Cao Xin merely looked at Na Nali calmly.
Na Nali's charm technique was far too crude.
If she could make it seem utterly natural...
He might actually have been affected.
That kind of enchantment, like spring rain soaking silently into everything, drawing people in before they realized it...
Only that could be considered a true path.
But Na Nali's charm technique was like makeup splashed across one's face—heavy and deliberate...
Anyone could tell at a glance that it was a meticulously contrived trick.
Still, Douluo Continent was different, after all.
People here did not focus on uncovering the potential of their Martial Souls. Instead, they tirelessly sought suitable soul rings.
The greater the power, the more they liked them.
Cao Xin's old reflections surfaced once again.
Over the past tens of thousands of years on Douluo Continent, there had clearly been so many renowned experts, each of whom had created their own soul skills.
Take Tang Chen from twenty thousand years ago, for example.
Whether it was the Great Sumeru Hammer, Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, or Ring Explosion, each was more formidable than the last. They had even directly elevated the Clear Sky Hammer to heights it did not originally possess.
Yet Qian Daoliu had acted like an idiot, continuing to rely on soul skills and ending up getting utterly beaten.
Then, ten thousand years ago...
Mu En, Huo Yuhao, Ji Juechen, and the others had all embarked upon the path of Self-Created Soul Skills.
Their combat strength had been extraordinary as well.
There was even less need to mention this era.
There were Yun Ming, Zhuo Shi, and others.
Even Tang Wulin in his later years had basically always used Self-Created Soul Skills. Tang San, after becoming a god, had also used Self-Created Soul Skills.
It was clear that...
Very few truly powerful people still relied on soul rings.
Yet for some reason, on Douluo Continent...
The overwhelming majority still seemed bewitched, stubbornly pursuing high-powered soul rings and soul skills.
Of course, Cao Xin was only speculating. Perhaps it was because Self-Created Soul Skills were difficult to pass down.
They required the corresponding type of Martial Soul to be used.
That was why, apart from the Clear Sky Sect, the soul skills created by others could not be inherited.
After all, the birth of a Self-Created Soul Skill often depended on a soul master's unique Martial Soul and comprehension.
They could not be standardized like soul ring skills.
Over time, fewer and fewer soul masters were willing to devote their effort to creating their own skills.
At that moment, seeing that Cao Xin still said nothing...
A trace of wariness flashed through Na Nali's eyes.
Damn little brat, can't you even talk?
She cursed inwardly.
She had originally wanted to use this opportunity to pry out some information.
That way, she could learn a little about this boy.
But his impervious demeanor left every question she wanted to ask stuck in her throat.
Then, Na Nali took a deep breath.
Since she could not get anything out of him, she could not keep stalling. The longer this dragged on, the more unfavorable it would become for her.
A vast surge of Soul Power erupted from her body in an instant, carrying towering resentment and viciousness.
Her entire body transformed into a dark-red afterimage as she charged toward Cao Xin.
Cao Xin's expression remained unchanged.
He slightly raised his wrist.
The Ruthless Sword in his hand thrust forward evenly.
The sword stroke was not fast...
Yet it intercepted Na Nali's charge at precisely the right point, like an impassable chasm stretching across her path.
Pfft!
The sword tip plunged into Na Nali's body once more.
This time, it pierced her waist.
The Power of the Four Seasons erupted again.
The powers of life and death intertwined and tore through her body.
Yet she did not counterattack. Instead, at the instant the sword pierced in, she used the force of the strike to pull away from Cao Xin's attack.
She twisted in midair, landed, tapped the ground with her toes, and darted toward the outside without even looking back.
She moved so quickly that she was almost nothing more than an afterimage.
She simply fled.
Cleanly and decisively, without the slightest hesitation.
That caught Cao Xin off guard.
He had already prepared himself for her furious counterattack, perhaps even for her to use some trump card.
After all, Na Nali was one of the Holy Spirit Cult's Four Heavenly Kings and a Super Douluo...
No matter what, she ought to have had some hidden cards and dignity.
Yet after being wounded twice, this woman did not even bother with a parting remark before turning around and running. The practiced decisiveness of her movements made it obvious that she was a habitual offender.
Well, damn.
Was this what an Evil Soul Master was like?
So sensible.
Cao Xin could not help sighing inwardly.
If it had been one of those righteous Titled Douluo, being stabbed twice by a seven-year-old boy would most likely have driven them into a rage. They would have fought to the bitter end regardless of the consequences, even at the cost of their lives, just to preserve their so-called pride and reputation.
But Na Nali carried no such burden.
The moment she judged that she could not defeat him and could not fathom his true strength, she immediately abandoned all unnecessary entanglement and placed survival first.
Of course, Na Nali could not be blamed for that.
The main reason was that Cao Xin felt far too strange to her.
He clearly looked only seven or eight years old, yet the power behind his attacks was not inferior to hers as a Super Douluo.
Although she did not know the specific reason...
She still knew how to run.
After all, she was not some hotheaded fool...
Who would throw away her life for nothing.
Having clawed her way to the rank of one of the Four Heavenly Kings within the Holy Spirit Cult's treacherous, dog-eat-dog environment...
She understood better than anyone that life was more important than face.
Soon, a faint breeze arose within the underground space.
Cao Xin stepped forward. The instant he took his first step, his body had already merged into the wind.
He had previously used the power of [Self] many times to forcibly walk upon the wind.
But now, based on that, he had created a soul skill of his own called Windwalking.
As long as there was wind, he could use its power to fly, and his speed far surpassed that of walking upon the wind through [Self] alone.
Damn it!
He's still chasing me!
When Na Nali glanced back and saw that figure riding the breeze toward her, she completely broke down inside.
She had thought that with the strength of a Super Douluo, even if she could not win, she should at least be able to escape.
But the boy was like a shadow she could not shake off.
No matter how she used the terrain to conceal her tracks...
He always reappeared within her sight, stepping on the wind and beneath the moon, following behind her at an unhurried pace.
She had already lost count of how many times she had turned back to attack, but no matter what she did, she could not harm this boy.
She was truly desperate.
Does this boy's Soul Power never run out?
Meanwhile, watching Na Nali flee without stop, Cao Xin was actually feeling a little awkward.
Although his combat strength was formidable.
He was still weak in other areas.
Especially control-type and restraining-type soul skills.
He did not possess a single one yet.
Otherwise, he could have directly restrained Na Nali when she tried to escape, then killed her.
There would have been no need to drag this out for so long.
At that moment, he planned to properly comprehend a control-type Self-Created Soul Skill after dealing with Na Nali.
That would ensure that no one escaped from him next time.
As for the Soul Power consumption that Na Nali could not understand.
Even Cao Xin himself could not yet achieve limitless Soul Power. It was purely because he had many Upgrade Pills.
Besides increasing cultivation, these Upgrade Pills could also restore Soul Power.
That was why he could keep pursuing Na Nali while still appearing completely at ease.
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