I'm Just Handsome, Ning Rongrong's Heart Flutter!

"Blade Dao Killing Move—Thunder Half-Moon Slash!"

Qin Qi's halberd passed through the Ice Phoenix's neck and struck the ground, cleaving the arena cleanly in two!

He slowly turned around, his back facing the Ice Phoenix. He held the halberd horizontally in one hand, his clothes already torn to shreds and exposing the lean, powerful muscles beneath.

Behind him, a blood-red cape fluttered endlessly.

"Thud!"

With a tremendous crash, the Ice Phoenix's head was severed and fell to the ground.

At that moment, Qin Qi swept his gaze across the surroundings, exuding a wild and overbearing aura. Right then, he did not seem human.

He was more like a primordial ferocious beast. Especially with the freshly slain Ice Phoenix behind him as a backdrop, he appeared even more savage!

Meanwhile, Shui Bing'er, who had been floating in the sky, began falling as her soul power ran out.

She was very high up. If she fell straight down, she would definitely be injured. Watching the ground draw ever closer, she could not help closing her eyes.

But just as she was about to hit the ground, Qin Qi suddenly reached out and caught her.

"You..."

Shui Bing'er opened her eyes and looked at the large hand gripping her neck, her emotions somewhat complicated.

She did not know whether she should be grateful or resist.

"Do you submit or not? I'm asking you, do you submit?!"

Qin Qi stared at Shui Bing'er. At that moment, there was no desire for women in his eyes, only an obsession with victory and defeat!

"I... I surrender."

Shui Bing'er looked at Qin Qi before her and felt the violent aura he gave off, like that of a ferocious beast, before speaking.

"Whew, I won!"

Qin Qi swept his gaze around. The blood-red cape behind him still fluttered despite the lack of wind as he let out a deep breath.

At that moment, the entire audience's attention was focused on Qin Qi. Their eyes were filled with shock, astonishment, confusion, and incomprehension!

"What kind of soul skill is that?!"

"It actually boosted his strength by so much in one go. This... this is too terrifying!"

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy is far too underhanded! They actually hid such a deadly trump card!"

"That kid is a complete monster!"

The expressions of the five academy heads became extremely ugly. Qin Qi's tyrannical combat strength could practically be declared invincible!

From this moment onward, the outcome of this match could be said to be decided. There was no suspense whatsoever!

"What move did that youth use?"

Emperor Xue Ye turned to the three education committee members beside him and asked in a low voice.

"This... Your Majesty, we aren't very sure either. Perhaps it's a self-created soul skill developed by young Qin Qi."

Meng Shenji and the others still did not know that Qin Qi had awakened a second martial soul. They had been busy preparing for the academy exchange tournament during this period.

Qin Ming simply had not found the time to tell the three education committee members about it.

"Truly, heroes emerge in their youth. In another dozen or so years, Heaven Dou Royal Academy will produce an extraordinary figure."

Ning Fengzhi adjusted his glasses. By then, he had already concluded that as long as Qin Qi did not die prematurely, he would definitely become a Titled Douluo in the future!

And one with exceptionally formidable combat strength at that!

"Sect Master Ning flatters him, you flatter him."

Emperor Xue Ye looked at the bare-chested Qin Qi on the arena, at that blood-red cape and his savage aura!

Appreciation and admiration filled his eyes.

The Heaven Dou imperial family mainly relied on their intellect to govern the nation, so they were severely lacking in terms of combat power.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy did not have a Titled Douluo of its own.

But now, Emperor Xue Ye saw an opportunity to make up for that weakness. As long as Qin Qi was properly nurtured, then many years from now—

the Heaven Dou Empire would gain a Titled Douluo who stood with the imperial family!

Over on Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo's side.

"What... what kind of move was that?!"

"He crossed a gap of nearly forty levels in one go and forcibly cut down that Ice Phoenix!"

"What exactly was that Blade Dao Killing Move he shouted? Isn't he using a halberd?!"

"Why have I never heard of the move he called out?!"

"And where did that violent, overbearing aura around him come from? Why does even my heart pound in alarm when I feel it?!"

The way Sword Douluo looked at Qin Qi had completely changed. Previously, he had merely regarded him as a fairly talented youth.

But now, it felt as though they were watching a monster beyond their comprehension!

"Strength, speed, defense—no weaknesses in any aspect. And this guy is from the support system."

"The title of number one support of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect might have to be relinquished in the future."

Bone Douluo spoke jokingly. Though it was a joke, he truly was astonished by Qin Qi's strength.

At the same time, he felt that Qin Qi was rather handsome. Compared to the effeminate guy beside him, that brat down there was a real man!

"Chen Xin, how come you don't have any muscles? Your skin is almost as pale as Rongrong's."

Bone Douluo looked at Sword Douluo as he spoke.

"..."

"If you make that joke again, I'll split you in two with one slash!"

Sword Douluo fell silent for a moment before speaking with murderous intent.

"So handsome!"

Ning Rongrong leaned over the spectator platform, looking at Qin Qi below as little stars began to sparkle in her eyes.

This was how a man should be. No matter what desperate situation he faced, he had to fight with all his might!

Clearly, all his teammates had fallen. Clearly, he was the only one left on the arena.

Clearly, his opponent was so powerful, yet he still launched an attack without fear.

That was so handsome!

"And he's cultured too."

Ning Rongrong repeatedly savored the poem Qin Qi had just recited. She reached out and tugged on Sword Douluo's sleeve, raising her head.

"Grandpa Sword, what did that guy's poem just now mean?"

Ning Rongrong asked.

"Rongrong, you've come to the right person. Your Grandpa Sword loves reciting poetry to look cool while fighting."

Bone Douluo said with a grin from the side.

"I really will chop you to death. Believe it or not."

Sword Douluo spoke as he prepared to draw his sword and give that bastard Bone Douluo a slash.

"Grandpa."

Seeing that Sword Douluo had not answered her, Ning Rongrong tugged at his sleeve again and spoke in a spoiled tone.

"Let me think about what those lines mean."

"The first line: 'In frost's dire realm, comrades fall; trapped at the end, where can I go?'"

"It should mean that beneath the ice and snow, all the comrades around me had fallen."

"I too had reached the end of the road. What should I do at such a moment?"

Sword Douluo pondered it for a moment. He felt that Qin Qi was indeed quite cultured; those two lines were rather interesting.

"Mm-hm, mm-hm."

Ning Rongrong nodded, anticipation in her eyes. "What about the second line?"

"The second line: 'Though I stand alone, one man, I tread the snow and wield my spear without fear!'"

"It means that even if I'm the only one left, as I tread upon the ice and snow and brandish the weapon in my hand, what is there to fear from the enemy before me?"

"The first line recounts the scene and questions what action should follow!"

"The second line expresses the firm will to fight in one's heart, an answer one gives to oneself."

As Sword Douluo spoke, he felt that Qin Qi possessed such literary talent at such a young age. He had perhaps thirty percent of Sword Douluo's own talent back in the day.

"'In frost's dire realm, comrades fall; trapped at the end, where can I go?' Mm, I'll remember it."

Ning Rongrong memorized Qin Qi's poem, then pointed at him below.

"Grandpa Sword, Grandpa Bone, I've decided—I'm going to study at Heaven Dou Academy!"

Ning Rongrong declared with her hands on her hips.

And regarding the description of the power of Tianshui's martial soul fusion skill, it truly was comparable to the power of a level-sixty Soul Master.

That was the original work's description, but power was different from combat strength.

It was like an amplification: a level-thirty Soul Master could use it to amplify their strength to level sixty, while a level-sixty Soul Master could unleash an even greater amplification.