Upon hearing Qi Ling's words, Bai He was taken aback, thinking he had misheard, and asked in confusion, "You want to compete with me? Compete in what?"
Qi Ling laughed and said, "Of course we'll compete in speed! Comparing anything else with the Speed Clan would be so boring!"
"How do you want to compete? The same rules as before?" Bai He asked.
Qi Ling laughed and said, "No, let's change the venue this time! In such a confined space, the Speed Clan can't unleash their full speed. I'm sure even if we lose, you won't be satisfied."
Bai He listened to Qi Ling's words without speaking, clearly agreeing with Qi Ling's statement. In such a small space, they had to change direction before they could even unleash their full speed, making it impossible for them to reach their maximum speed.
But how could he, a Soul Douluo, expect this young man to give in? That was simply too unacceptable.
"So how do you want to compete?" Bai He asked.
"It'll still be the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, but this time we'll compete outside!" Qi Ling laughed. "This time, even if you, Chief Bai He Crane, don't run into me, as long as you catch up with me, you win!"
"Wait a minute, explain yourself clearly, what does it mean to catch up with you?" Bai Chenxiang said at this moment.
Qi Ling laughed and said, "That's simple. I set off three breaths earlier than you, senior. As long as you follow the route I took and reach the same position as me, you win!"
The Bai He stroked its beard and said, "Are you really that confident in your speed?"
"You'll know once you compete, senior. Besides, even if I lose, I won't lose anything. This money is a loan to you, not a gift," Qi Ling said with a smile.
Bai He thought about it and realized that he didn't owe Qi Ling anything, and they would pay Qi Ling back the money sooner or later.
So the two went to the courtyard. Since they were going to compete in speed, the Blood Devil Emperor naturally had to make an appearance. However, at this time, the Blood Devil Emperor's Soul Ring had not yet recovered, so after Qi Ling summoned the Blood Devil Emperor, no Soul Ring appeared.
Looking at Qi Ling's Martial Soul, Bai He felt a little puzzled. The power of his Martial Soul was beyond doubt, so Bai He obviously did not believe that Qi Ling had not obtained Soul Ring yet.
Seeing the puzzled looks on everyone's faces, Qi Ling explained, "Oh, my Martial Soul had some problems before, so my Soul Ring were temporarily sealed, and I can't use Soul Skill."
"However, this doesn't affect the competition. Let's begin as normal, Chief Bai He."
Bai He was furious upon hearing Qi Ling's words! He was the patriarch of the Speed Clan, and to be fighting a mere youth while only possessing the strength of a Soul Douluo, and in a contest of speed—his greatest asset—was an immense insult.
But now, this boy actually says he doesn't need to use his Soul Skill, and even thinks he can win that way! This is absolutely intolerable! If we really compete according to these rules, even if I win, I'll be humiliated to death.
"Hmph! If I were to gain such a huge advantage over you in a speed contest, I might as well just smash my head against a wall and die!" Bai He said. "I won't use any Soul Skill; I'll only use the speed of my Martial Soul itself to compete with you!"
"Alright, since that's the case, then I'll gladly accept your offer," Qi Ling said with a smile.
In fact, if Bai He were to use her Soul Skill, Qi Ling wouldn't be able to win. The Soul Skill of the Speed Clan are likely all related to speed, especially the Martial Soul Avatar, which could cause a qualitative change in Bai He's speed.
So just now, Qi Ling deliberately said those things to make Bai He feel insulted, and then take the initiative to propose that the two sides should have a fair competition!
Given Bai He He's proud and aloof personality, Qi Ling was 90% certain he would do it. If he really did throw away his pride, then Qi Ling would just lend him the money.
The moment the incense stick was lit, a flash of electricity seemed to pass through Qi Ling's body, and she instantly darted away like a bolt of lightning, disappearing from everyone's sight.
In order to defeat Bai He, Qi Ling used the Lightning Flash and Flint Spark from the very beginning, which greatly increased her speed. At the same time, if the Lightning Flash and Flint Spark only affected her speed, the burden on her body would be greatly reduced, and the aftereffects would be much milder.
Seeing Qi Ling vanish in an instant, Bai He was completely stunned. What happened? Where did that kid go? Was he Speed Clan, or was he himself Speed Clan?
Fortunately, Bai Chenxiang reminded Bai He in time, "Grandpa! Stop spacing out, three breaths have already passed!"
"Huh? Oh!" Bai He was startled and only then came to his senses. He immediately used his movement technique to catch up with Qi Ling.
The two of them disappeared from everyone's sight almost instantly, passing through the city gates of Longxing City and running into the distance.
The guards at the gate felt as if two gentle breezes had blown past them, and they asked each other curiously, "Strange, where did that wind come from?"
Those who remained with the Defense Clan could only wait in place; until the incense burned out, no one knew who would emerge victorious.
So Niu Gao, as the host, invited everyone to sit in the hall and wait. Although Bai Chenxiang was worried about her grandfather, she did not want to be looked down upon, so she had no choice but to sit in the living room as well.
In the hall, Ma Hongjun asked Tang San, who was standing beside him, " Xiao San, who do you think will win, Boss Qi or Chief Bai He?"
"The speed of the Speed Clan is indeed unmatched. As pure Agile Martial Soul, they have already maximized their speed," Tang San said. "Moreover, linear acceleration is their forte."
"Huh? Isn't Boss Qi just asking for trouble? Why does he have to compete like this?" Oscar frowned. " Boss Qi, are you sure you won't lose?"
"Well... I can't make a definitive judgment either," Tang San said hesitantly.
" Brother San, what are you saying? How could Brother Qi lose!" Xiao Wu said indignantly from the side. " Brother Qi will definitely win!"
"You're talking nonsense! My grandfather is the one who will win!" Bai Chenxiang retorted, unconvinced. "When it comes to speed, my grandfather has never lost to anyone!"
"Hmph, no matter what we compete in, Brother Qi has never lost, so it's the same this time. He definitely won't lose!" Xiao Wu retorted, not to be outdone.
Seeing the two women locked in a fierce confrontation, Tang San and the others silently chose to remain silent. It was best for them not to get involved in a women's war.
As the incense stick slowly burned shorter and shorter, everyone grew anxious, wondering who would be the first to return.
Just as the incense stick was burning down to its last bit, the gate of the Defense Clan finally rang, and a figure walked in.
Upon seeing the figure, Bai Chenxiang's expression immediately brightened, while Tang San and the others looked astonished, because the person who walked in was none other than Bai He, the patriarch of the Speed Clan!
Qi Ling did not return.