Qian Renxue Is Only Second?

[Top Ten Young Geniuses of Douluo Ranking!]

[TOP 2: Qian Renxue!]

"How is that possible?!"

"How could Xue'er only be in second place?!"

Inside Spirit Hall's Pope's Palace, Qian Daoliu stared at the ranking on the Sky Screen and instantly lost his composure.

His voice was filled with disbelief and fury.

In his eyes, Qian Renxue possessed unparalleled potential and should have been the undisputed first place!

She was now a genuine Soul Emperor powerhouse.

Among those participating in the Spirit Master Tournament, no one could possibly be her match!

Inside the Crown Prince's Mansion in Heaven Dou City, Qian Renxue, dressed in white, sat quietly, emanating a cold and aloof aura.

As she looked at the ranking on the Sky Screen, her delicate brows furrowed tightly. Her face was full of disbelief, and her jade-like hand suddenly clenched her sleeve.

At first, she had been completely confident in her ranking, remaining calm and composed. She had even thought about how to use the reward.

With her strength, she had absolute confidence in taking first place.

Then she would receive the reward of increasing each of her six Spirit Rings by ten thousand years.

Perhaps with the help of that reward, her Soul Power could break through to level seventy in one go and enter the ranks of Soul Saints!

But she had never imagined that she would only rank second!

Just how powerful was the person in first place, the one who had surpassed her?

Inside Spirit Hall's Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong sat upon the papal throne, clenching her fists tightly.

Icy coldness churned in her eyes.

Although she had long known that Qian Renxue possessed extraordinary potential, upon seeing that name, the image of that man still surfaced uncontrollably in her mind.

That man who had brought her endless pain and disaster!

She gritted her teeth so hard that she nearly crushed her molars. Intense hatred roiled in her eyes, and the killing intent around her almost overflowed.

However, compared to her complicated feelings toward Qian Renxue, she was even more interested in that mysterious first-place contender. A hint of curiosity flashed through her eyes.

Anyone capable of surpassing Qian Renxue, who possessed the Angel Martial Soul, had to be unfathomably powerful and no ordinary person.

She silently prayed in her heart, hoping only that this person was not another student of Shrek Academy.

After all, Shrek Academy was filled with hidden talents. It had not only people from the Star Luo Empire, but also disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the Clear Sky Sect.

Those forces were all sworn enemies utterly incompatible with Spirit Hall!

"So this is second place?"

"She really is a big sister on Mother's level!"

Stelle raised her round little head. Her bright eyes stared fixedly at the Sky Screen floating in midair, her tone filled with undisguised curiosity.

On the Sky Screen, a slender and upright figure stood quietly.

It was Qian Renxue. She looked only a little over twenty, yet her skin was whiter than snow and so delicate it seemed as though it could break with a puff of breath.

She had a straight, elegant nose and slightly narrow phoenix eyes that tilted upward, carrying a coldness that kept others at a distance.

Her face was breathtakingly beautiful. Merely looking at her from afar was enough to leave one dazed.

She wore a golden work dress, its fabric woven from fine Golden Threads, without excessive or complicated decorative patterns.

Its style was ancient yet elegant. A high golden collar fit perfectly around her long, snow-white neck.

Her dazzling golden hair, like sunlight, fell casually down her back. It was soft and fluffy, carrying a lazy sort of disorder as though it had not been carefully combed.

That casual, uninhibited appearance formed a stark contrast with the neat, crisp work dress she wore.

Looking at Qian Renxue like this, Stelle immediately thought of Aglaea, Amphoreus's Mother.

"Mimi..."

Stelle stretched out her short neck and called the Qian Renxue on the Sky Screen Mother or something?

Mimi, floating beside Stelle, could not help rolling her eyes. Disgusted, it shifted several steps away.

Its expression practically said that if it stayed around Stelle too long, it might be infected and become an idiot.

Stelle lowered her eyelids and glanced carelessly at Mimi.

What kind of look was this little Mimi giving her?

Did it believe that once it evolved and grew up into Da Xilian, she would hug Da Xilian and call it Mother too?

The Sky Screen contained very little information about Qian Renxue, only a few lines of black text clearly displayed before everyone.

[Qian Renxue, age twenty-four, Soul Power level sixty-nine.]

[Spirit Ring configuration: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black.]

[Martial Soul: Six-Winged Angel! Innate Soul Power level twenty!]

The moment they saw this information, Spirit Masters across the entire continent erupted. Every one of them was stunned, gasping sharply.

Qian Renxue was only two or three years older than Spirit Hall's Golden Generation.

Yet she was already a level sixty-nine Soul Emperor powerhouse. It looked as though she was only one step away from breaking through to the Soul Saint level!

Everyone had believed the Golden Generation were already the finest among the younger generation, heaven-blessed prodigies favored by fate.

They had never imagined there was an unparalleled powerhouse like Qian Renxue, someone far more outstanding than them!

A level sixty-nine Soul Emperor would be able to dominate any team they joined, slaughtering their way across the Spirit Master Tournament arena without resistance!

More and more participating Spirit Masters felt utterly disheartened. Their faces were filled with despair, and even the light in their eyes dimmed.

They truly had no hope left in this year's Spirit Master Tournament.

The opposing camp had three Soul Kings and a Soul Emperor who was nearly a Soul Saint.

What could Soul Elders like them, who generally only had three Spirit Rings, use to contend against them?

What could they use to fight for that distant, unreachable champion's throne?

However, Stelle in the crowd became excited, her eyes shining brilliantly.

She put one hand on her hip, puffed out her round little chest, and stared intensely at Qian Renxue on the Sky Screen as she shouted:

"Since you're ranked second, you must be the strongest among this continent's younger generation!"

"Once the ranking is over, I'll definitely find you and have a proper match with you!"

Stelle made that outrageously arrogant declaration without any concern for who might hear it, her voice crisp and loud.

At that moment, everyone around her was too absorbed in Qian Renxue's information to pull themselves free. The air seemed frozen, so quiet that a needle dropping could be heard.

Thus, Stelle's clear voice sounded especially abrupt and loud, and more than half the people around her heard it clearly.

"This little gray-haired girl is acting crazy again. I thought she'd finally settle down for a while!"

Someone in the crowd rolled their eyes dramatically and could not help muttering in contempt.

"What a big mouth! That's the second-ranked genius, a Soul Emperor powerhouse with level sixty-nine cultivation!"

"You little gray-haired girl spend all day picking up trash. What good Martial Soul could you possibly have?"

"I think that little pink thing beside you is your Martial Soul, right?"

"Your Martial Soul does not even have a single Spirit Ring. Hehehe, and you do not have the slightest trace of Soul Power fluctuations either!"

"Could it be that you are not even a Spirit Master?"

"What audacity! You want to challenge the second greatest genius of our Douluo Continent!"

"Who do you think you are? Do you think you're first place?"

The waves of mockery pierced her ears like needles.

Yet Stelle did not care in the slightest. She still held her little face high, looking arrogant and fearless.

Elsewhere, Ma Hongjun looked at the ranking on the Sky Screen, his expression turning utterly ugly. His whole face was dark.

The Genius Ranking had already announced second place, yet his name had never appeared.

His wish to make the list had been completely shattered.

With his current strength, he could not possibly be a match for a Soul Emperor powerhouse like Qian Renxue. He was not even qualified to compare himself to her.

He vented all his resentment on Stelle.

He glared viciously in Stelle's direction, his teeth grinding loudly as dense brutality churned in his eyes.

That damn girl had actually dared to ignore him!

Tonight, he would definitely drag this little gray-haired girl somewhere deserted and teach her a harsh lesson!

Then Ma Hongjun turned toward Stelle and shouted a sharp, piercing laugh.

"You trash-picking brat, stop getting in our way!"

"I'm telling you, you're finished tonight. Just wait for me!"

The people of Shrek Academy, especially the boys, had always been very united.

They could all tell that Ma Hongjun had probably suffered greatly at Stelle's hands these past few days.

He had surely been fiercely mocked by this little gray-haired girl, who looked like a top-tier mature beauty.

In their eyes, they were all lofty Spirit Masters, heaven's favored children.

Meanwhile, Stelle did not have even the slightest bit of Soul Power. She was nothing more than an ordinary person.

Ordinary people should obediently become attachments to Spirit Masters and bow their heads in submission before them.

Yet she had actually dared to mock their companion. She truly did not know the immensity of heaven and earth and had invited her own death!