Chapter 76: Battling Qin Ming
The emerald-green poison mist surged and spread like a living thing!
Wherever it went, the air was filled with a strange, fishy sweetness.
Even the Soul Power barrier in front of Qin Ming was corroded, emitting a "sizzling" sound.
The toxin has become stronger!
A hint of surprise flashed in Qin Ming's eyes; it seemed that after her Martial Soul evolved, Yanzi's poison had also become more formidable.
As his second yellow Soul Ring lit up, a mass of fierce flames erupted like a volcanic explosion, instantly incinerating the surrounding emerald poison mist.
Within just three or four breaths, the poison mist was completely cleared away.
Dugu Yan's face turned slightly pale, and she took half a step back.
The power of her third Soul skills was indeed very strong, and it was instantaneous.
But it consumed a lot of Soul Power; even if her Soul Power was at its Peak, she couldn't use it many times.
Qin Ming withdrew his Soul Power barrier and praised, "Yanzi, not bad. Your third Soul skills should still have potential for development; you can try to strengthen your Soul Power control exercises."
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Dugu Yan puffed out her cheeks, not quite satisfied with her performance, but she still nodded, "I understand, Teacher Qin!"
She then retreated, vacating the field.
"Then, only you are left... Lin Yang."
Qin Ming fixed his gaze on Lin Yang, who was also the one he looked forward to the most among the four.
He wanted to see if Lin Yang, this Genius who could be fought over by the three members of the Faculty Committee, could bring him some surprises.
Lin Yang stepped forward, and as he walked, "Scarlet Edge" had already appeared in his hand.
Clang—!
A crisp metallic ring echoed across the training ground.
The moment the long blade was unsheathed, everyone present felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts.
Even though the blade wasn't pointed at them, they had the illusion of a blade pressed against their necks.
"What a sharp blade!"
Qin Ming's expression slowly became solemn.
He had cast aside all underestimation and contempt; his instincts, honed over years, told him that both the person and the blade had to be taken seriously.
"Martial Soul Possession!"
Qin Ming gave a low growl.
Accompanied by a faint wolf's howl, a mass of yellow flames suddenly ignited from his body, and the muscles beneath his clothes swelled abruptly, stretching his originally loose garments tight.
Both his eyes turned bright yellow, like two small suns burning fiercely.
Five Soul Rings surrounded him, rhythmically pulsing.
Dugu Yan instinctively covered her mouth, her face full of shock: "Teacher Qin actually used his Martial Soul."
Previously, when Qin Ming trained with them, he only ever fought with Soul Power, using his first or second Soul skills at most, but he had never used his Martial Soul.
But now, before the battle had even begun, he had already manifested his Martial Soul.
This was no longer a teacher's guidance for a student, but a true battle between Soul Masters.
Thinking of this, Dugu Yan turned and whispered something into Ye Lingling's ear.
Ye Lingling's eyes flickered as she gave a slight nod.
Beside them, Yu Tianheng couldn't help but clench his fists, his expression frighteningly grim.
Was the gap between him and Lin Yang... really this large?
At this moment, on the roof of the Faculty Committee building, the gazes of the three committee members—Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhi Lin—also fell upon this training ground.
Zhi Lin stroked his snow-white beard and said softly, "A student who can make little Qin take things so seriously is truly a first."
Meng Shenji nodded: "Watch and see what kind of surprises this kid can bring us."
After the Martial Soul Possession, Qin Ming's voice had a touch of coarseness to it, "Come!"
"Teacher Qin, be careful."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Yang kicked off the ground, and his entire being shot forward like a cannonball.
The Nichirin Blade in his hand slashed from top to bottom, carving out a cold arc of light.
This single slash caused Qin Ming's pupils to shrink.
Danger, I can't take this head-on!
This thought flashed through his mind, and his body reacted ahead of time, moving three feet horizontally.
Swish!
The blade edge brushed past his clothes and slashed through empty air, yet it produced a sharp whistle that tore through the atmosphere.
A faint golden blade light shot out from the blade's edge, leaving a three-foot-long gash in the hard basalt ground.
The cut surface was as smooth as a mirror!
Qin Ming glanced at it, his mouth twitching.
Recalling quickly in his mind, he didn't seem to have any grudges or enmity with Lin Yang.
If he had been a bit slower to dodge...
"Teacher Qin, you're distracted!"
Lin Yang's voice pulled Qin Ming back.
Qin Ming's heart tightened, and the third Soul Ring beside him suddenly lit up.
Accompanied by the vibration of Soul Power, a giant Flaming Wolf Claw condensed out of thin air and descended from the sky.
The wolf claw was as large as three millstones, burning entirely with bright yellow flames, even causing the surrounding air to warp from the heat.
The oncoming heatwave could be felt from a distance, carrying a scorching temperature.
Lin Yang neither dodged nor avoided; a soft hiss escaped his lips as he swung the Nichirin Blade diagonally upward.
Sun Breathing, Tenth Form: Beneficent Radiance!
Boom!
The black Nichirin Blade whipped up a massive fire tornado, like a soaring Dragon, rising into the sky!
"A Self-created Soul Skill!"
A flash of shock crossed Qin Ming's face.
Boom!
The fire tornado and the wolf claw collided fiercely.
After a moment of silence came a deafening explosion.
Fierce waves of fire splashed in all directions, like ripples spreading from the inside out, sweeping across most of the training ground.
Yu Tianheng and the others couldn't help but retreat a few steps to avoid the oncoming scorching fire waves.
Ye Lingling raised her hand to shield her face, her veil lifted by a corner of the heatwave, revealing the appearance beneath.
Cold and aloof, she was like a secluded orchid standing in the noisy world.
Yu Tianheng's face flickered in the firelight, his eyes complex, making it impossible to tell if it was shock, jealousy, or something else.
Meanwhile, Dugu Yan stared fixedly at Lin Yang, her thoughts churning like undercurrents in the ocean.
So this was Lin Yang's true strength, forcing Teacher Qin to take things seriously with his Three-Ring power.
She thought she knew Lin Yang, but now it seemed that was just the tip of the iceberg.
A man like this is truly hard not to be fascinated by.
On the training ground, the battle between Qin Ming and Lin Yang grew increasingly intense.
The two traded blows, their various Martial Soul Abilities leaving spectators dazzled.
Qin Ming's flaming claw shadows flew everywhere, each strike carrying enough force to shatter stone.
The Nichirin Blade in Lin Yang's hand turned into streaks of fire.
Parrying, slashing, and especially those dizzying Self-created Martial Soul Abilities were enough to be called "art on the tip of a blade"!
Boom!
Accompanied by a violent explosion, Lin Yang used the impact to flip backward through the air, eventually landing steadily on the ground.
Just as Qin Ming was about to attack again, Lin Yang raised his hand to stop him, "Teacher Qin, I concede. I've consumed too much Soul Power."
Qin Ming was stunned for a moment; having had his competitive Martial Soul aroused, he instantly regained his clarity.
This wasn't a Spirit Battle.
This was supposed to be a teacher's guidance for a student.
Qin Ming took a deep look at Lin Yang, then withdrew his Martial Soul and said solemnly, "Your strength is very high; I can't offer you much help here."
He spoke very bluntly, without any concealment.
"If you need, you can try the Mimicry Cultivation Ground at Sector A, No. 21. You should like it there."
Lin Yang nodded slightly: "Thank you, Teacher Qin."
Looking at the young boy before him, the shock in Qin Ming's heart was beyond words.
As Lin Yang's opponent, only he could profoundly understand that the one he was fighting... was not human at all, but a monster in human skin.
A powerful body with strength and speed not inferior to his own.
An extremely sharp Martial Soul combined with those Self-created Martial Soul Abilities meant any fancy tricks would only end up being crushed.
Even he would be injured by that blade if he were slightly careless.
The most terrifying thing was that from start to finish, the Soul Rings around Lin Yang had never lit up, not even once.
In other words, this kid hadn't used his full strength until now.
The so-called exhaustion of Soul Power was nothing more than a pretext and an excuse.
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