Genius?

The Martial Arts Arena was deathly silent, everyone watching Qin Tian in the center with scrutinizing eyes.

Facing three opponents at once, what did he rely on to believe he could defeat Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan?

Do not forget, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan were the most gifted talents in the Spirit Academy, and their strength was not to be underestimated; given time, they would surely become Titled Douluo in the future.

Yue Guan looked toward Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu, quietly awaiting the decision of the two big shots.

If this were a normal sparring match, he could naturally make the call, but this battle was to decide the Holy Son; only Bibi Dong and Qian Daoliu could make that determination.

"Bibi Dong, aren't these three the ones you value most? Let me see what kind of skills they have under your tutelage."

As Qian Daoliu's voice fell, everyone's pupils constricted.

The Grand Pontiff had actually agreed to his disciple's idea—he really intended to fight three against one.

Bibi Dong listened to Qian Daoliu's words, let out a cold snort, suppressed the anger in her heart, and looked at Xie Yue and Yan.

"Qin Tian, do you truly want them to fight you all at once?"

Qin Tian listened to Bibi Dong's words and nodded indifferently.

"Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan are known as the Golden Generation. As a member of Spirit Hall, I wish to see for myself what this Golden Generation is truly capable of."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong looked at Yue Guan; with just a single glance, Yue Guan turned his gaze to Xie Yue and Yan.

"Xie Yue, Yan, do not let the Pope down."

Xie Yue and Yan heard this and immediately stepped to Hu Liena's side.

"You are arrogant. I hope your strength matches your arrogance."

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

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

"The match begins!"

Xie Yue and Yan activated their spirit avatars, then looked at Qin Tian and spoke in low voices.

"Xie Yue, spirit Moon Blade, thirty-seventh-level assault-type Spirit Elder."

"Yan, spirit Flame Lord, thirty-sixth-level assault-type Spirit Elder."

Qin Tian activated his spirit avatar but did not introduce himself, instead watching the three of them with cold light swirling in his eyes.

"I will let you attack first, otherwise, you won't have another chance to make a move."

Hearing Qin Tian's words, Yan could no longer restrain himself and launched an attack directly at Qin Tian.

"First spirit skill, Hell Magma Rush!"

Yan slammed his fists hard into the ground. Following his movement, the ground underwent a massive change as vast swathes of magma manifested, surging toward Qin Tian under Yan's control.

The scorching high temperature sought to melt everything, and the terrifying heat swept in all directions.

"First spirit skill, Slash!"

Xie Yue manipulated his spirit, Moon Blade, to attack Qin Tian. The blade flashed with cold light, reaching Qin Tian's side in an instant.

"First spirit skill, Fox Fire Command!"

Balls of flame appeared around Hu Liena, and under her manipulation, they attacked Qin Tian rapidly.

Qin Tian watched the attacks launched by the three, his expression unchanged.

He merely lifted his right foot slightly and stomped hard onto the ground.

Terrifying spirit power swept in all directions, and the incoming magma was sent flying back by this immense force.

Then, he lifted his right hand slightly and gripped the air.

"Extinguish!"

As his voice fell and his hand closed, the sky full of fox fire vanished instantly.

Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan all frowned slightly at this sight.

The trio's first attack was merely a probe, but they had worked together for many years with tacit understanding; even an ordinary Spirit Ancestor would not have been able to deflect their combined assault so easily.

"Third spirit skill, Demon Fox Transformation!"

"Second spirit skill, Fox Charm!"

Hu Liena's third spirit skill was an augmentation skill that boosted her mental power, attack power, speed, and strength, while her second spirit skill was a control-type skill.

Xie Yue also stopped holding back. "Second spirit skill, Guard!"

"Third spirit skill, Break!"

"Second spirit skill, Granite Rock!"

"Third spirit skill, Falling Cracked Sparks!"

Qin Tian frowned slightly, looked at Hu Liena, and revealed a cold sneer.

"A mental attack? Are you not afraid of a mental backlash?"

Qin Tian's mental power was comparable to a low-level Spirit Saint, and Hu Liena, even though she specialized in mental power, was currently only at the Spirit Elder realm; how could she compare to him?

In his perception, Hu Liena's mental power was comparable to a high-level Spirit Ancestor; even with the amplification of her spirit skills, it was only equivalent to a low-level Spirit King. Compared to him, the gap was immense...

"Ah!"

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

"Nana!"

"Damn it, I want you dead!"

Upon hearing Hu Liena's scream and seeing her in such agony, Xie Yue and Yan felt their eyes fill with killing intent.

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

"I'm done playing with you."

As he spoke, Qin Tian hesitated no longer; his eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold glint flashed within them.

"First Spirit Skill, White Tiger Battle Body!"

"Third Spirit Skill, Holy Light Triple Strike."

Three massive claw shadows, under Qin Tian's control, surged toward Xie Yue and the others.

Sensing the sound of air being torn behind him, Qin Tian lashed out with his right hand, catching the incoming Moon Blade in his grasp.

High above, a massive fireball descended, causing Qin Tian to frown slightly.

"Break for me!"

A ball of light appeared in Qin Tian's hand, and under his control, it flew directly toward the fireball in the sky.

This ball of light was nothing else but his spirit power, highly compressed and infused with the Power of Light.

Xie Yue and Yan resisted Qin Tian's claw strikes with all their might, never expecting his strength to be so formidable; even a casual strike from him was nearly impossible for them to withstand.

High on the platform, Bibi Dong watched this scene, her face turning livid. The rage in her eyes was hard to suppress, and as she looked at Qin Tian, a murderous intent swirled in the depths of her gaze.

The various Title Douluo, Spirit Douluo, and Spirit Saints watching the battle looked at Qin Tian as if he were a monster.

"A, a Spirit King... are these spirit rings real?"

"Two purple, three black... so this is the disciple of the Grand Pontiff."

"A prodigy, a peerless prodigy of our Spirit Hall."

"Hahahaha!"

"Our Spirit Hall has produced a dragon! The Holy Son, Qin Tian!"

Qian Daoliu's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't heard the crowd at all; he merely swept a calm glance toward Bibi Dong.

"The Grand Pontiff has quite the ability, to be able to break the absorption limits of spirit ring ages. I wonder if this method could benefit others in our Spirit Hall."

Before Qian Daoliu could speak, Golden Crocodile Douluo let out a cold sneer.

"Bibi Dong, what kind of wishful thinking are you indulging in? Do you really think everyone is like the kid Tian?"

"Little Tian is an exception; not everyone can achieve super-limit spirit ring absorption."

As sparks of electricity flickered, Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan were all left dumbfounded as they stared at Qin Tian's spirit rings.

A five-ring Spirit King, with a thousand-year first spirit ring and a ten-thousand-year third spirit ring—this had already shattered their understanding.

"We lost!"

Hu Liena's eyes were filled with unwillingness as she looked at the spirit rings on Qin Tian, her fists clenched tight.

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

Hearing Hu Liena's words, Qin Tian did not answer, but spoke with indifference.

"Your talent may be decent, but that is all it is—merely decent."

"In my eyes, a genius is only slightly stronger than an ordinary person, simply because your talent is inferior to mine."

"How many geniuses are there? Like carp crossing a river, yet how many actually end up becoming Title Douluo?"

With that, Qin Tian retracted his martial soul and, without even looking at Hu Liena and the others, walked toward the high platform.

"Heh!"

"In his eyes, we are only slightly stronger than ordinary people."

"Geniuses, ha! We are geniuses in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, we are nothing more than ordinary people."