Qualitative Leap

[Hearing this, Bibi Dong spoke almost instinctively.]

["No!"]

[Then she stepped forward, directly blocking in front of Su Chen.]

[Those beautiful eyes were filled with unmasking worry.]

["Your injuries just healed, yet you're in such a rush to fight."]

["What will happen if something else goes wrong?"]

[Bibi Dong spoke extremely fast.]

[Clearly, she was truly panicked.]

[She had finally watched Su Chen walk back from the gates of hell, so naturally she was unwilling to let him take risks again the moment he woke up.]

[Faced with Bibi Dong's obstruction, Su Chen's expression remained calm.]

["It's fine."]

["I know my own body best."]

[Nearby, Ye Zhanming spoke up in agreement as well.]

["Her Ladyship Saintess need not worry too much."]

["Little friend Su Chen's current physical condition has thoroughly improved."]

[Hearing even Ye Zhanming say this, Bibi Dong gently bit her red lips and slowly stepped back.]

[Seeing this, Gui Mei spoke in a low voice.]

["Good."]

["Since you want to test it, this old man will spar with you."]

[Su Chen said.]

["Elder Gui, for this practice, I will only strike one blow, and in this blow, I will use my full strength."]

["I want to see just to what extent my full-strength strike can reach right now."]

["Fine."]

[Gui Mei replied.]

[Soon, everyone retreated, clearing a large open space for the two of them.]

[Su Chen and Gui Mei stood facing each other.]

[Hum!]

[In an instant, a formidable surge of Gang Qi erupted explosively from within Su Chen's body.]

[Pale golden currents of air swirled wildly around Su Chen's body, his robes snapping in the wind.]

[Seeing this, everyone present was startled.]

[They could clearly sense that what Su Chen was releasing at this moment was an aura far more tyrannical, profound, and sacred than Soul Power.]

[Seeing this, the look of appreciation for Su Chen in Gui Mei's eyes grew even stronger.]

[Because he clearly sensed that this power erupting from Su Chen's body actually held a faint suppression over him.]

[This feeling was something he had previously only felt from two people.]

[One was the Great Elder, Qian Daoliu.]

[The other was the Pope, Qian Xunji.]

[That belonged to the natural suppression of a light-attribute Soul Master against a dark-attribute Soul Master.]

[Yet the problem was that Su Chen's cultivation level differed from his by nearly thirty ranks, and they were comparing a Soul Master to a Title Douluo at that.]

[One had to know that ordinary Soul Douluo were no different from ordinary people in front of Title Douluo, so one could imagine just how vast the gap between Su Chen and Gui Mei truly was.]

[Yet under these circumstances, Su Chen could still make him produce a feeling of being suppressed.]

[Just as Gui Mei's mind was shaken,]

[Su Chen in the arena finally moved.]

[He slowly raised his right hand.]

[Five fingers joined together, pointing straight at the firmament.]

[Instantly, the churning pale golden Gang Qi around his body surged upward frantically, as if guided by some kind of traction.]

[Hum! Hum! Hum!]

[The air trembled incessantly.]

[Visible strands of golden currents of air rose from all directions.]

[In merely a few breaths,]

[an extremely dazzling ball of golden light appeared above Su Chen's head.]

[That ball of light grew larger and larger.]

[And brighter and brighter.]

[In the end, it was almost like a small sun suspended in midair.]

[The blinding golden light caused the surrounding people to instinctively squint their eyes.]

[The next instant,]

[that ball of light began to change.]

[It transformed into a giant sword, suspended in the air.]

[The body of the sword was entirely golden-white.]

[At the edges, however, an edge close to blazing white circulated.]

[There were no flashy patterns upon it.]

[What it possessed was only the purest, most tyrannical, supremely vigorous and yang aura.]

[Su Chen at this moment, standing beneath that huge sword of light, robes fluttering, brows and eyes calm.]

[Powerful.]

[Dazzling.]

[Making it impossible for anyone to look away.]

[Bibi Dong only felt her heart beating wildly without stop, and Liu Erlong's favorable impression was also rising rapidly.]

[The next moment,]

[accompanied by Su Chen's voice falling,]

["Holy Radiance Judgment Sword."]

[The huge sword of light suspended in the high altitude abruptly slashed downward toward Gui Mei.]

[The moment this sword slashed out, the void seemed to be torn apart.]

[The ear-piercing sound of breaking air resounded through the entire area.]

[The golden-white sword light resembled heavenly light cascading down.]

[The speed reached the absolute extreme.]

[Seeing this, Gui Mei's pupils abruptly contracted.]

[Without the slightest hesitation, he directly activated his Martial Soul Avatar.]

[At the same time, he drove all the Soul Power in his entire body, wanting to meet this sword head-on.]

[Yet the moment that huge sword of light was about to truly land on the top of his head,]

[Gui Mei's expression changed abruptly.]

[Because at this very moment, his keen perception sensed an aura of danger.]

[Immediately afterward, with almost no hesitation, Gui Mei directly gave up on resisting head-on.]

[His foot flashed, and his entire body retreated violently.]

[Leaving behind almost an afterimage in place, he had already appeared dozens of meters away.]

[And the very next instant after he withdrew,]

[that huge sword of light thoroughly slashed onto the ground ahead.]

[Boom!!!]

[A deafening loud noise exploded violently.]

[The berserk wave of air, carrying shattered stones and smoke, swept frantically in all directions.]

[The surrounding trees were shaken crooked and knocked over on the spot.]

[A long sword mark tore forward all the way from the landing point.]

[The sword mark extended a full dozens of zhang in length.]

[The absolute center had even transformed into a deep gully.]

[And on both sides of the gully, scorched black and melted marks left by high-temperature burning remained.]

[Witnessing this scene, everyone present was practically stunned dumb.]

[Gui Mei's back felt even faintly chilled.]

[Su Chen's strike was simply too shocking to the world; if he hadn't chosen to evade just now, but instead forcefully taken it relying on his Title Douluo cultivation,]

[then the result probably wouldn't have felt very good either, and injury would have been unavoidable.]

[Thinking of this, when Gui Mei looked at Su Chen again, his gaze had completely changed.]

[There was no longer half a cent's intention of treating the other party as an ordinary junior.]

[Because Su Chen at this moment truly possessed the qualifications to make him take him seriously.]

Meanwhile, outside the Sky Screen, countless viewers were also collectively stunned at this moment.

Almost everyone was deeply shocked by the sword Su Chen had just unleashed.

A moment later, the entire Sky Screen completely exploded.

[Oscar]: This is way too strong!

[Dugu Bo]: Hahahaha, good, what a fine Su Chen!

[Qian Daoliu]: This Su Chen is truly worthy of being called an peerless freak, actually able to comprehend a cultivation method right between life and death.

[Qian Daoliu]: And that condensed Gang Qi, the supremely vigorous and yang aura contained within it, is completely sufficient to rival the Angel Soul Power of our Angel Clan—truly, the younger generation is to be feared!

With Qian Daoliu's speech, for a time, the bullet comment section became even livelier.

On the mainland, there might be those who did not know Qian Daoliu and had never seen the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, but everyone had heard of the legend of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

This was hailed as the strongest Light-Type Martial Soul!

Yet Su Chen, relying on the Gang Qi he condensed himself, could actually match the strongest Light-Type Martial Soul—how could this not shock people?

In Heaven Dou City, within the Crown Prince Mansion.

Qian Renxue's originally calm face was also already filled with shock.

She stared fixedly at Su Chen in the Sky Screen, not moving her gaze away for a long time.

Her feeling was profound; the power of Su Chen's sword was already sufficient to rival the strength of a Soul Sage, or even a Soul Douluo.

At least from her perspective, she definitely couldn't withstand it.

At this moment, the arrogance in Qian Renxue's heart had completely vanished.

In the past, she only felt that her innate soul power of rank twenty meant her talent was already unrivaled.

Yet Su Chen's appearance clearly and truly told her what a true genius was.

Su Chen had cultivated for a total of less than eight years, yet he had already surpassed her sixteen years of cultivation.