Douluo Continent: Martial Soul - Dragon Abyss Sword, Peerless Prodigy

Just then, Lin Han stepped forward, gently grabbed Bibi Dong's wrist, and stood in front of her.

Lin Han looked calmly at Yu Chen, without saying anything more, but the restrained sword intent around him slowly emanated.

Although no soul skill was activated and no soul power was unleashed, the pure, sharp, and almost tangible sword intent still made everyone present feel a chill.

Yu Chen's disdain froze slightly, and he subconsciously took half a step back, a chill inexplicably rising in his heart.

He looked at Lin Han and saw that Lin Han also had two spirit rings, one yellow and one purple, at his feet. A look of surprise and shock flashed in his eyes.

And the second spirit ring is a thousand-year-old purple one.

However, considering the Spirit Hall's resources, having two of them seems acceptable.

He then reverted to his disdainful tone: "So what if your second spirit ring is a purple thousand-year-old one? The difference between levels can't be changed by the age of the spirit ring. Besides, don't you have any three-ring spirit masters of my age? Is the Spirit Hall truly devoid of talent?"

"Why would I, your senior sister, need to deal with a clown like you? Let me play with you."

Lin Han's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable sense of pressure: "I'll show you what the younger generation of the Spirit Hall is like, what a true prodigy is."

"You?" Yu Chen sneered, his eyes full of contempt. "A mere second-ring Great Soul Master dares to speak like that in front of me, a level 31, three-ring Soul Venerable? You're simply overestimating yourself! I advise you to get lost, lest I hurt you if I go too far and Pope Qian Xunji comes looking for trouble with me, that wouldn't be good."

Lin Han ignored his taunts and slowly drew the Dragon Abyss Sword from his hand.

hum! !

A clear sword cry rang out, a golden sword light flashed, and the sword intent surged instantly, soaring straight into the sky.

Sunlight shone on the sword, reflecting a dazzling light that was so bright it was hard to open one's eyes.

"Enough talk, let's make our move."

Lin Han held the Dragon Abyss Sword, his body slightly leaning forward, his posture calm, yet he resembled a killing sword about to be drawn, ready to deliver a fatal blow at any moment.

He didn't activate any soul skills, or even unleash his soul power. He simply maintained the starting stance of his normal swordsmanship, yet his speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness were already fully revealed.

Bibi Dong stood aside, watching Lin Han's back. Her worries gradually dissipated, replaced by anticipation.

She believed in Lin Han, her junior brother who had created miracles all the way, and that he would definitely be able to defeat Yu Chen and restore the honor of the Spirit Hall.

Around the plaza, all the disciples and bishops of the Spirit Hall held their breath, their eyes fixed on the two people in the center of the arena.

They were all hoping that Lin Han could create a miracle and defeat this arrogant prodigy of Blue Lightning.

Looking at Lin Han's composed demeanor, Yu Chen's disdain gradually gave way to anger.

A mere second-ring Soul Master dares to look down on him like this? It's an insult to him and to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan!

"Since you're courting death, then I'll grant your wish!"

Yu Chen roared, and the three spirit rings around his body instantly lit up, with the first spirit ring's light blazing brightly:

"First Soul Skill - Thunder Dragon Strike!"

boom!!!!

A surge of violent thunderous soul power instantly coalesced on his right fist, purple lightning flashing and crackling, unleashing a domineering aura as it slammed fiercely towards Lin Han.

The soul power of a level 31, three-ring Soul Master is indeed well-deserved; the power of his first soul skill alone far exceeds the full-force attack of an ordinary two-ring Great Soul Master.

The disciples around the square exclaimed in surprise, and even the bishops showed worried expressions.

But Lin Han remained calm and showed no sign of panic.

Just as the thunderous fist was about to reach him, Lin Han moved.

Without soul skills or soul power bursts, relying solely on the ultimate speed of the physical body!

Swish! ! !

A white phantom flashed by, and Lin Han's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, so fast that only a faint afterimage remained, easily dodging Yu Chen's thunderous attack.

At the same time, the Dragon Abyss Sword, with extreme speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness, gently flicked towards Yu Chen's wrist.

The movements are simple and unadorned, yet extremely precise and fast!

Yu Chen felt a numbness in his wrist, and a sharp sword aura came from it. The thunderous soul power in his hand instantly dissipated, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, with an incredulous expression on his face.

"How is this possible?! How could you be so fast?!"

He couldn't believe that a second-ring Great Soul Master could dodge his first Soul Skill and counterattack so quickly and accurately!

Lin Han stood still, his white robes fluttering, holding the Dragon Abyss Sword, his expression calm, and spoke softly:

"I told you, you're too weak."

Those six simple words were like a sharp knife, piercing Yu Chen's heart and causing him to lose face and burn with rage.

"Bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Yu Chen roared, and his second spirit ring instantly lit up, unleashing a surge of violent lightning spirit power that swept across his entire body.

"Second Soul Skill - Thunder Dragon Roar!"

boom!!!

A deafening roar resounded, and purple lightning erupted like a tsunami, sweeping towards Lin Han. Wherever it passed, the air was ionized, emitting a piercing crackling sound.

This strike was twice as powerful as the previous thunderous attack!

But Lin Han still didn't use any soul skills.

He moved with light steps, his figure as agile as a willow catkin, weaving through the raging lightning. Every step he took precisely avoided the lightning's attacks, so fast and so accurate.

At the same time, the Dragon Abyss Sword was continuously swung out, and sharp sword energies shot towards Yu Chen like raindrops. Each sword energy was aimed directly at Yu Chen's weakness, and was extremely ruthless.

Clang clang clang clang clang—!

Yu Chen kept swinging his fists to block Lin Han's sword energy, but Lin Han's sword energy was too fast, too accurate, and too ruthless. He couldn't block it at all, and his body was soon cut with shallow wounds by the sword energy. Although they were not deep, they made him look miserable.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Yu Chen roared furiously, his eyes filled with despair and resentment: "You're just a second-ring Great Soul Master, how could you be so strong?! How could your swordsmanship be so powerful?!"

He couldn't understand how a ten-year-old Soul Master with three rings, exceptional talent, and the pride of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, could be so easily defeated by a two-ring Great Soul Master using ordinary swordsmanship!

Lin Han did not answer his question, but continued to draw his sword.

Faster! Faster!

Accurate! Even more accurate!

Ruthless! Even more ruthless!

The Dragon Abyss Sword seemed to come alive, each strike aimed directly at vital points, each carrying an extreme killing intent.

Finally, the moment Yu Chen activated his third soul skill again, Lin Han seized the opening.

Swish-!

With a flash, he appeared behind Yu Chen in an instant. He gently pressed the Dragon Abyss Sword against Yu Chen's back, the tip of the sword stopping precisely at Yu Chen's heart, only an inch away from his skin.

The sharp sword energy had already made Yu Chen's back numb and his whole body stiffen, so he dared not move an inch.

You lost.

Lin Han's voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority, echoing throughout the entire square.

Instantly, the square fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone stared blankly at the scene unfolding in the center of the arena, their faces filled with shock and disbelief.

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