"Of course!" Yu Tianheng smiled confidently, then looked at Mu Qing, "You better perform well, or you'll be in for a world of trouble when we get back!"
Mu Qing nodded emphatically. "Master, don't worry, I will do my best."
At the same time, Xue Qinghe looked at Lin Bao and cautioned him, "Your opponent hasn't awakened Martial Soul; he's just an ordinary person. But those who cultivate Martial Dao should not be underestimated. I hope you will be vigilant and not underestimate your opponent."
"Your Highness, rest assured, I will do my utmost and will not underestimate our opponent."
"Alright, let's begin then."
Then Yu Tianheng, Xue Qinghe, and the two who were dueling arrived at an open space.
Mu Qing and Lin Bao entered the arena and stood facing each other, about three zhang apart.
Lin Bao looked at the thin Mu Qing, grinned, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth, his eyes full of contempt. "I heard you're just an ordinary person, yet you want to Battle Soul Master? Very well, today I'll show you the power of Soul Master!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud bang was heard, and three Soul Ring suddenly rose from beneath Lin Bao's feet, two yellow and one purple, Three-Ring Soul Master!
At the same time, his Martial Soul, a jet-black spiked club, instantly condensed in his palm. The club was as thick as an adult's arm, its surface covered with sharp barbs, and a ferocious beast head was embedded at the top. As he swung his arm, the iron chains rattled, and the air was torn apart with a piercing shriek.
" First Soul Skill, Ground-Shattering Strike!" Lin Bao shouted, the first bright yellow Soul Ring under his feet shone brightly, and the barbs on his spiked club glowed with an eerie light. He was about to unleash " Ground-Shattering Strike." Just as his Soul Power was injected into his Martial Soul, a blur flashed past his eyes. Mu Qing had already closed in on him without him noticing, and his fist, accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, was aimed straight at his face.
"Damn it!" Lin Bao's pupils shrank sharply, and in a hurry, he held the spiked club horizontally in front of his chest. The two forces collided with a deafening roar, and the barbs on the surface of the spiked club were shattered inch by inch by the force of the punch.
Lin Bao's feet plowed two deep furrows into the blue brick ground, and he flew backward like a kite with a broken string, his back slamming heavily against a pillar three zhang away, causing the carved wooden beams to shed dust.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared incredulously at the faint aura of blood and qi surrounding Mu Qing —this person without Martial Soul had a fist force that was even more domineering than his own full-power Soul Skill!
"It's unbelievable that a martial artist who cultivates Martial Dao could unleash such terrifying power!"
Upon witnessing this scene, Xue Qinghe's gaze sharpened. He had been somewhat skeptical when Yu Tianheng spoke of Martial Dao, but after seeing it with his own eyes, his doubts vanished, and his expression changed slightly.
In contrast, Yu Tianheng remained calm.
Mu Qing was his personal disciple. He had passed on almost all of his martial Martial Dao to Mu Qing, except for the Heaven-level technique " Nine Heavens Divine Lightning Prison Suppression Scripture ". Various cultivation resources, including Body Tempering Liquid, Body Tempering Spirit Liquid, Dragon Scale Bone Tempering Wine, and Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast flesh and blood, were all supplied without limit.
With the support of abundant resources, Mu Qing's Martial Dao cultivation progressed rapidly. In just a few years, he reached the third realm of Martial Dao, the Sinew Refining Realm, and was at the Sinew Refining Realm Ninth Layer Bone Forging Realm, which would be equivalent to level 39 in terms of Soul Master level.
Lin Bao, who was fighting Mu Qing, only Soul Power of level 32. How could he possibly be a match for Mu Qing?
With Mu Qing's current combat strength, he could even put up a fight against Four-Ring Soul Master.
"Pah!" Lin Bao spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes sharpening. He admitted that he had underestimated Mu Qing before, and now, having witnessed the powerful combat strength of a martial artist, Lin Bao was on high alert.
He retreated more than ten meters, putting distance between himself and Mu Qing.
Then he used his Second Soul Skill.
Lin Bao's Second Soul Ring suddenly flared with yellow light, and a jet-black spiked club materialized in his hand, its jagged barbs gleaming with a chilling light.
With a roar, the patterns on the surface of the spiked club swirled, and the Second Soul Skill, " Earth-Shaking Frenzied Smash," was activated!
The staff instantly expanded to three times its original size, carrying the force to split mountains and shatter rocks, and crashing down on Mu Qing with a whistling wind. Wherever it passed, the ground cracked inch by inch, and scattered stones everywhere.
Mu Qing's pupils contracted slightly, his True Qi surged like a raging tide, and he uttered a low shout, " Mysterious Gold Hand!"
This is Martial Skill recorded in the " Golden Body Art," Earth Rank martial art taught by Yu Tianheng.
In an instant, pale golden light burst forth from Mu Qing's body, his hands were covered by a layer of solidified golden light, flowing with ancient and mysterious patterns, as if a god had descended to earth. Instead of retreating, he advanced, leaping up to meet the spiked club, his palms striking down like metal.
"Boom!" The two forces collided, unleashing a deafening roar. The shockwave spread outwards from the point of impact, sending fallen leaves and pebbles flying dozens of feet into the air.
Lin Bao's mouth was shattered, and blood dripped down his spiked club. He staggered back more than ten steps. Mu Qing's feet sank deep into the ground, his arms trembled slightly, but the golden light still firmly enveloped his hands.
As the smoke cleared, Mu Qing's lips curled into a cold smile, the golden light in his palm shining even brighter, ready to launch the next offensive at any moment.
"You bastard, you forced me to do this!"
Enraged by his two consecutive setbacks, Lin Bao decided to unleash his most powerful Third Soul Skill. As a result, the third Soul Ring around his body glowed with purple light.
" Third Soul Skill, Wolf Fang Cage!"
He roared and hurled his spiked club into the sky. Countless runes flashed and condensed in the void, instantly forming a giant cage two zhang in diameter, with a forest of cold bone spikes, trapping Mu Qing tightly in the center.
The cage's surface swirled with a dark light that devoured everything in its path, cracking the ground and even swirling the air into vortexes.
Mu Qing's body surged with azure light, and his Mysterious Gold Hand emitted a dazzling golden light.
He unleashed a barrage of palm strikes, the shadows of his hands raining down on the cage, each strike producing a thunderous roar. Yet, the cage, made of bone nails, seemed to regenerate as if alive, new bone spurs rapidly growing from the wounds.
Mu Qing's heart tightened, realizing that most Soul Master ' Third Soul Skill were Thousand-Year Soul Skill, and their power was indeed incomparable to the previous Hundred Transformations Soul Skill.
Seeing this, Lin Bao chuckled, "No need to struggle. My ' Wolf Fang Cage ' can self-repair. Unless you deliver a fatal blow, you can't break through it. You might as well admit defeat now!"
"That's not necessarily true!"
With a low shout, Mu Qing unleashed his True Qi like a volcanic eruption, and a faint dragon-shaped phantom appeared behind him.
He raised both palms, transforming them into sharp claws. Azure-gold True Qi condensed into sharp points at his fingertips—a mid-grade Martial Skill: Dragon Claw Hand!
The combined power of the Mysterious Gold Hand technique within the Golden Body Art is multiplied several times over.
Then a powerful attack was unleashed.
A dazzling dragon shadow surged forth with the force of its claws, distorting space in its wake. The cage crumbled inch by inch amidst the dragon's roar, and thousands of bone nails exploded in all directions like fireworks.
Lin Bao stared wide-eyed in terror. Before he could react, Mu Qing had already charged towards him with the force of Thunder.