"Even in ten thousand years, no one with talent surpassing mine will ever appear."
Huo Yuhao's voice resonated like a booming bell, echoing in everyone's ears.
All eyes involuntarily turned to the confident, radiant young man in
the center of the arena.
If anyone else had uttered such arrogant words, they would likely have been drowned in a sea of criticism, but this was Huo Yuhao.
He had already demonstrated his talent to everyone through his proven track record.
"Perhaps, it's really as Huo Yuhao says; even in ten thousand years, no genius like him will appear."
This thought involuntarily surfaced in many people's minds.
Gu Yuena blinked involuntarily. Although Huo Yuhao's words were true, for some reason, Gu Yuena felt a strange, inexplicable feeling.
As for Hu Liena, she cupped her face in her hands, exclaiming with a lovesick expression, "Wow, Yuhao is so handsome! No wonder he's the boy I like!"
Hu Liena's eyes were filled with admiration and infatuation. She was a very outgoing girl, and her admiration for Huo Yuhao was obvious, even in front of everyone.
Qian Daoliu, standing to the side, took in everyone's reactions, his lips twitching slightly.
He knew that even he felt Huo Yuhao's words were too arrogant, let alone Xue'er's.
After all, in terms of talent alone, Xue'er's innate level 20 soul power was the strongest on the entire continent.
Sure enough, after hearing Huo Yuhao's confident words, Qian Renxue was so angry that she laughed.
"I thought you really had some amazing skills, but I didn't expect you to be such an arrogant and conceited madman."
Qian Renxue's voice was laced with sarcasm, her bright eyes fixed on Huo Yuhao, as if trying to see through his heart.
However, Huo Yuhao's gaze remained calm and unwavering, showing no change whatsoever due to Qian Renxue's words.
"Even in ten thousand years, it's impossible for anyone to surpass your talent.
Are you joking?
I can tell you definitively right now, the person with greater talent than you stands right before you—that is me, Qian Renxue."
Qian Renxue's words were filled with confidence.
Seeing Qian Renxue gradually drawing him into her rhythm, a relaxed expression appeared on Huo Yuhao's face.
He took a deep breath, secretly relieved that he had finally calmed the little angel before him.
Huo Yuhao knew that as long as he continued to smoothly propose a duel, the matter would likely be over after the fight.
So, Huo Yuhao said to Qian Renxue in a calm tone, "In that case, let's have a fair duel. Whatever the outcome, I hope we can become friends."
Huo Yuhao smiled and slowly extended his right hand to Qian Renxue.
"Hmph, wait until you earn my approval.
After all, the weak don't deserve my friends," Qian Renxue scoffed contemptuously, but her gaze was involuntarily drawn to Huo Yuhao's outstretched hand.
Despite some dissatisfaction with Huo Yuhao, Qian Renxue couldn't resist the inexplicable attraction.
She reached out as if possessed and gently grasped Huo Yuhao's hand.
At that moment, she felt a strange warmth and power emanating from Huo Yuhao's palm.
"Although Huo Yuhao is quite annoying, he's actually quite handsome, and his palms are warm too,"
Qian Renxue thought to herself, her heart racing involuntarily.
And this little guy's eyes are so beautiful, his eyelashes are so pretty!
For some reason, after holding Huo Yuhao's little hand, Qian Renxue's thoughts began to wander.
She really wanted to poke his eyelashes; gently brushing them while he slept would be so much fun.
"Ahem, um, Qian Renxue, you can let go of my hand now.
You've already exceeded one minute," Huo Yuhao reminded her somewhat awkwardly.
Watching the interaction between the two, Qian Daoliu, standing to the side, was already shedding tears of relief.
He knew that as long as he could find a way to get the two to meet, with Huo Yuhao's succubus attributes, everything else would fall into place naturally.
Although the process had been a little tortuous, the overall effect was quite good.
Hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Qian Renxue's cheeks flushed slightly.
She angrily shook off his hand. "Enough nonsense.
Grandpa said you're only level eighteen right now, but you do have twin martial souls.
So, I'll use my level twenty soul power and the first two soul skills. You don't have any objections, do you?"
Qian Renxue didn't intend to use her soul power level to pressure Huo Yuhao.
She knew that wouldn't be fair and would go against her inherent pride.
In her eyes, Huo Yuhao was just a callow youth; compared to her rich combat experience and divine-level martial soul, Huo Yuhao had no chance of winning.
After all, Huo Yuhao was only six years old; how much combat experience could he possibly have? Qian Renxue was almost certain she had a 99% chance of winning this duel.
Huo Yuhao stood opposite her and calmly said, "Huo Yuhao, Martial Soul:
Spirit Eye, Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, Level 18 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master, please enlighten me."
After saying this, a purple soul ring slowly emerged from beneath Huo Yuhao's feet, emitting a faint glow.
Qian Renxue had already heard about Huo Yuhao possessing a thousand-year soul ring from her grandfather, so she didn't show much surprise.
"Qian Renxue, Martial Soul: Six-Winged Angel, Level 60 Power Attack Type Battle Soul King, please enlighten me!"
As soon as Qian Renxue finished speaking, five soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and one black—emerged from beneath her feet in succession, forming a breathtaking halo.
Each soul ring represented a stage of her strength, and the ten-thousand-year soul ring, shining with black light, brought a tremendous shock to everyone present.
"I... I didn't hear wrong, did I? Soul power level 60!
That means she only needs to acquire one more soul ring to become a Soul Emperor!"
someone exclaimed.
"How is that possible? She's only sixteen or seventeen years old. How could she reach level 60?
I'm already 20 years old and I'm not even a Soul King!" another spectator shook his head in disbelief, looking somewhat dejected.
"What, you don't seem surprised by my strength?"
Qian Renxue looked at Huo Yuhao with some doubt.
"Nothing to be surprised about. If I were your age, I'd at least be a Soul Emperor."
Huo Yuhao looked at Qian Renxue calmly, as if he were talking about something insignificant.
"Heh, still as arrogant as ever. I'd like to see what gives you the right to be arrogant! Second Soul Skill, Angelic Blade!"
Qian Renxue shouted, and fifteen small golden swords appeared, eventually converging into a giant beam of light that slashed straight at Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao's soul power surged, and his eyes were already tinged with golden light.
"The first skill of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm's head soul bone:
Spiritual Battle Song! The second skill of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm's head soul bone:
Spiritual Shock!"