Victory

Li Fei's Soul Power had also been completely depleted by that sudden displacement just now. In the end, his Soul Power was still nearly ten levels below that of the two brothers. Competing in Soul Power was simply impossible.

But Li Fei's true strength was not his Soul Power. It was his Body Martial Soul and the tough physique he had forged through years of relentless training.

Li Fei, who had already reached Qian Renxue, planted his feet and raised the Tungsten Steel Rod above his head. The muscles in his calves continuously contracted and expanded, pulsing like a heart. This was precisely the force-generating method of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Throw.

As the rod swung out, a piercing howl erupted, and ripples spread through the air. It struck the red sphere of light with perfect accuracy. Overwhelming force burst forth and directly shattered the sphere without even allowing an explosion to occur.

"It's over, Mighty Duo!"

After scattering the sphere, Li Fei's expression was resolute. The muscles in his legs pulsed even faster. This time, he did not channel the force into his arms. Instead, he unleashed it directly beneath his feet. Like a spring, he shot forward and instantly arrived before the two brothers, swinging the Tungsten Steel Rod out with all his strength.

"Bang!"

The two brothers were sent flying, crashing heavily onto the ground outside the arena.

The entire audience instantly fell silent. Just a second ago, Mighty Duo had held the upper hand, and everyone believed their victory was assured. Yet in the blink of an eye, the brothers had been sent flying out of the ring and lost the match.

For a moment, many gamblers who had bet on Mighty Duo found it hard to accept, especially since their opponents were two children.

"The fifth match has concluded! The winners are Holy Rabbit Duo!" The host quickly recovered and hurried onto the stage to announce the result.

"We won! We won!"

Qian Renxue grabbed Li Fei's arm and jumped up and down in celebration. A six-year-old girl naturally knew nothing about propriety between men and women. She simply felt overwhelmingly happy at that moment.

"Yeah! We won!"

Li Fei spoke with exhaustion written all over his face, though he wore a satisfied smile. He had not felt much while unleashing his full power just now, but now that his mind relaxed, soreness spread throughout his body and exhaustion continuously washed over him. Still, he had thoroughly enjoyed this battle. It had been invigorating, and he relished the process of gradually becoming stronger through combat.

Given his current condition, Li Fei had no way to participate in any more Soul Arena matches. He could only drag his exhausted body out of the Soul Arena with Qian Renxue.

By then, they had already removed their masks, and Li Fei had changed into a different outfit as they walked down the street.

"Li Fei, once I've mastered my swordsmanship, let's come participate in Soul Arena matches again!" Qian Renxue said earnestly as they walked. She had seen everything during today's match. If she had not held Li Fei back, he probably would have won much earlier and would not be so exhausted now.

"Sure." Li Fei, so tired that he only wanted to go home and sleep, nodded blankly.

"But there's one thing you have to promise me!" Qian Renxue said seriously.

"What is it?" Li Fei asked in confusion.

"In future Soul Arena matches, you don't need to deliberately protect me. I want to learn how to fight too. I want to become as strong as you!" Qian Renxue was resolute. A trace of worry showed in her eyes. She was afraid that Li Fei would be hurt because of her, and she did not want that. That was why she wanted to grow stronger, strong enough to protect herself.

"This..." Li Fei suddenly felt all his exhaustion vanish, and his face filled with reluctance.

"I know you're worried about my identity! Don't worry, I'll speak with Father afterward. This won't implicate you," Qian Renxue said in a low voice, having noticed the concern in Li Fei's eyes and wanting to put him at ease.

This girl really knows how to make things difficult. From now on, I'll have to end battles quickly and avoid giving her any chances to make a move! Having decided on his approach for future battles, Li Fei nodded and agreed.

When they passed Yiren Pastry Shop, Li Fei thought for a moment before going inside to buy several Strawberry Cakes, which he handed to Qian Renxue.

"Here's today's share of cake!"

"Mm! I got it!" Qian Renxue accepted the cakes, delight appearing in her eyes. She said seriously, "Also, I'll complete today's training by myself. You should go back and get some rest early!"

"Alright! Your Highness, I'll be going first!"

After returning home, Li Fei plunged straight onto his bed and began sleeping soundly. He did not wake until the next morning, when hunger roused him. He stretched lazily and slowly sat up.

"That was a really comfortable sleep!"

"My Soul Power..."

Just as Li Fei was about to move around and get breakfast, he discovered in surprise that his Soul Power had actually risen by one level, reaching level seventeen. Moreover, the circulation of Soul Power within his body had become smoother.

"Does this count as an unexpected surprise?"

Nodding in satisfaction, Li Fei went to the kitchen. Jiang Xin had already prepared a large table full of food, while Li Ming sat at the dining table with a rather poor expression on his face.

"Dad, what happened?" Li Fei asked, picking up a piece of Soul Beast meat from the table and taking a bite.

"Fei Er, we left in too much of a hurry back then and didn't bring along those workers who helped make the gunpowder. But it's been over two months now, and we haven't seen a single sign of them!" Li Ming said solemnly.

"I thought it was something serious. So that's all it is." Li Fei looked speechless upon hearing this. From the very beginning, he had never intended to keep the method of making Black Powder a secret. In this world, strength reigned supreme. Only strength was fundamental, and things like gunpowder were merely transitional tools.

"I'm being serious when I tell you this, brat!" Li Ming's expression darkened.

"Dad, don't worry! Each of those craftsmen only knows one part of the process. The most crucial ingredient, white sugar, is known only to you and me. Even if they manage to make Black Powder, it'll only be slightly stronger than fireworks!"

This world already had gunpowder, but much like ancient China, it was mostly made into fireworks for viewing.

"Really?!"

"Really!"

Only after seeing his son nod seriously did Li Ming finally let out a sigh of relief.

"See? I told you there was no problem. If there were, Fei Er would have told you long ago!" Jiang Xin said irritably as she sat beside Li Ming.

"I was just worried!" Li Ming said with an embarrassed expression.

Li Fei looked helplessly at the two of them. To avoid being fed their lovey-dovey display, he abruptly sped up his eating. In just a few minutes, he had eaten until he was eighty percent full.

"I'm heading to Spirit Hall first!" With that, he stood up and fled as though escaping.

Once outside the house, Li Fei slowed into a leisurely pace and made his way toward Spirit Hall without any hurry.

Upon entering Spirit Hall, he headed directly toward the simulated cultivation room as usual.

"Waaah! Waaah! Waaah!..."

Faint, muffled sobbing reached his ears, leaving Li Fei puzzled. He could tell it was Qian Renxue's voice, but who in all of Spirit Hall could possibly provoke this little ancestor and make her cry?

Following the sound, Li Fei found Qian Renxue sitting beside a hill with her knees hugged to her chest. Her body trembled with sobs, her eyes swollen and red as she gazed toward the distant soul master academy.

Sister Ying was unusually not hidden in the shadows. Instead, she stood behind Qian Renxue as straight as a spear, her face also showing a measure of helplessness.