"Does it matter whether you're a Soul Engineer or a Soul Master? Whichever you are, it means nothing if you can't defeat your opponent." Jiang Hai raised his blade and spoke calmly.
Feihong smiled, but her gaze grew increasingly serious and focused. "That's right. As long as you can win, there's no difference between a Soul Master and a Soul Engineer. Still, I firmly believe my blade can carry me to victory against every opponent. So I never made that choice, nor do I need to. What about you? Will you use your Martial Soul or a Soul Tool?"
"A Soul Tool is enough!" Jiang Hai shouted, already shooting forward like an arrow loosed from its bow. The Bronze Coffin vanished, an azure gleam flashed, and the black Soul Ring around him erupted with dazzling light. His speed more than doubled, until the naked eye could no longer follow his movements. He slashed, his blade grinding fiercely against the air, its momentum towering to the heavens.
"So this is your real speed? Doppelganger Phantom!" A powerful fighting spirit surged from Feihong. With a low shout, she lit up her second Soul Ring and unleashed its Soul Skill in the same instant. Her blade-wielding figure split into eight, evading Jiang Hai's sudden, ferocious slash with perfect timing.
And that was not the end. After her second Soul Ring, her third lit up as well. The moment it shone, the phantom charging toward Jiang Hai became startlingly real.
Third Soul Skill, Iai Slash!
In an instant, every phantom merged into that single figure. A crimson streak of blade light flashed and vanished, moving at an unbelievable speed that an ordinary person could never react to.
Even before Feihong finished forming her doubles, Jiang Hai reacted swiftly as his slash missed. He turned