Battle! Qian Daoliu! (Currently in Recommendation PK, Begging for Continued Reading)

Seeing Lin Feng agree, Qian Renxue and Ling Yuan, who had originally wanted to speak up and dissuade him, fell silent as well.

Yet anxiety still lingered in their eyes.

Although Qian Daoliu had told them he would suppress his strength to the Soul Grandmaster realm, as a Peerless Douluo, his control over Soul Power and his combat experience still far surpassed Lin Feng's.

"Grandpa, you'd better be careful~"

Qian Renxue narrowed her eyes, her tone brimming with something called a threat.

Qian Daoliu's mouth twitched. This Little Cotton-padded Jacket had been letting in drafts lately—she could never go back to how she used to be.

After lamenting inwardly for two and a half seconds, he turned his gaze toward Lin Feng.

Seeing no trace of fear on Lin Feng's face, he could not help but praise him inwardly. However, he merely snorted and said, "You make the first move. This old man will give you a few advantages."

"Alright!"

Lin Feng did not stand on ceremony. The Innate Treasure Pearl had already been summoned.

A purple soul ring floated up and down.

Without using the soul ring, Lin Feng waved his hand.

"Second Soul Skill, Earth Fire Surge."

Crimson flames erupted from the ground, with some rising high into the air.

His right hand formed a strange hand seal.

"Condense!"

The flame Field transformed into more than a dozen blazing swords.

The temperature around them immediately began to rise.

"I call this move Unlimited Blade Works. What do you think, Grandpa?"

Qian Daoliu sneered.

"The name sounds rather impressive, but I wonder about its power. Can it live up to such a lofty name?"

Lin Feng smiled.

"Please enlighten me."

As soon as he spoke, a blazing sword appeared in Lin Feng's hand as well.

With a thunderous shout, he charged straight at Qian Daoliu.

Streaks of light shot through the air, speeding toward Qian Daoliu at the same time.

The flames on the ground followed in tandem, closing in on Qian Daoliu.

Scorching heat waves instantly spread outward.

Holding the fiery sword, Lin Feng attacked Qian Daoliu's center line.

Using his mind three ways at once, he locked down Qian Daoliu's upper, middle, and lower routes.

Clang!

"Second Soul Skill, Angel Guard."

To the astonishment of Lin Feng and the other two, Qian Daoliu caught Lin Feng's sword the instant Lin Feng reached him.

With a flash of his body, he evaded the attacks from the air and avoided the blazing flames on the ground.

His timing was perfect, and he did not use a single bit of excess Soul Power.

Lin Feng inwardly cursed himself. How could the three attacks arrive at the same time? He should have added a time delay between them.

"Kid, you're wasting Soul Power."

Qian Daoliu shook his head.

The Angel Spirit appeared, and nine soul rings—eight black and one red—pulsed around him.

Qian Daoliu had restrained his pressure to the absolute limit. Otherwise, the suppression brought by his soul rings alone would have filled everyone present with fear.

The Soul Beast Forest would have descended into chaos as well.

The second black soul ring glowed. It was the activation of Angel Guard.

Lin Feng let out a long breath. That terrifying soul ring configuration had indeed given him quite a shock.

But with Qian Daoliu completely restraining his pressure, he felt more like an ordinary person to Lin Feng.

Intense golden light flashed around Qian Daoliu, enveloping him before gradually fading away.

After canceling his soul skill, Qian Daoliu smiled at Lin Feng.

"Again. I can still give you another advantage."

Qian Renxue frowned.

"Grandpa, didn't you say you'd go easy on Xiao Feng? Why are you still using Soul Skills?"

Qian Daoliu nearly spat out a mouthful of blood. He looked at Qian Renxue resentfully.

"Should Grandpa just turn into a wooden post for your Xiao Feng to chop at?"

Qian Renxue's face flushed, her gaze drifting away.

Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

"That wouldn't be impossible..."

Qian Daoliu finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Then can this still be called sparring and guidance? Xue Er, you really are..."

Qian Renxue stuck out her little tongue but said nothing else.

"Grandpa, please don't hold back. Since I've accepted this, I won't retreat.

From here on, Grandpa, just attack with your full strength.

Mm... of course, at the Soul Grandmaster level."

"Of course."

"Third Soul Skill, Gravity Control!"

The battle erupted in an instant.

Chaotic fragments of rock shot toward Qian Daoliu, while flames transformed into chains that wove through the torrent of stones and swept toward him.

Combined, Lin Feng's Soul Skills resembled a dense net, completely enveloping Qian Daoliu.

There was nowhere to evade!

He could only break through.

Because Lin Feng's Third Soul Skill could be unleashed directly beside Qian Daoliu.

There was no need for any guidance. It drastically shortened the time needed for the attack to land, compressing the enemy's reaction time.

"Good! First Soul Skill, Angel Holy Sword!"

Qian Daoliu praised.

A golden Angel Holy Sword emerged in Qian Daoliu's hand, its brilliant golden radiance cleaving apart a massive boulder before him in an instant.

He charged toward Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's pupils contracted as he swiftly retreated and adjusted his Soul Skill.

The countless stones and flaming chains immediately turned back once more, continuing their assault on Qian Daoliu.

With a thud, Qian Daoliu's back was struck. It did not break through his defenses at all, but it still made him raise an eyebrow.

His use of Soul Skills was so fluid and effortless. He was nothing like a Soul Master who had only just entered the Soul Elder realm.

With the strength of a Soul Grandmaster, one truly could not evade his attacks.

Both of this brat's Soul Skills were long-range. Though the flames could be controlled and reshaped, close combat was surely his weakness.

With that thought, Qian Daoliu stomped heavily on the ground with the tip of his foot, his figure flashing forward.

The longsword in his hand was like a raging dragon in a storm, precisely striking the weakest points of the Soul Power and neutralizing each incoming attack one by one.

"Xiao Feng, be careful!"

"Grandpa is going into close combat!"

Two anxious voices came from afar. Qian Renxue and Ling Yuan's faces were full of concern.

Crack!

The Flame Sword Lin Feng had condensed shattered without question. After all, it had merely been formed through transformation.

It could not compare to Qian Daoliu's pure Soul Skill.

A rare trace of mockery appeared on Qian Daoliu's face.

"Still too weak, brat!"

The golden greatsword flipped, its flat side slamming toward Lin Feng.

"Third Soul Skill!"

A stone wall instantly rose beside Lin Feng, obstructing Qian Daoliu for a moment.

Pushing off with both arms, Lin Feng barely dodged to Qian Daoliu's other side.

"Scattered, it fills the sky like stars; gathered, it becomes a blazing flame."

The Second Soul Skill was unleashed once more. This time, however, Lin Feng directly condensed all the flames into a single fireball.

Its terrifying power instantly sent rolling waves of air through the space around it.

Even when he had been a Soul Grandmaster, the power of this move could rival that of a Soul Elder—let alone now!

Qian Daoliu wanted to close in and take down Lin Feng.

But wasn't Lin Feng also waiting for an opportunity?

Now!

Lin Feng let out a thunderous shout.

The instant the stone wall blocked the Angel Holy Sword, he launched the nearly solid fireball in his hand at Qian Daoliu's abdomen.

Even Qian Daoliu was moved by the berserk energy. Without a doubt, a Soul Grandmaster would never be able to withstand this move!

But his attack had already spent its force, while fresh strength had yet to arise. He could only press on to the bitter end.

"Second Soul Skill, Angel Guard!"

The golden barrier appeared once more.

Crack!

The barrier shattered, and the condensed sphere of fire struck Qian Daoliu's abdomen with perfect accuracy.

His gorgeous, elegant attire was torn open with a large hole, scorched black around the edges, exposing the skin beneath.

At the same time, the Angel Holy Sword, its power weakened by Lin Feng's Third Soul Skill, slammed into Lin Feng's back.

Bang!

Lin Feng was blasted backward, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Qian Daoliu also stopped attacking and looked at Lin Feng with a conflicted expression.

"Xiao Feng!" ×2

Two figures flashed over in an instant, one after the other pulling Lin Feng into their arms.

"Are you alright, Xiao Feng?"

Qian Renxue looked painfully at the wounds on Lin Feng's back. When she turned around, her brows were tightly furrowed as she looked at Qian Daoliu, the blame in her eyes unmistakable.

"Hmph, that brat is fine. He won."

Qian Daoliu withdrew his Martial Soul, glanced at his clothes with distress, and snorted irritably.

Lin Feng struggled to his feet, the corners of his lips lifting slightly.

"Grandpa still went easy on me."

He said it lightly, but the burning pain in his back was all too real.

He was nothing if not stubborn.

There was no way he would admit defeat or say that he was in bad shape.

"Breath of Life."

Under the soft white glow, Lin Feng's injuries rapidly healed.

Qian Daoliu's mouth twitched. He could take hits, deal damage, and heal—what kind of monster was this?

That move just now had already reached the level of a Soul Ancestor. Forget himself while suppressed to Soul Grandmaster level—even if he were suppressed to Soul Elder level, he probably would not have come out unscathed in that situation.

Qian Renxue and Ling Yuan both breathed sighs of relief.

Their eyes were filled with delight and admiration.

To win a spar against Qian Daoliu—even a Qian Daoliu who had suppressed his strength—was enough for Lin Feng to brag about.