Battle Through the Heavens: Transmigrating into Douluo Continent, Forging an Emperor with Gods!

Chapter 87 Defeat Scene (1/5)

"You've once again tarnished my perception of you."

Xiao Wu glanced at the unconscious figure with a blush on her face. There was no elegance or nobility to speak of, and she was still wearing her battle dress.

gold----

She hesitated before using this move on others, but she used it so skillfully and immediately fainted, which shows how much force she used.

Xiao Yan pushed her, and Qian Renxue's body went limp.

He lay sprawled on the ground, completely unconscious.

"She is a Soul Saint after all. If we don't use our full strength, what if she's still awake? Look, she wasn't injured at all, which proves I was right."

Xiao Yan stood up, his expression calm, his tone matter-of-fact.

"You—me—so what should we do next?"

Xiao Wu paused for a moment, then couldn't help but ask.

The other party had clearly tried to kill them; if they were enemies, they wouldn't be allowed to leave so easily.

"Is that even a question? Of course, I choose option two, just like you."

Xiao Yan glanced at it!

"I'm not second!" Xiao Wu retorted instinctively.

But under Xiao Yan's speechless yet unwilling-to-explain gaze, she immediately saw the other party reach out and directly reach towards her skin, which, even though it was covered in dust, still retained its fair and radiant glow!

"You can't do that!"

Xiao Wu's heart tightened for no reason, and she spoke up anxiously.

"—What business is it of yours how I do it?"

Xiao Yan's hands did not stop. Qian Renxue, who was unconscious, frowned slightly, a trace of pain flashed across her face, and a very soft groan escaped from her throat.

"Hmm~"

"What—what is this?! Stretch—stretch it out!!"

The moment Qian Renxue suddenly opened her eyes, the first thing she felt was a stinging pain below her.

She couldn't help but look down, her pupils suddenly contracting. A blood vine covered with strange dark red patterns was tightly wrapped around her waist, and the slight stinging sensation of it digging into her skin was clearly felt.

Almost instinctively, she tried to tear at the blood-red vines with her hands, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.

It even exacerbated the pain, causing his face to turn several shades paler.

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"Me—this—?!"

Her gaze could only follow the vines to the campfire in the dead of night, where the 100,000-year-old soul beast stood.

"You beast!"

Her heart tightened suddenly, and she subconsciously activated her soul power, only to be horrified to find that all the soul power in her body had been absorbed by the strange vines, let alone use it!

Even summoning a martial soul is impossible.

"No, I—this is—?"

Qian Renxue murmured absentmindedly, fragmented memories flooding her mind: the majestic form of an angel, the blazing, holy sword light, then her vision reversed, and all that remained was her memory—

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through the back of my head!

Reality is gradually becoming clear!

She lost?

Defeated by a Soul Master?!

Defeated by someone who isn't even human!

A mixture of shock, humiliation, and absurdity surged into Qian Renxue's heart. In the end, she had not only been defeated, but also captured, her body—her body too—

"Oh, you're awake?"

Xiao Yan glanced sideways and saw her movements. "Don't bother. You can't even tear my vines off right now."

Soul power is different from battle qi. Soul power has a much smaller effect on physical training. Even if you are a Soul Saint, in terms of physical fitness alone, you are probably not as good as a Battle Master, or even a Battle Warrior.

In terms of enhancement, it is comparable.

The prerequisite is that there is a requirement for soul power.

With the combination of the withered palm technique in the Withered Palm and the mutated Blue Silver Grass of the first soul skill, it was impossible to recover even a trace of soul power!

The only drawback is that you have to hold it yourself before the seeds are planted.

Xiao Yan shook the blood-red vine in his hand.

As he moved, a tremor emanated from the vines, causing the stunned and humiliated Qian Renxue to shudder slightly.

Their eyes met. One sat by the campfire, while the other lay prostrate on the ground in a disheveled state. The shame and humiliation brought about by the stark contrast in their status erupted fiercely in Qian Renxue's heart once again.

"you----!"

She gritted her teeth, her eyes burning with anger, and struggled to stand up, trying to salvage her dignity and the holiness of an angel.

But his legs gave way and he collapsed back down, powerless. The effects of having his soul power completely drained were far beyond his imagination, leaving him physically and mentally weak like never before!

At this moment, she is probably not even as good as an ordinary person.

"How could this be? How could this be—"

How could such an evil soul skill exist in this world?!

Unwilling! Ashamed and indignant! Yet there was nothing they could do!

"Oh," Xiao Yan's voice rang out with a hint of mockery, "Such a sudden and grand gesture? You're quite savvy, aren't you?"

He could tell, of course, that the other party was not acting voluntarily, but the anger and resentment in their eyes meant nothing to him. The reason he kept them was simple: he wanted the Angelic Martial Soul!

Amen never said he couldn't replicate a person's martial soul, nor did he ever say that, so giving it a try wouldn't be a loss.

A martial soul even stronger than the Blue Silver Emperor must have some mechanisms he doesn't know about.

"Alright, let's begin now that you're awake. The rules are simple."

"I ask, you answer. It's better for everyone if we cooperate. You don't want to know my methods! I don't really like that, but I don't mind it either."

"Wishful thinking! I will never give in!" *2!

A male and a female voice suddenly rang out at the same time.

Qian Renxue was taken aback when she heard the other person say the same thing as her. Her eyes then turned even colder.

Xiao Yan shook his head helplessly.

He was all too familiar with this kind of unyielding, aloof princess trope; he may not have seen pork, but he had heard of pigs running.

They are so familiar with the steps to persuade the other party that they can do it almost effortlessly.

After all, all the necessary conditions have been met.

He had nothing missing, he just slightly raised his other hand!

From the shadows behind, a mutated blue-silver vine, its color even deeper, almost purplish-black, snaked its way out.

The second soul skill!

"you----!"

Qian Renxue's expression changed slightly as she heard the next words.

"Mutual restraint is quite normal, isn't it?"

Xiao Yan's expression remained unusually calm as he stared into those golden eyes that trembled slightly without his notice, his tone completely flat: "I ask, you answer—understand?"

"You—don't even think about it!"

Qian Renxue gritted her teeth and forced out these three words in an attempt to maintain her dignity. However, a disdainful snort followed, and vines grew larger and larger in her pupils.

The campfire crackled and popped!

It was exceptionally clear in the silent wilderness night.

"Qianrenxue?"

Xiao Yan was also slightly surprised. Apart from accidentally revealing a flaw and answering a question when the other party was initially distracted, he managed to endure everything afterward.

His gaze shifted to that figure, whose weak yet defiant and angry eyes were filled with heavy, rising and falling breaths.

But he wasn't in a hurry.

How could such a thing be completely resolved overnight?

"rabbit!"

Xiao Yan called out, and a faint pink light flashed.

Xiao Wu's figure appeared. She subconsciously covered her face with her fingers, but couldn't help peeking through her fingers at the familiar scene. Her body trembled slightly, and her pretty face blushed even more.

She merely pursed her lips—

"What? In the middle of the night—"

Xiao Yan glanced at it briefly and said, "Let's get going."

It was just a minor incident and didn't affect his main schedule.