Kite-Flying Style

Chapter 37: Kite-Flying Style

"So arrogant. Then let this old man see how you plan to defeat me." A hint of anger appeared on Light Feather Douluo's face.

At the Worship Hall, the Elders sensed the Soul Power fluctuations from the back mountain and emerged from seclusion one after another. They were all old men over eighty, a hundred, or even a hundred and fifty years old. By now, they were almost wholly focused on pursuing higher realms, and emotions like joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness had faded considerably.

But seclusion was dull and tedious. Aside from matters concerning their descendants and clans, battle was the spice of life. Hearing that Qian Xunji could defeat Light Feather Douluo without using his domain piqued their interest.

The Six-Winged Angel was powerful, but among the soul masters who had broken through to become Titled Douluo and entered the Worship Hall, who had not been a genius? Whose martial soul was weak?

Qian Xunji raised his arm and flicked his wrist. The Sacred Sword shot forth at lightning speed, blazing with fierce golden flames as it flew toward Light Feather Douluo. At the same time, the first soul ring beneath Qian Xunji's feet lit up, golden Soul Power gathering around his fist to form a golden shield—Angel Assault.

"Is that all? Sixth Soul Skill, Ice Crystal Shield."

Light Feather Douluo's sixth soul ring lit up. A pair of wings formed from ice crystals appeared behind him, and as he raised his bow, icy-blue Soul Power transformed into a shield.

The flames trailing the Sacred Sword collided with the Ice Crystal Shield, producing a moderate explosion. A dense web of cracks appeared across the ice crystals, but the shield withstood the impact. After all, Qian Xunji had merely thrown the Sacred Sword, and it contained little Soul Power.

Light Feather Douluo still held up the Ice Crystal Shield, which was about to collide with Qian Xunji's Angel Assault. There was no need to think about it—Angel Assault could not shatter Light Feather Douluo's Ice Crystal Shield.

The Elders could vaguely guess how the battle would proceed: the eighth and ninth soul rings would light up, and Qian Xunji and Light Feather Douluo would begin trading attacks. If Qian Xunji's earlier confidence was genuine, then that 100,000 Year Soul Ring had likely granted him an immensely powerful soul skill, one capable of defeating Light Feather Douluo.

Aside from Golden Crocodile Douluo, the Elders had grown curious about the power of a 100,000 Year Soul Ring. After all, none of them had ever witnessed one, and when Golden Crocodile Douluo sparred with them, he would not use his 100,000-year soul skill.

Qian Xunji's thought process was naturally different from those Elders'. To him, a ninth soul skill was something to be used either when the killing threshold had been reached, to destroy the opponent in one stroke, or as a show of force.

Just as Angel Assault was about to collide with the Ice Crystal Shield, Qian Xunji's second soul ring lit up.

Angel Wings—his body became ethereal, rendering him immune to all physical attacks and fifty percent of energy attacks. Its effect was similar to the Void soul skill Xiao Wu had bestowed upon Tang San through her sacrifice.

Using the Void soul skill, Qian Xunji passed through Light Feather Douluo's Ice Crystal Shield—and through Light Feather Douluo's body as well.

This was Heart Separation Control!

Light Feather Douluo came back to his senses. He had just withdrawn his sixth soul skill and was about to counterattack when a sword was already pressed against his neck. It was not the Sacred Sword, but a sword Qian Xunji had casually condensed from Soul Power. He had also dispersed the Angel Assault around his right fist. After all, he could not truly beat up one of the Elders. They were family, and if he injured him, he would have to treat him.

"Fifth Uncle, you lost."

A Titled Douluo could be mobbed by an army of 100,000 until their Soul Power was exhausted, then killed by spears. That proved that once a Titled Douluo lost their Soul Power, their physical strength was not much greater than that of an ordinary person.

Qian Xunji's Angel Spirit Power could also purify Soul Power. With his sword at the throat of Light Feather Douluo, who used a tool-type martial soul, it meant Light Feather Douluo had no chance whatsoever to turn the tables.

"I lost. I never expected Heart Separation Control could be used like this."

Light Feather Douluo sighed. A Titled Douluo only had nine soul skills. After using the seventh, eighth, and ninth soul skills once each, little Soul Power would remain. On top of that, soul skills had cooldowns. Thus, aside from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, virtually no great clan took the ultimate art of Heart Separation Control seriously. This time, he had truly lost to Heart Separation Control.

Qian Xunji comforted him. "The effect of an ultimate art depends primarily on when its user employs it. If Fifth Uncle had been prepared, this tactic of mine definitely would not have worked."

"Fourth Uncle, it's your turn. I know you're watching this battle. Come on."

Qian Xunji returned to the dueling arena and called toward the Worship Hall. Light Feather Douluo temporarily lost any desire to return to seclusion and instead stood at the edge of the arena, preparing to watch the next battle.

Qian Xunji suddenly looked up.

Boom!

A burly figure descended from the sky like a fortress, accompanied by a piercing howl of wind. His feet slammed heavily into the ground. In an instant, fine cracks silently spread across the dark granite floor beneath his feet. The moment he landed, Qian Xunji clearly felt the ground tremble violently. Then, a rough voice rang out from within the dust.

"Hahaha, Your Holiness, this old man won't make the same mistake Light Feather did. That sword formed from your Soul Power won't even pierce my hide."

The rough voice naturally belonged to the Fourth Elder, Mighty Lion Douluo. The Elders of the Worship Hall addressed one another as brothers, their rankings determined by strength.

The nine soul rings beneath Qian Xunji's feet lit up once more, and the Six-Winged Angel martial soul appeared behind him.

Mighty Lion Douluo was taken aback. "Your Holiness, don't you need to recover after your duel with Light Feather?"

Qian Xunji shook his head and smiled faintly. "No need. To put it bluntly, Fourth Uncle, I'll defeat you even more easily than I defeated Fifth Uncle."

"Then let this old man see how Your Holiness plans to defeat me."

Seeing Qian Xunji act as though victory was already assured, anger rose in Mighty Lion Douluo's eyes. His martial soul was the Blazing Lion. Influenced by the king of beasts, the lion, he had been extremely promiscuous in his youth. Coupled with the pride of the king of beasts and the arrogance that came from cultivating to his current realm, his pride far surpassed that of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The two yellow, two purple, and five black soul rings beneath Mighty Lion Douluo's feet lit up. He transformed into a gigantic lion the size of a small mountain, its neck covered in mane and flames burning across its entire body, including its tail.

Within the dueling arena, which had a radius of two hundred meters, Mighty Lion Douluo's body alone occupied a full fifth of the space.

Qian Xunji rose into the air, Soul Power gathering in both fists. Without using any soul skill, he launched one golden fist imprint after another.

Mighty Lion Douluo raised his massive arm and blocked every fist imprint aimed at his head.

"Such weak attacks are useless against me."

After blocking a wave of attacks, Mighty Lion Douluo also leaped into the air and pounced at Qian Xunji. Angel Spirit Power could purify the Soul Power within a soul master's body. After Mighty Lion Douluo blocked several of Qian Xunji's punches, Angel Spirit Power entered his body through his arm, and a portion of his Soul Power had already been purified.

Faced with the enormous lion paw sweeping toward him, Qian Xunji beat his wings again and retreated backward. Mighty Lion Douluo's attack missed, followed by another golden fist imprint striking his body. Its force was not great, but all of its Angel Spirit Power entered Mighty Lion Douluo's body, causing the Soul Power within him to dissipate even faster.

From the Elders' perspective, Qian Xunji seemed to be circling Mighty Lion Douluo. Mighty Lion Douluo simply could not catch up to him. Every attack was evaded as Qian Xunji circled away and retreated, while nearly all of Qian Xunji's long-range attacks struck Mighty Lion Douluo.

This was the Kite-Flying Style. When both your speed and attack range surpassed your opponent's, you could effortlessly drag them to death.