A Difficult Battle

"First Soul Skill: Vajra Strength Fist!"

"First Soul Skill: Vajra Strength Fist!"

The two men had the same first Soul Skill. As they activated it, their originally green arms instantly turned gold. Vajra fist force gathered, and with a punch, football-sized Vajra fist imprints flew from their hands, one after the other, hurtling toward Li Fei.

Both brothers knew that the formidable one in the opposing pair was not the Soul Grandmaster with twenty levels of Soul Power, but Li Fei, the Soul Master with only sixteen levels. So they went all out from the start, intending to take Li Fei down.

"Bring it on!"

Li Fei laughed loudly. Rather than retreating, he charged forward, swinging the Tungsten Steel Rod as he rushed at the brothers. At the same time, Qian Renxue moved out, circling around them from the side.

Li Fei twisted aside to dodge the first Vajra fist imprint. The Tungsten Steel Rod glowed an earthy yellow as he smashed it into the second wave of Vajra fist force, shattering it outright before continuing his charge toward the brothers without losing speed.

The brothers were typical strength-type Soul Masters. Their speed was not particularly high, and their primary fighting style was defensive counterattacks. Thus, faced with Li Fei charging at them, they neither dodged nor retreated, choosing to meet him head-on.

The younger brother gave the elder one a look, then took a step forward and slammed toward Li Fei. He activated Vajra Strength Fist again, but this time, rather than sending the fist imprint flying, he condensed it around his arm and smashed a punch down at Li Fei.

Li Fei refused to be outdone. He swung the Tungsten Steel Rod upward from below.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal striking metal rang out, followed by an invisible shockwave that spread outward and swept up dust from the arena.

"Thud, thud..."

Under the tremendous recoil, Li Fei took two steps back before dispersing the force. The younger brother across from him retreated five steps before coming to a stop.

"Second Soul Skill: Vajra Cannon Hammer!"

The elder brother instantly understood what the younger brother had meant. The moment Li Fei retreated, he threw a punch. His fist force shot toward Li Fei like a cannonball.

Having just steadied himself, Li Fei did not dare let down his guard in the slightest. He held the Tungsten Steel Rod horizontally before him, blocking the incoming fist force. In that instant, his scalp suddenly tingled and the hairs on his body stood on end.

"Boom!"

The fist force emitted a red glow the instant it struck the Tungsten Steel Rod, then exploded outright. The powerful blast sent Li Fei flying backward.

"Damn it!"

Seeing Li Fei blown away, Qian Renxue could not spare attention for anything else. With a sharp cry, she swung the Angel Sacred Sword at the elder brother. Yet the younger brother had been prepared. His golden arm swung around and smashed toward her like an enormous iron hammer.

Qian Renxue had no choice but to raise the Angel Sacred Sword before her. The fist struck the blade, and the immense force bent the entire sword. Left with no alternative, Qian Renxue could only brace the blade with both hands.

At that moment, a burst of explosive force erupted from the younger brother's fist, as though vajra itself had shattered, far beyond Qian Renxue's expectations. Only six years old, Qian Renxue was not only petite but lacked much strength. How could she withstand such terrifying force? She was sent flying five meters into the air.

Fortunately, the Angel Sacred Sword had shielded her. Otherwise, that punch would have either killed her or left her severely wounded.

A figure leaped into the air and caught Qian Renxue as she flew backward, then landed steadily opposite the brothers. Catching the scent of Li Fei's hormones, Qian Renxue's pretty face beneath her mask flushed red.

"I didn't expect that fist force to explode. I thought it merely burst apart!"

After setting Qian Renxue down, Li Fei tore off his tattered clothing, revealing muscles forged like refined iron. They were not exaggerated, but streamlined, balancing strength and speed. This was the result of his deliberate training over the years.

Li Fei looked at the brothers in surprise. If his body had not instinctively tensed every muscle just now, he might have been injured.

In the end, he simply lacked too much combat experience and had been somewhat at a loss when faced with that situation.

"Second Soul Skill: Vajra Cannon Hammer!"

The brothers would not give Li Fei time to react. They shouted in unison and pressed their hands together. Two explosive red streams of fist force flew out, merging into a red energy sphere in midair before turning into a streak of red light that shot toward Li Fei.

"Your Highness, get farther away first!"

Li Fei warned Qian Renxue, then forcefully threw her aside. At the same time, he circulated Soul Power through his legs and used the technique of Burst Step. Though he had not fully mastered it yet, it still greatly increased his speed.

With a quick shift, Li Fei dodged the massive red sphere and charged toward the brothers with the Tungsten Steel Rod in hand.

"Watch out!"

Qian Renxue's voice rang out. Li Fei instinctively turned around and saw that the red sphere had actually looped through the air and was charging at him again.

"It has a tracking effect too?"

He immediately understood how the move worked. Not only did Li Fei not slow down, he sped up and continued charging, completely ignoring the sphere behind him. Swinging the Tungsten Steel Rod, he unleashed several rod shadows that crashed down upon the brothers.

At the same time, Li Fei began using his footwork to constantly dart around the brothers, always keeping their bodies positioned between himself and the red sphere.

This was where the weakness of strength-type Soul Masters showed itself. In order to maintain the technique, the slower brothers could not make the sphere bypass them to attack Li Fei, whose speed far surpassed theirs. They could only use Vajra Strength Fist to increase their arms' defensive power and continuously ward off his attacks.

"This brat is improving so quickly in battle!"

The two men, forced into a passive defense, grew more alarmed as they fought. This brat was constantly growing during the battle itself. He had a good grasp of attack rhythm, timing, and distance. Though still immature, he was no longer as clumsy as when they had first exchanged blows.

"Brat, you really are nimble, but that little girl over there isn't as strong as you, is she?!"

The elder brother knocked aside Li Fei's Tungsten Steel Rod with a punch, a cold smile curling across his lips. The red sphere circling the three of them instantly changed direction and shot toward Qian Renxue.

"Not good!"

Li Fei's expression changed. He did not care whether this was a trap or not and compressed all his remaining Soul Power into the soles of his feet.

"Boom!"

A dull sound rang out, and several cracks instantly spread across the arena. Li Fei flashed forward five meters, rushing toward Qian Renxue.

"He fell for it!"

The red sphere changed direction again and charged straight at Li Fei. The brothers revealed smug smiles, though they could not conceal the exhaustion in their eyes. Although this move was not a Martial Soul fusion skill, constantly controlling the red sphere consumed an enormous amount of Soul Power. By now, the brothers had nearly exhausted theirs and could only control the sphere for around ten more seconds.

Of course, it was worth it. As long as they defeated Li Fei, the brothers firmly believed that they would win the Soul Battle.