Flame Demon Tiger, From This Moment On, You Are an Evil Soul Beast—Accept Judgment

This was the kind of battle Qian Chaoyun craved, not fooling around with a bunch of Dai Huabins every day.

Then, he charged forward once more and engaged the Flame Demon Tiger. Using his advantage in the air, he evaded every beast-claw attack.

Buzzz—!

Sword after sword struck out, the killing Sword Qi continuously wounding the Flame Demon Tiger. The soul beast was thoroughly enraged, racing and pursuing him around the Beast Arena, searching for a chance to knock the figure in midair down.

Quite a few students watching this scene were left slack-jawed.

What kind of monstrous senior was this? With the cultivation of Five Rings, he was treating a Ten-Thousand Year Flame Demon Tiger like a dog on a leash, constantly inflicting damage on the soul beast.

At this point, many people began discussing it.

"Isn't that Senior Chaoyun? He really came here to train. I saw him arrive at the entrance earlier."

"His Combat Power and fighting techniques are terrifying. Every sword strike is perfectly timed, and he can evade every attack. His combat experience is terrifying."

"That's incredible. So many Inner Court Seniors in our Academy couldn't do this, yet he did it—facing a Ten-Thousand Year Soul Beast alone."

"This reminds me of his record yesterday. He killed dozens of Evil Soul Masters with a single sword and became a popular figure in the Academy overnight."

Chen Zifeng happened to be there as well. After witnessing Qian Chaoyun's battle, he summed it up in a few words.

Smooth and flowing—an ultimate solo kill.

If he remembered correctly, this kid's Third Soul Skill had an attribute that made him grow stronger the longer he fought. The more intense the battle became, the more his Combat Power soared.

The reason he had not unleashed his Fifth Soul Skill was that he had been waiting for an opportunity.

To remain so calm even against a soul beast like the Flame Demon Tiger—he truly deserved his reputation as the Inner Court's Evil Soul Master Slaughter Machine.

Chen Zifeng himself might not have been able to do it.

At that moment, the Flame Demon Tiger in the arena went berserk, lunging again and again. It happened to pounce right at Qian Chaoyun.

But his Combat Power had already reached a critical point. He launched another chain of slashes.

Crack!

A long sword wound appeared across the Flame Demon Tiger's back. Seizing the chance, Qian Chaoyun attacked again, sword after sword.

Cross Sword Light sent Sword Qi sweeping up clouds of dust.

At that moment, Gong Changlong rushed out from the Beast Arena. Looking at the battling man and tiger, as well as the Flame Demon Tiger's wounds, he was completely stunned.

What kind of freak was this kid?

His Combat Power was actually getting stronger and stronger. He had begun suppressing the Flame Demon Tiger in reverse—and had even gained the upper hand.

Gong Changlong walked up to the Teacher overseeing the assessment and asked, "How much time has passed?"

"One minute remains," the Teacher said.

"One minute..."

Gong Changlong was speechless.

At this rate, he might really lose a Gold Soul Coin to the other party.

The doubts and mockery in his heart vanished without a trace.

This kid's Combat Power was truly terrifying.

Chen Zifeng chuckled and said to Gong Changlong, "Elder Gong, I told you. This guy is not only strong, but his combat experience is absurdly high. Even if he isn't as powerful as a Ten-Thousand Year Soul Beast, he can still suppress one through the advantage of his soul skills."

Gong Changlong snapped irritably, "Did you know something all along? Did you deliberately make me lose a Gold Soul Coin to him? What I'm losing isn't a Gold Soul Coin—it's this Old Man's dignity."

"No, no, no..."

Chen Zifeng shook his head and continued, "Actually, his Inner Court assessment mission is extremely difficult. I didn't dare believe that he could truly defeat a Ten-Thousand Year Soul Beast either."

Gong Changlong fell silent.

Always arrogant and unruly, he had encountered such a capable youngster and been utterly convinced by sheer strength.

Beside them, the female Teacher who had just received an autograph said, "Elder Gong, you've underestimated Qian Chaoyun too much. He was attacked in Shrek City yesterday. There were five Soul Kings and one Soul Emperor, yet he killed them all. He only suffered minor injuries himself, along with depleted Soul Power."

Several question marks popped up in Gong Changlong's mind.

Putting all of that together, it suddenly felt unreal.

One person had killed five Soul Kings and one Soul Emperor.

Was this kid's Combat Power really that monstrous?

When he turned back to examine the battle in the arena, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Sacred Angel Spirit, Innate Six Wings... No wonder. No wonder..."

In the arena, Qian Chaoyun raised his holy sword high and shouted, "The time has come to end you. From this moment on, you are an Evil Soul Beast—accept judgment!"

"Fifth Soul Skill, Great Angel Seal Demon Slash."

In an instant, an Angel Phantom appeared behind him. The Angel Holy Sword expanded enormously, gripped by the angel as it cleaved down at the Flame Demon Tiger through the air.

Roar!

The Flame Demon Tiger spewed flames once again, but they were mercilessly devoured by the Angel Sword. The enormous sword came slashing toward the soul beast's head.

Boom—!

The Flame Demon Tiger's body was sent flying by a single sword slash, crashing into the wall of the Beast Arena with foam spilling from its mouth.

It was close to death.

Being struck by that locking Soul Skill had cost it half its tiger life.

The Teacher overseeing the assessment stared at the final few seconds of the countdown, completely dumbfounded.

With only a few seconds remaining, Qian Chaoyun had defeated this Ten-Thousand Year Soul Beast.

Was he even human? Or a humanoid Fierce Beast?

At that moment, the surrounding Students began applauding and showering him with praise.

"Holy shit! A Ten-Thousand Year Soul Beast was defeated by a senior with Five Rings! This is the first case in our Academy in a hundred years! Senior is fucking amazing!"

"Senior Chaoyun truly deserves to be the man who can become the Godfather of Evil Spirit Masters."

"Too fucking awesome. I've never seen anyone this powerful."

"What do I do? I feel like my sexual orientation is about to change."

"..."

Having finished the battle, Qian Chaoyun glanced at the junior disciples and silently put away the Holy Sword.

His Soul Power had nearly been drained dry in that battle.

He was still not strong enough!

Without the attribute enhancement of his Third Soul Skill, he probably would not have lasted that long.

This battle had been nothing but luck.

At that moment, Chen Zifeng and Gong Changlong entered the arena.

Gong Changlong said, "Good lad, you've truly given this Old Man a tremendous surprise. As expected of the pride of the Angel race—you even defeated a ten-thousand-year Flame Demon Tiger. This Old Man is truly impressed."

"Luck, just luck."

Qian Chaoyun cupped his hands, exceedingly humble.

Before such a powerful expert, it was better to be a little modest.

Gong Changlong admired Qian Chaoyun even more and asked, "Do you have a teacher? Would you like to become this Old Man's Disciple? The more I look at you, the more pleasing you are to the eye. I just feel an affinity with you."

"If you take me as your master, I won't mention anything else, but resources will be unlimited. And if anyone dares bully you, this Old Man will be the first to come knocking on their door."

Hearing that, Qian Chaoyun felt slightly regretful.

This man's personality seemed quite good as well. Though he had little reputation in the Outer Court, he was a genuine Titled Douluo.

More importantly, they got along well.

Unfortunately, he already had an Old Esteemed Teacher.

At the side, Chen Zifeng said, "Elder Gong, Chaoyun's teacher is Xuan Zi. That might be difficult..."

"Xuan Zi?"

Gong Changlong's old face instantly fell. Like Xianglin's Wife, he muttered, "Xuan Zi, Xuan Zi... Of all the people to take as his master, why did he have to choose Xuan Zi? This Old Man has missed out on such a good prospect—a good prospect!"

Seeing Gong Changlong's expression, both Qian Chaoyun and Chen Zifeng felt somewhat helpless.

Elder Gong truly was a man of temperament.

At that moment, Qian Chaoyun said, "Elder Gong, I passed the assessment. You still remember our wager, right?"

Gong Changlong blew out his beard and glared as he took out a Gold Soul Coin. "Fine, as if this Old Man lacks your Gold Soul Coin. You beat that Flame Demon Tiger half to death; the expenses involved are already astronomical."

Qian Chaoyun gave an embarrassed smile, accepted the Gold Soul Coin, and said, "Elder Gong, if you don't mind, you can also be my combat instructor in the future."

"Really?"

Gong Changlong's expression changed at once, his old face blooming into a smile.

Qian Chaoyun nodded.

He truly needed a teacher like this, so he could not let such an opportunity slip away.

Gong Changlong laughed heartily and pulled Qian Chaoyun into an embrace. "Good, good, good! You must come here more often from now on. This Old Man needs talents like you."

Chen Zifeng could not help but say, "Chaoyun, could you give me some guidance? Just a pure contest of swordsmanship. I want to see exactly how my sword differs from yours."

As he spoke, he gestured with the Soul Chasing Sword in his hand, eager to give it a try.

Chen Zifeng was extremely eager to fight powerful opponents.

There were not many people in the Inner Court whom he admired. Ma Xiaotao counted as one, and Qian Chaoyun counted as another.

Taking advantage of this chance, Chen Zifeng also wanted to have a thoroughly satisfying match with him.