Yan VS Ling Yu

Ling Yu still wore a smile as he calmly looked at Yan before him.

However, compared to Ling Yu's casual demeanor, Yan was extremely serious. He did not know where the other party got the confidence to agree to this spar, but since the Pope had accepted him as a personal disciple, he must have some unknown strength.

His mind was not particularly sharp, but his instincts in battle were remarkably accurate.

Xie Yue stood quietly to one side. He was already prepared to step in and save Ling Yu if he was about to be defeated, so neither side would hurt their relationship.

The three each wore different expressions, but somewhere none of them knew about, Bibi Dong held Hu Liena's hand while Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yue Guan, stood behind them. The three stood above them, taking in everyone's performance from beginning to end.

Unlike Bibi Dong and Yue Guan's indifference, Hu Liena clenched her fists tightly against her chest as she watched Ling Yu with concern on her face.

A gust of wind passed by, and Yan's red pupils became even deeper. "Flame Lord, possess me!"

Following his roar, a rock giant completely wrapped in flames appeared behind him!

Then, his already burly body grew several sizes larger, and burning stones tightly covered his body, making him look like a miniature version of his Martial Soul.

"My Martial Soul is an ancient beast Martial Soul with dual fire-and-earth attributes—the Flame Lord. Rank 29, a two-ringed Battle Soul Master! Please advise me!"

"Ling Yu, Rank 11, one-ringed Soul Master!"

Watching his opponent's drastic transformation, Ling Yu summoned his Sharingan as well. His black pupils instantly turned red, becoming single-tomoe Sharingan, and a sinister charm radiated from him.

Yan stared fixedly into his eyes. The appearance of this Martial Soul actually sent a chill through his heart.

As expected of a Soul Master with Innate Full Soul Power!

"Second Soul Skill, Granite Rock!"

The instant Ling Yu's Martial Soul appeared, the second yellow Soul Ring around Yan's body lit up. In the blink of an eye, the fiery red rocks covering his body turned black-gold, and one could tell at a glance that they were incredibly hard.

"My second Soul Skill, Granite Rock, increases my defense by one hundred percent and my attack by fifty percent for half an hour. Be careful!"

With that, Yan stomped heavily on the ground and lunged toward Ling Yu at high speed.

"Too slow!"

Watching the other party charge at him, Ling Yu silently stood where he was. Just as Yan thought Ling Yu intended to take the blow head-on, Ling Yu slightly turned aside past his fist and dodged the charge by a hair's breadth.

"Although your second Soul Skill greatly boosts both your defense and attack, it also drastically lowers your speed. At that speed, before these eyes of mine, you're like a turtle crawling!"

Ling Yu was clearly somewhat disappointed by Yan's strength. But when Yan saw that this boy, five or six years younger than himself, actually dared to look down on him, anger immediately rose in his heart.

"Hmph, it's not over yet!"

Yan turned to look at Ling Yu's slender figure, and another yellow Soul Ring on his body began to glow.

"First Soul Skill, Hell Magma Rush!"

The moment his words fell, several red pillars of magma burst from the ground, tightly encasing Ling Yu's body as torrents of magma rushed toward him.

Seeing this, Xie Yue's pupils contracted. He was just about to move and stop Yan from seriously injuring him.

But the next scene made his raised foot stop in place.

"Water Release: Exploding Water Colliding Wave!"

Ling Yu rapidly formed hand seals before his chest. His lips puckered, and his chest swelled high.

Boom!

A massive wave burst from his mouth. The surging torrent produced billowing white smoke the instant it came into contact with the magma, and the steam produced by the clash of hot and cold instantly shrouded the grounds before Pope's Palace.

At this sudden sight, whether it was Xie Yue, Yan, or the three figures standing in the air above, all of them stared at the scene in dumbfounded shock.

"Xiao Yu, when did he..."

Yue Guan was utterly incredulous to see that Ling Yu could actually control water-element power as well. Hadn't they said his Martial Soul was an eye? How could he manipulate water too?!

Could he be using the tears from his eyes? Did he really have that many damn tears?

Bibi Dong also revealed an uncertain expression, but when she recalled the terrifying sight in Sacred Soul Forest that had blanketed the entire continent, she accepted it.

She had long since witnessed how extraordinary this disciple was.

One more ability was nothing surprising.

But compared to the reactions of those two powerhouses, Hu Liena's response was even more intense. Looking at her carefree and dashing junior disciple below, along with his even more perfect features after summoning his Martial Soul, her eyes were practically about to fill with hearts!

Who said only beautiful women could attract attention? Handsome men could be the center of attention too!

She pressed her tightly clenched fists to her chest, feeling her heart pound fiercely. A deep blush surfaced on her pretty, seductive face, making her breathtakingly beautiful.

"How... how is that possible?"

As the white mist before him dispersed, Yan watched a black-clad figure emerge from it. The gentle smile on his face was exactly the same as at the beginning, without the slightest change.

"Since you've finished making your move, it's my turn now!"

Ling Yu once again rapidly formed hand seals before his chest. "Fire Release, Flame Bullet!"

Whoosh!

A fireball burst from Ling Yu's mouth and rapidly expanded in midair. Soon, under Yan's terrified gaze, a fireball three meters in diameter shot toward him.

The fireball was extremely fast. Compared to the Great Fireball, Flame Bullet was less powerful, but it was faster. Moreover, this ninjutsu was just right for dealing with Yan, who was only Rank 29!

Yan wanted to move his body, but Granite Rock had made him far heavier, leaving him incredibly slow. Faced with the massive fireball rushing at him, he had no time to dodge!

Just as he thought the fireball was about to strike him, its trajectory suddenly curved, shooting into the sky.

Boom!

As the fireball rose higher and higher, a loud explosion rang out, and a fiery red firework bloomed in the sky!

This was a Spiritual Power manipulation technique Ling Yu had figured out before. Compared to Chakra, once ninjutsu was released, it was difficult to change its direction. Spiritual Power was different. While releasing ninjutsu, the Spiritual Power within it allowed Ling Yu to slightly control its trajectory.

This was far more threatening than simply releasing ninjutsu. After all, a ninjutsu that could turn and one that could only travel in a straight line were entirely different concepts.

However, this ninjutsu also consumed quite a lot of Ling Yu's energy, nearly one-tenth of it!

Ling Yu walked over to Yan and extended a hand, easily pulling the burly boy, who was half-lying on the ground with vacant eyes, to his feet with one hand.

Feeling the strength coming from Ling Yu's arm, Yan once again looked at the boy before him in astonishment.

This strength...

Was greater than his!

"I... I lost!"

Yan wanted to say something, but in the end, he dejectedly admitted defeat.