Chapter 79: My sister is not cute anymore.

Chapter 79: My sister is not cute anymore.

After a long time, Yan finally put away his shock and looked serious.

"let's start."

At this time, Yan looked at Ye Qifeng and reported his martial soul and level seriously:

"Yan, martial soul flame lord, twenty-fifth level battle soul master, please give me your guidance."

In Douluo Continent, soul fighting is not a fight to the death. In order to show respect, before fighting, one needs to tell the opponent one's name, martial soul, and soul power level. This is a rule that everyone in the soul master world tacitly accepts.

Although this rule is a bit pedantic, it is a characteristic of the Douluo Continent, and there is no need to break it.

Ye Qifeng followed the local customs and also reported his martial spirit and level seriously.

"Ye Qifeng, martial soul shadow, twenty-fifth level combat soul master, please give me your guidance."

Then the two of them took their stances, and the fight began immediately.

"coming soon."

Xie Yue's eyes lit up in the audience. He was very familiar with Yan's martial and soul skills. He was now curious about Xiao Feng's martial soul and soul skills.

That was a thousand-year-level soul skill. He wondered what it would look like and how powerful it would be.

From the mysterious confidence of his sister towards Xiao Feng, Xie Yue felt that things might not be simple and Yan might lose.

Thinking of this, Xie Yue suddenly lost his composure.

He quickly turned to look at Hu Liena and asked:

"Nana, can you tell me the truth? What are Xiaofeng's two soul skills, and how strong is his combat ability?"

"No." Hu Liena shook her head to refuse. She smiled and said to Xie Yue,

"You don't allow others to tell Xiaofeng your information, so of course I can't tell you Xiaofeng's soul skills. Why don't you just look at it yourself?"

Hiss--, Xie Yue felt a little toothache and suddenly felt that his sister was not cute anymore, as if she no longer belonged to him.

It's over; the little cotton jacket is leaking.

On the fighting stage.

Ye Qifeng and Yan stood facing each other at a distance of ten meters. After both sides reported their names, martial spirits, and soul power levels to each other, the battle began.

Yan didn't say any more nonsense. Although he was usually carefree, when it came to fighting, he suddenly became a different person and became extremely serious.

Before Ye Qifeng showed his martial spirit ring, Yan might have looked down on him a little. Just now, he even thought about letting Ye Qifeng take the first step.

But now Yan didn't dare to think so, because the two bright purple soul rings on Ye Qifeng's body were a bit too eye-catching.

Those are two thousand-year-level spirit rings. He doesn't know how Xiaofeng was able to overcome the limits of a spirit master's body and absorb them successfully.

Since it is a thousand-year-level spirit ring, it naturally grants thousand-year-level spirit skills, and its power is definitely not small.

But it is not comparable to the two waxy yellow soul rings on his body. Yan used to think that his soul rings were quite cool, but now he suddenly feels a little disgusted.

Suddenly, he seems to like purple a little bit, but he didn't have such a strong feeling before. He is a little envious of Xiaofeng. He also wants to have a thousand-year-level purple soul ring. Yan keeps thinking in his heart.

Although he had a lot on his mind, Yan never stopped moving.

"Martial Spirit Possession!"

Yan shouted in a deep voice, and the Fire Lord's martial spirit instantly merged with the slightly stronger body. Yan's eyes instantly turned fiery red.

At the same time, the three-meter-tall Fire Lord disappeared, and the dark red flames that were originally burning on the Fire Lord's body also transferred to Yan's body.

The strange thing was that the blazing flames, despite being extremely hot, did not damage Yan's clothes; not even the slightest burn mark appeared.

After being possessed by the martial spirit, Yan seemed to have become a different person, looking like a burning fireman.

"Xiaofeng, you have to be careful." Yan left a word and instantly rushed towards Ye Qifeng.

"Second soul skill, granite!"

As he rushed forward, Yan let out a low cry and chanted a soul spell, and the second soul ring on his body suddenly glowed.

Under the effect of the soul skills granted by the soul ring, the muscles on Yan's body bulged instantly, and his skin hardened like granite.

His height suddenly jumped from about 1.5 meters to about 1.8 meters, and the clothes on his body were instantly torn into pieces.

As soon as the torn pieces of cloth were separated from Yan's body, they were instantly burned into ashes by the dark red flames.

Ye Qifeng looked at Yan's changing body and knew that it was the ability granted by the earth attribute of his martial soul plus the soul ring skills.

His body became giant and hardened, his attack power was powerful, his defense was extremely strong, and his might should not be underestimated.

Coupled with the ability of the Fire Lord's martial spirit to grant fire attributes, what Hu Liena said is actually correct. When fighting against an opponent like Yan, close combat is not advisable, and a long-range attack is the best choice.

In less than a breath of time, Yan completed the release of his soul skill and crossed a distance of ten meters.

As long as he gets completely close, his strength can be exerted to the maximum extent.

In a few flashes, Yan's figure appeared beside Ye Qifeng. He bent his waist, swung his fist, and smashed towards Ye Qifeng.

After Yan's body became huge, with Ye Qifeng's current height, it only reached his chest, so his punch was aimed at his head.

Ye Qifeng did not dodge or evade. When Yan rushed over, he had already completed the martial spirit possession.

After the martial spirit possessed him, Ye Qifeng's body did not change at all. The shadow martial spirit seemed to be a part of his body and merged into it in an instant.

Below the fighting arena, Ye Qifeng seemed to be stunned, as if he had not reacted. Seeing Yan's fist with dark red flames about to hit Ye Qifeng's head, Hu Liena and Xie Yue shouted at the same time:

"Xiaofeng, be careful!"

Seeing that Ye Qifeng did not dodge or evade, Yan was also panicked at this time, but he had already exerted all his strength at this time, and it was too late to retract his strength. This punch would definitely hit Ye Qifeng.

However, this did not happen.

At this time, Ye Qifeng's faint voice sounded in the room:

"Second soul skill: shadow binding!"

Suddenly, Yan's fist stopped twenty centimeters in front of Ye Qifeng.

He was tied up by pitch-black vines that looked like ghost vines. The dark vines covered his entire body, and he was firmly bound in place, unable to move at all.

After releasing the second soul skill, Ye Qifeng jumped back and retreated several meters away from Yan.

Xie Yue in the audience widened his eyes.

He saw the scene just now. The moment Yan appeared beside Xiaofeng, the second purple soul ring on Xiaofeng's body suddenly lit up.

Several black shadows rushed out from under Xiaofeng's feet, came to Yan's side, and turned into vines, and then Yan was bound.

Xie Yue guessed that the control range of Xiao Feng's soul skill must be more than this and must be much larger. The reason he chose to activate the soul skill after Yan approached was probably to catch him by surprise.

As it turned out, it worked.

Xie Yue's combat awareness is indeed very good, and he has already guessed Ye Qifeng's intention.

It all happened so fast, in just a moment.

Xie Yue's breathing became rapid. He couldn't help but think that Xiao Feng's soul skill was released in too short a time, making it almost impossible to defend against. If that was the case, then who could get close to him?

"Control-type soul skills?" Yan, in the field, asked in surprise.

He then began to try to break free from the shadow vines, but to his surprise, with his body strengthened by the Granite Spirit Technique, no matter how he struggled, he could not break free.

At this time, Ye Qifeng smiled faintly. After all, it was a soul skill nearly five thousand years old. With Yan's current strength, it was impossible for him to break free.

(End of this chapter.)