Your Golden Trio is Truly Useless

On Spirit Hall's viewing platform, both sides had finished their preparations.

Bibi Dong raised the Pope Scepter in her hand. Her red lips parted slightly as she spoke slowly:

"You are all elite disciples of Spirit Hall. This match is only to test your skills—stop at the right point! I do not wish to see any of you harmed!"

"Since you are all ready, begin!"

As Bibi Dong's words fell, a pale pink glow immediately bloomed in Hu Liena's bewitching fox-like eyes. Her first soul ring lit up, and her Charm soul skill activated. A unique wave of Soul Power spread across the arena, making people feel an uncontrollable urge to step forward and steal a kiss from her, all fighting spirit gone from their hearts.

However, Charm could only control those whose spiritual power was equal to or lower than hers. Lin Tian was clearly not among them.

Just as Hu Liena tried to charm Lin Tian, her elder brother Xie Yue's first and second soul rings lit up simultaneously. His Moon Blades began to emit a crimson glow, their sharp icy radiance filling the surroundings. His aura grew rapid and fierce, and then his entire body turned into a streak of light. Like an arrow of light, he appeared before Lin Tian in the blink of an eye, swinging his crescent blades at Lin Tian's neck.

Clang!

A clear yet heavy clash of weapons rang out. The expected dodge never came.

The sharp Moon Blade was forcefully knocked aside by a longsword, unable to advance even an inch further.

Xie Yue stared at the scene before him in disbelief. He could not understand how Lin Tian had managed to block his Moon Blade with a sword.

This was a Moon Blade condensed from his natal Martial Soul. Unless it was an exceptional divine weapon, how could it possibly block it so easily?

"What?!"

This scene did not merely shock Xie Yue. Even Hu Liena and Yan wore stunned expressions. Xie Yue's Moon Blades were extraordinarily domineering—unless one was a highly accomplished Soul Master, how could they possibly be blocked so easily?

Moreover, Lin Tian had not even used his Martial Soul. He had stopped Xie Yue's Moon Blade attack through physical strength alone. He truly was strong!

Before they could think further, Xie Yue suddenly felt an immense force erupt in his palm. Lin Tian exerted a little strength and directly sent Xie Yue flying with the sword in his hand.

As for Xie Yue's Moon Blade, Lin Tian kicked it away with one foot, the humiliation complete.

"Brother!"

Hu Liena cried out in alarm, her attention briefly distracted.

Suddenly, a figure appeared before her like a ghost, giving her no chance to react. Showing not the slightest tenderness toward a woman, he reached out and seized Hu Liena by her fair neck, subduing her on the spot.

Caught off guard, Hu Liena tried to struggle and retreat, but no matter how she backed away, she could not evade Lin Tian's hand. It was as if she had been bound by chains. Her neck was firmly clamped in his grasp, and no matter how the little fox struggled, it was useless.

To make her recognize reality, Lin Tian tightened his grip around Hu Liena's neck. Her eyes rolled back at once as the suffocating sensation overwhelmed her.

"If you don't want to suffer, behave yourself!"

After saying that, Lin Tian flung Hu Liena aside and coldly added:

"If you dare come forward and cause trouble again, I'll strangle you to death! If you don't believe me, feel free to try."

A flicker of fear flashed through Hu Liena's red eyes. From Lin Tian's words, she had truly felt a cold killing intent.

If she refused to submit again, he really would kill her!

"Bastard! Don't you dare disrespect Nana!"

Yan roared as blazing flames surged over his entire body. He transformed into a flaming giant over three meters tall, then fiercely threw a fist wrapped in scorching flames at Lin Tian.

Flames blazed around that punch, and its power was immensely formidable—enough to pound a mammoth into minced meat.

Facing this aggressive attack, Lin Tian's eyes flashed with disdain. Under the powerful observation of [Spirit Eye], Yan's attack was full of openings, and his movements were painfully slow.

Lin Tian slightly turned aside to evade it. Then, clenching the five fingers of his left hand into a fist and gathering his strength, he threw a punch straight at Yan's chest!

"Too noisy!"

A tremendous bang erupted. Along with the sound of shattering bones echoing across Spirit Plaza, the air violently trembled and rippled. Yan, transformed into a little fire giant, was sent flying by Lin Tian's punch.

He then crashed heavily to the ground. His Martial Soul Possession was instantly released, and he collapsed there like a dead dog.

If Lin Tian had used his full strength, he could have killed him with a single punch.

There was simply no need to waste time dealing with a few Soul Ancestors like them.

If not for Her Holiness the Pope's strict order against harming anyone, Lin Tian would not have needed to waste so much time.

On the Soul Battle Platform, the outcome of the match was obvious at a glance.

Though the disciples of the Spirit Hall Golden Generation were strong, they were still not much to look at before Lin Tian, a guy with cheats.

Lin Tian put away his weapon and looked at the three before him with disdain.

Hu Liena's robe had been torn apart, exposing large swaths of skin as she greedily sucked in air. If Lin Tian had not held back just now, he would have strangled her to death long ago.

Then there was Xie Yue, who had been putting on such a cool act. His right arm now hung limply at his side, clearly fractured by Lin Tian's immense strength.

As for Yan, he lay on the ground like a dead dog, unconscious.

In just a few breaths, they had been defeated by Lin Tian—and their opponent had not even used his Martial Soul.

Yan had only just regained consciousness, and he was completely dazed. Weren't they having a Soul Battle? How had it ended so quickly?

And what was with the fist mark on his chest? Why did it hurt so much?!

Not only were the Spirit City citizens watching the match dumbfounded, even Her Holiness the Pope on the viewing platform wore a blank expression.

The disciples of the Spirit Hall Golden Generation were only this good?!

Bibi Dong had expected Hu Liena and the others to lose, but she had never expected them to lose so quickly, so miserably. From beginning to end, Lin Tian had used only three moves.

Lin Tian swept his gaze around, then looked down at Hu Liena from above, his words carrying a trace of disappointment and contempt.

"Sorry, I take back what I said before. You're not trash—you're trash among trash!"

He had already held back enough just now, yet they still hadn't managed to withstand even three of his moves.

If this had been a fight to the death today, he could have killed all three of them in a single move.

One had to know that Spirit Hall had paid an enormous price to cultivate the disciples of the Spirit Hall Golden Generation.

Yet with their performance, they simply did not deserve to enjoy those cultivation resources.

It seemed that during this trip, he needed to recruit as many Soul Master prodigies like Feng Xiaotian and Shui Bing'er as possible into Spirit Hall.

Lin Tian's insult pierced Hu Liena's heart. Ever since awakening her martial soul, all she had heard were praises and compliments. Then she had become the Pope's disciple, which pushed her confidence to its peak.

But just moments ago, Lin Tian had seized her by the throat and left her hanging in midair like a dead dog. The humiliation was unbearable.

"Actually... actually, we still haven't used our Martial Soul Fusion Skill. We still—"

Hu Liena was unwilling to be defeated so easily. She wanted to defend herself a little more, but then she heard Bibi Dong's sharp rebuke:

"Enough, Nana. Since your skills are inferior, go back and cultivate for a few more years! Your teacher believes in you—you will definitely become stronger!"