Battling a Soul Douluo, Derivative Soul Skills Emerge! Purple Gold Qi Shows Its Might!

If it weren't for the sake of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, I would have torn this bullshit Lanba Academy down long ago!

"This... but I'm a teacher... not a nanny," Qin Yue muttered under her breath, head bowed, after hearing this.

"Your awareness is simply too low! Qin Yue, don't forget how much the academy has invested in you!"

The three committee members went back and forth, quickly settling the matter.

"...Fine." Unable to resist, Qin Yue could only nod helplessly in agreement.

Just then, Xue Qinghe, who had remained silent until now, suddenly spoke up, eyes fixed on Lan Yu: "I wonder, little brother Lan Yu, would you mind demonstrating your strength for us? After all, combat ability is a part of one's talent."

Hearing that last sentence, Lan Yu looked up at her, sensing a hidden meaning behind her words.

It made sense; she was the descendant of the Angel God, a genius with innate full soul power of level twenty.

Having always considered herself superior, it was inevitable that she would feel displeased to be suddenly outshone by a youth of humble origins.

As Lan Yu thought this, he saw Xue Qinghe lift her chin, exposing her snow-white neck, her eyes carrying a competitive edge as if they were engaged in a silent battle of wits.

She clearly forgot that she was currently in the guise of a man, and seeing such a posture, Lan Yu felt a chill run down his spine.

Is this person Sappho?!

"Of course," Lan Yu replied with a faint smile, then shifted his tone, "though I am not sure who I should..."

Practical combat testing was a standard part of any soul master assessment, so he naturally had no objections.

"I'll do it!"

Bai Baoshan, unable to hold back any longer, immediately shouted his response.

"Sigh, that old fellow beat me to it."

Meng Shenji sighed, stepped back to the sides with the others, and cleared the space in the center.

"Old man Bai Baoshan, martial soul Heavenly Star Furnace, level eighty-five defense-type Soul Douluo."

Bai Baoshan was round and stout with a kind face as he walked up to Lan Yu.

"Child, make your move."

As he spoke, eight soul rings rose slowly from beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—the standard configuration for a Soul Douluo.

"Third soul skill—Purple Gold Qi!"

Lan Yu let out a low shout, and a rich, purple-tinted golden halo suddenly erupted around him, with wisps of hazy dragon-shaped energy coiling about his body.

"This is... an amplification-type soul skill?" Meng Shenji frowned as he spoke.

Seeing their expressions, Lan Yu explained: "My third soul skill, Purple Gold Qi, has two forms. The first form is activated with normal soul power, increasing strength, defense, and speed by one hundred percent, with all soul skill power boosted by an additional thirty percent. The duration is proportional to the soul power consumed."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he stepped forward and swung his right arm. The dragon-shaped energy coiling around him suddenly wrapped around his fist, which he slammed directly into the Heavenly Star Furnace in front of Bai Baoshan.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound rang out, but the Heavenly Star Furnace didn't budge.

Lan Yu took a step back, sighing inwardly: As expected of a defense-type Soul Douluo!

"Not bad, already at the peak level for a Soul Grandmaster. You pass!" Bai Baoshan cleared his throat and offered his praise.

Qian Renxue's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, settled slightly, though a hint of disappointment followed.

Was that really all there was to it?

Just as everyone assumed Lan Yu was finished, he gave a faint smile: "That was just a warm-up; now it truly begins."

As he spoke, the aura around Lan Yu surged violently, and the soul power in the room rushed into his body like a tide.

The previously blurry dragon-shaped energy rapidly solidified, transforming into a complete phantom of a giant dragon—its claws pressed against his chest, its head looming high above his shoulder, its body coiled around his waist, and its tail trailing behind him. A suit of purple-gold dragon-scale armor covered his entire body, shimmering brilliantly!

"This is the second form! The soul power consumption triples, but all attributes are boosted by three times, and the effects of all auxiliary soul skills are increased by another fifty percent!" Lan Yu's voice rang out slowly, just as the others were recovering from the sudden drain of soul power.

They watched as Lan Yu took a step forward, and the giant dragon phantom suddenly contracted, wrapping entirely around his right arm.

"First soul skill, Dragon Strike Claw!"

With a low shout, his right palm transformed into a half-meter-long purple-gold dragon claw, which he slashed fiercely forward.

Five claw-shaped energy blades, accompanied by a low dragon roar, tore through the air and struck in front of Bai Baoshan in an instant.

"What?!"

Feeling power far greater than the previous attack, Bai Baoshan sensed a hint of danger and his expression shifted. He quickly raised his hands to block with the Heavenly Star Furnace.

How is this possible? I am a Soul Douluo!

"Boom!"

A massive explosion erupted, dust filled the air, and the shockwave sent gusts of wind in all directions.

Xue Qinghe's expression froze, a flicker of shock in her heart. That strike from Lan Yu was terrifyingly powerful!

Meng Shenji raised his hand to release his soul power, preparing to disperse the dust.

Just then, a clear shout rang out from within the haze.

"Derived soul skill, Chaotic Dragon Fist!"

Lan Yu's figure shot forward like an arrow, several small purple-gold dragon shadows wrapped in a dense barrage of punches, blasting out like a hail of bullets.

This was precisely the soul skill Lan Yu had derived from his first soul ring.

"Well come!"

Bai Baoshan let out a hearty laugh, simply withdrawing his Heavenly Star Furnace and leaping forward to meet him.

The two figures crossed, trading blow for blow, each impact producing a series of dull thuds.

"Although I am suppressing my soul power, my body is still that of a Soul Douluo. To think you could actually make me feel a faint ache—truly remarkable!"

Bai Baoshan clicked his tongue in wonder, raising his arm to block Lan Yu's heavy punch before pushing back with a follow-up strike. Lan Yu flew backward, stabilizing his footing.

"Again!"

"Derived soul skill, World-Shaking Dragon Hammer!"

"Holy crap, there's more?!"

Bai Baoshan cursed in surprise, though the smile on his face only grew wider.

How is this possible?!

Qian Renxue was stunned, her eyes widening in disbelief. Innate soul power was a gift from the heavens, but anyone capable of self-developing a soul skill was undoubtedly a genius of the century!

Lan Yu channeled his soul power, his left hand manifesting into a solid dragon shadow shaped like a giant hammer. He stomped his right leg forward, his body leaping up violently, and brought the hammer down accompanied by a low dragon roar that caused the very air around them to tremble!

"Fourth soul skill, Star Body Defense!"

Bai Baoshan shouted, and a faint, flowing light rippled across the surface of the Heavenly Star Furnace, transforming into a spherical barrier that encased his entire body.

The World-Shaking Dragon Hammer slammed heavily against the barrier, the two forces of soul power colliding and erupting with a thunderous boom.

"Second soul skill, Star Collision!"

Caught up in the excitement, Bai Baoshan instinctively activated his second soul ring, and the Heavenly Star Furnace turned into a streak of light, hurtling straight toward Lan Yu.

"Baoshan, what have you done!"

Meng Shenji shouted sharply, a black shadow spreading instantly from beneath his feet to bind Bai Baoshan tightly.

"Ah!"

Hearing Meng Shenji's shout, Bai Baoshan snapped out of his trance. Lan Yu's previous attack had given him the same feeling he had experienced as a youth when sparring against his Soul Emperor teacher.

In a moment of distraction, he had actually unleashed an offensive soul skill!

Even with his soul power suppressed, a Soul Douluo's second soul skill was by no means something a Soul Elder could easily withstand.

"Brother!"

Tang Shan cried out, about to rush forward, but Qin Yue was quick to grab her and push her to the side.

The single black soul ring on Qin Yue's body suddenly flared, and her entire form transformed into a Blazing Gray Wolf, lunging toward the Heavenly Star Furnace in mid-air alongside Zhilin's Azure Vine.