The Ultimate Move of Force - Pinwheel, Ning Fengzhi's Little Thoughts!

"Today's match is only a spar. Killing is not allowed. Do you two understand?"

Before announcing the start of the match, the referee asked uneasily.

"Don't worry. I won't beat him to death."

Huyan Li had given up on using his brain. A savage grin spread across his face. He wouldn't kill him, but breaking a few bones should be fine, right?

"I understand."

Qin Qi smiled at the referee, wearing an expression that said he completely understood.

"Understand my ass!"

The referee wanted to snap at Qin Qi. I haven't even said anything, so what the hell do you understand?

"Ah, the match begins!"

The referee truly did not want to keep dealing with these two. He was tired. Screw it, just finish the fight already.

"Roar!"

"Second Soul Skill: Mammoth Strength!"

Qin Qi had long since enraged Huyan Li. The moment the battle began, he charged straight at Qin Qi, intending to crush him through sheer strength.

"Idiot. You think you're worthy of competing with me in strength?"

Qin Qi smiled at the charging Huyan Li and raised a hand, directly stopping him.

He did not take even a single step back!

"Up you go!"

Qin Qi grabbed Huyan Li's wrist with one hand and hoisted him into the air. In that instant, Huyan Li realized something was wrong.

"Y-you, what are you trying to do? You're not planning to swing me around, are you?!"

Huyan Li hung upside down in midair as he asked.

"No."

"Then you're going to swing me back and forth first?"

"No."

"You're going to do a Pinwheel!"

"Yes. Wind Path Killing Move: The Pinwheel Goes Round and Round!"

Qin Qi's arm began to rotate, swinging Huyan Li around like a pinwheel and smashing him wildly into everything around them.

"First Soul Skill: Copper Wall, Iron Wall!"

"Copper Wall, Iron Wall, copper wall, copper—"

Huyan Li immediately prepared a defense, but under that overwhelming force, his defense shattered at once.

After being swung around more than a dozen times, Huyan Li simply could not endure any longer. Not even the Diamond Mammoth's defense could withstand being tossed around like this.

"I sur—"

"Yula!"

Qin Qi reacted with lightning speed and punched Huyan Li in the mouth, knocking out his front teeth.

"What are you doing? I'm not done having fun yet! Keep going!"

Qin Qi grinned and continued swinging him, counting aloud as he did so. While attacking his body, he also dealt a blow to his spirit.

"Li'er!"

"Stop right now!"

Seeing his grandson being beaten so brutally, Huyan Zhen could no longer endure it and roared furiously.

"Sect Master Huyan Zhen, this is just a fight between children. Adults should not interfere."

"Besides, your grandson is not dead yet, is he?"

"That's right. He hasn't surrendered yet. Maybe he can still counterattack."

Meng Shenji, Zhi Lin, and Bai Baoshan stepped forward. Like Huyan Zhen, all three were Soul Douluo, and they held the advantage in numbers.

"Hah... My apologies. I got a little carried away."

Huyan Zhen sat back down, his eyes full of fury. Were those three old bastards even speaking human language?

Was his grandson unwilling to surrender? He had been about to surrender, only to get punched back into silence.

Although he knew his grandson was suffering, Huyan Zhen could not stop it. With Emperor Xue Ye present, he could not cause trouble.

"Is this child a soul master of the extreme-strength path? He actually left Huyan Li, with his Diamond Mammoth, completely unable to fight back."

Emperor Xue Ye was curious about Qin Qi's martial soul and asked.

"Your Majesty, little Qin Qi is not a strength-type soul master. He is... a support-type soul master."

Meng Shenji hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Su-support type!"

"Are support-type Soul Masters this fierce now? He actually swung a power-attack-type Soul Master around and beat people with him?"

Emperor Xue Ye was slightly stunned. Were support-type Soul Masters really this strong now? Had he been out of touch with the Soul Master world for too long and started falling behind?

As Emperor Xue Ye thought this, his gaze involuntarily turned toward Ning Fengzhi beside him.

"Your Majesty, don't look at me. Our sect is purely support-type; we have no combat ability."

Ning Fengzhi wore a wry smile. If support-type Soul Masters could fight like this, that would be wonderful.

Then they would not need to support others. He could give himself a couple of buffs and charge into battle personally.

"Qin Qi's situation is rather special. His martial soul can support and enhance his own physical abilities."

"So he is just a little stronger than usual. But the drawback is obvious as well—aside from being strong, Qin Qi's martial soul has no other soul skills."

Meng Shenji still did not know that Qin Qi had awakened a second martial soul. He thought Qin Qi was merely very strong.

"That is more than just a little strong."

Emperor Xue Ye remarked. With that kind of strength, did he even need soul skills? Had they not seen a top-tier defensive martial soul get smashed apart?

As long as he could get close, he could simply beat an enemy to death with his fists.

"This child is rather interesting. What rank is he now?"

Ning Fengzhi looked at Qin Qi and asked.

"His cultivation is above Rank 30. He is nine years and a few months old this year, with innately full soul power."

Meng Shenji replied.

"A ten-year-old three-ring Soul Elder! Such incredible talent!"

Both Ning Fengzhi and Emperor Xue Ye revealed astonished expressions. One awakened their martial soul at the age of six, with innately full soul power.

In other words, he had to raise his soul power by twenty ranks within four years—at least five ranks per year!

That rate of improvement was simply too fast, so fast that it was unbelievable!

"Because of his martial soul's characteristics, Qin Qi has a high level of physical strength, so he absorbs soul rings beyond his rank every time."

"After each absorption, his soul power increases a little more than usual. By normal calculations, it amounts to roughly over three to four ranks per year."

Meng Shenji said.

"Four ranks a year is still monstrous talent. And he absorbs soul rings beyond his rank too—no wonder he is so strong."

Ning Fengzhi nodded and began reassessing the young man on the arena.

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy, huh? Ten years old... Rongrong is about the same age."

"That girl has been saying the sect is boring lately. Perhaps I should let her come out and experience the world a little."

Ning Fengzhi adjusted his glasses. The disciples of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect basically had no combat ability.

Though they could make money, it was useless without high-level combatants to hold the fort. And becoming a Titled Douluo was not something money alone could accomplish; one also needed connections.

Ning Fengzhi now wanted his daughter to build a good relationship with Qin Qi and the others. Perhaps there would be something to gain from it in the future.

The heads of the other academies were also whispering among themselves, each harboring different thoughts.

Meanwhile, Qin Qi slammed Huyan Zhen around for a full five minutes on the arena. The entire arena had been smashed to pieces, not a single intact brick or stone remaining.

"Kid, lower your head whenever you see me on the streets from now on. Otherwise, I'll beat you up again."

After delivering that final threat, Qin Qi directly tossed Huyan Li away and turned to look at the remaining members of Elephant Armored Academy.

"Who else wants to fight me? Step forward and take your beating!"

Qin Qi shouted. The ferocious aura of the Wild Barbarian phantom erupted from his eyes, immediately frightening the Elephant Armored Academy students until they trembled.

"We surrender! We surrender!"

"We're not fighting anymore!"

The members of Elephant Armored Academy had clearly witnessed how their boss had been brutally beaten for five whole minutes.

Their soul power was only in the twenties. If they went up there, they would probably end up even worse than their boss.

They did not want to suffer like that, so they had no choice but to surrender.

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy wins. The next match will be Thunderclap Academy versus Blazing Fire Academy."

The referee looked at the arena that had been smashed beyond recognition, his eyelids twitching. He wanted to grab Qin Qi and give him a fierce scolding.

Fight if you wanted to fight, but why did you have to destroy the venue? Did you not know it still had to be used afterward?

Kids these days truly had no regard for the environment.