"You're a Soul Douluo too?!"
Niu Gao thought he was hearing things, his face full of disbelief.
Hum-
His Soul Rings activated, eight rings lighting up one after another: yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, red, red.
Starting with the fourth Soul Ring, things began to look wrong. The farther along they went, the deeper their colors and oppressive force became, until the final two rings changed from black to a deep crimson. The terrifying pressure finally reached its peak, sweeping over them like a tide that blotted out heaven and earth.
"Am I seeing things?"
This was the first time his Li Si persona had displayed his Soul Rings before everyone. Even someone like Niu Gao, who had weathered great winds and waves, was thoroughly thunderstruck and rubbed his eyes hard.
A rebellious streak surged up in him, and he huffed irritably. "My Soul Power has improved again over these past two years. I've reached rank eighty-four, so don't underestimate me!"
The corners of Lin Qian's mouth rose as he introduced himself. "Li Si, Martial Soul: Ice Jade Scorpion, rank eighty-five Power Attack System battle Soul Douluo."
"Ah!"
He had never expected the other man to be a rank above him. Niu Gao could no longer keep his composure.
Lin Qian said, "Senior, how about this? The Defense Clan excels at defense, so let's have a contest. Neither of us will use our Martial Souls or Soul Skills, but we can gather Soul Power. I'll take a slight disadvantage and throw only one punch, while you can hit me three times. How does that sound?"
Three punches for one? Was there really such a good deal?
Niu Gao had even more questions. Had this Li Si lived in pampered luxury for so long that being a noble had made