Two-Winged Angel

Spirit Hall Academy had a Soul Fighting Arena built specifically for the Genius Class, allowing its students to fight at any time without having to mix with students from the regular classes.

"This place is huge. Spirit Hall really is extravagant."

Inside the Soul Fighting Arena, Qin Ming could not help clicking his tongue in amazement. According to the staff, this one Soul Fighting Arena exclusive to the Genius Class alone had sixty Soul Fighting Arenas.

It was far larger than the Soto Great Soul Arena, and this was only one of the academy's many Soul Fighting Arenas. It showed just how much Spirit Hall valued its students' practical combat.

"Of course. I was so shocked when I first came here that I couldn't say a word," Bai Heng chimed in from the side.

"Student Qin Ming, please keep this Soul Tool safe. It will record your points from every Soul Fighting match."

At the counter, the staff member handed Qin Ming a Mirror Soul Tool identical to Bai Heng's.

Qin Ming took it and tapped the mirror's surface. The previously gray mirror displayed his basic information.

Name: Qin Ming

Points: 50

Rank: 104

Soul Fighting Matches: 0

Consecutive Wins: 0

"Let's go. Time to meet that Two-Winged Angel." After playing with it for a moment, Qin Ming stored it in his Storage Soul Tool.

The Soul Fighting Arena Angel Qi had chosen was No. 1 Soul Fighting Platform. Everyone present was in Qin Ming's class, so asking any random person would reveal it.

On the Soul Fighting Arena, Qin Ming and Angel Qi stood at opposite ends, with ten zhang between them.

"Kid, if you lower your head and admit your mistake now, I can go a little easier on you." Angel Qi wore a pure white Gilded Robe, and the Six-Winged Angel Badge on his chest gleamed brilliantly. He looked at Qin Ming indifferently, just as arrogant as ever.

Having bathed in the Angel's glory since childhood, he had always been the most dazzling one. In his mind, there was no such thing as failure.

His questioning whether Qin Ming was a Fallen Spirit Master had also been to protect the Angel God's dignity. Qin Ming daring to refute and even provoke him was Qin Ming's fault.

He, Qi, was not wrong!

"Student Bai Heng, what exactly is this new student like?"

In the spectator stands, several students surrounded Bai Heng. They were all students from outside Spirit City. They naturally felt uncomfortable seeing Qi act this way, but they did not dare confront him directly and could only probe Bai Heng for information about Qin Ming.

"Th-this... he should be fine, right?" Bai Heng stammered. He did not know Qin Ming's exact capabilities either.

"You people have gone far enough. When he was being targeted in the classroom just now, none of you came forward to help. Now you're pretending to care?" Hua Lian pushed through the crowd and directly pulled Bai Heng out, shielding him behind her.

She had only been in the class for a few months, but she did not like either group. One bunch looked down on everyone, while the other was weak-willed and cowardly.

The reason she had spoken up for Qin Ming was simply because he had dared to confront Angel Qi head-on, which made him pleasing to her eyes.

Hearing that, the students looked around awkwardly and fell silent one by one.

"Let's hope you can still say that later." Facing Qi's provocation, Qin Ming merely replied calmly.

"Stubborn fool!" A holy white glow faintly circulated around Qi. His Two-Winged Angel Martial Soul had already possessed him, and a pair of translucent white wings spread behind his back.

"Kid, I'll show you what it means that there is always someone greater. Don't think that having a little talent and a few opportunities gives you the right to look down on everyone. Spirit City isn't some impoverished backwater."

The Angel's voice was icy. With a sweep of his wings, a gentle yet irresistible pressure of holy light swept across the arena. A brilliant golden longsword appeared in his hand, instantly silencing the noise in the spectator stands.

Qin Ming did not answer. He merely closed his eyes slowly. The next second, an entirely different, scorching aura erupted from his body.

When he opened his eyes again, his black pupils had become a pair of crimson-gold fiery eyes.

Inferno Grey Wolf Martial Soul Possession!

Two Soul Rings slowly rose beneath Qin Ming's feet: yellow, purple.

The instant that purple Second Soul Ring rose, the entire arena exploded into an uproar.

Everyone abruptly stood up, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

The mockery, amusement, and disdain on some faces froze completely, turning into shock and disbelief.

"A purple Soul Ring?"

"That's a Thousand Year Soul Ring? He's only eight, right? His Second Soul Ring is a thousand-year one?"

"Has he gone mad? A Quasi Soul Grandmaster absorbing a Thousand Year Soul Ring would one hundred percent burst his body apart!"

"How could he possibly do it... This completely defies common knowledge among Spirit Masters!"

In the spectator stands, Cang Ao gripped the railing before him tightly with both hands, his eyes fixed on the purple Soul Ring beneath Qin Ming's feet, which radiated the dense aura of a Millennium Soul Beast.

Everyone present stared at Qin Ming as if he were a monster.

Qi on the Soul Fighting Arena was even more shaken. His flapping wings froze in midair.

Seeing Qi's stunned expression, Qin Ming curled his lips and returned his words to him. "Kid, do you know what it means that there is always someone greater? Don't think that having some talent and family backing means you can stand above all living beings. This Douluo Continent isn't that small!"

"You!" Qi's handsome face twisted, veins bulging on his forehead. How could he not know Qin Ming was using his own words to mock him?

He had not expected the boomerang to come back so quickly.

"Sharp-tongued!"

"If this Millennium Second Ring is your confidence, then you're underestimating me far too much!"

Qi beat his wings, lifting his body into the air as his Second Soul Ring lit up.

Second Soul Skill, Holy Light Blade!

The longsword in Qi's hand blazed with light, holy radiance flowing along its spine. With a slash toward Qin Ming, several condensed white blades of light shot forth like a meteor shower, carrying the power to purify all evil as they rushed at Qin Ming, too fast for the naked eye to distinguish.

He really had some skill. Qin Ming's gaze sharpened. With his eyesight, he could tell at a glance how powerful Qi's move was. A Soul Grandmaster like Iron Bear Abu would probably be defeated by this strike.

Qi continuously swung his longsword, pouring down blades of light upon Qin Ming like rain.

Qin Ming used Thousand Spin Steps to continuously evade the sword lights rushing toward him. At the same time, he activated his First Spirit Skill, Crimson Blood Body, pushing his speed to the limit. Qin Ming always dodged the sword lights by the narrowest of margins.

"Will you only scurry around like a rat?" Holy light flickered in Qi's eyes as a second bright yellow Soul Ring revolved around the longsword in his hand.

"Holy Light Blade!"

Qi shouted, and two sword lights over a zhang long shot out. The blades curved through the air, sweeping toward Qin Ming from both sides in an encircling attack.

If that earlier rain of sword light had merely been Qi's test, then this was his thunderous killing move.

"You think that can hurt me? No chance!"

Qin Ming activated his Second Soul Skill, Blood Armor. The crimson-gold Gray Wolf Fire around him flowed like tangible magma, forming crimson-gold battle armor over his entire body.

Qin Ming spread his hands, and two massive flame shields the size of millstones appeared at his sides.

Boom!

The light blades struck the Flame Giant Shields, but the expected penetration did not occur. Instead, they instantly exploded into countless specks of light.

"What?"

Angel Qi's expression changed drastically for the first time. His Holy Light Blade was incomparably sharp, yet it could not break this man's defense?

Qin Ming stamped his foot, and cracks spread across the ground. His entire body shot upward as a crimson-gold afterimage, instantly closing to within one meter of Angel Qi.

"First Spirit Skill, Holy Light Protection!" Qi's first bright yellow Soul Ring lit up beneath his feet. The Two-Winged Angel phantom behind him blazed with holy light, protecting Qi within it as its arms embraced and its wings closed around him.

Qin Ming struck the Two-Winged Angel's folded wings with a claw. The crimson-gold Gray Wolf Fire scorched the surrounding air, even causing the Holy Light Barrier around Angel Qi to twist violently from the heat.

"How is this possible? What kind of flame is this?"