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Yu Longchen's deep, commanding voice echoed across the arena. "Ladies and gentlemen, today's battle among the younger generation is a rare and auspicious event for the soul master world. The children of His Holiness the Pope will spar with the young disciples of our Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan. Of course, if any of you wish to showcase the talents of your family's younger generation, I would certainly welcome it."
He turned his gaze toward Qian Xunji. "What does His Holiness think?"
Qian Xunji responded warmly, "A sparring match among the younger generation is always welcome."
Qian Renhan smiled faintly. "Xiaoxue, go ahead and defeat a few opponents."
"Yes, brother, I'm going." Qian Renxue nodded and stepped confidently onto the stage.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had no idea that the innate soul power of the Angel Martial Soul was ten levels higher than other martial souls. Yu Longchen had initially planned to send a newly awakened soul master from the clan to spar with Qian Renxue. However, before he could act, a small figure darted onto the stage—it was none other than Feng Xiaotian.
The dean of the Godwind Academy was startled and quickly stood up, cupping his fists toward Yu Longchen and Qian Xunji. "Thunder Crown and Your Holiness, please forgive my grandson's impudence. I'll retrieve him immediately."
Before the dean could make a move, Yu Longchen raised his hand with a smile. "No need. As I said earlier, the younger generation is always welcome to spar. A little boldness in children isn't a bad thing."
Hearing this, the dean secretly breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down. Compared to the mighty powers of the Spirit Hall and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, their Godwind Academy and the Feng Family were hardly significant.
On the stage, the match began.
Feng Xiaotian grinned and introduced himself. "Feng Family of Elemental City, Feng Xiaotian. Martial Soul: Stromwind Double-Headed Wolf. Level 13 Assault System Soul Master."
A resonant wolf's howl echoed through the air as a gleaming century-old soul ring materialized around Feng Xiaotian. His posture shifted to move on all fours, and a second, phantom-like wolf head sprouted from his neck.
Qian Xunxue replied indifferently, "Spirit Hall. Qian Family. Qian Renxue. Martial Soul: Six-Winged Angel. Level 19 Assault System Soul Master."
At the mention of "Level 19," Feng Xiaotian—and indeed, every soul master present—froze in disbelief. This wasn't possible! By her age, Qian Renxue should have only just awakened her martial soul. How could she already have reached Level 19? It defied all logic!
From beneath Qian Renxue's feet, a soul ring tinged with yellow and faint purple emerged. Her golden hair shimmered as every strand turned radiant. Behind her, the phantom of the Six-Winged Angel appeared, its form enveloped in a faint layer of fire.
"A soul ring close to 900 years? Impossible!"
The crowd erupted internally with shock. Even Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Tang Xiao couldn't hide their astonishment.
Yu Longchen, however, calmed himself, his brow furrowed as he recalled something. His grandson, Yu Xiaogang, had once joined the Spirit Hall as a librarian and later became involved with the Spirit Hall's Holy Maiden. During his time there, Yu Xiaogang uncovered some hidden information, including details about the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul. Supposedly, it was born with an innate soul power starting at Level 20. At first, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had scoffed at the idea, believing such claims to be preposterous. But now, seeing Qian Renxue's near-900-year soul ring and Level 19 soul power, Yu Longchen began to suspect Yu Xiaogang's account might have been true. Though flawed, it couldn't be dismissed entirely.
Even with the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, reaching Level 19 at six years old and absorbing a near-900-year soul ring should have been impossible unless the martial soul's innate power exceeded the normal limits of soul power.
Yu Longchen smiled and addressed Qian Xunji. "Your Holiness, I once heard a rumor that the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul, as one of the continent's most supreme martial souls, has an innate soul power exceeding ten levels. Is that true?"
The entire arena fell silent as everyone's eyes widened in disbelief. Their first reaction was skepticism, but as they thought about it, they realized no other explanation could account for Qian Renxue's extraordinary achievements.
Hearing this, Qian Xunji's eyes narrowed slightly before he smiled. "That's correct. The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul was bestowed upon our clan by the Angel God. It is a true divine martial soul, with innate soul power starting at Level 10."
Qian Xunji knew that Bibi Dong and Yu Xiaogang had once stolen many of the Qian Family's confidential records. Among them was the secret that the Six-Winged Angel's innate soul power could reach a maximum of Level 20. Yu Longchen's statement hinted that he was aware of this stolen information. Rather than letting these sly old foxes speculate further, Qian Xunji chose to confirm it openly. This way, he could strengthen the faith in the Angel God while dispelling further curiosity.
With Qian Xunji's confirmation, shock rippled across the audience. A divine martial soul? Innate soul power starting at Level 10? Did this mean the upper limit was Level 20? Heavens! And the Angel God—a being they had assumed to be mere legend—was real!
Yu Longchen, Ning Fengzhi, and Dustheart exchanged subtle glances, their expressions grave. The realization of facing a divine-level existence like the Angel God forced them to reconsider their approach to opposing the Spirit Hall. A hundred-level god was simply beyond comprehension.
Tang Xiao, too, was filled with unease. Ever since the disappearance of their ancestor Tang Chen, the Clear Sky Clan had treated the Spirit Hall as an unassailable power, issuing strict orders for all disciples to avoid provoking them. For years, the clan had adhered to this command—save for Tang Hao, who acted against it.
"Brother Hao, where are you? You must stay hidden with our little sister," Tang Xiao silently prayed, his heart heavy.
As the initial shock settled, Yu Longchen cast a subtle, thoughtful glance at Qian Xunji. For the first time, his gaze lacked the usual wariness. If the innate soul power of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul started at Level 10, Qian Xunji's achievement of reaching Titled Douluo at 50 years old became less impressive. A ten-level advantage meant his actual breakthrough would have been closer to 53 years old, placing his talent on par with Tang Xiao's—not as remarkable as it first seemed.
Yu Longchen then turned his attention to Qian Renxue on the stage and Qian Renhan in the audience. If Qian Renxue required a 900-year soul ring to reach Level 19, her innate talent likely didn't surpass Qian Xunji's. However, the white-haired youth—Qian Renhan—remained an enigma. His innate soul power was undoubtedly higher, as stronger contenders always appeared later in such events.
Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, and Tang Xiao silently arrived at the same conclusion.
Tang Xiao let out a subtle sigh of relief. He was thankful he had brought the Clear Sky Clan's elite disciples, Tang Hu and Tang Long, to observe the event. If they had sent newly promoted soul masters, it would have been humiliating, allowing the Spirit Hall to dominate unchallenged.
Yu Longchen had no such concerns. After all, this was the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, boasting disciples ranging from fledgling soul masters to Title Douluo, all wielding the clan's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul.
Meanwhile, Qian Xunji's eyes narrowed slightly as he pondered. Once back in the Spirit Hall, he would need to warn Yu Xiaogang again. If that fool ever leaked the secrets of the Angel God Armament, Qian Xunji wasn't sure if he'd be able to hold back—regardless of Bibi Dong's feelings, he might have to crush Yu Xiaogang outright.
(End of Chapter)