harleyscars Chapter 5 Spatial Strangulation
Chapter 5 Spatial Strangulation
The humid air of the Starry Sky Forest is filled with the fresh scent of grass and trees, mixed with the faint fishy smell of the king bee stinger.
Yang Teng stood with his back to Qian Renxue, who was sitting cross-legged absorbing the soul ring. He seemed to be standing there casually, his gaze sweeping aimlessly over the deep forest around him, in case of any unexpected events.
However, the stunning beauty he had just caught a glimpse of had been clearly imprinted in his mind.
With exquisite and flawless features and an indomitable spirit, he remained unharmed even when fleeing for his life in a disheveled state and with his clothes torn.
"Tsk tsk!"
"Like mother, like daughter... She's fucking beautiful!"
Yang Teng clicked his tongue inwardly in amazement.
Although she had never seen the ruthless Bibi Dong in person, Qian Renxue's almost perfect appearance and temperament were a testament to her mother's unparalleled beauty.
"It's good that Qian Xunji got to eat it, but thankfully, it wasn't the good-for-nothing Yu Xiaogang who got to eat it, otherwise it would be even more unacceptable."
After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the soul power fluctuations coming from behind gradually stabilized, and then suddenly surged upwards, becoming more solid.
Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes, a golden light flashed in them, and her aura was completely different. She had successfully and truly stepped into the Soul Emperor level.
She stood up, wrapped her slightly oversized men's robe tighter around her, and looked at Yang Teng, who still had his back to her. Her voice regained its usual clarity and reserve, but with a touch more sincerity.
"Thank you, Dharma Protector. May I ask your name, my benefactor?"
Yang Teng then turned around, his lazy smile returning to his face, and waved his hand.
"Yang Teng. No need for thanks, I was just passing by and did it on the spur of the moment."
He paused, his gaze lingering for a moment on Qian Renxue's stunningly beautiful face, which was still undeniably gorgeous even though she was wrapped in an outer robe, and his tone was full of approval.
"Besides, who wouldn't lend a helping hand to such a beautiful woman in distress?"
Qian Renxue was slightly taken aback by his straightforward words, and a faint blush swept across her fair cheeks, but she quickly suppressed it.
The two walked together toward the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest. Along the way, Qian Renxue asked one question after another, showing her strong curiosity and a certain habitual scrutinizing attitude.
"Which empire are you from?"
"Hmm? Tian Dou, for now... you're basically free, so you can wander around and see what's going on."
"Which college will you be pursuing your studies at?"
"Didn't get into the academy, just an idle person."
"What is your soul power level?"
"Hmm, it hasn't been long since he became a Soul Master."
When Qian Renxue heard Yang Teng admit that he was just a free Soul Master with Soul Power at the Soul Venerable level, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, as if she had discovered a rare treasure.
Soul Master? A Soul Master was actually able to unleash such powerful spatial abilities, briefly controlling the 30,000-year-old Bee Sting King and creating a fatal blow for her?
This is simply unbelievable! His extraordinary talent, powerful martial spirit, and enormous potential probably far exceed what ordinary people can imagine.
"That's terrifying! And I still only have innate level 20 soul power!"
Qian Renxue was shocked.
Without any hesitation, she faced Yang Teng, her expression becoming formal and weighty, subtly revealing the aura of a superior.
"Yang Teng, I am Qian Renxue, the young master of the Spirit Hall's Hall of Worship. On behalf of the Spirit Hall, I sincerely invite you to join us."
"The Spirit Hall can provide you with the best resources, top-notch guidance, and... a status and future that match your potential."
This recruitment was direct and effective, fully demonstrating Qian Renxue's decisiveness and keen eye for talent.
The fact that the young master of the Spirit Hall personally recruited him signifies his considerable influence.
Yang Teng initially seemed not to have grasped the meaning of the identity of "Young Master of the Offering Hall," and blinked.
Then, he connected the two pieces of information, "Qian Renxue" and "Bibi Dong's daughter," and a rather unrefined nickname for her father, Qian Xunji, involuntarily popped into his mind.
"The Secret Chamber Douluo".
"The Spirit Hall!"
He touched his chin, neither agreeing nor refusing immediately, but only vaguely saying...
"Let's talk about that later. Getting out of the forest is the priority."
Seeing his reaction, Qian Renxue was in no hurry to press him, but simply conveyed her intention to recruit him clearly.
She believed that as long as the other party wasn't stupid, they would understand how rare this opportunity was.
The city closest to the Starry Sky Forest belongs to the Kingdom of Barak.
When the two arrived at the city gate, they immediately saw the silver-haired figure who had been waiting there.
Gu Yuena stood quietly at the bustling city gate, her graceful figure and stunning beauty attracting the attention of many passersby, especially men, who frequently turned their heads in amazement.
Yang Teng seemed oblivious to the stares he was receiving, and walked straight over to casually introduce the two parties.
"Gu Yuena, my friend. This is Qian Renxue, whom I just met in the forest."
His introduction was excessively brief, failing to mention Gu Yuena's "Soul King" strength or Qian Renxue's status as the "Young Master of the Offering Hall".
Gu Yuena simply nodded slightly to Qian Renxue, her silver eyes calm and unwavering, as if to say hello.
Qian Renxue nodded in return, her gaze lingering on Gu Yuena for a moment. Her intuition told her that this silver-haired woman was definitely not simple.
The three of them found a nice restaurant in the city and had dinner together.
During the meal, Qian Renxue paid the bill herself, her attitude naturally and appropriately.
This solved Yang Teng's immediate financial crisis, and he accepted it with a smile, without any hesitation.
After the meal, Yang Teng touched his empty purse and sighed.
"Looks like I need to make some money first."
His gaze turned toward the city center, toward the Arena of Souls.
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue immediately agreed to go along.
She was curious and wanted to observe Yang Teng's abilities more closely, especially his performance in actual combat.
Gu Yuena followed silently behind the two, like a quiet shadow.
Yang Teng glanced at the match list and player information with great interest, and almost without hesitation, pointed to a name.
"Let's go with him, the level 43 offensive-type Soul Master."
His chosen opponent was a burly, fierce-looking man who was well-known locally for his powerful strength.
When the audience saw Yang Teng, a new face and an ordinary-looking young man, daring to challenge a notorious Soul Master, they burst into laughter and placed bets on the big man, resulting in overwhelming odds.
Qian Renxue stood in front of the betting point and placed a considerable amount of gold soul coins on Yang Teng without hesitation.
The person in charge of registration gave her a look as if she were an idiot.
"Such a beautiful girl, has she lost her mind?"
The burly Soul Master opposite him sneered, "Kid, are you even fully grown yet before you dare to come up here? Admit defeat now, kneel down and call me grandpa three times, and I might consider going easy on you!"
The stands erupted in cheers and whistles.
Yang Teng remained completely unfazed by his opponent's provocations and the ridicule from the crowd.
He didn't even release his martial spirit immediately; he just stood there casually, his hands still in his pockets, as if he wasn't there for a life-or-death battle but rather to stroll around.
This extreme relaxation, in the tense and fierce arena, actually created a strange aura.
As soon as the referee announced the start, the burly Soul Master roared and his four Soul Rings lit up.
White, yellow, yellow, purple!
Yang Teng smiled dismissively, thinking that this Soul Master was just the lowest level, and he had thought it would be the best Soul Ring combination.
Only the four words he uttered lightly:
"Spatial strangulation".
The next moment, the sound of fabric and bones being instantly twisted and torn by an invisible force rang out!
"ah!!!"
The man slammed onto the ring like a lump of mud, his body convulsing and his eyes glazed over. He was clearly completely crippled and had lost all fighting ability.
The noisy arena instantly fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone stared wide-eyed and gaped, looking incredulously at the terrifying scene unfolding on the stage.
"Did you see the Martial Soul?"
"What are the colors of the spirit rings?"
……
The audience was buzzing with discussion about Yang Teng's move.
Qian Renxue stood below the stage, her golden eyes gleaming.
Although she had witnessed Yang Teng's "space lock".
But the domineering and bizarre nature of "spatial strangulation" once again exceeded her expectations.
This ability is virtually impossible to defend against.
Gu Yuena stood quietly, her silver eyes reflecting the bloody scene on the arena and Yang Teng's calm and composed back.
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