Chapter 86

"Class 1 of Grade 6 wins, you have thirty minutes to recover your soul power in the waiting area; next up is the match between Class 1 of Grade 1 and Class 1 of Grade 4!"

"Both sides' contestants, get on stage and prepare!"

"Yi Fu excitedly turned her gaze toward Qian Renxue, this time you'll definitely have to make a move, right! Hehehe, little angel, can you escape my palm? "Wait! Principal, Class 1 of Grade 4 admits defeat! We surrender!" Just as Yi Fu was lost in delight, Bai Cheng's voice suddenly sounded."

"Yi Fu's unrestrained smile on her face suddenly froze, huh? 'Isn't that not good? Are you sure? This is the best stage for you to show off! Bai Cheng, don't you want to lead your team to go for second place?'"

"Yi Fu was frustrated, 'What's going on? You can't even give her a break, one by one!' Bai Cheng looked at his own timid, dejected teammates and said helplessly:"

"That's not an opponent we can face; as team captain, I can't let my team go up against an opponent we can't defeat, lest they suffer serious injury that would affect their later cultivation."

"He had just been beaten up by Jun martial soul, completely crushed, and Jun martial soul is feeling a bit off today, striking so hard that the ape-like soul master's hand might be broken—how is he fighting? "Besides, we're also forfeiting the match against Class 1 of Grade 6!""

"Bai Cheng just does what feels right; third place is fine, he's already caught the eye of the Spirit Hall's higher-ups, the purpose of participating has been achieved, no need to push himself—if he's not strong enough, he just can't win."

"Bai Cheng glanced deeply at Qian Renxue again—indeed, geniuses only play with geniuses; the gap between him and such an ordinary person is simply too great, it's beyond his reach…"

"Originally, each of the three teams would face off in pairs, the team that won two matches would be first, but since Grade 4 forfeited, it's now directly the final."

"Grade 1 vs Grade 6, a single match decides the winner! Grade 6's homeroom teacher Dong Huan approached Qian Gu Feng Hua and his three companions, anxiously asking, 'Feng Hua, are you confident you can defeat Jun martial soul?' Just now Jun martial soul single-handedly took on seven opponents, which truly frightened him, leaving Dong Huan now a bit lacking in confidence."

"Qian Gu Feng Hua said nothing, merely staring at Qian Renxue with a solemn expression; whether they could win wasn't up to him, but rather depended on whether that golden figure was truly Qian Renxue."

"He knew that the Qian family's inherited Angel's Regalia includes the Angel's Skull, which possesses a disguise soul skill."

"Qian Gu Feng Hua never regarded Jun martial soul as a threat; although Jun martial soul's combat ability is decent, his soul power level is still too low—he can handle geniuses like Tuoba Chen, but facing this monster personally nurtured by Qian Renxue is another matter."

"Qian Gu Feng Hua hoped this was just his illusion, that the golden figure wasn't Qian Renxue; back when he was in second grade, he had also invited Qian Renxue to join him at the Spirit Hall Academy, but she refused, saying the academy was just a playhouse, worthless, and there was no need to go."

"Moreover, given Little Snow's age, she should be in fourth grade; how could she possibly conceal her age to join the academy? What could possibly be worth Qian Renxue's attention? Qian Gu Feng Hua kept convincing himself."

"Just an illusion, but if it really is her…… Qian Gu Feng Hua narrowed his eyes, slowly clenched his fists, and looked at Jun martial soul beside Qian Renxue."

"……"

"Qian Gu Feng Hua's face was as still as water, a faint killing intent surfacing in his eyes."

"But please don't let it be an Angel martial soul, otherwise he wouldn't be able to suppress his jealousy."

"Little Snow, that's not you, right?"

"Tuoba Chen saw Qian Gu Feng Hua's expression was off, and tactfully comforted Dong Huan: 'Don't worry, Teacher Dong, a single-ring soul master—with Feng Hua here, Jun martial soul's quirks are useless.'"

"Dong Huan didn't hear Qian Gu Feng Hua's answer, and his unease grew."

"Thirty minutes passed in a flash."

"At that moment, the president of the Spirit Hall Academy, Yi Fu, had already arrived on the competition stage."

"The second final: Class 1 of Grade 1 versus Class 1 of Grade 6—Grade 1, are you still sending six people onto the field?"

"Fu Fang smiled and nodded, Jun martial soul led the six in single file onto the field, walking toward the center."

"Dong Huan also forced down his anxiety, gave a slight smile, and said, 'You go as well, Feng Hua—whatever you do, don't be careless.'"

"Qian Gu Feng Hua couldn't be bothered with Dong Huan's petty thoughts, and directly brought Ling Kuang, Tuoba Chen, and four filler single-ring soul masters onto the stage."

"Qian Gu Feng Hua is handsome and refined, bearing a calm and melancholic aura; compared to the burly Ling Kuang and the unreliable Tuoba Chen, he's more popular with the academy's female students, and as soon as he stepped on stage, the female spectators in the stands erupted in various cheers."

"Damn! This guy's really a show-off." Xiao Yuan hid at the back of the team, dissatisfiedly looking at the female fans outside the field—he's so handsome, why isn't anyone cheering for him? Qian Gu Feng Hua and his two companions stood side by side, Qian Gu Feng Hua in the center, Ling Kuang on the left, Tuoba Chen on the right, and the remaining single-ring soul master stood behind them.

"Jun martial soul remained at the very front, steady as a mountain; Qian Renxue trailed half a step behind him, her gaze fixed on Qian Gu Feng Hua, who had been staring at her."

'"Are you ready?" Yi Fu asked as usual, and after receiving affirmative answers from both sides, she waved her hand and announced the start of the grade final.'

"Jun martial soul, Ling Kuang, and Tuoba Chen almost simultaneously released their martial souls."

"Ling Kuang and Tuoba Chen each had two deep-yellow soul rings appear beneath their feet, and they both charged straight at the single-ring Jun martial soul."

"The three beast martial soul masters went at it fist to flesh, while Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan, also with their martial souls embodied, each went up against one of the Grade 6 single-ring soul masters."

"Xiao Yuan covered his head with both hands and said to the charging single-ring soul master, 'Ah, I surrender! Don't hit me! Go find someone else.'"

"That single-ring soul master stopped, cursed him as a weakling, then turned back to charge at Qian Renxue, who hadn't yet embodied her martial soul."

'"Go for Jun martial soul—this is mine."'

"Qian Gu Feng Hua coldly pointed out a direction to that idiot; the single-ring soul master acknowledged and foolishly charged at Jun martial soul and his companions."

"The whole arena descended into chaos, only Le Zhengying and Qian Gu Feng Hua remained motionless, standing face to face amid the colorful soul power fluctuations and shouts; this strange scene immediately drew everyone's attention."

'"Why aren't you embodying your martial soul? Are you afraid I'll guess your identity?" Qian Gu Feng Hua wore a smile, but there was not a trace of mirth in his eyes.'

'"I'm waiting for Jun martial soul to finish; he's the captain, I have to follow orders. Why don't you go and put some pressure on him? I won't stop you—indeed, he wants to use this battle to break through himself."'

'"Following orders……"'

"Qian Gu Feng Hua muttered to himself, turning his head to look at Jun martial soul, who was still handling three soul masters with ease—his orders? Unlike the peaceful days Qian Renxue enjoyed, Jun martial soul's side was engaged in the most primal melee, the four beast martial soul masters wildly exchanging punches and kicks."

"Jun martial soul's golden vertical pupils emitted a cold light; his first soul ring lit up—Holy Light Qilin Physique! White scales crawled up his arms."

"He let out a cold shout, like a tiger released from its cage, and lunged first at Ling Kuang."

"Ling Kuang wouldn't be outdone; his first and second soul rings lit up simultaneously! The first soul skill, Wild Bear Power, activated—his body instantly swelled, muscles bulging like small mountains, brimming with explosive strength."

"Dark red hair stood on end like steel needles, exuding a wild aura; Ling Kuang's eyes turned blood‑red, revealing endless ferocity, as if he wanted to tear everything before him to shreds."

"Next came the second soul skill, Bloody Frenzy: a thick blood mist erupted from within, spreading rapidly. Within the mist, faint eerie red light flickered, boosting the Blood Demon Raging Bear's speed and strength by another fifty percent."

"Ling Kuang unleashed a deafening roar, the sound wave spreading like a tangible force in all directions."

"His hulking, mountain‑like frame burst with astonishing power; red‑eyed, he swung a washbasin‑sized fist at Jun martial soul."

'"Bang!" Their fists slammed together, emitting a deafening roar; the tremendous impact caused the surrounding air to explode instantly, forming a visible shockwave.'

"Tuoba Chen seized the moment, attacking like a ghost from the side, his leg bringing a gust of wind as he swept fiercely at Jun martial soul's waist."

"Jun martial soul reacted extremely quickly, sidestepping and simultaneously striking back with an elbow that smashed hard into Tuoba Chen's chest."

"The second soul ring lit up, Ironclad Defense! The scales of the White Armor Earth Dragon were activated by soul power, forming a solid protective layer around Tuoba Chen's body, greatly boosting his defense."

"Tuoba Chen grunted as he was flung away: 'Damn it!'"

"Thanks to the soul skill, he didn't suffer major injury, but Jun martial soul's tremendous force still sent his body flying."

"As Tuoba Chen flew backward from inertia, he activated his first soul skill, Earth Spike! Numerous sharp earth‑yellow spikes suddenly sprang up beneath Jun martial soul's feet, piercing his body."

"That single-ring Swift Leopard Soul Master, relying on his agile build, seized the chance and continually harassed Jun martial soul nearby."

Jun Wuhén let out an unnamed roar, his pure white soul power surged, shattering the earth spikes that bound him; he then spun and swept a kick, kicking up a gale that sent the Swift Leopard Soul Master flying dozens of meters.

"Ah!" the Swift Leopard Soul Master was kicked away, bang—he fell flat and passed out.

Ling Kuang rushed forward, wildly throwing punches to block Jun Wuhén; with the Swift Leopard Soul Master buying him a moment, Tuoba Chen, after landing, also immediately rushed back.

Jun Wuhén faced Ling Kuang and Tuoba Chen's combined attack again, showing no fear, muscles tensed; each punch he threw could tear the air, each kick left a spider‑web‑like crack on the stage.

Ling Kuang was struck in the cheek by Jun Wuhén's punch, blood spraying everywhere, he staggered back; Tuoba Chen seized the chance to sneak in, but Jun Wuhén dodged sideways, grabbed Tuoba Chen's arm, and threw him over his shoulder, slamming him hard onto the ground, creating a large pit.

"Bang!" Tuoba Chen groaned in pain, gritting his teeth as he nimbly rolled to his feet. This melee battle was intensely fierce; Jun Wuhén fought three opponents alone, still taking on two Soul Emperors above his level, yet he displayed an unparalleled crushing dominance.

Jun Wuhén felt his body undergoing a transformation; the Kirin Crown's sensation on him had changed, becoming more scorching. The more he fought, the stronger he grew—though he had just been passionately exchanging blows with two Soul Emperors, his condition could not be better; though he looked battered, he was actually at full strength.

Jun Wuhén excitedly watched the two top-tier beast martial soul masters rise again before him, continuing to challenge, "Again!"

Ling Kuang and Tuoba Chen gritted their teeth, wanting to rush forward again, but a clear voice called them to a halt.

"Step back, let me handle this." Qian Feng Hua stood before Qian Renxue, turned his head to look at them; his formerly calm face was now filled with icy coldness.

Ling Kuang and Tuoba Chen exchanged a glance, instantly relaxed, stepped back a few paces—this Jun Wuhén fellow is truly a monster.

Qian Feng Hua stared at Jun Wuhén and asked Qian Renxue:

"Did you come to the Spirit Hall Academy just for him? For a mere first‑ring Soul Master?"

Qian Renxue blinked, looking confused: "What are you talking about, big brother? We don't even know each other."

Ling'er knows nothing; she's just a poor little thing whose family was destroyed.

"…"

Qian Feng Hua fell silent for a moment, then said: "Jun Wuhén does have some talent, but anything he can do, I can do as well."

He had already been surprised by Jun Wuhén's strength, but now it seemed Jun Wuhén might be like him—both personally trained by Qian Renxue—and perhaps he wanted Qian Renxue to know who was truly the best.

Qian Feng Hua raised his right hand, accompanied by resonant dragon chants, a silver‑white coiling dragon staff appeared in his grip, its shaft bearing a vividly lifelike anti‑evil dragon pattern.

One yellow and one purple soul ring appeared beneath his feet.

"A thousand‑year second ring!"

The previously noisy audience fell dead silent; everyone stared blankly at Qian Feng Hua's elegant, splendid thousand‑year soul ring.

Eve stared blankly at Qian Feng Hua, "Good grief, the Spirit Hall's high‑rank disciples are indeed different—just like her little angel, he also has a thousand‑year soul ring."

Xiao Yuan's eyes nearly popped out; "This kid must be a transmigrator too! Damn it! A thousand‑year second ring—if he's a native, I'll livestream eating feces!"

Qian Renxue hesitated slightly, saying: "Go easy on him, he's only rank eighteen."

Don't ruin her chances.

Qian Feng Hua took a deep breath, said nothing, his gaze turning even colder; he lifted the coiling dragon staff, stepped past Qian Renxue, and walked step by step toward Jun Wuhén.

Years of breath‑control training were undone by Qian Renxue's single sentence—"Go easy"? Qian Feng Hua felt like he was about to laugh from anger.

"Jun Wuhén, I won't bully you for being one‑ring; my soul power level is higher than yours, so I won't need soul skills. The blood‑qi path grows stronger the more you fight—you must have just gotten excited now, right? I'll be your opponent."

Jun Wuhén also narrowed his eyes at Qian Feng Hua's thousand‑year soul ring—this guy is no simpleton.

Jun Wuhén cracked his knuckles, producing a grating sound, then roared, "Bring it on!"

The first to act was Qian Feng Hua, who had been holding a breath in his chest, hating to tear Jun Wuhén apart limb from limb.

He gripped the coiling dragon staff with both hands; Qian Feng Hua's body shot upward like lightning, blinding white light erupting from within, and his staff seemed to instantly swell to tens of meters long.

Qian Feng Hua's whole body also became translucent and enlarged; he grabbed one end of the staff with both hands, arched his back, and swung the staff down toward Jun Wuhén with a tremendous crash.

"What the hell, is that the martial soul true form? How did he pull that off?" Xiao Yuan stared, bewildered, at the enlarging staff, "Damn, does Jun Wuhén even stand a chance?"

The tens‑of‑meters‑long giant coiling dragon staff, in that instant, resembled heaven‑splitting earth‑shattering, as if it would shatter the whole world.

The swung coiling dragon staff gave off an indescribably terrifying aura; the air twisted along its path, and fine specks of silver‑white light flickered in its afterimage—the righteous qi of heaven and earth inherent to the anti‑evil dragon.

This is the first form of the Nine‑Form Unyielding Staff Technique—a concept Qian Renxue mentioned, then refined by the two Title Douluo, Qianjun and Xiangmo, into an original soul skill, "Battle Heaven, Fight Earth!" The essence of the staff technique lies in unyieldingness: taking the intent to look down on heaven and earth, opposing them with one's own strength.

Xiao Xue, all of this is what you taught me—how could that Jun Wuhén ever compare to me? In this unyielding intent, the character 'break' is the most crucial essence; for that essence, the Offering Hall deliberately sent people to attack the Clear Sky Sect's single‑attribute Breaker clan, but unexpectedly the Clear Sky Sect shut its doors, no one dared intervene, and the four major attribute sects grew disheartened, all splitting from the Clear Sky Sect just as in the original story.

In fact, this staff technique can only begin to be comprehended at the level of Title Douluo and above.

Because once you cultivate the Unyielding Staff Technique, you are essentially opposing heaven and earth, unconsciously bearing great pressure; yet each time you break a restriction, you achieve a leap‑forward, massive advancement.

But Qian Renxue directly had Qian Feng Hua communicate with the anti‑evil dragon within the coiling dragon staff, befriending the dragon inside the staff, allowing him to use the dragon's anti‑evil righteous qi to resist heaven and earth, becoming the first Anti‑Evil Dragon Pillars on the Douluo Continent.

Actually, this was originally just a joking remark by Qian Renxue; she never expected Qian Feng Hua to actually succeed.

Therefore, even though Qian Feng Hua only has two rings, a high‑rank Soul King would be killed by a single strike of his staff—this is a staff technique that only Title Douluo can learn.

Qian Feng Hua doesn't even need to use soul skills—what soul skill could be better than his Unyielding Staff Technique? Eve's face paled; that staff blow is something even she, as headmaster, cannot block; if Jun Wuhén were killed by it, she could forget about a promotion.

"Spare his life beneath the staff!"

When Qian Feng Hua's coiling dragon staff suddenly enlarged, resembling heaven‑splitting earth‑shattering as it came down on him, Jun Wuhén could clearly sense the surrounding heaven and earth rejecting this form, yet somehow Qian Feng Hua transformed that rejection into his own attack; in Jun Wuhén's perception, it felt as if the sky might collapse and the earth sink.

Jun Wuhén's face changed dramatically; this strike wielded Soul Emperor‑level power—he would surely die from it, for with his soul power level, even crowned he only had low‑rank Soul King strength, utterly unable to resist! Jun Wuhén immediately activated the Kirin Crown, a mighty aura bursting forth; under the threat of death, his adrenaline surged, and he finally broke through the first seal.

As the first seal lifted, Jun Wuhén's upper body began to show Kirin tattoos; a hot current flowed from the Kirin Crown into his right arm, which became covered in diamond‑shaped white scales, with a few sharp tiny spines sprouting on the shoulder, making his right arm look like it wore a ferocious white arm‑guard, looking especially cool, and a blood‑qi technique surfaced in his mind.

Also a voice entered his ears: "The Kirin's strength forever resides only in the right arm, child—find a way to strengthen your right arm."

Jun Wuhén's black hair stood on end, his whole body emanating a white aura; his eyes flickered with eldritch light, blue and white rays streaming from his fists, intertwining and condensing on his right arm.

He stepped forward, already airborne, drew a deep breath, pulled his right fist back to his waist, then half‑turned his body, twisted his waist and flung his shoulder, unleashing a punch! Jun Wuhén's fist had somehow turned blue, crystal clear, like a deep sapphire; as he threw the punch, a faint resonance sounded in the air, and a powerful thunder‑force exploded.

Almost instinctively, he subconsciously uttered the technique's name.

"Kirin Arm, Break the Heavens!"

White holy power and blue thunder‑force intertwined, meeting head‑on Qian Feng Hua's coiling dragon staff.

"Boom——!" A violent explosion rang out; the entire huge competition platform trembled under the force.

A figure descended from the sky, landing with a "thud"; cracks spread outward from his feet, his aura mighty, crowned with a splendid Kirin Crown, like an ancient god‑king descending to earth.

But Jun Wuhén's handsome look lasted only two seconds; suddenly his face twisted in bitterness, he dropped to one knee, and with a "puff" spat out a mouthful of blood.

Meanwhile, Qian Feng Hua's coiling dragon staff rebounded upward; one could clearly see dense fine lightning crackling over it, while Qian Feng Hua himself returned to his original form, but he did not press the attack—he simply turned his head to look at Qian Renxue.

The person he had long yearned for rushed to Jun Wuhén's side, face full of worry, gently asking about his condition.

Tsk, Qian Renxue furrowed her brows, gripping the Coiled Dragon Staff tightly in her hand, she looked at the Kirin Crown on Jun martial soul's head, feeling jealous, just a weakling relying on external power—what's so good about him! "Jun martial soul, are you okay?" Qian Renxue glanced at the Kirin Crown on Jun martial soul's head with her peripheral vision, the more she looked the more she wanted it, but this thing is bound to the martial soul, she doesn't know how outsiders can take it off.

She couldn't just pull it off, could she? If she could really pull it off, during a battle, when clashing passionately with someone, the Kirin Crown would have fallen off already.

Jun martial soul, you must not just die like that—I still don't know how to take the Kirin Crown from your martial soul!

Xiao Yuan shakily lowered his hands that were holding his head, unable to hold back a loud curse in his heart—he had just been slacking off and almost lost his life. Damn, are all these transmigrators this awesome? Why am I so weak! Is this fair? I clearly have a twin martial soul! I'm the one with the highest talent, why are they so prominent? Can a Soul King even produce such a commotion?

Eve swallowed her saliva, this is actually a battle fought between a first-ring soul master and a second-ring soul master—such a battle, even as the principal, she would die if she went up? Are young people nowadays this heaven-defying?

The spectators in the audience seats were silent as they watched—these two actually belong to the same academy as them, what merit or ability do they have? I feel like I've brought shame to the Spirit Hall Academy.

Jun martial soul shook his head, "I'm fine." He tried to prop himself up to stand, but another mouthful of blood spilled out.

Good grief, he's been beaten to internal injury, right? Won't this affect Jun martial soul's progress in unlocking the Kirin Crown?

Jun martial soul today is experiencing a protagonist-exclusive on-the-spot power surge! The Kirin Crown has evolved; I don't know if the Holy Light Crystal he will receive later will change—just looking at the Holy Light Crystal, it's clearly produced by his cheat Kirin Crown; otherwise, as an orphan, where could he get something like this?

Finally the fight is over—these two transmigrators have been cut like leeks, let them rest a bit so they can grow again; before leaving, let Jun martial soul also suffer a setback, hehe, after this it's Qian Renxue's own main storyline—time to return to the Spirit Hall! Give us tickets, brothers! (End of chapter)