By now, Yue Ling had mastered most of this ability.
With more practice after he returned, he stood a good chance of creating a Self-Created Soul Skill of his own. More importantly, it relied entirely on technique and physical execution!
What Wang Yan did not know was that Yue Ling had drawn much of his inspiration from the way Brother Feng used Soul Power.
There was always plenty to gain from walking a path someone else had walked before.
In the stands, Chen Zifeng turned to Ling Luochеn and asked,
"What exactly is Yue Ling using? Why does he seem to get stronger the longer they fight?"
Her gaze stayed fixed on Dai Yueheng, who was panting heavily in the Spirit Duel Arena, before shifting to Yue Ling, who still looked perfectly at ease. A thoughtful glimmer passed through her eyes.
Ling Luochеn did not answer at once. She frowned slightly, and after a few seconds of thought, began to see what was happening.
Drawing on the knowledge and experience passed down through her family, she had a rough idea. Still, she was far from certain when she ventured a guess.
"Hmm... It's probably some kind of Self-Created Soul Skill. Each strike builds on the last, and the force keeps growing... I can't say exactly how it works."
"A Self-Created Soul Skill? He's only thirteen! He's in the same year as us!"
Chen Zifeng's mouth fell open, disbelief written all over his face.
"Let's keep watching. He might have more to show us. We rarely get a chance to observe a fight like this." Ling Luochеn nodded lightly. Even she found it hard to believe Yue Ling was in the same year as her.
When it came to talent, he was a monster.
Inside the Spirit Duel Arena, Dai Yueheng