Chapter 241 Wu Xuan vs. Han Ruoruo.
"Two junior sisters, go to the changing room over there to change into your school uniforms," Han Ruoruo said.
The two girls nodded and entered the changing room outside the Soul Arena. Why is there a changing room next to the Soul Arena? Naturally, it's for students to change clothes.
Students going to the Soul Arena generally don't wear their inner school uniforms. Why? Because they're afraid their soul skills will damage the uniforms. After all, only two sets of inner school uniforms are given out for free; if they're torn, students have to buy new ones with their credits.
"Brother Xuan, the beauty you brought back is so strong! How did you two meet?" Qian Guming leaned forward, rubbing his hands together.
"Ye Guyi! I met her while chasing evil soul masters. Besides being decent-looking, her strength is just so-so. I could easily beat more than a dozen of hers with one hand," Wu Xuan said nonchalantly.
"You're just bragging! You're both Soul Emperors, how could you beat more than a dozen of hers?" Qian Guming couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"You might be scared to death if I told you, but I almost single-handedly killed a Title Douluo, a Title Douluo of evil spirits. Although that Title Douluo didn't have a soul core, he was just a floor tile among Title Douluos, but I still beat him to the point of near death." Wu Xuan said arrogantly, his head held high. "I don't believe it!" Qian Guming retorted stubbornly. He now struggled to even take on a Soul Emperor, so the idea that Wu Xuan, his peer, could kill a Title Douluo seemed unbelievable to him.
"Fine, don't believe me then. If I hadn't handed that old man's head over to the Sea God Pavilion, I would have really shown it to you." Wu Xuan sneered.
Qian Guming was about to continue arguing when Han Ruoruo stopped him.
"Junior Brother Wu, you and Xiao Tao entered the Inner Academy directly through apprenticeship. You haven't participated in the Inner Academy assessment, so how about I give you an extra test today to see your strength?" Han Ruoruo smiled at Wu Xuan.
Actually, she had heard from her senior sister Zhang Lexuan last night that Mu Lao's youngest disciple, Wu Xuan, had jumped directly from a purple-level inspector to a red-level inspector. Her first reaction was that it was impossible, but if he had really killed a titled Douluo of evil soul masters, then it wouldn't be surprising that he had advanced to a red-level inspector.
"Alright, then please enlighten me, Senior Sister Han." Wu Xuan smiled. He had long wanted to experience the inner courtyard's top controller.
Just as the two were about to take their positions, "creak—" the door reopened one after the other, and two red figures walked out.
Looking at Ye Guyi, a hint of amazement flashed in Wu Xuan's eyes.
Qian Guming's eyes widened as he looked at Ye Guyi. Sensing the killing intent coming from the other side, Qian Guming broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly stepped forward to take Nanmen Yun'er's hand, saying affectionately, "Yun'er, you look so good in this outfit. You really have a beautiful figure, so you look good in anything."
"Hmph!" Nanmen Yun'er pinched Qian Guming in annoyance.
"What are those two planning to do?" Ye Guyi asked, pointing to the two who had stopped.
"You two came out at the perfect time. Wu Xuan was bragging that he almost single-handedly killed a Title Douluo, and then Senior Sister Han seemed to believe him and decided to test his strength." Qian Guming said with a look of amusement.
"Single-handedly killed a Title Douluo? Is Brother Xuan that powerful now?" Nanmen Yun'er looked at Wu Xuan on the Soul Arena with admiration.
"Yun'er, you actually believed that!" Qian Guming said speechlessly.
"It's true. To be precise, he killed him single-handedly. At least when I made my move, the Title Douluo's soul had already begun to shatter, leaving him with only a dying counterattack. Although I was the one who ultimately killed him, I wasn't even really assisting." Ye Guyi smiled as she looked at Qian Guming.
"What? How is this possible? Isn't Brother Xuan more than just a Soul Emperor?" Qian Guming stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
"You'll find out soon enough." Ye Guyi said, looking towards the Soul Arena.
Instantly, both sides' Soul Rings rose up almost simultaneously, dazzling light illuminating the arena, and the intense Soul Power fluctuations even slightly distorted the air above the entire Inner Court Martial Arts Arena.
Wu Xuan lightly raised one hand, and the next moment, six Soul Rings—one yellow, two purple, two black, and one red—floated up. "Level 66, a powerful attack and control-type Soul Emperor, with Wind Element control in his Martial Soul. Please give me your guidance, Senior!"
"Wow! A 100,000-year Soul Ring! Brother Xuan, you're so cool!" Nanmen Yun'er couldn't help but cheer.
Qian Guming, standing to the side, had long since shut himself off. He had thought he could still see Wu Xuan's back, but he couldn't even see his back.
Ye Guyi, standing to the side, secretly despised Wu Xuan; seducing even a girl with a boyfriend was truly despicable.
Han Ruoruo was momentarily taken aback, but then smiled, and eight spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, and four black—floated up: "Level 81, Control-type Soul Douluo, Martial Soul: Golden Rope. Junior, you've got quite the presence!"
Six rings against eight, logically Han Ruoruo should have the advantage in presence, but Wu Xuan's presence steadily gained the upper hand, almost turning the tide.
Even so, Han Ruoruo remained calm and composed, simply standing there, giving off a sense of stability.
"Second Spirit Skill, Light Breeze!" The second spirit ring, disguised as a purple ring, had barely flashed when Wu Xuan's figure, which had been standing still, transformed into a twisting ripple.
This was an afterimage created by the distortion of speed.
Han Ruoruo's eyes flashed, her gaze accurately landing on the charging Wu Xuan.
Wu Xuan felt a mental force precisely lock onto him.
Yes, it was a lock. This wasn't a spirit skill lock, but a mental lock. Mind Lock is a skill achievable only by Soul Saint level or higher, and by control-type Soul Masters with sufficiently strong mental power.
Under the effect of Mind Lock, one can not only accurately judge the opponent's actions but also exert immense mental pressure, creating a suppressive effect. This effect is particularly pronounced when there is a difference in cultivation level. It reduces the opponent's effectiveness while boosting one's own to 120%.
Han Ruoruo's first Soul Ring shone brightly, and a golden light shot from her fingertip. This golden light, like an infinitely extending golden thread, resembled a golden serpent heading towards Wu Xuan.
Wu Xuan leaned to the side, and wind blades condensed around him. With a flick of his finger, the wind blades roared out, covering Han Ruoruo. He was joking; with his speed, it was impossible for Han Ruoruo to bind him. He wasn't going to attack Han Ruoruo's Soul Skill.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Golden Dance!"
A golden rope shot out, instantly creating a golden whirlwind around Han Ruoruo. Nearly a hundred wind blades that shot towards them were all shattered and dissipated into nothingness by this golden whirlwind.
This golden whirlwind was merely an illusory reflection created by the high-speed rotation of the Golden Rope, and had absolutely nothing to do with wind in the conventional sense. This was also Han Ruoruo's only defensive soul skill.
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