"You're certain?"
Seeing Qian Renxue challenging him, Muyang couldn't help but reveal a strange expression.
Muyang admitted that the Six-Winged Angel, which naturally came with domain power, was the most powerful martial soul in the entire continent's soul master world, bar none.
In terms of quality alone, it was far superior to his Iceflame Saint Shadow Martial Soul.
What's more, with the Angel God Trials in her possession, Qian Renxue's cultivation speed had been extremely fast. At present, her soul power was already a few level higher than his, having reached level 88 Soul Douluo.
But a soul master's strength couldn't be measured simply by the martial soul's innate quality or the height of one's level. Not to boast, but even if he excluded the Martial Soul Fusion Technique and the amplification of his Spirit Forged Battle Armor, Qian Renxue at Level 88 was still far from being his opponent.
It wouldn't even take a drawn-out three-hundred-round battle. A single Soul Capturing Secret Technique or True Illusion could directly decide the fight.
Although Qian Renxue, at Level 88, held a soul power advantage of four sub-levels over him, and her Angel Head Soul Bone surpassed his Spirit-Gathering Wisdom Skull by nearly forty thousand years of age, in essence there was no fundamental difference between them.
Furthermore, he possessed a method of cultivating spiritual power — Lunar Spirit Refinement. In the past, he had also consumed an immortal herb specialized in enhancing spiritual force: the "Dew Autumn Water." These two factors were beyond Qian Renxue's reach.
In terms of spiritual power alone, Muyang was absolutely capable of instantly defeating Qian Renxue.
He truly had no idea where Qian Renxue found the confidence to challenge him. Was it just because she was pretty?
"What? Don't you dare?"
Qian Renxue employed a goading tactic.
Although she had never actually lost directly to Muyang, as someone who considered herself the continent's number one genius, Qian Renxue had nonetheless suffered plenty of blows from him. She was desperate to fight him, to reclaim the confidence she had once lost.
As for losing?
Impossible. Absolutely impossible!
Qian Renxue could vaguely sense that Muyang had yet to advance to nine-ring Titled Douluo. Meanwhile, she herself was already at Level 88 Soul Douluo. Even if Muyang were at Level 89 Soul Douluo, it wouldn't mean she was at a clear disadvantage.
Relying on the strength of her Six-Winged Angel martial soul and Angel Domain, plus considering that Muyang's second martial soul most likely hadn't even completed its set of soul rings, and with Martial Soul Fusion Technique forbidden, Qian Renxue couldn't imagine how she could possibly lose!
"I'm kind-hearted. Since you want to suffer, I'll grant you that wish."
After a moment's thought, Muyang agreed.
It wouldn't hurt to give Qian Renxue a taste, to display some strength. That way, those within Spirit Hall harboring ill intentions would be forced to think twice.
Half an hour later.
On the summit of a side peak far from the main campus, Muyang and Qian Renxue stood dozens of meters apart. Fifteen Ton and Falling Devil, the newly freed Yue Guan, as well as Shui Bing'er, Huo Lie, and the others observed from a distance.
"Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Come on."
With his left hand behind his back, Muyang crooked a finger toward Qian Renxue across the gap.
"Six-Winged Angel, Possession!"
Faced with his provocative gesture, Qian Renxue curled her lips in disdain. Golden radiance enveloped her body as her Six-Winged Angel martial soul possessed her. Behind her, two pairs of holy angel wings unfurled. Around her body, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red — eight soul rings gleamed.
"Oh? A hundred-thousand-year soul ring? Not bad."
Seeing the crimson glow of her eighth hundred-thousand-year soul ring, Muyang raised his brows slightly and offered mild praise.
"I can't compare to you, monster. Are you sure you won't release your martial soul?"
Her fifth soul ring flared. Sacred fire surged in her hand, transforming into a golden longsword. Qian Renxue eyed Muyang as she spoke.
Against other soul masters, Qian Renxue had reason to be confident. But facing Muyang, she couldn't summon true assurance.
After all, according to what she knew, the Elemental Academy had intercepted three hundred-thousand-year soul beasts from Bibi Dong in Star Dou Great Forest — with two even offering themselves up in sacrifice. It was certain, then, that Muyang possessed more than one hundred-thousand-year soul ring.
"To deal with you, I don't even need to release my martial soul. Use your full strength. Otherwise, if you lose too quickly, you'll just accuse me of sneak attacks."
Muyang waved dismissively, speaking with complete nonchalance.
Qian Renxue: "…"
Are you being polite?
"Hmph!"
Feeling scorned, Qian Renxue snorted coldly. With a flourish of her sacred sword, her angelic wings flapped and she shot across the sky at incredible speed, hurtling toward Muyang.
"Tsk~ too brutal. Soul Capture!"
Clicking his tongue, Muyang's expression hardened. He unleashed the Soul Capturing Secret Technique. Invisible, intangible spiritual power surged forth, instantly invading Qian Renxue's consciousness as she rushed in.
Within mere moments of a mental clash, Qian Renxue was defeated. Her awareness fell under Muyang's control.
After a brief thought, Muyang transmitted soul power into her mind. Under his influence, Qian Renxue dispelled the sacred sword in her hand, withdrew her martial soul possession, and landed before him. Her eyes brimmed with reverence as she spoke:
"Big Brother, little sister is no match. I admit complete defeat. My admiration for you is like the endless river, flowing without cease; like the flooding great river, once loosed, unstoppable…"
A whole performance of flattery and rainbow praise poured out, leaving Muyang immeasurably delighted.
Compliments, he had heard many. But never before had they come from the mouth of someone like Qian Renxue — a typical "proud and aloof phoenix."
The sight stunned Fifteen Ton, Falling Devil, and Yue Guan, who were watching from the side.
When had their normally proud young lady (or young master) ever fawned and flattered so smoothly?
But Shui Bing'er, Huo Lie, and the others understood the truth — this was just Muyang's mischief. He had seized control of Qian Renxue's mind and forced her to spout praise.
After listening to a long stream of rainbow flattery, Muyang finally nodded in satisfaction and released her from control.
As her consciousness returned, the same Qian Renxue who a second earlier had been obsequiously flattering him now froze. Her expression alternated rapidly between pale and flushed, one moment red, the next black.
Utter humiliation! So utterly humiliating!
Being mind-controlled didn't equate to amnesia. Recalling her own simpering flattery from moments earlier, Qian Renxue, now socially "dead," wished the earth would open a crack for her to crawl into.
"Some people are still alive, but already dead."
At this moment, Qian Renxue could fully grasp the meaning of that phrase.
"Sister, work hard. I believe that one day, you'll be able to withstand at least one of my moves."
Seeing her complexion changing so quickly, Muyang smiled and offered a word of comfort.
Hearing this, Qian Renxue felt both ashamed and furious, longing to smash her fists into his eye sockets.
"Hmph! This spar, I lost. But don't get too smug. I'll win it back sooner or later!"
Qian Renxue's neck flushed red as she forced the words out.
"Mm, I'll be waiting. But don't make me wait too long."
Muyang nodded with a smile.
That only made Qian Renxue angrier.
"Dean Huo, honored Douluo, I have other matters. I'll take my leave now. Three Elders, let's go."
Throwing a few words to Huo Lie and the others, Qian Renxue — feeling she had lost far too much face, unable to remain there another moment — quickly beckoned Fifteen Ton, Falling Devil, and Yue Guan and fled as if escaping.
Muyang: "…"
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