Douluo: I have too many clones

Chapter 839 Beating up Long Yeyue

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap rang out in the heart of the battlefield, breaking the previous silence.

With the sound, a clear red palm print instantly appeared on Long Yeyue's left cheek, the five fingerprints distinct and particularly glaring against her slightly aged skin.

Previously, Fu Xuan had used his omniscient and omnipotent abilities to slap Long Yeyue, leaving a handprint on her right cheek.

Now, new marks have appeared on his left cheek, with two palm prints on the left and right sides, forming a somewhat "symmetrical" appearance.

Fors looked at the palm print on Long Yeyue's face, tilted her head slightly, and said with a hint of teasing, "Hey, the color seems a bit asymmetrical. The mark on your right cheek is almost gone, it doesn't look good like this."

Before she finished speaking, she raised her hand again and slapped Long Yeyue's right cheek.

The palm print left by Fu Xuan had already faded by most due to Long Yeyue's powerful recovery ability as a Limit Douluo. At this moment, Fors's palm strike was precisely to carry out "symmetry" to the end.

"Snapped!"

Another crisp slap rang out, and a bright red handprint reappeared on Long Yeyue's right cheek, echoing the mark on her left cheek.

Her eyes instantly blazed with fury as she stared intently at Fors before her, her gaze sharp as a knife, as if she wanted to devour Fors alive.

Long Yeyue frantically urged her soul power and spiritual power to try to break free from the shackles of the "Meditation Seal".

Her soul power surged violently within her body, like a volcano about to erupt. The illusory image of the Light and Dark Holy Dragon behind her trembled slightly, as if it wanted to awaken again. Her spiritual power was like a sharp blade, constantly impacting the invisible restraints around her.

No matter how hard she tried, her body was as if it were firmly locked by invisible chains. Her soul power could not flow, and her mental power was also suppressed. Apart from her brain being able to think, she could not even move a finger.

"Oops~ I think I hit it a little too hard. My right cheek is more swollen than my left cheek now."

Fors looked at Long Yeyue's slightly swollen right cheek and said with feigned surprise, "Come on, let me help you make it symmetrical."

"Snapped!"

The third slap landed, this time, Fors's target was Long Yeyue's left cheek.

The palm strike was controlled perfectly, just enough to make the swelling on her left cheek catch up with that on her right cheek, making the two palm prints appear even more "balanced" on her face.

"Oops~ That was so careless~"

Fors spoke with a deliberately apologetic tone, her gaze sweeping over Long Yeyue's face, "It seems your left cheek is quite swollen now, let me help you adjust it again."

"Snapped!"

The fourth slap followed immediately, another precise "adjustment." Fors slapped with both hands, the crisp sound of each slap echoing across the battlefield.

In just a short while, Long Yeyue's old face, which was originally covered with wrinkles, swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her cheeks bulged high, her skin turned red, and she looked exactly like a round pig's head. Her former majesty and imposing manner were completely gone.

Long Yeyue's heart was filled with boundless rage and humiliation—she was an elder of Shrek Academy, a renowned Light and Dark Douluo on the continent, and had fought countless battles throughout her life. When had she ever suffered such humiliation?

But she could only watch helplessly as Fors acted recklessly in front of her, without even the right to resist.

She simply couldn't understand how Fors, a junior who hadn't even reached the Limit Douluo level, could control her so completely, leaving her no room to move, even though she was wearing a four-word battle armor and had touched the demigod realm.

Indeed, in terms of soul power and battle armor, Fors is slightly inferior, but in terms of mental strength, there is an insurmountable gap between Long Yeyue and Fors.

This move, "Meditation Seal," uses powerful mental energy to manipulate the power of space and time, completely imprisoning a small area of ​​space, thus creating a special imprisoning ability.

Once the target is enveloped, both the flow of soul power and the movement of the body will be firmly imprisoned by this power.

The advantages of the "Meditation Seal" are extremely prominent: it is activated without any warning, the invisible fluctuations are difficult to detect, and the speed of condensing the seal is extremely fast, which can complete the immobilization in an instant, catching the opponent off guard.
At the same time, the confinement effect acts directly on the space itself, making it difficult for opponents to resist even if they possess powerful defensive battle armor or defensive soul skills.

However, its drawbacks are equally obvious: limited by the range of mental power, the "Meditation Mudra" can only confine a small area of ​​space.

Just like now, Fors could only seal off the area where he and Long Yeyue were located, unable to affect other battlefields in the distance;

Moreover, the strength of the confinement effect is directly linked to the opponent's mental strength level—if the confined opponent's mental strength reaches the Divine Origin Realm, they can use their own mental strength to break through the spatial confinement and have the possibility of breaking free.

Therefore, the "meditation mudra" can be used as a surprise attack, but it cannot be the decisive weapon in a battle.

However, it is more than enough to deal with Long Yeyue.

Although Long Yeyue's mental strength was strong, reaching the peak level of Limit Douluo, she was still unable to break through to the Divine Origin Realm.

Fors's mental strength had already surpassed the conventional understanding of Douluo Continent.

As Nan Fusheng's potion sequence continues to improve, Fors's mental power, as his closest bloodline clone, also rises accordingly, reaching the level of a third-level deity under normal circumstances.
If unleashed at full power, it can rival the mental strength of a second-level deity.

However, the spiritual power of a second-level deity is not Fors's true limit, but rather the "peak" that she can currently withstand.

Just like a water bottle with a fixed capacity, once the water exceeds the capacity, it will overflow; if you force water to continue to be poured in, it will only cause the bottle to break.

Fors's body is this "Aquarius". Although her physical strength far exceeds that of ordinary soul masters, she still cannot bear the full spiritual power of a god.

To avoid his body being burst apart by the immense mental energy, Fors could only rely on the sealing ability of the "Door" to seal most of his mental energy deep within his body, leaving only a small portion for daily combat and using his abilities.

Normally, the spiritual power that Fors displays is at the Divine Origin Realm.

Due to the rules of Douluo Continent, once a god-level power surpassing the Limit Douluo appears, it will attract the punishment of heavenly tribulation.

If a Limit Douluo wants to elevate his soul power into divine power and break through to the level of a god, he will inevitably trigger a tribulation of lightning.

In comparison, the restrictions on mental power are slightly more lenient: although the mental power of the Divine Origin Realm has touched the threshold of "god", it will not directly attract heavenly tribulation, but will only be slightly rejected by the rules of the plane.

However, once one raises their spiritual power to the level of a third-level deity, the dimensional rules will determine that it is "beyond the limit," and the lightning tribulation will immediately sense this power and then unleash a devastating attack.

Fors had already verified this through countless experiments—she had once attempted to temporarily lift part of the mental seal.

When her spiritual power broke through the Divine Origin Realm and reached the level of a third-level deity, the sky instantly became covered with dark clouds, and purple-gold lightning rolled in the clouds. If she had not resealed her spiritual power in time, she would probably have been struck by the lightning tribulation.

This is why Fors always kept her mental energy at the Divine Origin Realm level during battles, and with the "Meditation Seal," it was enough for her to deal with most enemies.

At this moment, Fors looked at Long Yeyue, whose face was covered with palm prints, whose eyes were blazing with fire, yet who was unable to move, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"You old hag, didn't you want to teach me a lesson? Why aren't you moving now? Don't you think you're so great just because you're senior? Today I'll show you that seniority is worthless in the face of absolute power."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to slap him again, the crisp sound of the slap seeming to echo across the battlefield once more. Long Yeyue could only endure the endless humiliation and anger in her heart, helplessly watching all of this unfold.

"Stop!" A roar filled with powerful spiritual energy, like a thunderclap, suddenly exploded in the space imprisoned by the "Meditation Seal".

In an instant, this area, which was originally as solid as steel and firmly fixed everything, seemed to be cleaved open by an invisible giant axe, with brief but shocking cracks appearing. The sense of spatial fragmentation was fully revealed at this moment.

Long Yeyue was already in dire straits, her soul power was suppressed, like a caged beast, possessing great strength but unable to use it.

But the instant that roar rang out, she keenly sensed that the shackles binding her had loosened, and her soul power could be used again.

Without hesitation, she immediately activated her soul power, and a flash of silver light appeared around her. She was like a silver lightning bolt, instantly teleporting out of this death zone.

Having escaped her predicament, Long Yeyue's eyes were now burning with rage. She stared intently at Fors, her hatred almost tangible, as if saying, "I swear I will not rest until I avenge this!"

"Ok?"

Fors ignored the escaped Long Yeyue, instead frowning slightly and glaring like a knife in the direction from which the roar came.

Chen Xinjie stared at her with bloodshot eyes and heavy breathing, his eyes flashing with boundless rage. His spiritual power surged like a tidal wave, and the entire sky above Mingdu seemed to be filled with the sea, turning into azure blue.

Not far from him, Qian Gu Die Ting was even temporarily forced back by this spiritual power, staring at Chen Xin Jie in horror.

The spiritual power of the Divine Origin Realm!
Originally, Chen Xinjie did not want to use his spiritual power at the Divine Origin Realm, but when he noticed that Fu Xuan had defeated Cao Dezhi, he realized that the situation seemed to be in trouble.

But what truly made him explode was seeing Long Yeyue being slapped; that was the key reason he couldn't tolerate it.

Although the battlefield between Fors and Long Yeyue was filled with smoke and dust, it was not difficult for Chen Xinjie to see through the battlefield with his eyesight.

For Chen Xinjie, he would rather be the one getting slapped than tolerate his "white moonlight" being slapped, so he exploded.

The sudden burst of spiritual power from the Divine Origin Realm caught everyone off guard, even Qian Gu Die Ting, who was fighting against him, was briefly stunned.

The roar, imbued with spiritual power, even cracked Fors's "Meditation Seal," giving Long Yeyue a chance to escape.

"Yueyue!"

Chen Xinjie first looked at Long Yeyue's face, which was swollen like a pig's head, with a pained expression, and then looked at the culprit who caused all this with indignation: Fors.

"Young man, you've gone too far."

Chen Xinjie's voice was low and hoarse, each word seemingly squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying an uncontrollable rage.

Before he finished speaking, his aura suddenly changed, and a vast and powerful aura, like a sleeping ocean, was instantly awakened and spread wildly in all directions.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Xinjie slowly raised his right hand, and the soul power in his body surged out without reservation, condensing into an enormous azure hand in his palm.

The palm emitted a deep blue light, with clearly visible lines, as if it were formed by the power of the entire ocean, carrying a world-destroying force as it slapped fiercely towards Fors.

Anyone with eyes could see that this strike was filled with Chen Xinjie's overwhelming rage. He wanted to use the most direct and fierce method to seek justice for his beloved and make Fors pay a heavy price for her actions.

"Chen Xinjie, I am your opponent."

Just then, a hundred-foot-tall dragon-coiled staff suddenly appeared, accompanied by a whistling sound, and smashed the azure palm apart with a single blow.

Chen Xinjie glared at Qian Gu Dieting, who was blocking his way, his anger intensifying, almost burning away his reason. He stared intently at Qian Gu Dieting, gritting his teeth and roaring, "Get out of my way!"

"That depends on whether you have the ability!" Qian Gu Die Ting snorted coldly, his eyes full of determination and disdain.

Although Chen Xinjie's burst of Divine Origin Realm spiritual power had briefly put him under pressure and even forced him to take a few steps back, he had quickly adjusted his state and still chose to stand firmly in front of Chen Xinjie without any intention of backing down.

Qian Gu Die Ting had his own plans: if Chen Xin Jie's target was Gu Yue Na, he might hesitate for a moment because he was wary of Gu Yue Na's unfathomable talent, or even deliberately slow down before making a move to stop her.

After all, Gu Yuena's potential is too amazing. If Chen Xinjie can be used to curb her arrogance, it may not be a bad thing for the Spirit Pagoda.

But the current situation is completely different. Chen Xinjie's target is Fors, which makes it impossible for Qian Gu Die Ting to stand idly by.

Fors is not an ordinary member of the Spirit Pagoda; she is the personal disciple of Qian Gu Qingfeng, who is his eldest son.

Since the Qian Gu Qingfeng couple had no children, they doted on Fors and had long treated her like their own daughter. Qian Gu Dieting saw all this and kept it in mind.

Although the relationship between Qian Gu Die Ting and Qian Gu Qing Feng has never been harmonious due to some disputes in their youth, and they often quarrel, the blood ties between them are ultimately unbreakable.

If he were to stand by and watch Fors face danger before him without offering any help, the existing rift between father and son would likely become an insurmountable chasm, a result that Qian Gu Die Ting absolutely did not want to see.

"Qingfeng has a good eye. Fors's strength is no less than Gu Yuena's. It's a pity she's already married. Otherwise, she and Zhang Ting might have become even closer."

Looking at Fors, who remained calm in the distance, Qian Gu Die Ting couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Fors was so young, yet he already possessed such formidable strength; such talent was truly rare.

He couldn't help but think of his great-grandson, Qian Gu Zhangting. If Fors hadn't married, the two would have had a good relationship. It's just a pity that things don't always go as planned.

A thought flashed through his mind, and Qian Gu Die Ting gripped the Panlong Staff tightly once more, his aura surging. He worked even harder to stop Chen Xin Jie, each strike carrying immense force, giving Chen Xin Jie no chance to get close to Fors.

Occasionally, when Qian Gu Die Ting caught a glimpse of Long Ye Yue's swollen, pig-like face not far away, a sense of "satisfaction" welled up in his heart.

……

"what!!!"

Long Yeyue touched her swollen cheeks and suddenly let out a "groundhog" screech, then glared murderously at Fors, "You little beast, I'm going to kill you!"

Being slapped in public is an immense humiliation, let alone being witnessed by Chen Xinjie, whom she cherishes and who doesn't want to show any sign of embarrassment.

In her heart, she would always be the illustrious "Radiant Sun and Moon, Dragon Emperor of Light and Darkness," a figure who could strike fear into the hearts of all Soul Masters of her generation. But now, she had fallen into the hands of a mere young girl, and in such a humiliating way. How could Long Yeyue, who had been proud her entire life, possibly accept this?
"No one can save you today!"

Long Yeyue stared at Fors with bloodshot eyes and heavy breathing. The air around her began to fluctuate violently. Golden light elements and pitch-black darkness elements, like two restless dragons, swirled and intertwined wildly around her, radiating a suffocating sense of oppression.

She stared intently at Fors, the murderous intent in her eyes almost tangible.

If this girl isn't reduced to ashes today, Long Yeyue's reputation will never be restored.

"Light and darkness shatter evil!"

With a furious shout, Long Yeyue suddenly raised her hand and swung it at Fors. In an instant, a deafening dragon roar resounded in the void, and hundreds of black and white dragons appeared out of thin air.

These enormous dragons, their scales shimmering with a cold luster under the nourishment of light and dark elements, opened their blood-red maws and charged madly toward Fors's location with earth-shattering power, as if they wanted to tear this space apart completely.

"boom!!!"

Hundreds of giant dragons crashed into Fors's position, and blinding light and dark elements erupted instantly, forming a huge energy storm.

The violent shockwave swept outwards, cracking the ground and sending debris and dust flying everywhere, completely engulfing Fors's figure in the smoke and dust of the explosion.

Long Yeyue stared at the area enveloped in energy, a ferocious smile creeping across her aged face, her eyes filled with unwavering determination: "You little beast, are you still not dead this time?"

This "Light and Darkness Break Evil Rift" is one of her trump cards. When used at full power, even a demigod would have to temporarily avoid its edge. Fors, a mere Super Douluo, has absolutely no chance of survival.

However, just when she thought victory was assured, a clear voice slowly came from the center of the explosion, like a cold water being poured into her heart: "Old woman, don't be too sure of yourself. It's not certain who will live and who will die today."

Long Yeyue's smile froze instantly, and her pupils contracted sharply.

She stared intently at the center of the explosion, and as the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, Fors's figure stood perfectly intact in the same spot!

The surrounding light and dark energies were still raging, and the remains of the dragon were still exploding. Strangely, all the energy was blocked by an invisible barrier when it came within half a meter of Fors. No matter how it was attacked, it could not harm her in the slightest.

"How can it be!"

Long Yeyue gasped in disbelief.

She knew the power of "Light and Darkness Break Evil Rift" all too well. It could cause serious injury even to a Limit Douluo. Yet now it was blocked by a Super Douluo?

Moreover, Fors seemed calm and composed, as if the explosion was nothing more than a gentle breeze to her.

"It's the power of space!" Long Yeyue's gaze fell on the invisible barrier, and her pupils suddenly contracted.

But the next second, she shook her head, her brows furrowing: "No, if it's just an ordinary spatial barrier, my Light and Darkness Breaking Evil Rift is enough to shatter space. There must be other secrets involved."

She had fought across the continent for a century and seen countless space-type soul masters, but she had never seen anyone wield spatial power to such an extent—this was something no ordinary spatial barrier could achieve.

What Long Yeyue didn't know was that she was overthinking things. What Fors had used was indeed a simple spatial barrier, but her control over space had long surpassed the understanding of ordinary soul masters.

With her extraordinary mental strength and the high spatial affinity granted by Nan Fusheng's bloodline, she distorted the space around her into a "mustard seed of Mount Sumeru".

What appeared to be a half-meter distance was actually like an eternity. Long Yeyue's attack seemed to have hit her, but it was actually completely absorbed by the Sumeru Mustard Seed Space, without even touching the hem of her clothes.

This method would be impossible for any other Limit Douluo, even if they possessed a space-type martial soul.

But Fors's talent and bloodline were too special, and this seemingly heaven-defying ability was nothing more than ordinary operation for her.

"Old hag, it's only polite to return the favor. Now it's my turn to take action! Spear of the Sky!"

Fors's lips curled into a faint smile. She raised her hand and gently pressed it towards Long Yeyue. In an instant, the elemental molecules in the air seemed to be summoned by an invisible force, frantically converging towards her palm.

Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, light, darkness—nine elements intertwined and merged in her palm, ultimately coalescing into a giant nine-colored spear.

The spear was radiant with light, and its tip gleamed with a cold, icy light, as if it could pierce through everything in the world.

The next second, the nine-colored spear transformed into a dazzling streak of light, accompanied by a piercing sound as it shot towards Long Yeyue at an extreme speed, almost impossible to track.

"Little tricks!"

Long Yeyue snorted disdainfully, her words were defiant, but her eyes were filled with seriousness.

She could clearly sense the terrifying energy contained within the nine-colored spear. It was no ordinary elemental attack, but rather the ultimate power resulting from the superposition of nine elements, with a power comparable to that of a demigod.

"Light and Darkness Holy Dragon Break!"

Long Yeyue dared not be careless in the slightest and unleashed her killing move once again. A black and white dragon, several times thicker than before, appeared out of thin air. This dragon's aura was even more powerful, and its scales were even surrounded by a faint power of law.

It roared to the sky, and then, with unstoppable momentum, rammed into the nine-colored spear.

"Boom!"

Another loud bang, and the dragon and the nine-colored spear collided violently in mid-air.

The violent energy spread out like a tsunami, dyeing the sky half golden and half black, interspersed with nine-colored rays of light, creating an extremely shocking scene.

In the end, the dragon and the spear vanished into thin air at the same time, effectively canceling each other out.

Just then, a faint "ding-a-ling~" sound quietly rang out, like a wind chime swaying in the wind, but this faint sound was quickly completely drowned out by the loud explosion, and no one noticed it.

Long Yeyue looked at Fors, forcing herself to suppress the surging blood and qi within her body, and put on an arrogant expression. Her tone was full of feigned ease and provocation: "Little girl, bring on all your tricks. Today, I will make you know what despair is."

However, upon closer inspection, one would notice that her hands, hanging at her sides, were trembling slightly—the force of taking the "Spear of the Sky" had disrupted her soul power, but she was unwilling to show her fatigue in front of Fors.

"This little beast is merely a Super Douluo, yet he can unleash a demigod-level attack by stacking elemental power..."

Long Yeyue roared inwardly, her killing intent growing stronger. "If she reaches the Limit Douluo level, won't Shrek Academy be powerless to resist? No, for Shrek Academy's sake, I must eliminate this little beast today!"

She was all too aware of the current situation—the Tang Sect, Shrek Academy, and Spirit Pagoda were already irreconcilable enemies, and the balance of power among the three was extremely fragile.

Gu Yuena's defeat of Tang Wulin had already damaged Shrek Academy's reputation, and now another terrifyingly powerful Fors has emerged.

If these two are allowed to continue growing, the Spirit Pagoda's strength will far surpass Shrek Academy. At that time, the "glory of Shrek Academy" that she has protected all her life will become a complete joke.

For Long Yeyue, the "Glory of Shrek Academy" is her faith, the meaning of her life. Anyone who threatens this glory must die!
Faced with Long Yeyue's provocation, Fors simply smiled faintly, without saying a word, but raised his finger and gently pointed at the top of Long Yeyue's head.

"what?"

Long Yeyue's heart tightened. She didn't look up rashly, but immediately released her mental energy to probe the sky. But the moment her mental energy touched its target, a strong sense of crisis suddenly struck her.

"Whoosh!"

A huge bell fell from the sky, its surface covered with strange patterns and emitting a faint spiritual fluctuation. Like a falling meteorite, it crashed down hard on Long Yeyue's head.

"not good."

Long Yeyue's scalp tingled instantly. Without thinking, she quickly gathered all her soul power into her hands and slammed them down on the bell in the sky. Her hands were enveloped in light and darkness elements, carrying immense soul power, as she tried to knock the bell away.

"Dingling bell~"

However, just as her palm was about to touch the bell, the bell suddenly emitted a clear, crisp sound.

The voice seemed to possess some kind of magic. The moment Long Yeyue heard it, her eyes suddenly became unfocused, her mind went blank for a moment, and her raised arm slowed down a few beats.

"Boom!"

A crisp clanging sound rang out as the enormous bell slammed heavily onto Long Yeyue's old face.

The force was far greater than the previous slap. Long Yeyue's wrinkled face was instantly deformed, and she was hit by a cannonball. Her body drew an arc in the air and crashed heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

"Dingling bell~"

The bell circled once in the air, emitting a crisp sound, and then, like a missile locked onto its prey, it chased after Long Yeyue, who had fallen to the ground.

"You bastard, who is it!"

Long Yeyue lay on the ground, feeling as if stars were flashing before her eyes and her head was buzzing, as if countless bees were flying around inside.

She struggled to raise her hand and touch her cheek. Her already swollen cheeks were now flattened, and blood kept flowing from the corner of her mouth, staining her face a bright red, making her look extremely disheveled.

"what!!!"

Another angry scream rang out. Long Yeyue struggled to her feet, her eyes filled with madness as she looked at the bell that was attacking her again. She gathered her soul power once more, raised her hand, and slammed it down on the bell, wanting to shatter this thing that kept provoking her.

But just then, the bell rang again: "Ding-a-ling~"

This time, a mermaid phantom suddenly appeared on the surface of the bell—the phantom had a human body and a fish tail, surrounded by faint ripples of water, and it danced along with the bell as it swayed.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the bells suddenly became overlapping: "Ding-a-ling~ Ding-a-ling~" Like a duet, it swept towards Long Yeyue with a stronger and more eerie magic.

The Bell of Fear, combined with a mermaid duet.

Under the eerie ringing of the bell, Long Yeyue's eyes became dazed again, and her body stiffened briefly. Seizing this opportunity, the enormous bell slammed into her face once more.

"Crack!"

A clear cracking sound rang out. This time, Long Yeyue's nose was smashed open, and blood gushed from her nostrils, staining her clothes red.

"What's going on? Did other Limit Douluos intervene in the Spirit Pagoda?"

Long Yeyue covered her nose, her heart filled with doubt and fear. She could sense that the bell contained powerful spiritual energy, which was definitely not something an ordinary soul master could possess, but she looked around and still couldn't find the person controlling the bell.

Before she could figure it out, the bell rang again, and Long Yeyue could only temporarily suppress her doubts and focus on dealing with the crisis at hand.

To her despair, whenever she tried to retaliate, the bell would ring, distracting her and making her attacks always a beat too slow.

Face, stomach, chest, back, hands, legs...

The enormous bell, like a nimble ball, hurtled towards various parts of Long Yeyue's body.

Each impact was accompanied by intense pain, and Long Yeyue's body was soon covered with wounds, with blood constantly seeping from them, making her look increasingly disheveled.

"Who, who is it? This bell is clearly a martial spirit, whose martial spirit is it?"

Long Yeyue was hit in the stomach by the bell, and immediately spat out a mouthful of bitter water, staggering back a few steps.

Her heart was filled with resentment and anger, but she could not find any trace of the enemy. This battle without an opponent made her feel more frustrated than ever before.

"Nanali's martial soul is indeed very useful, and Aquaria's soul skill is also quite good. Both of these martial souls have mental attributes, and they are surprisingly well-suited when combined."

In mid-air, Fors watched this scene with a smile. Nine blood-red soul rings surrounded her. With a slight movement of her mental power, she manipulated the bell to change its trajectory again and smash it towards Long Yeyue's chest.

Although Fors often uses elemental power, her martial soul is not elemental manipulation, but a book of records!

This martial soul has an extremely powerful characteristic: it can record the martial souls and soul skills of others, and even completely replicate the talent abilities of soul beasts, which Fors can use at will.

A 100,000-year spirit ring allows her to record five martial spirits or five spirit skills!

Currently, she possesses nine 100,000-year soul rings, and her maximum is forty-five soul skills!

The bell she just saw was Nanali's "Fear Bell" martial soul, which she had recorded, while the Mermaid Duet was Aquaria's martial soul and soul skill.

For Fors, elemental power was merely a means for her to "show off," since it was more dazzling and eye-catching.

But the "copying" ability granted to her by the Book of Records is her true trump card.

(End of this chapter)