The Gap Between Level 95 and Level 94 Is Huge? What If One Move Reverses the Situation?

When Mu En saw the two of them like this, a glint passed through his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking, but he did not speak up to stop them.

It seemed that he, too, wanted to see Lin Fan's strength.

After all, the last time he had seen Lin Fan was seven years ago. Although he knew that Lin Fan's Soul Power Level had reached level 94, even among level 94 Titled Douluo, there could be considerable differences in combat strength. Not every Titled Douluo excelled at actual combat.

"This is not a suitable place to fight."

Mu En spoke slowly.

"Choose another location."

Naturally, Lin Fan and Yan Shaozhe had no objections. One after the other, they headed toward the training grounds. Leng Yaozhu hurriedly followed as well; she did not want to miss this battle.

She saw that Lin Fan still looked utterly confident, without showing the slightest sign of nervousness from beginning to end, and she could not help gaining a little more faith in him.

At the same time, however, a question arose in her heart.

What exactly had Yan Shaozhe meant when he said Lin Fan could not break through to level 95?

Could it be that this was also why Lin Fan had remained unknown ten thousand years later?

Leng Yaozhu suppressed the questions in her heart and quickened her pace to catch up with them.

Before long, they arrived at the fighting grounds. The area was spacious enough, and there was hardly anyone around at this time.

Lin Fan and Yan Shaozhe stood facing each other, separated by several dozen paces.

Yan Shaozhe took a deep breath, fixing Lin Fan with a sharp gaze as he slowly spoke.

"Since I'm facing Shrek Academy's greatest genius, there's no need for me to hold back."

There was a trace of bitterness in Yan Shaozhe's words. After all, he himself had once been the genius of an era at Shrek Academy.

The moment his words fell, an intense white light erupted around Yan Shaozhe. The radiance was scorching and dazzling, followed by a clear phoenix cry.

A massive golden phoenix phantom rose behind him, spreading its wings and releasing astonishing Soul Power fluctuations.

The Bright Phoenix Martial Soul possessed the most supreme powers of light and flame. It was the bane of evil Martial Souls, and naturally, it was no weak opponent even against ordinary Martial Souls.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Blazing Judgment!"

With a wave of one hand, he condensed a ball of blazing white sacred flame of judgment and shot it toward Lin Fan. The flames moved at incredible speed, carrying searing heat as though they would burn everything to ashes.

Faced with Yan Shaozhe's attack, Lin Fan merely raised his hand and gave it a light wave.

Then, in the next instant, that ball of sacred light flame actually attacked Yan Shaozhe himself from behind him.

Yan Shaozhe's expression tightened. He hurriedly circulated his Soul Power to neutralize his own attack. When the flames struck his protective Soul Power, they turned into specks of light and dissipated into the air.

Spatial-element soul masters... are just this troublesome.

Yan Shaozhe cursed inwardly. Lin Fan had directly used spatial methods to redirect his attack back at him. This was no amusing matter.

But Yan Shaozhe did not stop. He attacked again at once.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Sacred Fire Engulfs the Wilderness!"

A vast domain of light flames spread out across the ground, covering nearly half the arena. The scorching fire continued to burn, radiating terrifying heat.

Then he followed up with another attack.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Phoenix Feathers Burn the Heavens!"

Thousands upon thousands of golden light feathers poured down from the sky in a dense, torrential barrage. Every feather carried scorching flames, and the consequences of being struck would be unimaginable.

Yet Lin Fan merely raised his hand and waved again.

The overwhelming fire domain and the descending golden light feathers were shifted at the exact same instant. From beneath Yan Shaozhe's feet and directly above his head, they all crashed down upon Yan Shaozhe himself.

Boom—!

A violent explosion rang out as light scattered in every direction and smoke filled the air.

Yan Shaozhe was struck head-on by both of his own Soul Skills. Though he had protected himself with Soul Power in time, he was still left in a miserable state, covered in dust and soot.

"Lin Fan!"

Yan Shaozhe gritted his teeth in fury, his eyes nearly spitting fire.

Every one of his attacks had actually landed on himself. Moreover, from beginning to end, Lin Fan seemed not to have used any Soul Skill at all. He had simply used his control over space to toy with Yan Shaozhe's attacks.

"Are these underhanded little tricks all you know?"

Yan Shaozhe sneered mockingly, his tone filled with obvious anger.

"You think you can use my own moves against me? Do you really think that's possible?"

He paused, and the mockery on his face deepened.

"Lin Fan, your spatial Martial Soul is indeed unpredictable, but transferring my Soul Skills must have consumed quite a bit of your Soul Power, right? I'd like to see how long you can keep this up."

Yan Shaozhe was quite confident when he said this. The difference in Soul Power between level 95 and level 94 was not insignificant. In a battle of endurance, there was no way he could lose.

Hearing this, Leng Yaozhu could not help feeling worried. There truly was a substantial gap in total Soul Power between a level 95 Super Douluo and a level 94 Titled Douluo. If Lin Fan continued relying on spatial transfer to respond, the consumption would likely be considerable.

Yet Lin Fan still wore the same calm expression, without showing the slightest sign of strain.

Seeing that he could not defeat Lin Fan quickly, Yan Shaozhe began to grow anxious. After all, this was in front of both his teacher and his subordinate. Nothing could go wrong in this battle.

He no longer hesitated and directly used his seventh Soul Skill.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Bright Phoenix Martial Soul Avatar!"

Yan Shaozhe's body changed instantly, transforming into a massive golden Bright Phoenix. Its wings spread wide enough to blot out the sky, and terrifying Soul Power fluctuations radiated from its entire body. Golden flames coiled around it, its presence magnificent and overwhelming.

"Hah!"

The Bright Phoenix that Yan Shaozhe had transformed into beat its wings and dove toward Lin Fan with a world-destroying momentum. It moved with incredible speed, like a streak of golden light tearing across the sky.

Watching this from the side, Leng Yaozhu could not help becoming tense, her heartbeat quickening.

This was the full-force strike of a Super Douluo's Martial Soul Avatar. How would Lin Fan deal with it?

Yet as Lin Fan faced the incoming golden phoenix, his expression remained calm. He merely raised his hand, pressed his fingers together, and slashed upward.

An enormous black crescent blade swept across the air. Black as ink, it exuded a sharp aura as it met the golden phoenix with crushing force.

Boom—!

A violent collision erupted, scattering light in every direction as shockwaves rolled outward.

Then Yan Shaozhe's Bright Phoenix Martial Soul Avatar was instantly shattered. The golden radiance broke apart into specks of light that faded into the air. Yan Shaozhe was sent flying backward, stumbling as he landed. He took several steps back before finally steadying himself, his face pale.

Lin Fan slowly walked up to Yan Shaozhe, a faint smile on his lips.

"Dean Yan, it seems the gap between level 95 and level 94 isn't as great as you imagined."