Hearing that Ye Tianxing had actually accepted Yan's challenge,
Hu Liena was immediately shocked. She immediately stopped him, saying, "No way! You're a support-type Soul Master, how could you possibly be a match for a power-attack type? Yan is a Soul King! Do you even know what a Soul King is?"
Yan was secretly very pleased with himself. He pointed his right hand at Ye Tianxing: "Kid, you're pretty good, and you have guts. I'll go easy on you later, but if you kneel down and beg me to let you go now, maybe I won't make a move."
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple.
Four Soul Rings quickly appeared from under Ye Tianxing's feet.
He gave Yan a contemptuous look and even raised his middle finger.
He didn't want to talk too much with this sycophant, afraid of being infected by his smugness.
Seeing this provocative gesture, Yan immediately flew into a rage and activated his Martial Soul and Soul Rings as well.
Instantly, his entire body was enveloped in flames, flame tattoos appeared on his face and head, and the rubble on the training ground began to swirl around his body.
A confident smile appeared on his lips: "Ye Tianxing, I won't bully the weak. I'll only use four spirit rings; I won't use the fifth. If you can withstand three of my moves, you'll gain my approval, how about it?"
A bright smile appeared on Ye Tianxing's handsome face as he softly said, "Spirit Possession!"
A heart-shaped spirit appeared from his right palm, and vines appeared around it, quickly entangling his entire body and forming a thick vine armor.
At the same time, the colorful heart began to thump loudly.
A fragrance quickly formed around the colorful heart, and then countless fragrances spread in all directions.
Hu Liena's forehead was covered in tense sweat. She shouted at Ye Tianxing, "Are you crazy? Yan is a power-attack type. Even if he uses one less spirit ring, you still can't be his opponent, even if..."
She was about to say twin spirits when she immediately sensed something was wrong and shut her mouth.
The aroma quickly spread in all directions. Hu Liena, not wanting to embarrass herself, could only obediently retreat. Zhang Ping, knowing the characteristics of Ye Tianxing's martial soul, also wisely hid at a distance.
"Madmen...two madmen!"
Hu Liena dared not block them any further, only cursing inwardly.
At the same time, she was extremely worried, fearing Ye Tianxing would be driven to despair by Yan's attack.
Even if someone with twin martial souls wanted to show off, they wouldn't just randomly pick someone much stronger than themselves. What else could this be but madness?
Sensing the strange smell in the air, the remaining men of the elite team frowned.
They strangely discovered that they didn't actually dislike this Ye Tianxing anymore; they even seemed to really hope he would win.
Xie Yue frowned, glancing at his sister and Zhang Ping in the distance, and immediately understood the reason. He called for the others to leave.
Suddenly, only Ye Tianxing and Yan remained on the field.
Seeing everyone leave, Yan didn't care, but his gaze towards Ye Tianxing softened slightly: "Ye Tianxing, beg for mercy. If you beg, I'll let you go."
"First Soul Skill: Heart Blossoms!"
Countless vines appeared on the ground, quickly blossoming and bearing fruit, producing pure white heart-shaped fruits. The vines swayed rapidly, finally rushing towards Yan, who was still spouting nonsense.
Seeing the fruits attacking him, Yan burst into laughter.
He stood motionless, the surrounding pebbles flying out randomly, striking the pure white heart-shaped fruits.
The heart-shaped fruits shattered from the powerful force, bright red liquid scattering everywhere, making the training ground look like it was covered in blood.
"Useless. You're just a support-type Soul Master. I've studied your Soul Skills. Although you've hidden a lot, these little tricks won't work on me!"
Yan pointed at Ye Tianxing's location, and countless pebbles quickly gathered from all around, then rushed towards Ye Tianxing's position.
Seeing that Ye Tianxing was about to be hit by those pebbles, and that he would likely collapse instantly given his support-type Soul Master's physical attributes,
Hu Liena's heart was in her throat. Her eyes remained fixed, desperately hoping for a miracle.
She believed Ye Tianxing wasn't stupid; he couldn't possibly be unable to withstand a move that wasn't a soul skill.
Seeing this, Ye Tianxing's face lit up with a smile. He pointed forward, and countless vines on the ground rapidly converged on him.
Bang! Bang! Bang—
Stone fragments struck Ye Tianxing's direction.
However, they didn't cause him any harm, because he was wearing thick vine armor, and all the incoming stones were whipped away by the vines.
He waved his hand again, and a white heart-shaped fruit appeared in his hand. After a slight push, he swallowed it whole.
An astonishing scene unfolded: explosive muscles appeared all over his body, and his height increased by more than half a meter.
At this moment, he resembled a handsome giant in vine armor, and a long whip appeared in his hand.
Crack! Crack! Crack—
"Good, very good, Ye Tianxing, you've impressed me. A support-type martial soul can actually be used like this!"
Yan's eyes narrowed, becoming slightly more serious. The training ground churned, and countless stones rapidly coalesced around him.
Soon, a giant stone monster made of rubble appeared.
*Bang!*
Just as Yan was about to command the stone monster to attack Ye Tianxing, countless vines sprouted from beneath its feet, quickly binding its legs.
At the same time, Ye Tianxing lashed out with his vine whip, striking the stone monster squarely in the neck.
The immense force snapped its neck in two.
The remaining vines binding the stone monster then twisted it to pieces.
Yan grunted; he had suffered a backlash from his soul power, and his face turned ashen as he realized he'd been humiliated.
"Boy, you've angered me."
His fourth purple soul ring rapidly lit up.
The temperature in the training ground skyrocketed; the ground began to churn, and powerful, fiery red energy fluctuations appeared, forming scorching magma.
Ye Tianxing suddenly felt intensely hot. He waved away the vines on the ground, fearing they would burn if left unattended. He began leaping repeatedly, trying to escape the lava-covered area.
"Fourth Soul Skill: Lava Rising!"
Yan sneered, confident of victory.
His opponent couldn't escape the lava's embrace; if he couldn't get away, he'd be severely burned, or even burned to ashes.
"Hahaha, die!"
Yan raced across his lava field, preparing to finish off his opponent in one blow.
He wouldn't give him any chance.
His opponent had already humiliated him; he was determined to retaliate.
Seeing Yan charging towards him,
Ye Tianxing didn't dodge or evade, but instead charged straight at him, like a moth drawn to a flame.
The surrounding onlookers were dumbfounded, confused.
Was this kid going to die?
Or was he surrendering?
(End of this chapter)