Chapter 38: Teach Qianxunji a Lesson"Third soul skill, Lion Flame Wave!" The third soul ring under the Lion Douluo's feet lit up, and he opened his mouth wide. The raging flames gathered in his mouth and spurted out. The flames did not spurt out in the form of a fireball, but in the form of a beam of light, like a shock wave. Qianxunji dodged immediately, twisting in the air in an S shape, avoiding the third soul skill of the Lion Douluo. The Lion Douluo rushed forward fiercely and slapped down with another palm. The air was filled with sonic booms, but Qianxun Ji turned into a golden meteor and still dodged it. At the same time, he punched out again. The Lion Douluo's mountainous body had no place to hide. He was hit by the golden fist mark, and part of the soul power in his body was purified again. After a round of fighting, Qianxunji was uninjured, and the Lion Douluo was also uninjured, but the flames burning on the Fiery Lion were not as fierce as before. This was because a large part of the soul power in the Lion Douluo's body had been purified. If this continued, the Lion Douluo would definitely be exhausted to death by Qianxunji. This was when Qianxunji had not activated the Angel Realm, otherwise the purification would have been even faster. "Pope, you've gone too far. If you have the guts, don't hide. Fight me head on!" "Then Fourth Uncle, take this, first soul skill, Angel Assault." The golden soul power gathered on Qianxunji's fist to form a golden shield, and Qianxunji turned into a golden meteor and attacked the Lion Douluo. "First Soul Skill, Lion Explosion!" The blazing flames also gathered on the Flame Lion's fist, and the highly compressed flames made crackling sounds from time to time.
The two fists collided with a loud bang, golden light and flames scattered, and the temperature around them increased by dozens of degrees. In the flames, a golden light flew out and traveled hundreds of meters in the sky before stopping. This golden light was naturally Qianxunji. Qianxunji flipped in the sky for a while before stopping. The blood in his body surged and his throat felt a sweetness. "Hahaha, come again!" This round of collision finally made the Lion Douluo feel the taste of battle. In the previous round of collision, he only retreated a few meters, but quickly stabilized his body, stretched out his two sharp claws, and attacked Qianxun again. But Qianxun dodged the attack of Lion Douluo just like before and did not engage in a head-on confrontation with Lion Douluo. "Pope, why are you like this again? Come and fight me!" The Lion Douluo angrily lashed the ground with his tail. The soil on the surface surged and a clear groove was pulled out. Qianxun said quickly: "Fourth Uncle, you should have understood clearly from the last round of attacks that I am not as good as you in a head-on battle. If I continue to be like before, wouldn't I be choosing to fail?" The Lion Douluo was full of dissatisfaction, "You beat me like this, so what? I won't admit your victory unless you defeat me head-on!" "Fourth Uncle, you are wrong. The soul master world is divided into five types: strong attack, agile attack, control, auxiliary, and defense. These five types of soul masters have their own fighting methods. Hard fighting is the fighting method of the strong attack type. You can't have a two-level soul power advantage and ask me to fight you head-on." Lion Douluo was stunned and asked: "Isn't the Angel Martial Spirit an offensive Martial Spirit?" "Who said that?" Qianxunji was also stunned. "Great offering." "This old man knows nothing about angel spirits." After the words fell, Lion Douluo was stunned, Light Feather Douluo was also stunned. Qianxunji was also stunned, because he felt a pair of extremely sharp and angry eyes coming from the Worship Hall staring at him. The incredible pressure brought by this pair of gazes made Qianxunji, who had a cultivation level of 94, feel cold sweats running down his face. It goes without saying that the owner of these eyes is Qian Daoliu. Too much fun. Qian Xunji's heart was pounding. He knew that after the fight, Qian Daoliu would no longer care about the fact that he was an adult in his forties and would beat him up. Saying that Qian Daoliu doesn’t understand the Angel Spirit is like saying that Tang Chen doesn’t understand the Clear Sky Hammer. It would be strange if he was killed.
But Qianxunji knew that he had to continue speaking now, otherwise he would be beaten by Qian Daoliu. Qian Xunji put his hands behind his back, trying his best to remain calm and confident, "Fourth Uncle, if the Angel Martial Spirit is really a strong attack type, then are these wings on my back just for show?" "If my father really has the angel spirit that I know, with his level 94 cultivation, is he capable of defeating you without using the angel realm?" "It is precisely because he can't, that he is not as good as me in using the Angel Spirit, nor does he understand the Angel Spirit as well as I do. Fourth Uncle, this is a world of results. If this is a fight to the death, then the one who will die will definitely be you. You can't even catch up with me, so how can you outrun me?" “Even if it is recorded in the future that I, Qian Xunji, defeated you with a despicable fighting style, the result will only be passed down in books and among soul masters. Your family will decline because of this, and my family will become more glorious. People in the future will also use my fighting style one after another to earn more profits. In the end, my fighting style will no longer be a despicable fighting style, but a fighting style that the soul master world is accustomed to.” In terms of brains and wisdom, Qian Xunji is definitely a dimensionality reduction attack on these old guys and the world. No one can match his long-term vision, and he can even turn black into white. If Qianxunji and Qiandaoliu were to fight each other at the same level and with the same configuration, Qianxunji would definitely be the loser. Although both of them have six-winged angel spirits, Qianxunji's innate spirit power is not as good as Qiandaoliu's. This also means that Qianxunji's angel spirit is not as strong as Qiandaoliu's. But Qian Xunji's battle record is definitely better than Qian Daoliu's. Judging from the battle record, 99% of the soul masters in the world would think that Qian Xunji is stronger than Qian Daoliu. After hearing this, Lion Douluo and Light Feather Douluo fell into deep thought. Qian Daoliu also looked thoughtful. If he used Qianxunji's fighting style, could he defeat Tang Chen? The answer must be yes. He was invincible in the sky, and flying a kite would make him even more powerful than Tang Chen. "Okay, Fourth Uncle, the answer is obvious, you can't beat me, it's Third Uncle's turn now." After Qian Xunji finished speaking, he looked towards the Worship Hall. The third worshiper was Qingluan Douluo, whose martial soul was the Qingluan Divine Bird. This martial soul had no weaknesses just like the angel martial soul. If one wanted to defeat him, they could only use the Angel Domain and defeat him with hard power. "Pope, my third brother is in seclusion and trying to reach level 97. I will be your opponent." An old man came to the duel field quietly. Lion Douluo, Light Feather Douluo and Qianxunji did not notice when he came. He was wearing a platinum robe, and on the back of the clothes there was a ferocious crocodile with gold sleeves. This was naturally the second priest, Golden Crocodile Douluo. Qianxunji sat cross-legged to recover his soul power. Facing the second priest, he could not be careless at all. Golden Crocodile Douluo put his hands behind his back, looking at Qian Xunji quietly, his face full of confidence. As an old man, it was time for him to teach Qian Xunji a good lesson and not let him be too proud and complacent. The kite-flying style of play was good, but the gap in cultivation was enough to overcome these shortcomings. (End of this chapter)