Hellfire

"How is this possible!"

Yan's expression darkened as he looked at Li Han in shock.

High up in the spectator stands, Xu Ding was also slightly surprised, whispering, "To think this man possesses such immense strength, capable of contending with and even gaining the upper hand against Yan while his Martial Soul is active—he is truly no simple character. Supervisor Zhao, was this a capability he displayed previously?"

Supervisor Zhao shook his head repeatedly.

"No. He has never shown this level of strength before. In the past, he could easily secure victory with just his long spear. No one had ever forced him to use such terrifying physical power."

"To have remained undefeated without even revealing his true strength... this boy is quite extraordinary. If possible, we must recruit him into Martial Soul Hall. It is a pity that he belongs to the Dragon-Snake Family; I fear he will not join us easily."

Xu Ding shook his head slightly, feeling a sense of regret.

"Good lad, you really have some tricks up your sleeve! Let's see how long you can hold out! First Soul Skill! Hell Magma Rush!"

Dark red flames erupted from Yan's body as he charged toward Li Han.

Li Han tapped his foot and dodged instantly. However, Yan was already upon him, and the flames on his body exploded outward! The blast radius was so vast that it engulfed Li Han even as he tried to evade.

"Haha! Getting hit by this soul skill is enough to leave you briefly unconscious! Victory is mine!"

As Yan spoke, he rushed toward Li Han, who had been caught in the blast, and threw a punch, intending to knock him off the arena.

But Li Han did not fall into a stupor as expected; instead, he crossed his arms in front of him, blocking the lingering force of the fiery explosion.

Gold-Devouring Thunder Spear, appear!

Clang!

Yan's fist was instantly blocked by the shaft of the spear. Li Han gripped the weapon with his other hand, spun around, and unleashed a horizontal sweep!

From defense to offense, it was all done in one fluid motion.

Yan had expected to win in a single blow, never imagining he would be forced into a disadvantageous position so quickly. Facing the incoming spear, he hurriedly ducked to dodge. The Gold-Devouring Thunder Spear whistled right over his head, sending a chill down his spine. Had that connected, he would surely have been severely injured in an instant.

The Gold-Devouring Thunder Spear circled Li Han's waist before thrusting toward Yan once more. The speed was so great that Yan, having just dodged, found himself in danger again.

"His spearwork is actually this fast!"

Surprised, Yan's excellent combat instincts kicked in. He flashed to the side, narrowly avoiding the spear tip, and put some distance between himself and Li Han.

As one of the top talents of the younger generation in Martial Soul Hall, his strength was far beyond that of an ordinary person. As the strongest force on the Douluo Continent today, Martial Soul Hall provided Yan with resources beyond what anyone could imagine.

"Second Soul Skill! Granite Rock!"

Yan immediately adjusted his state. Dark red rock armor manifested over his body, and magma seemed to flow along his right arm. Both his defensive and offensive capabilities were significantly enhanced.

Yan threw another punch, the momentum of which was incomparable to his previous strike. Watching that fist, as hard as volcanic rock, Li Han narrowed his eyes and thrust his spear forward!

He poured the full force of his Elephant Armor Skill into this single strike. Though it was just an ordinary thrust, it contained the weight of a thousand jun!

"Die! Watch how I smash that broken spear of yours!"

Yan let out a loud shout, his magma-infused rock arm slamming toward Li Han.

"Break for me!"

Li Han tapped the tip of his spear, striking the rock arm dead center.

Boom!

A shockwave exploded outward, drawing the attention of everyone present.

Meng Yiran gripped her hands tightly, her face full of worry.

Xu Ding frowned slightly, thinking to himself, This kid is being far too arrogant. Facing Yan's second soul skill, he actually hasn't used any soul skills of his own, relying solely on his martial soul to resist.

Is he hiding something? Or is he just too confident in his own strength?

Could he really block Yan's second soul skill using nothing but his martial soul?

At that moment, Xu Ding felt that Li Han was merely arrogant and conceited, but the scene that followed left him speechless.

A cold glint flashed in Li Han's eyes as his Soul Power erupted!

Break the surface with a single point!

A terrifying, sharp aura exploded outward.

In just a moment, the seemingly indestructible Magma Stone Arm actually emitted a cracking sound under the piercing strike of the Gold-Devouring Thunder Spear.

"What!"

Yan's pupils constricted, and he cried out in alarm.

The next moment, his Magma Stone Arm shattered instantly under the bombardment of the Gold-Devouring Thunder Spear!

Debris scattered across the ground, and Yan was sent flying backward, clutching his right arm with his left hand, his face twisted in agony.

"He actually broke it! How is this possible!"

Xu Ding gripped the railing in front of him in shock, his face filled with disbelief.

He knew exactly how powerful Yan's second soul skill was.

Even the third soul skill of an ordinary Soul Elder might not be able to block it.

Yet, right before his eyes, it had been shattered by a single martial soul spear.

Incredible.

This child's talent is likely even greater than I anticipated. It is a true pity for such a figure to remain in the Dragon-Snake Family.

If he cannot be recruited into the Martial Soul Hall, he must not be allowed to grow.

The gaze Xu Ding cast toward Li Han now carried a hint of chill.

Meng Yiran, however, was overjoyed.

"So amazing."

The tougher the opponent, the more Li Han surprised her.

In Meng Yiran's heart, her assessment of Li Han's strength was constantly being rewritten.

"Do you have any other tricks? If not, this fight can end now."

Li Han held the spear in one hand, pointing the tip at Yan not far away, his face indifferent.

Yan was instantly enraged by his attitude.

"Bastard! How dare you look down on me! Fine! I'll let you see just how strong the third soul skill I just acquired is!"

A purple soul ring began to vibrate, and terrifying, scorching flames rose continuously.

Yan spread his arms and roared, stomping his right foot onto the ground. The floor immediately began to crack, and magma bubbled up, creating a truly horrifying sight.

"Third soul skill! Hellfire!"

The arena instantly transformed into a sea of magma, with sparks leaping continuously from the ground, turning into fireballs in the blink of an eye.

Explosions!

Splattering!

Burning!

In an instant, the arena had become a hell of magma.

"This soul skill is somewhat interesting."

Li Han raised an eyebrow, finally becoming a bit more serious.

The scorching heat radiating from beneath his feet made him grow more solemn.

It was worthy of being a thousand-year soul skill; it was certainly not bad.

"Die!"

Yan shouted, and a barrage of fireballs surged wildly toward Li Han!

"Fireballs?"

The corners of Li Han's mouth curled up in disdain.

If he didn't want to reveal too many of his trump cards right now, a single Fireball Technique of his own would be enough to teach Yan a lesson.

The power of these incoming fireballs was nowhere near that of his Fireball Technique.

Li Han moved his hands rapidly, dancing the Gold-Devouring Thunder Spear. A series of whistling sounds filled the air as he struck down the incoming fireballs one by one.

Sparks showered everywhere, yet not a single one landed on Li Han.

Every time the spear tip struck a fireball, the sound was deafening, making the terrifying explosive power within clearly palpable.

Yet, Li Han's hands did not tremble in the slightest, each swing executed with absolute stability.

Seeing such a dazzling display, the spectators gasped in succession.

Yan, meanwhile, wore an expression as if he had seen a ghost.

"He actually blocked them all?"