Qilin Clone; Fire Qilin's Breath!

Ye Ruilin looked at the eager Wang Tianci, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Although he had no interest in becoming a companion reader, he was somewhat inclined to spar with this group, as there were quite a few exceptionally talented individuals present.

"Very well, then please enlighten me."

He waved his hand and walked toward the crowd.

Wang Tianci was stunned for a moment, then gave a contemptuous laugh and strode after him.

Standing to the side, Ning Xiaoxian saw Ye Ruilin agree and a sly smile flashed across her face.

She then hopped and skipped as she squeezed into the crowd.

Ning Tianlong had not expected Ye Ruilin to agree, but after a moment's thought, he did not step forward to stop him.

These people were all just children, and with him present, no accidents would occur.

Besides, the servant following this boy was no simple character.

Old Wu glanced at the dense crowd and instantly understood his young master's intentions.

Ever since obtaining his soul ring, the young master had never formally engaged in actual combat.

It was clear that the young master wanted to test his strength against his peers.

Ye Ruilin stood in the crowd, moving forward two steps with calm composure.

"Ye Ruilin, Martial Soul Qilin, Level 12 Assault System Battle Soul Master."

Wang Tianci chuckled from the side.

"Wang Tianci, Martial Soul Nether Black Panther, Level 19 Agility System Battle Soul Master."

"Get ready."

As he finished speaking, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes. He suddenly raised his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and struck fiercely toward Ye Ruilin's chest.

The movement was crisp and clean, devoid of any flashy tricks, and he was as agile as a hunting leopard.

Ye Ruilin's eyes narrowed.

From this simple punch, he could feel a powerful force.

Yet, he did not retreat; he knew clearly that retreating would only bolster his opponent's momentum.

A ball of flame appeared in his palm, and he stepped forward with his right foot, closing the distance between them.

Wang Tianci had not expected the boy not only to refuse to retreat but to actually close the distance.

Surprise flashed in his eyes, followed by a cold sneer.

"If you're looking for death, I'll grant your wish."

Just as he thought his fist would land heavily on Ye Ruilin, a surge of scorching energy appeared before him, and a ball of flame exploded right in front of him.

Unable to control himself, Wang Tianci rolled to the side in a disheveled heap.

No one had seen how the flame appeared.

By the time it manifested, it had already detonated in front of Wang Tianci.

The terrifying power made the surrounding onlookers feel a wave of intense heat.

Ye Ruilin did not give Wang Tianci any chance to catch his breath.

Just as Wang Tianci was recovering, his figure had already arrived behind him.

"Do you concede?"

The cold voice came from behind, and Wang Tianci turned his head in astonishment to see Ye Ruilin's calm face.

"Damn it."

"What kind of monster is this kid?"

"You have some tricks, boy, but in the face of an absolute gap in Soul Power Level, these are useless."

With a cold shout, he stood up from the ground once more.

"First Soul Skill, Black Panther Possession."

A yellow soul ring appeared beneath his feet, and a layer of black energy enveloped Wang Tianci in the blink of an eye.

Wang Tianci's figure became incredibly agile, his previously thin frame grew more robust, and his clothes seemed to stretch tight.

His body leaned slightly forward, and his eyes transformed into a cold, emerald green.

Then, a soul ring rose slowly from his feet.

Yellow light flashed, and a powerful surge of soul power rushed forth like a tidal wave.

He held a significant advantage in Soul Power Level.

Seeing this person unleash his soul power, a look of satisfaction finally appeared on Ye Ruilin's face.

A yellow spirit ring soon appeared around his feet.

A Qilin phantom manifested at his side.

"Martial Soul Possession: Fire Qilin."

As the words fell, an identical fiery-red Qilin slowly emerged.

The onlookers all wore expressions of shock at this sight.

"Why does his martial soul have two forms?"

"Could he be a dual-martial-soul genius?"

Countless speculations erupted from the crowd, all eyes fixed in astonishment upon the Fire Qilin.

Compared to the white Qilin that appeared initially, the Fire Qilin looked more imposing and seemed even more violent.

The flames surging across its body carried a trace of berserk energy.

Wang Tianci was somewhat surprised; he hadn't expected this kid to possess two martial souls.

On second thought, the gap in spirit power was something this kid's martial soul couldn't bridge.

He still had a chance to win!

Almost without hesitation, he gathered his strength, moving as fast as lightning as he charged toward Ye Ruilin.

Ye Ruilin's eyes darkened as he unleashed his first spirit skill.

"Dragon Scale Breath."

The Fire Qilin instantly spewed out a wave of heat.

The crowd retreated rapidly, fearing they would be caught in the terrifying spirit power.

Wang Tianci's expression changed; he wanted to flee, but there was nowhere to hide.

The Fire Qilin's attack range had perfectly sealed off all his escape routes, and he couldn't dodge the attack in such a short time.

The scorching heatwave swept over him, and even in his Martial Soul Possession state, Wang Tianci still felt a stinging pain on his skin.

Enduring the pain, Wang Tianci retreated out of the range of Dragon Scale Breath as fast as he could.

He thought he was fast enough, but a figure was faster.

By the time he finally cleared the range of Dragon Scale Breath, a figure had already appeared before him.

"Give up. You are no match for me at all."

Ye Ruilin's expression was indifferent.

This opponent was still somewhat disappointing.

He had only used his first spirit skill, after all.

"Is there anyone else?"

Glancing at the disheveled Wang Tianci, Ye Ruilin swept his gaze across the crowd.

Wang Tianci's face stiffened; he muttered a few words before walking away dejectedly.

He had to admit that he was no match for this person.

The moment the fight began, he had felt a massive suppression coming from the martial soul.

He had originally thought his spirit power level could compensate for this flaw.

Only to discover that the gap between him and his opponent was far more than just the martial soul.

In the crowd, Ning Xiaoxian covered her mouth with her hand, looking at the distinguished youth in surprise.

She knew exactly how strong Senior Brother Wang was.

She hadn't expected that even Senior Brother Wang would be no match for this kid.

Thinking back to how she had provoked him earlier, Ning Xiaoxian's face darkened.

He wouldn't hold a grudge, would he?

Outside the crowd, Ning Tianlong's expression remained normal; he had already gauged Ye Ruilin's strength.

When he saw the Qilin martial soul, he had already deduced Ye Ruilin's identity.

There were no ordinary people coming from that family.

The old man's gaze then fell upon a youth in white robes with loose hair standing in the crowd.

If anyone among this group could suppress this Ye family kid, it would likely only be him.