Douluo Continent: Disciple Tang San, righteous yet evil

Chapter 33 Armored Martial Soul, 100,000-Year Soul Ring!

"How can it be?!"

Seeing his attack easily neutralized, Qin Ming was shocked. His opponent hadn't even released his martial spirit, yet he was able to block his attack and even absorb the flames on the wolf's claws.

Suppressing his shock, Qin Ming quickly changed his move, concentrating the flames on his right leg and sweeping it out like a whip.

However, Lin Mu was always one step ahead, easily blocking the attack with his left arm and then kicking him away with a front kick.

"How could you dispel Qin Ming's flames without even using your martial spirit?"

Bai Baoshan's pupils contracted slightly, a hint of confusion flashing in his eyes. Even as a defensive Soul Douluo, he could not be completely immune to Qin Ming's damage.

"Perhaps, the quality of his martial soul is far superior to that of the Fiery Wolf."

Meng Shenji's expression turned solemn; they had probably underestimated this young Soul Saint.

The battle continued, and Qin Ming became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. His opponent's strength was even greater than his own, even without using his martial spirit.

If we don't use our soul skills, we probably won't even be able to force out the opponent's martial soul.

"Third Soul Skill, Wrath of the Azure Wolf!"

Qin Ming let out a low shout, and his third soul ring shone with purple light.

The flames around him suddenly surged, their color becoming even deeper, and a violent and scorching aura rose up, continuously gathering even stronger fire power!
At this moment, Qin Ming held nothing back and launched a full-scale attack.

Before the wolf's claws even arrived, the scorching heat wave was already hitting us, and the fiery energy contained in the claw wind far exceeded that of before.

Lin Mu's eyes flickered slightly, and he finally felt a bit of pressure.

Just as the wolf claws wreathed in flames were about to strike his face, a set of sleek, imposing, crimson armor covering his entire body was instantly donned by Lin Mu!

Since the martial soul underwent transformation, the quality of the armor has improved significantly, and it also possesses a powerful deterrent effect, specifically targeting beast martial souls.

In an instant, an extremely powerful pressure suddenly erupted, and a scorching aura swept across the entire arena.

"Bang!!"

Another straight kick, without even releasing a soul skill, sent Qin Ming flying, crashing into the wall at the edge of the arena like a cannonball.

"What kind of martial spirit is this?"

The three education committee members and Xue Qinghe were stunned when they saw the majestic and domineering armor on Lin Mu's body. There was absolutely no martial spirit like this on the continent.

"Could this be a mutated martial soul?"

Xue Qinghe thought to himself, "The defensive power of this kind of armored martial soul is naturally beyond question, but I didn't expect its offensive power to be so terrifying as well."

The ability to devour flames was most likely derived from this martial soul.

At this moment, Qin Ming had already broken free from the wall, and his eyes looked at Lin Mu with a mixture of admiration and fear.

The previous move made him realize the difference in strength between them. This person's strength was probably close to the level of a Soul Douluo, and he was not even in the same league as him.

"Your talent is unparalleled; I admit I am no match for you."

At this point, Qin Ming changed his tone, his aura becoming even more sharp, and continued, "However, I still want to see your true strength."

As the second youngest Soul Emperor on the entire continent, how could Qin Ming not be arrogant? He just didn't bother to show it.

Now, facing Lord Lin Mu, who completely overwhelms him, the arrogance hidden deep in his heart has been ignited.

Even if he loses, he will force his opponent to use their soul skill.

Seeing that Qin Ming was still unwilling to admit defeat, a strange light flashed in Lin Mu's eyes. No wonder he could cultivate to the Soul Emperor level at such a young age.

Being born into poverty is not a disgrace.

Although he graduated from Shrek Academy, Qin Ming was a rare normal person; his only problem was that he was too loyal to Shrek Academy. "Very well, I'll grant your request."

Lin Mu no longer restrained his aura, and one after another, the spirit rings beneath his feet appeared.

Yellowish-purple.
The first three spirit rings were a standard combination, and considering Lin Mu's previous performance, the others were not surprised at all.

However, when the fourth spirit ring slowly rose, they were instantly dumbfounded.

It's surprisingly black!

"Ten thousand year soul ring?!"

Chief Dream God's pupils suddenly contracted, and he jumped up from his seat.

Bai Baoshan and Zhilin stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with disbelief. This scene completely defied the common sense of the Soul Master world.

"The fourth spirit ring of ten thousand years."

Xue Qinghe looked somewhat dazed, as if she felt ravaged by him. Even if she was the young master of the Spirit Hall, her fourth spirit ring was only a thousand years old.

Even in the records of the Spirit Hall, there has never been such an outrageous configuration of spirit rings!

However, this is just the beginning.

Before they could recover from the shock of the fourth spirit ring, the fifth and sixth spirit rings rose one after another, still deep black!
But the next second, they were completely dumbfounded, and a dazzling blood red appeared in their pupils.

The blood-red seventh spirit ring slowly spiraled up, carrying a majestic aura that made one's soul tremble, as if a phantom of a Qilin was faintly emerging.

"Red?"

"One hundred thousand years!!!"

The three education commissioners rubbed their eyes in disbelief, but the dazzling blood-red spirit ring did not disappear. Even though they were Soul Douluo powerhouses, they still felt a powerful sense of oppression.

The legendary 100,000-year soul ring, a treasure that countless titled Douluo could only dream of, actually appeared in the body of a young man who was only in his early twenties.

Moreover, it was only his seventh spirit ring!
Looking at Lin Mu's 100,000-year seventh soul ring, Xue Qinghe felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, and his breathing became noticeably rapid.

The fourth spirit ring of ten thousand years is already shocking, but who would have thought that this guy would also have a spirit ring of one hundred thousand years!

"Lin Mu, I will definitely make you mine."

Xue Qinghe stared intently at Lin Mu in the arena, his mind focused on only one thought: to take him down at all costs.

This thought has never been stronger!
It took the three education commissioners a long time to recover their senses, and the shock in their eyes had not yet disappeared.

On the field, Qin Ming stood opposite Lin Mu, feeling the terrifying pressure brought by the red soul ring up close. His previous fighting spirit and arrogance had long been replaced by boundless shock.

Lin Mu was surrounded by two yellow, one purple, three black, and one red soul rings. This astonishing configuration of soul rings was frightening just to look at.

"Teacher Qin, should we continue?"

Seeing that Qin Ming hadn't come to his senses for a long time, Lin Mu reminded him.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming took a deep breath, forcibly calmed himself, and his eyes once again burned with fighting spirit, though not as intense as before.

"Please advise."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Ming immediately activated his only ten-thousand-year soul ring, clearly intending to go all out.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Burning Sky Flame!"

Qin Ming's aura rapidly rose to its peak, and then he suddenly unleashed a pillar of fire, burning everything in its path to a crisp, as if it possessed the power to incinerate everything.

Instead of consuming the flames as before, Lin Mu activated his first spirit ring.

(End of this chapter)