After another violent collision, Wang Qiu'er and Jiang Hai finally separated.
Jiang Hai's clothes hung in tatters, exposing his powerfully built upper body. Red marks streaked his bronze skin, and his arms were covered in bruises.
Intense pain stabbed at him.
After all, he held no weapon. Facing the divine Golden Dragon Spear with a pair of bare hands was naturally a tremendous struggle. Even so, the injuries on his left arm were visibly much lighter than those on his right.
The Lifebound Soul Tool.
Though it had only just taken shape, it was already proving its worth in battle.
Wang Qiu'er's clothes were largely undamaged, but she was panting, her body drenched in sweat.
Wang Qiu'er said, "Your control over your body is a little lacking, but you're the strongest human I've ever met. Still, the mysteries of the golden dragon martial soul aren't limited to physical strength. Give it everything you've got from here on. At this level, you're not enough to be my opponent."
As Wang Qiu'er spoke, golden light gathered behind her, forming a lifelike image of a golden dragon. This was how most beast martial souls manifested; only after martial soul possession would their Soul Masters display various beastlike transformations.
The golden dragon imprinted itself upon Wang Qiu'er and merged with her body. A powerful aura surged outward, and five soul rings-yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black-rose from beneath her feet in succession. Wang Qiu'er had no sixth soul ring, even though she had already reached level 60.
Looking at the girl before him, who seemed cold and proud but was actually rather kind, Jiang Hai could not help smiling faintly.
In truth, if they had continued fighting as before, Wang Qiu'er would undoubtedly have held an enormous advantage with her Golden Dragon Spear. Yet