyes once more, though it was no longer as intense as before.

"Please instruct me."

The moment he finished speaking, Qin Ming immediately activated his only ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, clearly intending to give it everything he had.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Sky Burning Flame!"

Qin Ming's aura rapidly soared to its peak before he suddenly spewed forth a pillar of fire. Everything in its path was scorched black, as though it possessed the might to burn all things to ash.

In response, Lin Mu did not devour the flames as he had before. Instead, he activated his first Soul Ring.