Douluo Continent's childhood sweetheart, Qian Renxue, starts with soul rings transforming into

With a swift movement, he dodged several attacks from the air and avoided the scorching flames on the ground.

The timing was perfect; not a single bit of soul power was wasted.

Lin Feng cursed himself inwardly. How could he launch three attacks simultaneously? He should have added a time difference.

"Kid, you're wasting your soul power."

Qian Daoliu shook his head.

An angelic martial spirit appeared, with nine spirit rings—eight black and one red—pulsating across its body.

The oppressive aura was extremely restrained by Qian Daoliu; otherwise, the suppression brought by the soul ring alone would have instilled fear in everyone present.

The Soul Beast Forest will descend into chaos.

The second black spirit ring shimmered with light, signaling the release of the Angel's Protection skill.

Lin Feng let out a long breath; the terrifying configuration of spirit rings had indeed given him quite a shock.

But with Qian Daoliu completely suppressing his aura, he gave Lin Feng the feeling of being more like an ordinary person.

A strong golden light flashed around Qian Daoliu, enveloping him before gradually disappearing.

Qian Daoliu, having stopped his soul skill, smiled at Lin Feng:

"Let's go again, I'll let you have one more time."

Qian Renxue frowned:

"Grandpa, didn't you say you'd let Xiaofeng have a few moves? Why are you using soul skills?"

……

Qian Daoliu nearly coughed up blood, looking at Qian Renxue with resentment:

"Grandpa, how about you just turn into a wooden stake for your little wind to chop?"

Qian Renxue blushed and her eyes darted around.

The sound was as low as a mosquito's buzz.

"It's not impossible..."

Sendo Ryu finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Is that what you call sparring and guidance? Xue'er, you really are..."

Qian Renxue stuck out her tongue, but didn't say anything more.

"Please don't hold back, Grandpa. Now that I've accepted, I won't back down."

From now on, Grandpa should just go all out.

"Hmm...of course, at the Great Soul Master level."

"That's natural."

"Third Soul Skill: Gravity Control!"

The battle is about to break out.

The chaotic rubble rushed towards Qiandaoliu, and the flames transformed into chains, weaving through the torrent of rocks and engulfing Qiandaoliu.

When the two are combined, Lin Feng's soul skill is more like a dense net, completely enveloping Qian Daoliu.

There is no way to avoid it!

The only option is to break through.

Because Lin Feng's third soul skill can be released directly next to Qian Daoliu.

There's no need for guidance; the attack process quickly reduces the time it takes for skills to hit, compressing the enemy's reaction time.

"Well done! First Soul Skill, Angelic Holy Sword!"

Qian Daoliu exclaimed in admiration.

The golden angelic holy sword emerged from Qian Daoliu's hand, its brilliant golden light instantly cleaving through a boulder before him.

It charged toward Lin Feng.

Lin Feng's pupils contracted, and he quickly retreated, adjusting his soul skill.

The densely packed stones and fiery chains instantly returned and continued their attack on Qian Daoliu.

With a thud, Qian Daoliu's back was attacked, which had no effect on breaking through his defenses, but it made Qian Daoliu raise an eyebrow.

The way he uses his soul skills is so unrestrained, it's completely unlike a soul master who has just entered the Soul Venerable realm.

Even with the strength of a Grand Soul Master, it would be impossible to avoid his attack.

This kid's two soul skills are both ranged. Although he can manipulate and change flames, he is definitely at a disadvantage in close combat.

Thinking of this, Qian Daoliu stomped heavily on the ground and his figure flashed.

The longsword in his hand was like a raging dragon in a storm, precisely striking the weakest point of his soul power and deflecting the incoming attacks one by one.

"Watch out, Xiao Feng!"

"Grandpa wants to fight in close combat!"

Two anxious voices came from afar, and Qian Renxue and Ling Yuan's faces were full of worry.

"Crack!"

The flaming sword that Lin Feng had conjured shattered without a doubt, since it was merely a transformation.

It cannot be compared to Qian Daoliu's refined soul skills.

A rare hint of mockery appeared on Qian Daoliu's face:

"Still too weak, brat!"

The golden greatsword flipped over, its back striking towards Lin Feng.

"Third Soul Skill!"

A stone wall rose up in an instant beside the forest breeze, blocking a thousand streams for a moment.

With a push of his arms, he barely dodged on the other side of Qian Daoliu.

"Scattered, they are like stars in the sky; gathered, they are like a blazing fire."

The second soul skill was released again, but this time Lin Feng directly condensed all the flames into a fireball.

The terrifying power instantly created rolling air currents in the space.

When Lin Feng was a Great Soul Master, the power of this move was comparable to that of a Soul Venerable, let alone now!

Qian Daoliu wanted to get close and take down Lin Feng.

Wasn't Lin Feng also waiting for an opportunity?

It's now!

Lin Feng roared.

The moment the stone wall blocked the angel's holy sword, a nearly solid fireball in his hand attacked Qian Daoliu's abdomen.

The violent energy even moved Qian Daoliu. Without a doubt, a Great Soul Master would never be able to withstand this attack!

Now that their offensive has ended and new forces have not yet emerged, they have no choice but to continue down this dark path.

"Second Soul Skill, Angelic Protection!"

The golden light shield reappeared.

Ping!

The protective shield shattered, and the condensed ball of fire struck Qian Daoliu precisely in the abdomen.

The gorgeous and elegant clothes were ripped open with a large hole, burned to a charred color, revealing a thousand streaks of skin.

At the same time, the Angelic Holy Sword, whose power had been weakened by Lin Feng's third soul skill, also struck Lin Feng's back.

Bang.

Lin Feng was thrown backward with a thud, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Qian Daoliu also stopped his attack, looking at Lin Feng with a conflicted expression.

"Little Wind!" ×2

Two figures flashed by in an instant, one after the other embracing Lin Feng in their arms.

"Are you alright, Xiaofeng?"

Qian Renxue looked at the wounds on Lin Feng's back with heartache, then turned around and frowned as she looked at Qian Daoliu, her eyes filled with obvious reproach.

"Hmph, that brat is fine, he won."

Qian Daoliu put away his martial spirit, looked at his clothes with heartache, and snorted in annoyance.

Lin Feng struggled to his feet, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"Grandpa showed mercy."

He said it lightly, but the burning pain in his back was real.