Lin Yan VS Gale Demon Wolf Spirit Saint

"Who goes there?"

"Could it be Tang Hao?"

Lin Yan hovered in mid-air, holding Wen Ruan, his heart filled with an indescribable sense of unease.

Could it be that even though he had tried his best to avoid conflict with Tang San during the day, he had still managed to incur Tang Hao's dissatisfaction?

That guy was far too petty.

"Hm? No, that's not it!"

"A Spirit Saint?"

After steadying himself, the figure who had just launched the attack was revealed to Lin Yan's sight.

Beneath a smooth, clean black robe, seven spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—pulsed slowly, radiating the pressure unique to a powerful Spirit Saint.

[Seventh Spirit Skill: Martial Soul Avatar!]

Seeing that his first strike had failed, the black-robed Spirit Saint immediately unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar.

A massive, cyan Gale Demon Wolf phantom solidified in the blink of an eye.

"Gale Demon Wolf?"

"I've never heard of this person. What's his background?"

Lin Yan recognized the opponent's martial soul, and at the same time, he instantly completed his Martial Soul Possession.

[First Spirit Skill: Fire Demon God Spear!]

Lin Yan had no time to comfort Wen Ruan; he released the young girl and charged straight out, brandishing his long spear.

Purple-red and cyan colors quickly intertwined.

Facing a Spirit Saint, Lin Yan felt not a shred of fear.

After all, his previous opponents had been people like She Long and Ci Xue.

Although Lin Yan could not truly defeat a Titled Douluo, when it came to combat techniques and the mechanics of martial soul spirit skills, there were truly few people on this continent who could surpass him.

His spear struck like a dragon!

With the Gale Demon Wolf Spirit Saint not yet using his trump cards, Lin Yan even had the illusion that he held the initiative.

He could even tell that the person before him did not seem to have any lethal hostility toward him; instead, it felt more like... passive compliance.

"What is going on? What is this guy's background?"

"He doesn't seem to be testing my strength, nor does he seem determined to take my life. Then what is the purpose of his attack?"

In the midst of the battle, Lin Yan had gradually begun to figure out the opponent's style.

The rhythm of passive dodging, defending, and parrying meant that neither of them had gained a clear advantage, nor had they fallen into a disadvantageous position, in the short term.

Lin Yan was even more bewildered.

He decided to slow down his attack rhythm for a moment to probe the opponent's intentions.

However, the very next instant, when he failed to perfectly chain his attacks, the Spirit Saint seemed to have suddenly seized the opportunity.

The Soul Power around his body surged, and the sixth spirit ring beneath his feet suddenly shone with a brilliant light.

[Sixth Spirit Skill: Demon Wolf Shadow Kill!]

Several cyan light blades imbued with wind-attribute energy swept toward him instantly. The power behind them was absolutely enough to slay an undefended Spirit Saint of the same level.

Fortunately, Lin Yan had intentionally exposed a flaw and was well-prepared.

He rotated his body to borrow momentum, swinging his long spear in a "full moon" arc, shattering the light blade attack in a single strike.

"Hm? That's not right!"

The feedback from the spear shaft felt unreal to Lin Yan, as if the light blades were meant to shatter on their own.

His spear tip had merely accelerated the process.

Sure enough, the subsequent light blades confirmed Lin Yan's suspicions.

The three original light blade attacks in the arena rapidly split, and upon seeing Lin Yan, they simply bypassed him...

"Not good! This guy's target is the little senior sister."

[Spirit Bone Skill: Teleportation!]

The second he saw the fragmented light blades bypass him, Lin Yan quickly guessed the Spirit Saint's true objective.

Activating the "Teleportation" skill, which had evolved from his External Soul Bone Dragon Wings, Lin Yan flashed to Wen Ruan's side, grabbed the girl, and flew violently toward the sky.

Rumble~

Several light blades struck the ground, triggering a series of explosions.

The remaining light blades that had missed the ground curved around and continued to pursue the pair.

[Third Spirit Skill: Dragon Breath!]

Lin Yan's third spirit ring shone brightly beneath his feet, and he instantly spewed forth a torrent of churning flames from his mouth.

Roar~

Ten-thousand-year spirit skill against ten-thousand-year spirit skill, area-of-effect against area-of-effect.

The flames quickly engulfed the remaining light blades, neutralizing the weakened, fragmented attacks entirely.

Only then did the two of them escape the crisis.

Fury surged within Lin Yan; he had not expected that this person's target was actually Wen Ruan.

He immediately raised his long spear, prepared to unleash his full firepower to finish off his opponent.

However... the black-robed figure, shrouded in cyan Soul Power, saw that the assassination of Wen Ruan had failed and transformed into a streak of light, fleeing toward the horizon.

"What? He ran?"

Lin Yan was stunned and furious.

But his reason told him: do not pursue!

It was still unclear whether the opponent had accomplices, or if the target was truly Wen Ruan or himself.

Acting on impulse would only lead to a passive position.

Coincidentally, the Guard Army in the city arrived at the scene at that very moment.

With that, Lin Yan had no choice but to let it go for now and fly with Wen Ruan toward Shrek Academy.

Late at night.

The exclusive dormitory of Shrek Academy.

After what had happened, Lin Yan was in no mood to get a hotel room in the city with Wen Ruan, so he simply returned to Shrek; at the very least, Spirit Saints like Flender were stationed here.

Inside the room, Lin Yan held Wen Ruan, whose delicate body was still trembling in his arms.

"Are you alright, little senior?"

The young girl raised her eyes, the fear within them impossible to hide.

"Lin Yan, who was that person?"

"Why did he want to kill us?"

Wen Ruan was just a girl raised in an ordinary family; her horizons were narrow and her courage small. Furthermore, Lin Yan had intentionally kept her away from conflict...

So, facing a situation where she had nearly lost her life today, her mind had long since gone blank with terror.

Lin Yan held Wen Ruan, gently soothing her.

"It's alright, this matter has nothing to do with you. I will resolve it in the future."

As he spoke, he pulled the young girl tighter into his embrace.

At the same time, Lin Yan began to secretly review the events in his mind.

"An Agility Attack System Spirit Saint personally carrying out an assassination mission!"

"That means the foundation of the power behind them must at least possess experts above the level of a Spirit Douluo."

"Choosing to strike specifically when Flender and Zhao Wuji were away."

"This means the opponent is well aware of the strength of Flender and the others."

"And the target was Wen Ruan..."

Lin Yan frowned slightly.

"Could it be that I brought this death-defying disaster upon Wen Ruan?"

"But if Wen Ruan dies, who would benefit?"

"Qian Renxue?"

"Impossible!"

Lin Yan believed:

Qian Renxue's personality would never drive her to do such a thing, and among the Spirit Saints sent by Spirit Hall, there was no such character.

"Then could it be Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling?"

"That's not right either; the two of them don't even know of Wen Ruan's existence, and even if they did, given their personalities, they wouldn't resort to direct action."

"But... only these people know my whereabouts, and only they have the background to dispatch a Spirit Saint to carry out an assassination."

"If it isn't them, then who could it be?"

Regarding the mastermind behind this, Lin Yan, who prided himself on his intelligence, found himself completely at a loss.

One must know that in recent years, he had kept a low profile and never actively sought trouble.

Within Heaven Dou Academy, the number of people who even knew his spirit ring configuration could be counted on one hand.

Therefore, it was impossible for him to have formed a blood feud with major powers, and he certainly hadn't reached the level where other factions would deem him a must-kill target.

"Lin Yan, I'm scared."

As thoughts surged through his mind, Wen Ruan began to cry directly in his arms.