Chapter 109: Fiercely Beating Qian Xunji

“Don’t want to give yourself a moment to breathe, do you? Planning to finish this quickly and get rid of me early?” Lin An murmured softly as Qian Xunji launched an immediate killing strike.

“Soul Technique: Dragon Scale Divine Elephant Shield!”

Lin An also activated his second soul technique. A massive golden shield made of dragon scales instantly materialized before him, effortlessly blocking Qian Xunji’s attack.

Qian Xunji’s gaze grew colder. He had assumed that Lin An was merely forcing an increase in strength and that it was impossible for him to unleash his true power. But now he realized he was mistaken—Lin An’s strength was formidable and not something wielded temporarily.

This unsettled Qian Xunji.

He then unleashed every method at his disposal. A radiant light suddenly burst from him, starting at his forehead and spreading rapidly over his entire body.

One soul ring after another appeared: two yellow, two purple, five black.

Almost immediately, his hair turned a dazzling golden color, each strand glowing brightly. His clothes tore open from the back as two pairs of pure white wings surged forth and unfolded, hovering midair.

Bathed in that intense golden light, Qian Xunji’s eyes turned fully gold. Behind him, a massive, indistinct golden silhouette appeared—a spiritual manifestation differing from his true form only by the number of wings; this golden phantom bore three pairs, six wings in total.

This was Qian Xunji’s martial soul—the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.

The first soul ring glowed as golden light concentrated swiftly into his right fist. Suddenly, he punched toward Lin An, the condensed golden light resembling a huge round shield charging at Lin An’s body.

Lin An had seen this soul technique before on Qian Renxue, but Qian Xunji’s use of it now felt entirely different.

This time, Lin An didn’t intend to passively defend with the Dragon Scale Divine Elephant Shield.

After all, he was now a titled Douluo-level expert; passive defense wasn’t his style.

“Black Armor Instant Kill Force!”

At the same moment, Lin An’s soul rings flared behind him, surging into his fist which darkened to a deep, shadowy hue.

In an instant, their fists collided.

A tremendous sound echoed as their bodies briefly pushed against each other before springing apart.

Qian Xunji was forced backward dozens of meters by a powerful force before barely stopping, his blood and energy surging violently—clearly suffering heavy damage.

“How is this possible?” Qian Xunji found it hard to accept.

He stretched his arms out wide beside him, suspended like a crucifix in midair, head thrown back as a long roar burst from his mouth. Instantly, the golden light emanating from him expanded at a speed too fast for the naked eye, enveloping thousands of square meters.

Lin An was directly caught inside. Everything around him turned golden, causing him to inwardly marvel—this had to be the true Angel Domain within the Martial Soul Manifestation.

Within that golden radiance, Lin An first felt overwhelming pressure from all directions.

His perception was confined to a narrow range; even his spiritual detection was limited to five meters around him. It was as if he had entered another world, and the ruler of this realm was Qian Xunji.

“I want to see if in my Angel Domain, your power, born from nowhere, can truly manifest,” Qian Xunji said coldly.

Lin An had never considered the Martial Soul Domain before. Although he was already at the titled Douluo level and should have been able to use it, the truth was that he still couldn’t activate the Martial Soul Domain comprehension.

Though unable to use the Martial Soul Domain, his current stage of Strange Flames could unleash tremendous power.

With that in mind, Lin An released all three types of Strange Flames without reservation, and because of him, the flames were at their peak intensity.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The three formidable Strange Flames exploded under Lin An’s control, filling the entire Angel Domain.

The flames were terrifying—powerful enough to directly affect Qian Xunji’s Angel Domain.

Qian Xunji was alarmed to discover that the soul power within his domain was being fiercely consumed by the raging flames, causing massive energy expenditure.

“This is no time to be distracted!”

Just as Qian Xunji pondered how to counter Lin An, he suddenly heard Lin An’s voice right by his ear.

His heart sank. Just as he was about to act, a fist the size of a sandbag rapidly grew before his eyes, and before he could react, Lin An’s punch struck him squarely in the face.

Though cloaked in golden light, making it difficult to discern Qian Xunji’s condition, his trembling body told Lin An that the blow had deeply unsettled him.

Having displayed his Martial Soul Manifestation and domain, Qian Xunji had thought he would crush Lin An without question—but instead, he was the one who got hit first.

It was as if all that had just happened was self-delusion, utterly ineffective.

Bang!

But Lin An pressed his advantage mercilessly, unleashing punch after punch that fell like a torrential rain on Qian Xunji’s face.

Despite using his Martial Soul Manifestation, Qian Xunji’s skin was tough—after so many blows, he still maintained his angelic form, seemingly unaffected at first glance.

Below, the titled Douluo and other elite experts watching were stunned.

None had expected Qian Xunji to be so thoroughly beaten, seemingly unable to fight back.

They could see that Qian Xunji had thrown everything he had at Lin An without holding back, yet he was still decisively overwhelmed.

It was hard for them to accept.

Had Lin An’s strength truly reached this level?

No one wanted to provoke him.

That was the unanimous thought among all present.

When Qian Renxue learned of this outcome from the expert of the Heavenly Dou Empire, she stood there stunned.

Clearly, she had not anticipated such a turn in the battle.

“What exactly do you want?” Qian Xunji asked, his tone utterly defeated.

Having been humiliated in front of so many people, Qian Xunji’s reputation had been thoroughly shattered today.

Bang!

Another punch came directly from Lin An.

“I give up! I give up! Please stop hitting me!”

Lin An seemed to deliberately humiliate him—without killing, without using powerful soul techniques, just pounding him until he could barely function.

As a well-known titled Douluo, Qian Xunji cared nothing for death, yet now he had to beg Lin An for mercy.