As Qin Qi began his great massacre elsewhere, the battle in Spirit City continued.
Yu Tianheng's Soul Power was exhausted, but he forced himself onward through sheer will, rising to throw another punch.
At the same time, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, Ning Rongrong, and Yu Feng attacked together.
But it was useless. In an instant, they were defeated by Qian Renxue once again.
"You are not my opponents. Let Qin Qi come up instead. He is the one I want to fight."
Qian Renxue looked at the fallen group, her expression cold and proud. Her words made it clear that she did not consider any of them worthy opponents.
"The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul is already one of the most powerful Martial Souls, and she also possesses exquisite swordsmanship and the cultivation of a Soul Emperor."
"This is a battle with no chance of victory at all."
Ning Fengzhi watched the scene from the viewing platform and could not help shaking his head with a sigh.
"If the gap in their levels were smaller, if Yu Tianheng and the others were all Soul Kings, then perhaps they could put up a fight."
"But right now, four rings are facing six rings. They have no chance of winning."
Sword Douluo shook his head as well. He had no idea how they could win. Even if he took the field at the same level, he would not be able to win this match.
"What if that kid Qin Qi went up? Could he win?"
Bone Douluo asked.
"That is hard to say. Among those of the same level, Qin Qi is the strongest person I have ever seen."
"But he is most likely only at the level of a Soul King now. The difference of one ring is