Fourth Soul Skill, Haymaker!

Yan heard Hu Liena's warning.

He increased the force of his punch by another ten percent.

"Watch out? I'll kill you right now! I'll teach you a lesson you won't forget!"

Ye Lin raised his right hand and threw a punch as well.

Two fists collided on the stone steps at the edge of the square, and a muffled thud exploded from the middle as fiery red and dark gold Soul Power Soul Power clashed violently.

The overwhelming sense of oppression made Hu Liena instinctively raise her arm to shield herself.

Junior brother, you absolutely mustn't get into trouble.

She was stunned when she saw it clearly.

Yan was sent flying backward by Ye Lin's punch.

He stumbled backward more than ten steps before regaining his balance.

Ye Lin stood still, his feet firmly planted on the stone bricks.

Was my junior brother really this strong?

Yan stared wide-eyed, utterly incredulous. How could this be?

In particular, there was a special force within his body, which he had to exert a great deal of effort to neutralize.

How could Soul King like himself fail to withstand a single punch from this kid?

The Flame Lord Martial Soul possesses both strong offense and defense; even if Xie Yue were to arrive, he wouldn't dare to directly confront it with a single punch.

At this moment, his eyes were filled with deep apprehension.

Ye Lin pulled back his right hand that he had swung out.

Are you coming now?

Hu Liena exclaimed happily, "Junior brother, you're amazing! You're so incredible!"

She stood beside the stone steps, unable to suppress the smile on her face. She jumped up with joy, and her chest trembled violently.

Upon hearing this, Yan's face turned ashen.

In all these years, he had never heard Hu Liena praise him like that.

I was already prepared to admit defeat.

But now we must regain our dignity as men!

He clenched his teeth, his fists cracking, "Don't get too excited! Let's go again!"

He charged forward again.

This is the first time the Second Soul Ring has lit up.

Second Spirit Skill: Granite Rock.

A layer of granite patterns rose up on his body, covering his shoulders, arms, and chest, as if he were wearing a stone armor.

He rushed in front of Ye Lin and threw another punch.

Ye Lin chuckled softly.

"Overestimating yourself!"

He threw a punch as well, and their fists collided once more.

A powerful force surged forth from Yan's fist.

The granite veins split open in the middle, and fragments of rock flew out, shattering and crackling all over the ground.

"I've already let you have two moves; now it's my turn."

Ye Lin pushed off the ground with his right foot and followed Yan in his direction.

Stepping on the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, he swiftly closed in on Yan's body.

His right fist slammed into Yan's stomach.

The intense pain instantly widened Yan's eyes, his mouth gaped open, and the force jolted him backward.

Ye Lin followed up again and threw another punch.

Yan tried to steady himself, but when those two punches landed, he was so out of breath that he couldn't even catch his breath, let alone fight back.

He was completely dominated and couldn't exert any strength at all.

You forced me to do this!

Fifth Soul Skill: Flying Sand and Raging Flames

A patch of dark red lava rose from the ground, and flying sand mixed with hot magma crashed towards Ye Lin.

When that ferocious attack landed, Ye Lin was also badly hurt. After all, it was his Fifth Soul Skill.

He just stood there, letting the lava splatter on his body.

Yan finally steadied himself and gasped for breath.

"Kid! Aren't you going to use your Soul Skill yet?"

"I knew you were capable, but I never expected you to be so arrogant!"

Hu Liena, standing nearby, also called out, "Junior brother, be careful!"

Ye Lin stood in that patch of dark red firelight, his expression unchanged.

The lava flowed down his shoulders and chest, and the flying sand hit his skin, making a series of rustling sounds.

His upper body clothing was burned away, and the exposed skin was only slightly red, showing no signs of injury.

"What! How is this possible!"

"Even my Fifth Soul Skill can't break through your defense!"

"Why should this happen?!"

"What kind of Martial Soul do you have? How come you're stronger than my Flame Lord in every aspect?!"

Ye Lin said, "Nothing is impossible. Aren't you going to admit defeat now?"

Yan snorted coldly, "Don't even think about it! You just wait!"

Ye Lin smiled.

"I'm waiting for your attack to build up my 'Grit. What are you waiting for?"

Yan was taken aback.

Before he could react, Ye Lin raised his right hand, and his Fourth Spirit Ring lit up.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Haymaker!"

The Fourth Soul Skill, Haymaker, has a passive effect, granting a 50% increase to attack power, defense power, strength, speed, health, and Spiritual Power, and converting damage received into Grit.

The active effect converts Grit into attack power, releasing it all at once. The more Grit is accumulated, the higher the damage.

He swung his right hand forward, and a powerful impact shot out from his fist, a golden light pushing towards Yan.

Yan was standing right in the middle of the impact.

He laughed heartily.

"Your defense is strong, but mine isn't weak either. You can't hurt me!"

Ye Lin laughed, "But my attacks ignore defense."

Yan's eyes widened. "What!"

The impact landed on his chest.

His Flame Lord Martial Soul was knocked off its possession state with a bang, a mouthful of blood gushed from his throat, and he collapsed to the ground, his body trembling convulsively.

"How is this possible!"

Ye Lin withdrew his right hand.

"This is already the result of me controlling the effect of my Soul Skill; otherwise, you might have died if I had really landed a punch."

He paused, glanced at Hu Liena.

"If I see you harassing your senior sister again, don't blame me for being ruthless."

This time I'll hurt you, next time I'll kill you!

Hu Liena was completely stunned.

She stared blankly at Ye Lin standing in front of her, her beautiful eyes wide open. He had already repelled Yan, but he had actually defeated him head-on?

"Junior brother, you actually defeated Yan?"

She knew Yan's strength all too well.

Even his older brother wouldn't dare say he could easily defeat him; his powerful defense is very difficult to break through.

But now, Yan has been paralyzed by a single Soul Skill!

Ye Lin waved his hand casually.

"No problem."

He glanced at Yan lying on the ground.

"Six months ago, he would have been a real problem. But now..."

Ye Lin shook his head.

He's not even a problem.

Upon hearing this, Yan was so angry that he trembled all over.

This is absolutely outrageous!

He, a dignified level 51 Soul King, had never suffered such humiliation.

"You..."

Yan's chest heaved violently. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Puff!

Immediately afterwards, his eyes rolled back, his head lolled to the side, and he completely lost consciousness.