Zhang Lexuan also rose into the air, treading through empty space with far greater ease than either Jiang Hai or Chu He. She was the referee for this battle.
"You're not using soul tools?" Chu He asked in surprise.
Although he looked down on soul engineers, there was still a difference in their ranks. The Flying Sword Case Jiang Hai had displayed earlier had also put him on guard-that was the main reason he had not suppressed his soul power. Yet now, a soul engineer actually chose not to summon his martial soul immediately.
Jiang Hai said, "I'll use soul tools when I need them."
Arrogant. Far too arrogant.
Even Chu He had never met anyone so arrogant. A soul engineer with six rings might be a Level 8 Soul Engineer, but how much of a Level 8 Soul Tool's power could a Six-Ring Soul Emperor unleash? Yet Jiang Hai had actually chosen not to summon his soul tools right away against him.
"Eldest Senior Sister, can we begin?" Chu He asked. He could hardly wait.
Zhang Lexuan nodded. "Begin!"
As soon as her words fell, Chu He charged forward. The fourth of his seven soul rings had already lit up. Amid the purple glow of the soul ring, the lake rippled, and an ice horse appeared beneath him. It galloped across the waves as a road of ice formed over the lake.
Fourth soul skill, Iron Horse on an Icy River.
The ice horse galloped wildly. Bitter cold radiated from the spear, and killing intent surged toward the heavens.
Waves of heat rolled outward as black flames soared from the Blazing Fire Coffin. Before the icy killing intent could draw near, it evaporated beneath the heaven-burning black flame.
"What sort of flame is that? Why does it feel so