Chapter 442: Stab First, Talk Later

"Level 79 Assault System Battle Soul Saint..."

"Level 78 Control System Battle Soul Saint..."

Seven soul rings with a perfect configuration of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, and black pulsed simultaneously on the bodies of Huo Guanglie and Huo Yanhong: "Chief Judge Qin, please offer your guidance!"

Hum, hum, hum...

Qin Jian finally activated his martial soul, the Qing Sword attaching to the Silver Dragon Spear, a faint purple radiance coating the silver flow.

The Dragon Spear pointed diagonally, and he shouted clearly: "Level 70 Assault System Battle Soul Emperor, please offer your guidance, Deans!"

"Wow!"

As expected, a wave of exclamations erupted from the surroundings.

But Qin Jian was already used to it, and he didn't feel much satisfaction.

His focus at this moment was entirely on the two elders opposite him; although both were only Soul Saints, he intuitively felt they were even more troublesome than the Dean of Kamikaze Academy.

Especially the 78-level old lady, Huo Yanhong; Qin Jian had heard clearly that she said she was a Control System Battle Soul Saint.

Control System masters were often much harder to deal with than Assault System masters.

However, they shouldn't have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, otherwise, the Dalu wouldn't only have the reputation of the Unrivaled Dragon and Snake.

That would make things easier; otherwise, he would have no choice but to fuse with Na'er...

"Fifth Soul Skill, Flame Suppression!"

Before Qin Jian could even see what Huo Yanhong's martial soul was, he saw a flash of fire on her body, and a ring of flame expanded with a boom, covering a radius of several dozen zhang.

"Crackle, crackle!"

Vague flames rose up, having form but no substance, yet Qin Jian clearly felt the surrounding temperature begin to rise, a wave of dry heat rushing toward him, making him feel restless and irritable.

Contrary to his situation, Huo Guanglie and his companion stood within the Flame Suppression area, their expressions clearly relaxing, and the flame power on their bodies gradually strengthening.

This was clearly a group-type control soul skill that strengthened fire-type Spirit Masters and weakened non-fire-type ones!

"Third Soul Skill adaptation, Ice Heart Added Body!"

Qin Jian decisively raised his Dragon Spear, his third soul ring flashing slightly; he did not release the full Ice Heart Snow Sword, but merely a beam of ice-blue light enveloped his body, instantly neutralizing all negative status effects.

He had already gradually moved away from the original forms of his soul skills, beginning to dismantle and combine them to maximize his combat power.

Of course, the dismantling and combination of the third soul skill were relatively simple because it originated from Shui Bing'er, and now that he had comprehended the ability of Cold Ice Element Manipulation, he easily analyzed the essence of the soul skill, reaching a state of perfect control.

"What kind of soul skill is this? Clearly an Assault System Spirit Master, yet he neutralized my control skill..."

Huo Yanhong frowned.

"Do not be careless; he did, after all, defeat an 81-level Spirit Douluo... Let's go straight to the Spirit Avatar!"

Huo Guanglie shouted softly, flame scales actually appearing on his body.

"Spirit Avatar, Double-Headed Fire Tyrant Dragon!"

Swish...

With a slight sound, the Flame Figure crossed a distance of several zhang, throwing a punch straight at Qin Jian.

Behind him, flames soared into the sky from Huo Yanhong's body, slowly taking the shape of fire-red clouds.

"Spirit Avatar, Fire Cloud!"

Her martial soul was quite peculiar; not only did it take longer to build up for the Spirit Avatar, but she also had to remain stationary in place.

That was why Huo Guanglie used offense as defense to buy her time.

"Fusion Domain!"

A purple-white domain radiance spread from Qin Jian's body, and the next moment his figure vanished from under Huo Guanglie's fist, instantly appearing in front of Huo Yanhong, the Silver Dragon Spear stabbing down head-on.

Regardless of whether she was his future mother-in-law, he would stab her first!

"Ah!"

A gasp of surprise came from the sidelines.

But on the high-rise platform, Huo Wu, dressed in gold and red as brilliant as flames, gripped the railing, her voice carrying a hint of worry: "This idiot, he's fallen for the trap!"

"Sizzle, sizzle!"

Sure enough, when Qin Jian's Silver Dragon Spear stabbed down, flame clouds gathered, wrapping his body tightly, and even the Dragon Spear was restricted firmly above Huo Yanhong's head.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Fire Cloud Binding!"

Following Huo Yanhong's cold shout, the surrounding clouds turned into ropes, wrapping Qin Jian up again, making him look like a silkworm baby.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Flame Tyrant Dragon Claw!"

Huo Guanglie, who had been prepared, had already turned his body around, lunging straight at Qin Jian's back, his right hand forming a claw, transforming into a dragon claw a zhang wide that swiped down at Qin Jian.

"The young man is still lacking in experience; although his strength is great, he fell into the trap easily..."

Huo Guanglie sneered, the dragon claw about to land on Qin Jian's body.

"Is that so..."

A chuckle came from Qin Jian's mouth, and Huo Guanglie was startled, the speed of his claw increasing by a few points.

"You have once again taught me that there is no such thing as an omnipotent skill..."

Ice light bloomed from Qin Jian's body, resisting the dragon claw and preventing it from advancing even an inch.

"A skill like Fire Cloud Binding actually interrupted my killing intent perception within the domain, making me unable to teleport at will, but..."

Qin Jian's eyes suddenly opened wide, and ice and snow swept across his entire body.

"The reason I would charge up without hesitation, charging right in front of a Control System Spirit Master, is because... I have the confidence to counter-control!"

Boom!

Before the words had faded, ice and snow spear light bloomed on the Silver Dragon Spear, directly breaking free from the Fire Cloud Binding; Qin Jian swept it horizontally with one hand, the spear light piercing straight at the dragon claw and blasting Huo Guanglie back.

At the same time, the ice and snow sweeping from his body surged overwhelmingly toward Huo Yanhong, who could not move freely.

"Third Soul Skill, Fire Cloud Body Protection!"

The Third Soul Ring on Huo Yanhong's body lit up decisively, and the Huo Yun transformed into armor, wrapping tightly around her to protect her.

"Third soul skill adaptation, Frost Snow Ice Seal!"

After Qin Jian blasted Huo Guanglie back, he instantly whirled his body around, the Silver Dragon Spear transformed into an ice spear in an instant, and rings of ice-blue light enveloped Huo Yanhong.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Three zhang of ice rose from the flat ground, and within a few breaths, Huo Yanhong was completely Ice Sealed inside.

The Huo Yun vanished, the Flame Suppression vanished, and Qin Jian felt his whole body lighten, feeling very comfortable.

The Chihuo Academy duo was successfully broken, and the Control System Spirit Master Huo Yanhong was successfully countered.

"This... impossible, right?"

The surroundings were in an uproar.

But Qin Jian did not care about their reaction; instead, he gripped the Silver Dragon Spear tightly, exerted force with his feet, and shot straight toward Huo Guanglie.

He knew that Ice Sealing Huo Yanhong was merely an expedient measure, capable of controlling her for three minutes at most, so he had to defeat Huo Guanglie within this short time.

But the old Dean possessed such experience and discernment that, upon seeing Qin Jian charge over, he judged the situation with near-perfect accuracy.

"Want to finish the battle quickly?"

The Second Soul Ring on his body lit up, Huo Guanglie's Speed surged, and instead of meeting Qin Jian's attack, he retreated backward at extreme speed.

"Then I will drag this out until your Ice Seal expires!"

On a real battlefield, these mature Spirit Masters would not have any baggage regarding their image.

Huo Guanglie did not care about the criticism he might attract for not saving Huo Yanhong at this moment; he knew that as long as he won in the end, no one would care about the process.

But if he lost, then no matter how well the process was handled, it would be in vain...

"Competing with me on who is faster?"

Qin Jian couldn't help but laugh...

(End of chapter)