Chapter 115: Lingxu

The implication of Qingluan Douluo's words, to put it plainly, was that he, at Level 97, was significantly stronger than Qianjun Douluo at Level 96.

It was not something Qianjun Douluo could compare to, and at this moment, besides Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue, the person present who most hoped for Lingxu to defeat Qingluan Douluo was Qianjun Douluo.

If he won, then his own loss to Lingxu would not matter; if you, at Level 97, lost, then me, at Level 96, losing is nothing to be ashamed of.

"Brother Lingxu, go for it!" Qian Renxue clenched her fists and lifted them as she watched Lingxu.

Lingxu nodded, then walked out together with Qingluan Douluo, arriving at the center of the battlefield.

Of course, this battle was not without boundaries; there was a space with a diameter of one hundred meters. While a bit small for a battle of this level, it was not unusable, as this was the only way to determine a winner as quickly as possible.

Seeing Qingluan Douluo before him also made Lingxu think of his fate in his previous life.

His combat record could be called very average; he was heavily wounded by the Peacock Plume released by Xiao Wu, and then died under Xiao Wu's soft techniques.

Of course, in this life, Qingluan Douluo should not have such an ending.

After all, Lingxu had already begun cultivating Xiao Wu starting from her time as a maid.

And after she grew up, she would also have to undergo the array screening of the Lingxue Sacred Land; if she could not pass, Lingxu might also eliminate the hazard early.

Because Lingxu had defeated Qianjun Douluo, and Lingxu had not used his full strength at the time, Qingluan Douluo had seemed indifferent at first, but once on this arena, he began to take it seriously.

The spirit rings on his body flickered, and nine spirit rings lit up.

Although he was already Level 97 and honored as the Third Elder of the Spirit Hall, his ninth spirit ring was still black.

Lingxu also revealed his own martial soul and spirit rings.

It was not the first time everyone had seen them, but every time they looked at Lingxu's spirit rings, they would reveal expressions of envy.

A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring—an ordinary person could not obtain even one, yet Lingxu had three right from the start.

How could this not make people envious?

Swish...

The battle began. Qingluan Douluo struck first, using spirit skills to enhance his own attributes right from the start, and he used two spirit skills simultaneously.

Qingluan Douluo's speed was also extremely fast; in the blink of an eye, he had rushed in front of Lingxu.

Lingxu activated his second spirit skill along with the Phantom Shadow Steps to dodge.

But Qingluan Douluo's speed was still too fast; the fist was no longer something Lingxu could dodge just by wanting to.

He had no choice but to take Qingluan Douluo's attack head-on. Fortunately, Lingxu had just learned the Sacred Hand of Lingxue from the Sacred Heart Art of Lingxue, and with a wave of his hand, he neutralized this attack from Qingluan Douluo.

However, this only resolved that one move. With his punch having no effect, Qingluan Douluo immediately launched even more violent attacks, making it very difficult for Lingxu to even use his spirit skills.

The two of them traded blows with fists and feet, fighting from the ground into the air, and from the air back to the ground.

Back and forth they went; even with Lingxu using the Lingxue Sacred Hand, it was difficult to determine a winner for a time.

"Lingxu's physical strength is no less than Second Brother Qingluan's."

"His power is not bad, and his speed is not bad either."

"Old Sixth, no wonder you lost; you didn't lose unjustly," said the Fourth Elder, Xiongshi Douluo.

The "Old Sixth" naturally referred to Qianjun Douluo, who ranked sixth among the seven Consecrated.

Qianjun Douluo said, "I feel like Lingxu still hasn't used his full strength!"

"Hasn't used his full strength?"

The crowd's eyes had barely left this battle, but looking closely, they discovered that every one of Lingxu's moves and stances was extremely ingenious.

Especially the way Lingxu switched between the Eight Extremities Fist and the Lingxue Sacred Hand.

At times incomparably fierce and rigid, at others soft and long-lasting in power, he hit Qingluan Douluo in a very uncomfortable way and had already begun to gain the upper hand.

"Don't worry, Third Brother's close-combat ability is not his strongest; his advantage is still the burst of his spirit skills. His martial soul, the Green Phoenix, is not to be trifled with," said the Fifth Elder.

The Green Phoenix was of the fire attribute, and the flames it burst forth were extremely powerful, approaching the limit of the fire attribute, with immense damage.

Therefore, the power of the erupted flames was great, and an ordinary Spirit Master simply could not withstand it.

Boom...

During the battle, faint green mist began to emanate from Qingluan Douluo's body, then grew increasingly dense, and the temperature of this mist was extremely high.

But what Qingluan Douluo did not expect was that every time they made contact, the mist had already touched Lingxu, yet it could not harm him.

In fact, for Lingxu, under the Perfect Ice Fire Body Refining, although the Green Phoenix's flames were strong, he was still within his tolerance range, or rather, within the range of being immune to water and fire.

Of course, this was also because Lingxu himself was strong enough; if you let Lingxu be at Level 40 or 50, just after starting the Ice and Fire Body Tempering, he would not have been able to withstand Qingluan Douluo's flames.

And Qingluan Douluo seemed to have discovered this point, saying, "You are not afraid of my flames!"

Even for opponents of the same level, they would still suffer some damage.

Lingxu said, "It's alright! Let's continue."

Taking this opportunity, Lingxu and Qingluan Douluo separated.

Subsequently, the two of them directly activated their Martial Soul Avatar; in this battle, both had to go all out.

So the real battle had only just begun, and neither side was the type to dawdle.

Qingluan Douluo had his own advantages, but Lingxu had even more.

Watching the battle before him, Qianjun Douluo said, "Strange, why do I feel like Lingxu's soul power has increased again?"

"It's different from our previous battle."

"This soul power should be at Level 94."

Hearing the chat among the several Consecrated, Qian Renxue also looked toward Qian Daoliu.

Qian Daoliu nodded, effectively confirming the discussion of the Consecrated.

Lingxu's soul power was indeed Level 94.

After hearing this, Qian Renxue sighed somewhat helplessly: "Brother Lingxu, I thought that after I leveled up, the gap between us would shrink, but I didn't expect you to have leveled up again."

To go from Level 74 to Level 75, an ordinary Spirit Master would need several years, and a genius Spirit Master would need about a year, but Lingxu had gone from Level 93 to Level 94 in just about a month.

Yet for a Title Douluo to go from Level 93 to Level 94, some people could never achieve it in their entire lives.

Boom...

In the sky, Qingluan and the Six-Winged Holy Light Tiger were locked in combat.

Lingxu used his Eighth Soul Skill, Ice Fire Combined Strike, while Qingluan Douluo also used his sixth soul skill to defend, and this sixth soul skill seemed to form a wind sphere.

But under this ten-thousand-year soul skill of Lingxu, it shattered very quickly.

Qingluan Douluo was also knocked flying a great distance away.

But very quickly, Qingluan Douluo steadied his body and then began his eighth soul skill.

This soul skill was named "Heaven-Reaching Sea of Clouds Vacuum Art," a control-type skill that could trap an opponent in an environment similar to a vacuum.

So, Lingxu was now in this space.

A vacuum environment, which is to say, an environment without air.

While holding one's breath, the more one struggles, or the more one makes large movements, the more one reduces the time one can hold one's breath.

"With this soul skill, Lingxu is in trouble. I once suffered from this soul skill myself and couldn't break it; it was Third Brother who dispelled it for me," said the Fourth Elder, Lion Douluo.

It seemed that apart from the Grand Pontiff Qian Daoliu and the Second Elder Golden Crocodile Douluo, everyone else was very wary of this soul skill of Green Luan Douluo.

Lingxu could hold his breath for a very long time, but Lingxu did not intend to drag it out like this.

The Golden Sword on his right hand appeared.

To break this soul skill, one sword was enough; there was no need at all to use dual swords.

Golden One Sword, seemingly a ten-thousand-year soul bone, was still just one soul skill that grew later.

But if viewed from another angle, it was actually three soul skills.

For example, activating it could enhance the body and so on; this was the first soul skill, while the Golden Cross Sword was the second soul skill, and as for the third soul skill, it was this Golden Cross Sword used with a single sword.

Because it was only one sword, it could not be called a cross.

So he simply called it Golden One Sword.

With a bang, Lingxu broke his eighth soul skill with a single sword.

Then, he struck another sword toward Green Luan Douluo; this sword was extremely fast, and fortunately, Green Luan Douluo had made a certain prediction, but this sword light swept past, directly cutting the edge of his golden shoulder armor.

Looking at the attack power of this sword, it was definitely not an ordinary sword.

"Ten thousand years? Interesting. This evolution is truly fast; even I am envious."

Qian Daoliu saw the Golden Sword in Lingxu's hand at a glance.

Originally, an External Spirit Bone was rarer than an ordinary soul bone, with a value second only to a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Bone.

After growing to ten thousand years, it was even more precious than a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Bone.

Moreover, the greatest benefit of an External Spirit Bone was that this soul bone did not occupy the six soul bone slots of the body, allowing one to have one more soul bone than others.

The Golden Sword External Spirit Bone originated from a Golden Sword-Toothed Tiger, so its quality was extremely high, and the attack power of the soul skill it produced was naturally not low.

At this moment, Green Luan Douluo, who had been confident from the start, now felt some fear.

At this time, Jin E Douluo also saw it and could not bear to see his brothers defeated one after another.

Thus, he sent a voice transmission to Green Luan Douluo.

"Old Third, the opponent's soul power is lower than yours. His advantage lies in his ten-thousand-year soul skill, but his weakness also lies in his ten-thousand-year soul skill. A ten-thousand-year Martial Soul Avatar, plus a ten-thousand-year soul skill, and now using a Spirit Bone Skill—this shows it must be extremely draining on his soul power."

"As long as you stall and lure him into using his ten-thousand-year soul skill, I believe his soul power will soon be exhausted, and that will be your chance to win."

Golden Crocodile Douluo's voice transmission greatly delighted Green Luan Douluo, who, usually calm, had actually forgotten to analyze the battle situation.

Just as Jin E Douluo said, a ten-thousand-year soul skill consumed a lot of soul power and could not be compared to ordinary ten-thousand-year soul skills.

Green Luan Douluo did not have a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring, but Golden Crocodile Douluo did; he knew how much soul power it took to use a ten-thousand-year soul skill once.

Only Qian Daoliu noticed this voice transmission, but he did not stop it.

He had watched Lingxu's growth step by step, and although the process was very mysterious, he believed Lingxu could win this time.

This was Lingxu's God Trial, and he could not interfere.

At this moment, Green Luan Douluo also changed his strategy, and the battle with Lingxu became focused on stalling.

He began to fight Lingxu using his first few soul skills.

However, Lingxu's lowest soul skills were all thousand-year ones, exceeding six thousand years.

The consumption of soul power was naturally high.

Therefore, after Lingxu used soul skills consecutively, he had already discovered Green Luan Douluo's strategy of wanting to exhaust his soul power.

The strategy was correct; with Lingxu's current soul power, he could use a ten-thousand-year soul skill at most twice before running out.

Maintaining this Martial Soul Avatar all along was truly draining soul power, while the Green Luan Douluo opposite still had at least sixty percent of his soul power.

Therefore, Lingxu also began an endurance battle with Green Luan Douluo, constantly using thousand-year soul skills, and then using the External Spirit Bone Golden Sword for attacks that did not consume soul power, simply using it as an ordinary sword.

In the blink of an eye, the battle entered a white-hot stage.

The two began to compare their consumption of soul power. Originally, Green Luan Douluo had a stronger Ninth Soul Skill, but he did not use it because he had witnessed Lingxu's ten-thousand-year soul skill.

His advantage in soul power intensity had strengthened his Ninth Soul Skill quite a bit, but Lingxu's ten-thousand-year soul skill was truly not weak.

Time passed second by second.

The two had actually been fighting for half an hour without a winner being decided.

And Green Luan also knew that Lingxu was countering his strategy.

He simply decided to drag it out to the end; when Lingxu's soul power was insufficient to use a ten-thousand-year soul skill, his own soul skill advantage would emerge.

If his ten-thousand-year soul skill couldn't compare to your ten-thousand-year soul skill, then his ten-thousand-year soul skill surely couldn't be inferior to your thousand-year soul skill.

But what Green Luan Douluo did not know was that Lingxu could actually have ended the battle much earlier, but seeing Green Luan Douluo consuming energy with him, he simply began to hone his own combat.

However, another half hour passed, and the battle had not yet ended.

Although it was long, it was equally exciting.

Everyone here was watching this battle intently.

In the end, this battle lasted for two hours, which is two hours.

This also provided Lingxu with a great deal of experience, though he also suffered quite a few setbacks in battle and sustained some injuries.

However, it was all worth it.

"Lingxu, I didn't expect you to be so capable of fighting; it has been an hour, and your soul power is still not exhausted," said Green Luan Douluo.

Lingxu said, "Senior Green Luan is the same."

"Don't, you must not call me senior; I don't have a junior as formidable as you."

"Although your soul power is not exhausted, I estimate there isn't much left. I have less than twenty percent of my soul power remaining; what about you, Lingxu?" asked Green Luan Douluo.

Lingxu's abilities earned his admiration, and he began to treat Lingxu as a peer.

"Actually, I still have plenty of soul power! Over fifty percent, and this battle should come to an end now," Lingxu said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a faint golden light radiated from Lingxu's body, and the Advanced Soul Power Storage Device replenished Lingxu's soul power to seventy percent.

"Your soul power? How is that possible?" Green Luan Douluo looked at Lingxu in disbelief.

In such a high-intensity battle, even his own soul power could not withstand the consumption, yet Lingxu's soul power was still so abundant.

No, he must be creating the illusion for me that he still has plenty of soul power.

The next moment, Lingxu's Spirit Ring flashed; it was still a 100,000-year soul skill, and the Golden Sword was released in Lingxu's hand once again.

At this moment, Green Luan Douluo had to take it seriously and prepared to use his own Ninth Soul Skill.

However, before the Ninth Soul Skill could be activated, a chill swept over him.

At his throat, the Golden Sword in Lingxu's hand was already pressed against his skin; if Lingxu were to exert even the slightest bit of force, he would have his throat slit.

"Green Luan Douluo, I concede the victory to you," said Lingxu.

Green Luan Douluo looked at Lingxu; he knew there was no room for a reversal and said, "I lost. I must say, Lingxu, for you to defeat me with Level 94 soul power is very impressive. Your strength can now rank third in the Spirit Hall. What was that Ninth Soul Skill you just used?"

He certainly could not compare to Qian Daoliu, and as for Jin E Douluo, it was hard to say, because Jin E Douluo could also easily defeat him.

Whether Lingxu could truly compare to Jin E Douluo, he was not sure.

"Thank you, my strength is still far from enough," said Lingxu.

"As for this Ninth Soul Skill of mine, I call it Teleportation!"

Just at this moment, a golden light from the sky entered Lingxu's body, and he passed his Angel Fourth Trial.

This time, it did not increase his soul power, but only increased the age of his Spirit Rings.

The reward was also better than the last time; the third trial only increased them by five thousand years, but this time, the age of every one of Lingxu's Spirit Rings increased by ten thousand years.

With this, all of Lingxu's Spirit Rings reached over ten thousand years.