"Heh, why wouldn't I dare!"
Seeing Qin Yun wave his hand casually, looking as if he had already taken the bait, Gangzi couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
Still too young!
He can't even see through such a simple provocation, yet he dares to dream of snatching a disciple from me?
Although he had seen some information somewhere and indeed had some insight into martial soul theory, when it came to actual soul masters, Qin Yun was purely a layman!
A soul master is someone who needs soul rings and soul skills to unleash combat power!
A little brat without even a single soul ring wants to cross swords with a Soul Grand Master like me?
It's nothing but a pipe dream!
Fine, today I, your senior, shall teach you a proper lesson!
Thinking this, Gangzi struck a combat pose and summoned his purple-skinned pig, shouting loudly.
"Yu Xiaogang, martial soul Luo Sanpao, level 29 power attack system battle soul master!"
Exchanging names before a battle was a customary rule in the Douluo Continent.
The only thing that left Qin Yun slightly puzzled was this:
Yu Xiaogang plus Luo Sanpao—could such a combination really be called a power attack system?
How exactly does he "power attack"?
Does he stun the opponent with a fart, or just make them laugh themselves to death?
Not only that, but before he could follow local custom and introduce himself, Gangzi didn't wait for Qin Yun to prepare. His soul power erupted suddenly, and two yellow soul rings rose from beneath his feet, dazzling and eye-catching.
Accompanied by a low beastly roar, a pale purple figure flashed into existence. Luo Sanpao, resembling a pig, was summoned in an instant. Curling up in mid-air, it gathered soul power throughout its body, finished charging, and without any warning, lunged fiercely at Qin Yun in a Pig Rush!
A sneak attack!
A dignified level 29 Soul Grand Master, a renowned master of martial soul theory, was actually showing no martial virtue whatsoever, launching a surprise attack against a six-year-old child.
He hoped to suppress him in one move, crushing a genius with absolute strength to demonstrate his own invincibility.
Don't let Luo Sanpao's low level fool you; as a special martial soul that was a failed evolution of the Golden Sacred Dragon, it had a physical form.
Relying on its bulk, even without using a soul skill, a direct charge like this was not something an ordinary person could easily handle.
"Despicable!"
Clenching his fists, Tang San, who was watching from the sidelines, cursed with bloodshot eyes at Gangzi's lack of martial virtue.
To everyone's surprise, faced with Tang San's rebuke, Gangzi felt no shame, but rather pride.
"Heh, Little San, battles between soul masters are not as simple as you imagine!"
"In war, nothing is too deceitful; this is the first lesson I shall teach you today!"
Standing with his hands behind his back, Gangzi—who had already investigated Qin Yun's background and knew the boy's innate soul power was only six—felt he had already locked in the victory.
A mere six-year-old brat, what could he possibly do to turn the tables!
However, what Gangzi could not imagine was that the six-year-old child before him was no piece of cotton to be kneaded at will.
Do low-level soul masters have to rely solely on soul rings and soul skills to perfectly unleash their soul power in battle?
This theory isn't necessarily wrong; at the very least, for an ordinary soul master like Gangzi, it is indeed the case.
But for certain special soul masters with a heritage, that is not so!
After all, true disciples of top-tier sects, besides soul rings and soul skills, also master self-created soul skills that are more compatible with their own martial souls!
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan might have them, but clearly, given Gangzi's personality of having high standards but low ability, he had absolutely never mastered any.
Luo Sanpao's speed was extremely fast, closing in on Qin Yun's vital points in an instant, preparing to slam into him with its full weight.
Seeing this, just as Tang San thought that the six-year-old sect master would never be able to dodge such a sudden assault and would surely be defeated in one blow, looking wretched and disgraced—
Just as the attack reached him—
Qin Yun shifted his feet slightly, his figure moving like drifting clouds in the wind, ethereal and unpredictable.
He executed exquisite footwork, his body twisting and changing, making it impossible to distinguish reality from illusion.
Even though the attack was within arm's reach, it always missed by a hair's breadth.
Luo Sanpao's fierce lunges missed one after another; its snout and hooves sliced through the air, leaving only gusts of wind behind. It hadn't even managed to touch a corner of Qin Yun's clothes.
Turning, dodging, side-stepping, spinning.
Qin Yun's figure was as light as a ghost, strolling leisurely amidst the violent shockwaves of soul power. Every dodge was perfectly timed, precisely avoiding every blind spot of the attack.
Yu Xiaogang's pupils constricted, his face filled with disbelief.
He could never have imagined that a six-year-old child would possess such terrifying and peerless movement techniques.
His full-force sneak attack hadn't even managed to brush the corner of his opponent's clothes.
But that made sense; how could Gangzi, who had lived a mediocre life, ever hope to see the scenery visible to the eyes of a genius?
On the contrary, Tang San, watching from the side, saw the familiar footwork in the arena, and his previously bloodshot eyes suddenly brightened.
"Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!"
"I never expected the Sect Master to have reached such a realm at such a young age. Such talent is truly the fortune of our Tang Sect!"
[Tang God King favorability +5, 50/100!]
Huh?
I didn't expect such an unexpected surprise!
"Following the previous draw, I didn't think I'd be able to go for another round so soon. I hope to burst some gold coins out of the Tang God King."
"Besides, the Tang God King during the Douluo I era is still relatively normal. Following this trend, if nothing goes wrong, I should be able to grind his favorability up quickly!"
Some were happy while others were miserable; unlike the leisurely Qin Yun and the awestruck Tang San.
Watching Luo Sanpao being toyed with by Qin Yun, Yu Xiaogang's expression grew increasingly ugly amidst his shock.
As a senior, having his sneak attack easily dodged by a junior was a total loss of face!
"Are you only capable of hiding!"
Furious, Gangzi no longer hesitated as he faced Qin Yun, who wouldn't even engage him in conversation.
His first spirit ring suddenly lit up with a brilliant radiance.
"First Spirit Skill: Farting Like Thunder, Heaven-Shattering Earth-Splitting Luo Sanpao!"
Spirit power, condensed and compressed to an intensely foul degree, caused Luo Sanpao's belly to swell up high, as if it were holding back something massive.
Seeing this scene, Tang San couldn't help but feel anxious.
"Brother Yun, be careful!"
Unlike Tang San's worry, Qin Yun wasn't particularly concerned about Gangzi unleashing his spirit skill.
After all, while everyone else thought Luo Sanpao was holding back a massive blast, he knew it could only drop a massive load!
However, as the saying goes, a mop dipped in filth makes one invincible.
Although Luo Sanpao's spirit skill didn't have much attack power, its insulting nature was off the charts.
"Since you want to play, you better be prepared to suffer the consequences of your own actions!"
"The Sanpao Stinky Fart Shockwave sweeps in all directions, a wide-range area-of-effect attack that is impossible to dodge."
"No matter how exquisite your footwork is, where could you possibly hide!"
Yu Xiaogang sneered in his heart.
Against a wide-range stinky spirit skill, you can only take it head-on. Today, I will let you know the terror of a theoretical spirit master.
Yet, Qin Yun's expression remained calm, showing no signs of panic.
With a "pfft" sound, the moment Luo Sanpao's sphincter relaxed.
Before the yellow mist could erupt, Qin Yun raised his hand and waved, his spirit power flowing freely as he instantly executed the Tang Sect's top-tier technique, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon.
An invisible gravitational force suddenly erupted, precisely locking onto the body of Luo Sanpao in mid-air.
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