A Genius?

The Martial Arts Arena fell silent. Everyone stared at Qin Tian in the center, their eyes filled with scrutiny.

He was taking on three opponents at once. What was he relying on? Why did he think he could defeat Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan?

They should not forget that Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan were the most talented students at Spirit Academy. They were strong, too. Given time, they would surely become Titled Douluo.

Yue Guan looked toward Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu, quietly waiting for the two bigwigs to decide.

For an ordinary match, he could make the call himself. But this battle would determine the Holy Son, and only Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu could decide.

"Bibi Dong, aren't those three the ones you value most? Let this old man see what they can do under your tutelage."

At Qian Daoliu's words, everyone's pupils contracted.

The Grand Pontiff had actually agreed to his disciple's suggestion. He really was going to take on all three.

Hearing Qian Daoliu's words, Bibi Dong snorted, suppressing her anger as she looked at Xie Yue and Yan.

"Qin Tian, are you sure you want all three of them to fight you?"

Qin Tian listened to Bibi Dong and nodded calmly.

"Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan are known as the Golden Generation. As a member of Spirit Hall, I'd like to see what makes them the Golden Generation."

At his words, Bibi Dong looked at Yue Guan. One glance was all it took for him to turn toward Xie Yue and Yan.

"Xie Yue, Yan, don't disappoint Her Holiness the Pope."

Hearing this, Xie Yue and Yan immediately joined Hu Liena.

"You're arrogant. I hope your strength lives up to it."

Qin Tian gave the three of them a calm glance, then looked at Yue Guan. "Can we begin?"

Yue Guan looked at Qin Tian, then at Xie Yue and the others, and spoke in a deep voice.

"The match begins!"

Xie Yue and Yan activated Martial Soul Possession, then turned toward Qin Tian and introduced themselves in solemn voices.

"Xie Yue, Martial Soul: Moon Blade. Level thirty-seven Power Attack System Soul Elder."

"Yan, Martial Soul: Flame Lord. Level thirty-six Power Attack System Soul Elder."

Qin Tian activated Martial Soul Possession but did not introduce himself. Instead, he watched the three, a cold glint in his eyes.

"I'll let you attack first. Otherwise, you won't get the chance."

Yan could no longer hold back. He charged straight at Qin Tian.

"First Soul Skill: Hell Magma Rush!"

Yan slammed both fists into the ground. At his movement, the earth transformed dramatically. Vast swathes of magma surged into being and rushed toward Qin Tian under Yan's control.

The scorching heat seemed capable of melting everything, and its terrifying temperature swept in every direction.

"First Soul Skill: Slash!"

Xie Yue sent his Moon Blade streaking toward Qin Tian. The blade gleamed coldly and reached Qin Tian's side in an instant.

Flames appeared all around Hu Liena. Under her control, they shot rapidly toward Qin Tian.

Qin Tian watched the three attacks, his expression unchanged.

He raised his right foot slightly, then stamped it hard against the ground.

Terrifying Soul Power swept in every direction. The oncoming magma was blasted back by the immense force.

Then he raised his right hand and gently clenched it in midair.

"Vanish!"

At his words and gesture, the flames filling the sky abruptly disappeared.

Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan all frowned slightly.

Their first attack had only been a probe, but the three had spent years together and worked in perfect harmony. Even an ordinary Soul Ancestor would not have been able to fend off their combined attack so easily.

"Third Soul Skill: Demon Fox Transformation!"

"Second Soul Skill: Fox Charm!"

Hu Liena's third Soul Skill enhanced her abilities, boosting her spiritual power, attack power, speed, and strength. Her second Soul Skill was a control skill.

Xie Yue no longer held back either. "Second Soul Skill: Guard!"

"Third Soul Skill: Break!"

"Second Soul Skill: Granite Rock!"

"Third Soul Skill: Falling Cracked Sparks!"

Qin Tian frowned slightly and glanced at Hu Liena, then let out a cold laugh.

"A spiritual attack? Aren't you afraid of the backlash?"

Qin Tian's spiritual power was comparable to that of a low-level Soul Saint. Hu Liena, despite specializing in spiritual power, was only a Soul Elder. How could she compare to him?

From what he could sense, Hu Liena's spiritual power was comparable to a high-level Soul Ancestor's. Even with her Soul Skill's enhancement, it could only match a low-level Soul King's. The gap between her and him was enormous...

"Ah!"

Hu Liena cried out in pain, then clutched her head tightly, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.

"Nana!"

"Damn it! I'll kill you!"

Hearing Hu Liena's scream and seeing her in agony, Xie Yue and Yan were overcome with killing intent.

Qin Tian shook his head helplessly. He did not intend to explain, and instead looked at the two of them.

"I'm done playing with you."

As soon as he spoke, Qin Tian's gaze sharpened, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"First Soul Skill: White Tiger Battle Body!"

"Third Soul Skill: Holy Light Triple Strike!"

Under Qin Tian's control, three enormous claw-shaped projections surged toward the three of them.

Sensing the sound of something cutting through the air behind him, Qin Tian suddenly reached out with his right hand and caught the incoming Moon Blade.

A huge fireball came crashing down from above. Qin Tian frowned slightly.

"Break!"

A ball of light appeared in Qin Tian's hand. Under his control, it shot straight toward the fireball in the sky.

The ball of light was formed by highly compressing his Soul Power and infusing it with the Power of Light.

Xie Yue and Yan did their best to fend off Qin Tian's claw strikes. They had not expected him to be so strong; even a casual blow from him had nearly overwhelmed them.

Bibi Dong watched from the elevated platform, her face livid and her anger barely contained. As she stared at Qin Tian, killing intent flickered deep in her eyes.

The Titled Douluo, Soul Douluo, and Soul Saint spectators looked at Qin Tian as if he were a monster.

"A Soul... a Soul King? Are those Soul Rings real?"

"Two purple and three black. So this is the Grand Pontiff's disciple."

"A prodigy! An unparalleled prodigy of Spirit Hall!"

"Hahahaha!"

"A dragon has emerged from Spirit Hall! The Holy Son, Qin Tian!"

Qian Daoliu's expression remained unchanged, as if he had not heard the crowd. He merely glanced calmly at Bibi Dong.

"Her Holiness has quite a talent. You've even broken through the limits on Soul Ring absorption. I wonder if this method can be extended to the rest of Spirit Hall."

Before Qian Daoliu could speak, Golden Crocodile Douluo sneered.

"Bibi Dong, what are you dreaming about? Do you really think everyone is like young Tian?"

"Little Tian is an exception. Not everyone can absorb Soul Rings beyond the limit."

In the blink of an eye, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan all stared at Qin Tian's Soul Rings, dumbfounded.

A Five-Ring Soul King, with a thousand-year First Soul Ring and a ten-thousand-year Third Soul Ring—this had shattered everything they knew.

"We lost!"

Hu Liena's eyes brimmed with unwillingness. She stared at the Soul Rings around Qin Tian and clenched her fists.

"How... how did you do it?"

Qin Tian listened to Hu Liena's question but did not answer. Instead, he spoke calmly.

"Your talent may be decent, but that's all it is."

"In my eyes, geniuses are only a little stronger than ordinary people. Your talents simply can't compare to mine."

"There are countless geniuses, like fish crossing a river. In the end, how many of them become Titled Douluo?"

With that, Qin Tian withdrew his Martial Soul. Without sparing Hu Liena and the others another glance, he walked toward the elevated platform.

"Heh!"

"In his eyes, we're only a little stronger than ordinary people."

"Geniuses, huh! Others see us as geniuses, but in his eyes, we're no better than ordinary people."