Douluo Continent: The Evil Tiger Subdues the Eight Desolations, and Marries Zhu Zhuqing

Bibi Dong extended her slender finger and pointed at the silver-armored man in the arena.

"Feng Ling, a level 61 offensive type Battle Soul Emperor, Martial Soul: Rending Wind Eagle."

The spirit ring configuration is two yellow, two purple, and two black.

Level 61, Soul Emperor!

Lin Ye was somewhat shocked upon hearing this introduction, but instead of feeling any fear, a strong fighting spirit surged within him!

He had long wanted to know just how big the gap was between his current strength and that of a true Soul Emperor!

"Teacher, I want to challenge him."

Lin Ye's voice was full of confidence.

Bibi Dong smiled slightly as she looked at his eager expression.

She loved Lin Ye's fearless and reckless spirit.

"very good."

Bibi Dong turned her gaze to Feng Ling in the arena, and her voice instantly became authoritative.

"Feng Ling, unleash your full power, don't hold back."

"Yes, sir!"

Feng Ling responded in a deep voice, then slowly stood up, his gaze towards Lin Ye filled with scrutiny.

Is he the Pope's newly accepted disciple? He looks like he's just a Soul Master in his forties.

Although he had heard some of his deeds, Feng Ling was still somewhat skeptical.

He had seen many geniuses, but there was still a huge gap between geniuses and true powerhouses.

Today, let him test just how much this so-called peerless prodigy really is!

Lin Ye walked down from the high platform and headed step by step toward the center of the Soul Arena.

With each step he took, his aura grew stronger.

When he stood ten meters in front of Feng Ling, an evil and domineering aura suddenly erupted from his body!

Feng Ling sensed this aura, his eyes narrowed instantly, and he abandoned all his contempt.

What an overbearing martial spirit aura!

This kid's martial spirit is absolutely extraordinary!

"Kid, are you ready?"

Feng Ling said in a low voice.

"We can start anytime," Lin Ye said calmly.

Standing on the sidelines, Bibi Dong saw that the two were already at each other's throats and slowly spoke.

"The match begins!"

The moment the words fell!

A powerful surge of soul power suddenly erupted from Feng Ling's body!

"Windbreaker Eagle, possess me!"

A sharp shout!

His body changed instantly, with a pair of huge blue wings extending from his back, his hands turning into sharp eagle claws, and his eyes becoming incredibly sharp!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black!

Six spirit rings suddenly rose from beneath his feet and hovered around his body!

The terrifying pressure of a Soul Emperor level instantly and relentlessly pressed down on Lin Ye!

Ordinary Soul Masters would probably be unable to stand firm in the face of this oppressive aura.

However, Lin Ye remained standing still as if nothing had happened, without even a change in expression on his face.

"Hey, that's interesting."

A hint of surprise flashed in Feng Ling's eyes upon seeing this, followed by a cold laugh.

"First Soul Skill, Eagle Soars Through the Sky!"

With a sudden flap of his azure wings, he transformed into a streak of azure light and soared into the sky!

It circled in mid-air for a moment, then swooped down at an extremely tricky angle towards Lin Ye!

The sharp eagle claws slashed through the air, creating a series of ear-piercing sonic booms, their target aimed directly at Lin Ye's head!

What a great speed!

Lin Ye's eyes sharpened, but he did not flinch.

"Great! Perfect opportunity to test my current physical capabilities."

He let out a low shout, and black and purple lightning and evil energy instantly condensed on his right fist!

Faced with the Soul Emperor's full-force attack, he actually decided to meet it head-on!

"court death!"

Seeing that Lin Ye didn't dodge or evade, but instead tried to use his fist to block his eagle claws, a look of disdain flashed in Feng Ling's eyes.

His Raging Wind Eagle Martial Soul is most powerful in terms of penetrating and cutting power. Combined with his Soul Emperor-level Soul Power, even defensive Soul Masters of the same level would not dare to easily take it head-on!

A mere Soul Master is simply trying to stop a chariot with his bare hands!

However, the disdain on his face froze the next second.

clang!!!

A deafening clang of metal clashing resounded throughout the entire Soul Arena!

Lin Ye's fist collided squarely with Feng Ling's sharp eagle claws!

The bloody scene of Lin Ye's arm being torn apart, which was expected, did not occur.

An unimaginable, terrifying power suddenly erupted from the point where fists and claws met!

Feng Ling felt as if his claws had struck a piece of black iron, and a violent force surged wildly into his body through his arm!

"What?!"

He let out a cry of surprise, his swooping body suddenly stopped, and he was actually knocked back by the punch!

Feng Ling flapped his wings awkwardly in the air, retreating more than ten meters before barely managing to regain his balance.

He looked down at his right paw, which was slightly numb and even trembling, his face filled with disbelief.

How is that possible?!

How could a Soul Master of level 40+, relying solely on physical strength, manage to defeat a Soul Emperor of level 61 head-on?

Is this kid made of iron?!

Standing on the sidelines, Bibi Dong saw this scene, and a hint of approval flashed in her deep purple eyes.

Very good. It seems that he has not become complacent after absorbing the soul bone and soul ring in the past two months.

His foundation remains incredibly solid.

"Again!"

Despite being thwarted in his first attack, Feng Ling was not discouraged; instead, his ferocity was completely aroused.

He let out a sharp eagle cry!

"Second Soul Skill, Wind Blade!"

With a sudden flap of his wings, dozens of azure wind blades formed from soul power appeared out of thin air!

Each of these wind blades was more than half a meter long, with their edges gleaming with a chilling light, sweeping towards Lin Ye in an overwhelming manner!