Chapter 110: Either keep evolving, or let me shatter all your bones—choose

Although Tian Yue's voice was soft, Qian Renxue still heard it.

She suddenly began to chuckle.

First a quiet laugh, then she laughed out loud without restraint, as if she had heard something particularly amusing.

That arrogant demeanor made Tian Yue feel both angry and deeply ashamed.

In the midst of battle, such unrestrained loud laughter, completely losing her combat posture—was it because she was unworthy to be her opponent?

Could it be that even a trace of pressure or threat cannot make Qian Renxue feel anything?

Tian Yue forced back her tears and stubbornly uttered what even she thought was ridiculous: "Why? Why haven't you even used your martial soul, your Angel's Holy Sword, and this attitude of yours—you don't even regard me as worthy. Are you trying to lose to me?"

Clearly that wasn't the case—she couldn't even force Qian Renxue's martial soul to surface, yet her pride refused to admit she was such a weakling; she should have been the one to admit defeat. At that moment, Qian Renxue stepped forward, placed her hand on Tian Yue's head, and gave her a vigorous ruffle.

After messing up Tian Yue's pretty golden short hair, Qian Renxue smiled and said, "What are you talking about, Tian Yue? I've been seriously responding to you all along. As a close-combat Strong Attack Soul Master, my true Angel's Holy Sword has never left my body."

"If you cannot grasp this, you will never surpass me, Tian Yue."

"Are you falling into despair just because you lost your Golden Crocodile Claw and your attack power weakened?"

"Tell me, Golden Crocodile King, what qualifies you to stand before me, to fight me and survive?"

In fact, Qian Renxue's claim that she is a close-combat Strong Attack type is completely a lie; although she is Strong Attack, the Angel martial soul's true strength lies in various terrifying attribute energy attacks, and her physical prowess is merely an embellishment of the Angel martial soul. Compared to close combat, Angel Soul Masters' advantage is that each is a terrifying long-range mobile energy turret.

Tian Yue shook her head like a wet dog, broke free from Qian Renxue's head rub, stared fixedly at her, and gritted her teeth, asking, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Qian Renxue lowered her hand, her expression unchanged, and said, "I am asking you what you rely on to survive, what you are most proud of, what you can depend on to become the strongest."

"That which lets you stand out among all the children, enabling you to keep fighting me until now without falling."

"What do you think it is?"

Tian Yue's golden vertical pupils suddenly trembled.

!! She seemed to have faintly grasped something in her heart, yet she could not utter it.

At the same time, everyone on the back mountain fell silent, unconsciously pondering Qian Renxue's words.

Then they heard Qian Renxue continue her questioning: "Is it your Golden Crocodile Claw? The weapon that comes with the supreme martial soul Golden Crocodile King, a match for everything? Or is it that a weakling with low soul power can defeat a stronger opponent thanks to superior martial soul quality, or is it the qi‑blood soul ring that lets you fight above your rank?"

"Exactly, the qi‑blood soul ring I created does indeed possess tremendous and wonderful power."

"Even someone as weak as I am, with the qi‑blood soul ring's aid, can easily crush a powerful Soul Master like you."

Tian Yue's face flushed crimson; "What on earth is Qian Renxue saying? What do you mean, 'such a powerful Soul Master like me'?"

"Where exactly am I strong?"

"You claim you're strong, then you easily crush me and ruffle my head—what a hateful trick! But Tian Yue now vaguely understands Qian Renxue's meaning."

Qian Renxue continued, puzzled: "Unlike me, who must create a qi‑blood soul ring to gain this physical strength, Tian Yue, you can shatter rocks and rend the earth relying solely on your Golden Crocodile King martial soul."

"Why are you so weak?"

Hearing the word "weak" again, Tian Yue's face instantly turned pale.

Qian Renxue tilted her head and said, "Are you giving up just because your Golden Crocodile Claw broke?"

"You possess the Golden Crocodile King's bloody combat instinct and enviable terrifying physique; the injury hasn't reached the core—it's merely a broken weapon—so why did you instantly lose your fighting spirit and fall into such despair?"

Tian Yue stared blankly at Qian Renxue, wanting to speak but suddenly not knowing what to say: "I… because…"

How should she put it? Should she say that no matter how desperately she claws and attacks, she cannot harm Qian Renxue's body? A battle with no hope or end in sight is something no one could endure.

Not a drop of blood could be drawn; such a battle left Tian Yue feeling no enjoyment at all.

Qian Renxue looked at the Golden Crocodile King bone helmet on Tian Yue's face and said, "As a Golden Crocodile King Soul Master, you are the most skilled at using bodily strength to unleash violence."

"Yet, with your Golden Bloodline, you cannot fully unleash the power and potential within you."

"This simply won't do—I refuse to accept it."

Tian Yue froze. "What?"

Qian Renxue continued, "I refuse to accept that this is not an all‑out fight."

"When I underwent the Angel's Nine Trials, I saw a fragment of the Angel God's memory—her battling a terrifying Golden Crocodile with Golden Bloodline, a fight so fierce that even recalling it defies description."

"It is also a clash that inspires awe and longing between powerhouses, demanding total focus and wholehearted commitment, with no slack allowed, lest one lose one's life; in that process one must forget everything, and the all‑out fighting stance fills me with joy."

"Tian Yue, I have always been limited by my frail body; as a delicate Angel Soul Master, I lack your dragon‑like terrifying physique, having inherited only a faint trace of ancestral strength, and I have continually suppressed my warrior's nature."

"I proposed the qi‑blood soul ring concept precisely so I could engage you in an enjoyable close‑quarters battle."

"As a descendant of the Angel God, the battle I have long awaited is right here, and the moment of sacrificing oneself for glory is also here."

"You say I am a monster."

"Then please do not lose to me, this weak and pitiful monster."

"As someone whose power can completely crush Angel Soul Masters, please use all your strength to shatter my dream of close combat!"

Tian Yue's heart swelled with emotion; the stubborn tears she refused to shed could no longer be held back, she clenched her teeth tightly, refusing to let herself cry out.

"Was it for me? After all… after all, you see me this way—this battle isn't just my solo act; you, too, have been longing for me, waiting for me!"

"Yes, Xueer was originally just a frail Six‑Winged Angel Soul Master; although a Six‑Winged Angel's physique is strong, it could never compare to her Golden Crocodile King."

"That explains why Xueer went mad tempering her body, strengthening her physique—why that usually gentle girl underwent such a huge change in today's battle."

"As a long‑range Six‑Winged Angel Soul Master, she harbored a desire for close combat that her weak physique forced her to suppress; this longing, as a fan of the Strong Attack close‑combat path, Tian Yue understands all too well."

"We are the same; my heart holds this longing, admiration, and reverence for you, Xueer—my feelings match yours!"

"Xueer started out obviously weak, yet to catch up with herself she firmly believed that as a Golden Crocodile King Soul Master she must be immensely strong, so she developed the unprecedented qi‑blood soul ring; she possesses a heart truly craving strength, not bound by her frail body, but forging her own path."

"What about me? I clearly have everything Xueer envies, yet after a simple battle I fell into self‑abandonment! How could I let her down? She has waited so long! I failed to live up to her expectations—I truly deserve to die! The rest of the small group in the Offering Hall were also moved."

"Only Qian Gu Feng Hua and the few offerings on the high platform, after hearing Qian Renxue's words, wore strange expressions."

"The Golden Crocodile Douluo twitched his mouth wordlessly: 'Xueer, you little fox, you've bewildered my granddaughter to the point of lameness—Is the Six‑Winged Angel's power still weak? She's actually become frail, so frail that she can crush my Tian Yue with one hand? Big brother, you'd better rein in Xueer—little Tian Yue just isn't bright.'"

"Qian Daoliu chuckled: 'Based purely on strength, the Six‑Winged Angel indeed falls short of the Golden Crocodile King; Xueer isn't wholly deceiving—isn't this just giving little Tian Yue back her confidence? Do you really want Tian Yue to suffer a setback?'"

"Whether the offerings believed it or not didn't matter—Tian Yue believed it; at this moment, the Tian Yue who had been befuddled by Qian Renxue's words showed a face full of emotion, and all her humiliation and anger vanished in an instant."

"In their place came an inescapable sense of oppression and shame."

It's all my fault for being too weak—why can't I properly respond to her?

Translation: It's all my fault for being too weak; why can't I properly respond to her?

It's all my fault for being too weak. Why can't I properly respond to her?

What if she doesn't have the Golden Crocodile Claw? She still has this well-trained body! She still has fists, legs, and teeth! Suddenly, Tian Yue felt a flash of insight—she realized!! "You're right, Xue'er! I understand! Even without the Golden Crocodile Claw, my martial soul is still the Golden Crocodile King! This body flowing with golden bloodline is my strongest weapon!"

Translation: Without the Golden Crocodile Claw, what does it matter? She still has this well-trained body! She still has fists, legs, and teeth! Suddenly, Tian Yue felt a flash of insight—she had realized!! "You're right, Xue'er! I understand! Even without the Golden Crocodile Claw, my martial soul is still the Golden Crocodile King! My body, flowing with golden bloodline, is my strongest weapon!"

Golden Crocodile Claw, a well-trained body, fists, legs, and teeth, a flash of insight, realization, martial soul, Golden Crocodile King, a body flowing with golden bloodline, the strongest weapon.

"You're clearly a long-range specialized soul master, but when it comes to physical quality, I'm truly the innate strong one. As an innate strong one, I even use the qi-blood soul ring you developed—what right do I have to say your innate rank twenty is unfair? You haven't even used your martial soul."

Translation: "You are clearly a long-range specialized soul master; in terms of physical quality, I am truly the innate strong one. As an innate strong one, I even use the qi-blood soul ring you developed—what right do I have to call your innate rank twenty unfair? You haven't even used your martial soul."

A long-range specialized soul master with good physical quality, truly an innate strong one, possessing a qi-blood soul ring at innate rank twenty, and a martial soul.

"Even though I'm this strong, I hesitate just because of the qi-blood pattern on your body, even thinking that without the Golden Crocodile Claw I can't hurt you."

Translation: "Clearly I am this strong, yet merely because of this qi-blood pattern on your body I hesitate, even thinking that without the Golden Crocodile Claw I cannot harm you."

Qi-blood pattern and Golden Crocodile Claw.

"Ha, the one who's always been unfair is me—why am I so useless?"

Translation: "Heh, it's clearly me who has always been unfair; why am I so useless?"

Tian Yue's tears won't stop; why am I so useless, even unable to answer Xue'er's long-anticipated respectable fighting spirit?

Translation: "Tian Yue's tears could not stop; why am I so useless, even unable to respond to Xue'er's long-anticipated respectable fighting spirit?"

Xue'er's long-anticipated respectable fighting spirit.

This is clearly a frail angel's all-out challenge, and intense regret has made Tian Yue forget that this battle was her own invitation.

Translation: "This is clearly the challenge of a frail angel exhausting everything; intense regret has already made Tian Yue forget that this battle was her own invitation."

A frail angel, an exhaustive challenge, and an invitation.

Facing Qian Renxue's extraordinarily strong physique, as a Golden Crocodile King soul master, she should naturally feel delighted.

Translation: "Facing Qian Renxue's abnormally strong physique, as a Golden Crocodile King soul master, she ought to feel joy instead."

Qian Renxue, the Golden Crocodile King soul master.

Then she should happily return with even greater strength, fully enjoying the fun of battle.

Translation: "Then she should happily return with even greater power, fully enjoying the joy of battle."

Finally, after an evenly matched battle, facing Xue'er who gave her all yet still lost, the strong one calmly praised her: "You've done enough." But as the weak one losing to the strong, there's no shame.

Translation: "Finally, after an evenly matched battle, facing Xue'er who had given her all yet still lost, the strong one should calmly praise her: you have already tried hard enough, but as the weak losing to the strong, there is no shame."

Evenly matched, she gave her all but lost; the strong one's posture drew calm praise, while the weak lost to the strong.

But now, as an innate strong one, I've lost, yet I'm still making excuses—saying Xue'er is innate rank twenty, her martial soul is transcendent god-level, she's chosen by the gods, yet she never used her martial soul from start to finish.

Translation: "But now, as an innate strong one, I have lost, yet I keep making excuses for myself: Xue'er has innate rank twenty, her martial soul is transcendent god-level, she is chosen by the gods, yet she never used her martial soul from start to finish."

An innate strong one at innate rank twenty, possessing a martial soul, a transcendent god-level martial soul, and chosen by the gods.

"Disadvantage in martial skill, lack of real combat experience? Having great power but unable to unleash it fully? Nonsense! All of it is rubbish! All excuses—losing is losing! Qian Renxue looked at Tian Yue in surprise—no, sister, I was just spouting nonsense; you really got it?"

Translation: "Disadvantage in martial skill, lack of real combat experience? Having great power but unable to exert it all? Nonsense! All of it is rubbish! All excuses—losing is losing! Qian Renxue looked at Tian Yue with some surprise—no, sister, I was just spouting nonsense, you really got it?"

He cited the disadvantage in martial skill and lack of real combat experience, dismissing it as nonsense, all rubbish, mere excuses—losing is losing. Qian Renxue, his sister, was just spouting nonsense: "You really got it?"

But since Tian Yue has regained her fighting spirit, Qian Renxue doesn't mind helping her, purifying her golden bloodline a bit—though the process of taking hits will be painful.

Translation: "However, since Tian Yue now has fighting spirit, Qian Renxue doesn't mind helping her, purifying her golden bloodline a bit—though this process of taking hits will be very painful."

Purifying her golden bloodline a bit during the process of taking hits.

"It's far from the time for regret—what's with your tears? Can your tears let you defeat me?"

Translation: "\"It's far from the time for regret; what's with your tears? Can your tears let you defeat me? \""

"If you don't want to disappoint me, then get ready mentally—I won't go easy on you. To please me, give it your all in battle! Let me properly teach you! What! This is what a true death battle is!"

Translation: "\"If you don't want to disappoint me, then get ready mentally—I won't easily let you go. To please me, give it your all in battle to satisfy me! Let me properly teach you! What! Is true death battle! \""

Get ready mentally, give it your all in battle to please me, and let me properly teach you in a true death battle.

"An attack with no killing intent at all is completely harmless—who could you possibly defeat like that?"

Translation: "\"An attack with no killing intent at all is completely harmless; who exactly can you defeat like this? \""

Boom——!

Translation: "\"Boom——! \""

At the moment Qian Renxue finished speaking, her massive wings behind her suddenly ignited, splendid golden flames leaping and boiling within them! Then the wings suddenly wrapped around Qian Renxue's body, and Tian Yue was startled by the sudden golden-flame wings, stumbling backward.

Translation: "At the moment Qian Renxue finished speaking, her massive wings behind suddenly ignited, splendid golden flames leaping and boiling within the wings! Then the wings suddenly wrapped around Qian Renxue's body, and Tian Yue was startled by this sudden golden-flame wings, repeatedly retreating."

Massive wings of splendid golden flames, leaping and boiling, wrapped around Qian Renxue's body as golden-flame wings.

Holy golden light quietly spread, turning everything around into a pure world, and the holy aura continuously diffused.

Translation: "Holy golden light quietly spread, everything around began to turn into a pure world, and the holy aura continuously diffused as it spread."

Holy golden light and a holy aura.

The huge dark-gold rhombic light behind Qian Renxue blazed brightly, as if nurturing something, but the wings on that rhombic light all disappeared, replaced by Qian Renxue's body bursting with brilliant-gold aura, and brilliant-gold flames burned extremely fiercely from the corners of her eyes.

Translation: "Qian Renxue's massive dark-gold rhombic light behind shone brightly, as if nurturing something, but the wings on that rhombic light all disappeared, replaced by Qian Renxue's body bursting with brilliant-gold aura, the brilliant-gold flames blazing extremely vigorously from the corners of her eyes."

Dark-gold rhombic light, brilliant-gold aura, brilliant-gold flames, and the corners of her eyes.

This is Qian Renxue's close-combat specialized form of her qi-blood power, and also her preliminary posture for entering the special abnormal qi-blood state.

Translation: "This is Qian Renxue's close-combat specialized form of her qi-blood power, and also her preliminary posture for entering the special abnormal qi-blood state."

Qi-blood power in a close-combat specialized form, a special abnormal qi-blood state, and its preliminary posture.

Even Tian Yue's Golden Crocodile King has a golden crocodile berserk form, so how could an Eight-Winged Angel, a transcendent god-level martial soul, lack its own specialized qi-blood form? Moreover, depending on her attributes, Qian Renxue possesses four different special abnormal qi-blood postures! Subsequently, a slender figure silently appeared within the brilliant-gold halo, and a holy Eight-Winged Angel phantom emerged behind Qian Renxue.

Translation: "Even Tian Yue's Golden Crocodile King has a golden crocodile berserk form; as a transcendent god-level martial soul Eight-Winged Angel, how could Qian Renxue lack her own specialized qi-blood form? Moreover, depending on the attributes she masters, Qian Renxue possesses a full four different special abnormal qi-blood postures! Subsequently, a slender figure quietly appeared within the brilliant-gold halo, and a holy Eight-Winged Angel phantom emerged behind Qian Renxue."

Golden crocodile berserk form, transcendent god-level martial soul, Eight-Winged Angel, specialized qi-blood form, special abnormal qi-blood postures, brilliant-gold halo, and holy Eight-Winged Angel phantom.

She had a head of brilliant-gold long hair reaching down to her feet, but her pupils were a deeper dark gold; her slender lovely form could not be described as perfect enough to capture her captivating proportions.

Translation: "She had a head of brilliant-gold long hair reaching down to her feet, but her pupils were a deeper dark gold; her slender lovely form, even if called perfect, could not fully describe her captivating proportions."

Brilliant-gold long hair, pupils with deeper dark gold, a slender lovely form, and captivating proportions.

Her peerless lovely face could make all women pale in comparison; every strand of light and every curve on her body fit perfectly, making it impossible to describe the first impression of seeing her, yet everyone present, male or female, had their gaze utterly captured by her, as the Eight-Winged Angel's brilliant-gold pupils coldly and sacredly gazed at Tian Yue.

Translation: "Her peerless lovely face could make all women pale; every strand of light, every curve on her body fits so perfectly that no one can describe the first impression of seeing her, yet everyone present, male or female, had their gaze utterly captured by her; the Eight-Winged Angel's brilliant-gold pupils coldly and sacredly gazed at Tian Yue."

A peerless lovely face where every strand of light and every curve give the first impression, her gaze utterly captured by her, the Eight-Winged Angel's brilliant-gold pupils gazing coldly and sacredly.

Instantly, the Offering Hall elders and the small spectating groups were stunned.

Translation: "Instantly, the Offering Hall elders and the spectating small groups were stunned."

Offering Hall elders and spectating small groups.

Upon seeing that nearly materialized, clearly visible stunning Eight-Winged Angel figure resembling wings and hair.

Upon seeing that nearly materialized, clearly visible stunning Eight-Winged Angel figure resembling wings and hair.

Upon seeing that nearly materialized, clearly visible stunning Eight-Winged Angel figure resembling wings and hair.

Qian Feng Hua almost instantly recognized it, saying, "Xue'er, this Eight-Winged Angel shadow is what you'll look like when you grow up."

Translation: "Qian Feng Hua almost instantly recognized it, saying, 'Xue'er, this Eight-Winged Angel shadow is what Xue'er will look like when she grows up.'"

Qian Feng Hua, Xue'er, the Eight-Winged Angel shadow, and what she will look like when she grows up.

Even though the Offering Hall elders, who have lived so long, now have dazed gazes and can hardly believe their own eyes, deep down they even ask themselves whether such a beautiful woman could truly exist in this world; surely future Xue'er must become a deity, or perhaps this is the descent of the future Angel God.

Translation: "Even though several Offering Hall elders, who have lived so long, their gazes now became somewhat dazed, and they could hardly believe their own eyes, deep down even asking themselves whether such a beautiful woman could truly exist in this world; surely future Xue'er must become a deity? Or perhaps this is the descent of the future Angel God?"

The Offering Hall elders, who have lived so long, had dazed gazes, could hardly believe their own eyes, wondering whether such a beautiful woman could truly exist in this world, and if future Xue'er would surely become a deity—or perhaps this is the descent of the future Angel God.

Tuoba Chen and company were obsessed with watching Qian Renxue's Eight-Winged Angel behind her—it was truly gorgeous.

Translation: "Tuoba Chen and company were obsessed with watching the Eight-Winged Angel behind Qian Renxue; it was truly gorgeous."

Tuoba Chen and company were obsessed with watching the gorgeous sight.

But this is just a prop; in fact, Qian Renxue's phantom behind her has no real function. Until she enters the next qi-blood form, the Eight-Winged Angel behind her is merely a nice visual effect, creating only severe light pollution with no other use—a simple effect that looks good.

Translation: "But this is just a prop; actually the phantom behind Qian Renxue has no function—when Qian Renxue hasn't entered the next qi-blood form, the Eight-Winged Angel behind her is merely a nice visual effect, serving no purpose other than creating severe light pollution, a simple effect that looks good."

A prop phantom in qi-blood form, a nice visual effect that creates severe light pollution, yet a simple effect that looks good.

Eight-Winged Angel—a mysterious existence like a legendary myth.

Translation: "Eight-Winged Angel, a mysterious existence like a legendary myth."

Holy songs chanted; facing such a beautiful angel, although Tian Yue had resolved to fight with all her might, her heart still wavered at this moment.

Translation: "Holy songs chanted; facing such a beautiful angel, although Tian Yue had resolved to fight with all her might, at this moment her heart still wavered a bit."

Holy songs chanted as she resolved to fight with all her might, though her heart still wavered a bit.

In order to win back everyone's spirits, Qian Renxue's brilliant-gold aura flared up again; she herself hadn't expected it—damn, her limelight was completely snatched by the phantom behind her, how aggravating! Now it's clearly her moment to show off! She's also making her first foray into the preliminary form of the special qi-blood posture, and she has zero experience at all.

Translation: "And to win back everyone's spirits, Qian Renxue's brilliant-gold aura on her body erupted again; she herself actually hadn't expected it—damn, her limelight was completely snatched by the phantom behind her, how aggravating, now it's clearly her moment to show off! She is also making her first foray into the preliminary form of the special qi-blood posture, and she has zero experience at all."

She tried to win back everyone's spirits with her brilliant-gold aura, damn it, but her limelight was completely snatched by the phantom behind her—how aggravating, a moment to show off as she made her first foray into the preliminary form of the special qi-blood posture, despite having zero experience at all.

Even though she was seething inside, on the surface Qian Renxue remained calm, full of poise, and said nonchalantly: "Since you're not strong enough, I'll weaken myself—this posture of mine is exactly the preliminary form of entering the Eight-Winged Angel special qi-blood posture, and it's also my weakest moment."

Translation: "Even though she was seething inside, on the surface Qian Renxue remained calm, full of poise, and said nonchalantly: 'Since you're not strong enough, I'll weaken myself—this posture of mine is exactly the preliminary form of entering the Eight-Winged Angel special qi-blood posture, and also my weakest moment.'"

Seething inside, she remained calm, full of poise, speaking nonchalantly as she weakened herself, entering the preliminary form of the Eight-Winged Angel special qi-blood posture at her weakest moment.

"Next, I'll suppress my physical strength to match yours and fight."

Translation: "\"Next, I will suppress my bodily strength to the same level as yours and fight. \""

Tian Yue stared blankly at the aura-bursting Qian Renxue, wondering what she had just heard—Qian Renxue actually had a new form? No, sister, this way I'm barely alive! Is a god-level martial soul really that powerful? She muttered, "You... why..."

Translation: "Tian Yue stared blankly at the aura-bursting Qian Renxue—what had she just heard? Qian Renxue actually still has a new form? No, sister, this way I'm barely alive—is a god-level martial soul really that powerful? She muttered, 'You... why...'"

Her aura burst, she took a new form, and her sister muttered, "This way I'm barely alive—is a god-level martial soul really that powerful?" and then asked, "You... why..."

Qian Renxue calmly said: "If you're asking why, it's obviously because I'm afraid I might accidentally beat you to death."

Translation: "Qian Renxue calmly said: 'If you're asking why, of course it's because I'm afraid I might accidentally beat you to death.'"

Boom——!

Translation: "\"Boom——! \""

Qian Renxue's figure swiftly vanished, and the next moment she appeared before Tian Yue, pressing her left hand against Tian Yue's contracted golden vertical pupil on her face.

Translation: "Qian Renxue's figure swiftly vanished, and the next moment appeared before Tian Yue, extending her left hand to press against Tian Yue's face within her contracted golden vertical pupil."

A contracted golden vertical pupil pressed against Tian Yue's face.

Tian Yue was directly grabbed by that force on her face, then thrown out, smashing into the training field's ground and carving a deep trench.

Translation: "Tian Yue was directly seized by that force on her face and then flung out, smashing into the training field's ground and carving a deep trench."

On the training field, it carved a deep trench.

"Hurry up and keep evolving! You're not trying to tell me that my super martial soul bearing the golden bloodline, the proud Golden Crocodile King, after bloodline awakening just grew a few golden scales and tiny bone spurs that make one want to laugh out loud, are you? Don't joke! How could the peerless heavenly prodigy I've nurtured since childhood become such cannon fodder?!"

Translation: "\"Hurry up and keep evolving! You couldn't possibly be telling me that my super martial soul bearing the golden bloodline, the proud Golden Crocodile King, after bloodline awakening merely grew a few golden scales and tiny bone spurs that make one want to laugh out loud? Don't joke! How could the peerless heavenly prodigy I've nurtured since childhood become such a cannon fodder role? \""

A super martial soul bearing the golden bloodline, the proud Golden Crocodile King, after bloodline awakening grew a few golden scales and tiny bone spurs that make one want to laugh out loud—a peerless heavenly prodigy reduced to a cannon fodder role.

"Don't make me wait too long—either respond to my expectation and evolve your bloodline, or I'll break your bones one by one; after all, who made you betray my long expectation?!"

Translation: "\"Don't make me wait too long—either respond to my expectation with bloodline evolution, or I'll break your bones one by one; after all, who made you betray my long expectation? \""

Bloodline evolution, breaking your bones, betraying my long expectation.

Although Tian Yue had just been blown away by Qian Renxue, she hadn't suffered major injury and could indeed feel that Qian Renxue's force was on par with her own.

Translation: "Although Tian Yue had just been blasted away by Qian Renxue, she hadn't suffered major injury, and Tian Yue could indeed feel that Qian Renxue's force just now was on par with her own."

She hadn't suffered major injury and could feel that it was on par with her own.

If it's like this now, she couldn't defeat Qian Renxue; the title Golden Crocodile King would weep, and the golden bloodline of the Golden Crocodile family flowing in her would surely suffer shame.

Translation: "If it's now this state, she couldn't defeat Qian Renxue; the title Golden Crocodile King would weep, and the golden bloodline of the Golden Crocodile family flowing in her would surely suffer shame."

The title Golden Crocodile King would weep, the golden bloodline of the Golden Crocodile family suffering shame.

Tian Yue quickly stood up, bent her waist, and silently prepared for battle.

Translation: "Tian Yue quickly rose, bent her waist, and silently stood ready."

"Where are you looking?" The next moment, as Qian Renxue's voice came through her ear, the Qian Renxue in her golden vertical pupil vanished instantly.

Translation: "\"Where are you looking? \" The next instant, as Qian Renxue's voice came through her ear, the Qian Renxue in her golden vertical pupil vanished instantly."

The golden vertical pupil vanished instantly.

Boom——!

Translation: "\"Boom——! \""

Blown away by a punch, Tian Yue widened her golden vertical pupil, and once again a huge crater was blasted into the distant ground.

Translation: "Tian Yue, blown away by a punch, widened her golden vertical pupil, and once again a huge crater was blasted into the distant ground."

She was blown away by a punch, her golden vertical pupil widened, and a huge crater was blasted.

Afterward, it became a completely one-sided crushing battle; soon everyone realized that even though Qian Renxue suppressed her strength to match Tian Yue's level, she still steadily overwhelmed Tian Yue in combat experience and skill.

Translation: "Afterward, it became a completely one-sided crushing battle; soon everyone discovered that even though Qian Renxue suppressed her strength to the same level as Tian Yue's, in terms of combat experience or skill Qian Renxue still steadily overwhelmed Tian Yue."

A one-sided crushing battle suppressed her strength to Tian Yue's level, whether due to combat experience or skill, as she steadily overwhelmed Tian Yue.

Tuoba Chen said somewhat surprised: "Did Xue'er use excess power? Otherwise, if they said they were using equal strength, the situation now is completely one-sided."

Translation: "Tuoba Chen said somewhat surprised: 'Xue'er, did you use excess power? Otherwise, although they said they were using equal strength, the situation now is completely one-sided.'"

Did you use excess power? Using equal strength, the situation is now completely one-sided.

Qian Feng Hua shook his head, looking at Tian Yue's figure stuck in a tough fight, sighed, and then said: "No, it's not like that—Xue'er and Tian Yue used the same amount of power, and Xue'er didn't cheat."

Translation: "Qian Feng Hua shook his head, looking at Tian Yue's figure stuck in a tough fight, sighed, and then said: 'No, it's not like that; Xue'er and Tian Yue used the same amount of power, Xue'er did not cheat.'"

A figure stuck in a tough fight sighed, having used the same amount of power—cheating.

As a peerless heavenly prodigy able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Tian Yue, Qian Feng Hua's prestige in the small group's hearts was deep; when he spoke, Tuoba Chen and company immediately believed him.

Translation: "Qian Feng Hua, as a peerless heavenly prodigy able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Tian Yue, had deep prestige in the small group's hearts; when Qian Feng Hua spoke, Tuoba Chen and company immediately believed him."

A peerless heavenly prodigy able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Tian Yue, who had deep prestige; his word alone made the small group's hearts believe him immediately.

However, Ling Kuang still had doubts and asked: "If their power is clearly the same, why can Xue'er press down on Tian Yue to fight? This doesn't make sense—could the chief be at a disadvantage due to previous bodily injuries?"

Translation: "However, Ling Kuang still had doubts, asking: 'If their power is clearly the same, why can Xue'er press down and beat Tian Yue? This defies common sense—could the chief be at a disadvantage due to prior bodily injuries?'"

The chief's bodily injuries left her at a disadvantage.

Qian Feng Hua's face grew solemn; he too wanted to challenge Xue'er, and the fiercer this battle became, the more information he gathered.

Translation: "Qian Feng Hua's face grew solemn; he too wanted to challenge Xue'er, and the fiercer this battle became, the more information he gathered."

His face grew solemn as he wanted to challenge Xue'er; the fiercer the battle became, the more information he gathered.

A pearl-white light flickered in his eyes as he tightly focused on the two in the arena, turning the ring on his thumb, calming his inner agitation, and then he said softly: "This is because Xue'er has experienced far too many battles—you guys shouldn't forget that she's been away for two years; where

Translation: "A pearl-white light flickered in his eyes as he tightly focused on the two in the arena, turning the ring on his thumb, calming his inner agitation, then he spoke lightly: 'This is because Xue'er has experienced too many battles; don't forget, Xue'er has been away these two years—where exactly did she go? She returned from the City of Slaughter, and compared to the Xue'er who could walk out of the Hell Road's mountains of corpses and seas of blood, Tian Yue's combat experience is truly too little—this is a crushing of real-world experience.'"

Pearl-white light filled the arena where the two stood, he turned the ring on his thumb, calming his inner agitation, recalling the City of Slaughter, Hell Road, mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and the crushing of real-world experience.

Combat techniques—Tian Yue is still too inexperienced, and so am I; in future battles I will try to avoid matching martial arts with Xue Yue, in this aspect I could never be her opponent, not just due to lack of combat experience and skill, but also a battle instinct akin to intuition, that split-second gut feeling.

Translation: "\"As for combat techniques, Tian Yue is still too inexperienced—even I am the same; in future battles I will try to avoid matching martial arts with Xue'er, in this aspect I could never be her opponent, and not only combat experience and skill, but also a battle instinct akin to intuition, that split-second gut feeling. \""

Combat techniques—Tian Yue is still too inexperienced, and so am I; I will try to avoid matching martial arts with Xue'er, in this aspect I could never be her opponent, not just due to lack of combat experience and skill, but also a battle instinct akin to intuition, that split-second gut feeling.

Saying this, Qian Feng Hua sighed again, "Forget it, saying this to you is meaningless; you at your current level cannot understand it."

Translation: "Speaking, Qian Feng Hua sighed again, 'Forget it, explaining this to you is meaningless; you at your current level cannot understand it.'"

Ling Kuang, Tuoba Chen, and Ryan exchanged a silent glance, suddenly feeling an inexplicable barrier—not because their brotherly feelings had gone wrong, but because they realized their close brother seemed to belong to a different world, just as Qian Feng Hua standing beside them and Tian Yue in the arena did; they were truly of the same tier, capable of suppressing an era's peerless heavenly prodigies.

Translation: "Ling Kuang, Tuoba Chen, and Rui En exchanged a silent glance; in that moment they suddenly felt an inexplicable barrier—not that their brotherly feelings had gone wrong, but they realized their close brother seemed to belong to a different world from them, just as Qian Feng Hua standing beside them and Tian Yue in the arena are truly of the same tier, capable of suppressing an era's peerless heavenly prodigies."

They exchanged a silent glance, feeling an inexplicable barrier—not because their brotherly feelings had gone wrong, but because their close brother seemed to belong to a different world, just as Qian Feng Hua beside them and Tian Yue in the arena did; they were truly of the same tier, capable of suppressing an era's peerless heavenly prodigies.

As for Qian Renxue, needless to say, she is destined to become the future true god who will attain the Angel God's position, whether in the hearts of the Offering Hall's elders or in their own hearts.

Translation: "As for Qian Renxue, needless to say—whether in the hearts of the Offering Hall's several grandfathers or in their hearts, she is destined to become the future true god who will attain the Angel God's position."

The Offering Hall, the hearts of its several grandfathers, and the future true god destined to attain the Angel God's position.

I didn't expect that it still hasn't finished fighting; actually, the main point is to shape their strength so it's not for nothing—it's not that just because the author says they're strong they become strong. In many novels, characters that are hyped up talk strong but can't back it up, and their actual combat performance in the plot is especially lacking. So my book can't possibly have a heaven‑chosen prodigy just appear out of nowhere effortlessly. Every ultimate powerhouse has gone through tempering. Tomorrow is the eternal charm. The Panlong Staff of Eternal Charm is slightly different. Hehe, these two are individuals specially cultivated by Qian Renxue, strong enough to stand shoulder‑to‑shoulder with transmigrators, the native powerhouses of the Douluo Continent. Actually, the main purpose is also to use this plot involving Tian Yue to let the brothers see just how strong Qian Renxue's qi and blood power is. Before, I kept painting a big picture for the brothers, boasting about how formidable Qian Renxue's qi and blood is. I really need to give the brothers a solid demonstration, right? After that comes the plot of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Hehe, brothers, please vote for us!

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