The Confrontation Begins: Are You Playing House?
Han Li paused slightly, giving her a helpless look.
"Sister, have you forgotten that I'm only twelve, not twenty? Although my progress has been a bit slow these past few years, it's not like I'm weak, right?"
"Maybe I'll reach Titled Douluo before you."
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
Qian Renxue shook her head with great confidence. She had only absorbed one of her Soul Bones, and there were still five more to go.
Putting aside everything else, just those five 99,999-year Soul Bones, even though they weren't being absorbed for the first time, their energy was perfectly suited to her Martial Soul, which would increase her Soul Power by at least ten levels.
And that was based on the worst-case scenario. In reality, it would definitely be higher. It was simply unrealistic for Han Li to become a Titled Douluo before her.
"Believe it or not, I'm much stronger than you at the same age."
Han Li shook his head, looking at Qian Renxue, who was a little frustrated by his words. "You're in your seventies now?"
The Angel Soul Bone set effect was indeed good. Even with his Spiritual Power, it was difficult to determine her exact level. The results he got were just a blur.
And there was no need for him to use Good Son against his own people. Basic courtesy was still necessary.
"Seventy-fourth level."
Qian Renxue raised her head slightly, as if to tell Han Li that she hadn't completely neglected her cultivation.
"Oh, not bad. It seems you haven't completely wasted your time."
Han Li replied casually.
His appearance had brought some changes, at least Qian Renxue had become a Soul Sage eight years earlier.
Seeing that his reaction was very calm, and not only him, but the reactions of the people behind him were also flat, Qian Renxue felt a little depressed.
Han Li glanced at her and guessed what she was thinking.
"There's a reason why I said you should have come later and cultivated more. It's not just empty words."
"They, Du Gu Yan, eighteen years old, not yet nineteen, fifty-ninth level, Shui Bing'er, thirteen years old, fifty-third level, Xiu'er, fifteen years old, fifty-ninth level."
"Putting aside Bing'er, Sister Yan and Sister Xiu'er, you should be very clear about their situation. Their starting points were much lower, and you also know how long they've been cultivating."
Qian Renxue felt a burst of irritability. How did it feel like anyone could catch up to her? She was very clear that Han Li had deliberately ignored the role of the Immortal Herb in this, as well as the accelerated cultivation method derived from the Martial Soul Fusion Skill that her Grandfather had mentioned.
But she had also eaten an Immortal Herb. This was not an excuse, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of crisis in her heart.
No, it seemed that the matter Han Li had mentioned before had to be implemented as soon as possible. Even if she was suspected, she had to speed up her progress.
Even in the worst-case scenario, her cultivation time could be well guaranteed.
Hmm, I also need to take some time to go back to Spirit City to absorb Soul Bones. I'm not willing to be caught up by my peers.
Han Li is one thing, I can comfort myself, but if I'm caught up by the people around him, then it's really inexcusable.
Very good, the effect has been achieved. I'll spar with her later, and Qian Daoliu's task will be completed.
Han Li sized up Qian Renxue's reaction, silently giving himself a thumbs up in his heart.
"Let's go straight to the training ground. We can spar first, and then get to know each other later."
Qian Renxue suddenly stopped and turned her head to say to Han Li.
Is she annoyed? Is the little angel preparing to transform into the Piltover Enforcer? Punch first, then ask questions while punching? However, this was exactly what Han Li wanted, so he nodded without hesitation, gave up entering the main hall, and took a detour towards the training ground.
The people behind them exchanged glances and followed. The three Titled Douluo gathered together, discussing who would go to the periphery.
In the end, Ci Tun glanced at She Mao and Dugu Bo with a hint of unwillingness and swept towards the periphery.
There was no way, who told Dugu Bo to be following Holy Son Your Highness, and he lost to She Mao in rock-paper-scissors.
In the training ground, Qian Renxue and Han Li stood facing each other.
"There's no need to announce our names. Let's start directly. Do you need time to prepare? After all, the range is only so big, and you're a ranged attacker. I, Qian Renxue, won't take advantage of you."
Qian Renxue stood proudly, looking at Han Li very directly.
"Have you forgotten that my Martial Soul can also fight in close combat? If I really use ranged attacks, you might lose even faster."
With a flash of light, the Ice Fire Divine Dragon Blade was already in Han Li's hand.
Unlike before, this time was all about crushing and showing off, Han Li had almost maxed out all the special effects.
Black, purple, black, black, black – five extremely abnormal Soul Rings appeared above Han Li's head.
The two Dragon Blades, matching the dragon decorations on them, transformed into two dragon shadows, one milky white and one vermilion, coiling around Han Li, as if possessing sentience. They emitted a rich Dragon Might and a fierce aura, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws towards Qian Renxue.
"You think you can suppress me with your Martial Soul?"
A hint of arrogance flashed across Qian Renxue's face, and golden light instantly enveloped her entire body. A golden six-winged angel appeared behind her.
Two pairs of pure white wings surged out from her back and unfolded, her body slowly floating up as if freed from gravity, hovering one foot above the ground.
Two yellow, two purple, and three black – a full seven Soul Rings also appeared above her head. Although they didn't look as intimidating as Han Li's Soul Rings, they were quite spectacular when combined with the momentum of her Martial Soul unfolding and her golden eyes devoid of emotion.
For a time, the entire training ground was covered in brilliant gold and light red, the two colors clashing against each other, seemingly unwilling to lose out in terms of aura.
Qian Renxue, with her aura fully unleashed, quickly discovered that under her full power, Han Li on the opposite side didn't seem to feel any Pressure from a superior Martial Soul. On the contrary, he seemed even more active.
A hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she knew that now was not the time to ask.
The black fifth Soul Ring flashed, and a long sword condensed in her hand, the soaring flaming sword surrounded by a layer of sacred energy.
She glanced at Han Li: "Since you don't choose to attack first, then I'll take the initiative."
"Angel Wings."
As her voice fell, the sword in her right hand was also raised high, as if responding to something.
In an instant, fifteen small golden light swords condensed around her, and under her swing, they converged into a large golden light sword and slashed towards Han Li.
And this was only her first action. The moment the light sword was slashed out, her sixth Soul Ring flashed again.
"Angel Roar."
The angel phantom behind her lit up slightly, suddenly raised its head and opened its eyes, and a golden ripple approached Han Li faster than the light sword.
"Not bad attack coordination, but unfortunately, it's useless against me."
A smile appeared on Han Li's face. He completely ignored Qian Renxue's Spiritual Power attack, and instead spread his wings and rushed towards her golden giant sword.
"You're not even using Angel Domain, are you playing house?"
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