Huang Lizong was also stunned. The reason he used this attack was because he was so angry about what had just happened that he attacked Qi Ling without considering the consequences.
Now, having calmed down, he was completely enveloped by a sense of fear, because he knew that with the talent Qi Ling had displayed, even a hundred of him wouldn't be worth a single hair of his.
"I, I... it's his fault, it's all his fault!" Huang Lizong cried out in fear, "He's the one who challenged me, he's the one who wanted to fight me, it's all his fault!"
"Damn it, you shameless scoundrel, I'll kill you right now!" Enraged, Dugu Bo disregarded everything else and was about to kill Huang Lizong to avenge Qi Ling.
But just as Dugu Bo rushed towards Huang Lizong, his right hand already covered in dark green poison, preparing to kill Huang Lizong with a single blow, a voice suddenly came from the raging flames. "Old man, don't be in such a hurry to strike, our contest isn't over yet."
Then, to everyone's astonishment, Qi Ling emerged from within, like a war god, his feet treading on raging flames. The flames clung to his golden armor, seemingly scorching it to a golden-red color and giving it a strange pattern.
The impact of this scene was so strong that not only Huang Lizong, but almost everyone present had the same thought: Is this man truly invincible?
" Teacher Huang, I'm sorry, please let us continue," Qi Ling said calmly. "As for the other teachers and students, please step back to a safe distance."
"Kid? You're really alright?" Dugu Bo asked in surprise. He had felt the explosion just now; let alone a Soul Elder, even a Soul Saint would probably be seriously injured.
"It's really nothing, old man, you should hurry up and leave," Qi Ling said.
Is Qi Ling really alright? No, in fact, he is now in a state of complete and severe injury.
The powerful explosive impact rendered the Poison-Prohibition Domain completely ineffective. What saved his life was a Guardian Crystal he used in time, which helped him neutralize the attack from the Soul Saint level.
Even so, Qi Ling had already suffered serious injuries, because the impact of the explosion was only part of Huang Lizong's attack. What was even more terrifying was the high temperature of the flames; no living thing could survive in such an environment.
Qi Ling's Golden Sacred Dragon Armor had reached its maximum damage-bearing capacity in such flames, and had even begun to melt. The extent of the injuries Qi Ling had suffered was unimaginable.
But Qi Ling persevered. Even after emerging from the sea of hellfire, he remained standing! And now, it was time for his enemies to wail in despair.
Looking at Qi Ling before him, Huang Lizong no longer saw Qi Ling as merely a Soul Elder, but as an enemy beyond compare, an enemy that could neither be defeated nor killed.
"You, you don't come any closer!" Huang Lizong cried out in terror. "I, I... are you a human or a ghost?!"
"Of course I am human, Teacher Huang," Qi Ling said Lingling.
"I don't believe it, you're clearly a ghost! Sixth Soul Skill..."
Huang Lizong was about to use his strongest Sixth Soul Skill, and even the black Soul Ring on his body had lit up, ready to unleash his Soul Power.
But at that moment, a white light emanated from Qi Ling's body, like a ribbon, and Entanglement around Huang Lizong's black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.
"Excuse me, Teacher Huang, your performance time is over. Now it's my turn!" Qi Ling said Lingling.
An intermediate-level Ring Sealing Technique can seal one of the opponent's Soul Skill (Seventh Soul Skill or lower) without their consent, for up to one hour, preventing them from using that Soul Skill.
For Qi Ling in his current state, if he were to withstand another Sixth Soul Skill from his opponent, he might not be able to hold on. Therefore, Qi Ling took the initiative and directly sealed his strongest skill.
"What, what is this? What did you do? Why can't I use my Sixth Soul Skill?" Huang Lizong said in horror, even subconsciously trying to touch his Soul Ring, but naturally he couldn't touch anything.
"It's nothing. I've already said, Teacher Huang, your performance time is over, so please don't use your Soul Skill anymore." Qi Ling slowly walked towards Huang Lizong, raising her fist as she did so.
"You claim your attacks can instantly kill anyone below the Soul Emperor level? You're wrong, Teacher Huang. Let me show you what an instant kill truly is!"
Seeing Qi Ling raise her fist, and astonishing Soul Power begin to gather on it, Huang Lizong's fear became even more palpable. In his current panic, he was only one-tenth of his original strength, and if he were hit by Qi Ling, he would have no chance of resisting.
In this situation, escape was the only option, and Huang Lizong had no intention of losing his life! So, as he ran outside, he shouted, "I'm not fighting anymore! I'm not fighting anymore! I admit defeat..."
But just as Huang Lizong was about to declare his defeat, Qi Ling waved his hand, and an ancient-looking hemp rope was thrown from his body and Entanglement Huang Lizong's body.
This seemingly ordinary rope bound Huang Lizong tightly, immobilizing him and preventing him from uttering anything, even his words of surrender were gagged and he couldn't say anything.
" Teacher Huang, you can't be so cunning. You think you can just leave after your performance?" Qi Ling laughed, but that smile looked terrifying. "Otherwise, when it's my turn to perform, how am I supposed to perform if I'm the only one left?"
Given Huang Lizong's current state, the Immortal-Binding Rope can completely imprison him for ten seconds! Although this time is not long, it is more than enough for Qi Ling, since he only needs the time of one punch.
" Tyrant Dragon Fist: Air Tremor!"
Qi Ling did not hold back against Huang Lizong's punch. Firstly, as a Soul Emperor, Huang Lizong's physical attributes were naturally extremely strong, and he could completely withstand Qi Ling's full-force punch.
Another reason is that Qi Ling was truly facing death just now, so naturally she won't show any mercy to Huang Lizong now! Whether you survive or not depends on your fate.
"Boom!"
The onlookers only heard a loud bang, and then Huang Lizong was like a cannonball, falling accurately into the distant woods.
Qi Ling estimated that even if his punch didn't kill Huang Lizong, it would cause multiple fractures throughout his body. It seemed that his injuries were indeed very serious, and even the Tyrant Dragon Fist was only left with such power.
"But it's good that you won," Qi Ling said with a smile. "Now you know what a true instant kill means, don't you?"