Chapter 73 – Easily Dealing with Hu Liena
The Red-robed Bishop's warning was clearly directed at Gui Mei.
Everyone had witnessed his ruthlessness.
He had once severed the arm of the Star Luo Empire's crown prince, Dai Weisi, without a trace of hesitation.
The Spirit Hall's Golden Generation represented the future—especially Xie Yue, Yan, and Hu Liena.
Neither Bibi Dong nor any of the Red-robed Bishops wanted to see them harmed.
As Xie Yue's soul power surged, two blood-red crescent-shaped blades materialized in his hands.
This was his Moon Blade martial soul—one of the strongest among weapon-type martial souls.
As the leader of the Golden Generation, Xie Yue's strength was formidable, and he possessed a powerful self-created soul skill—Full-Moon.
At this moment, Xie Yue stared coldly at the black-clad youth standing opposite him.
"Even if you're strong, we will never lose. The championship belongs to the Spirit Hall!"
"Confidence is good, but strength speaks louder than words. Come on—make your move."
A faint smile tugged at the corner of Gui Mei's lips.
He and Yue Guan had watched Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan grow up. He had invested so much time and effort into them.
He remembered the first time he met Xie Yue: a scrawny little boy with dead parents, protecting his younger sister with all he had.
Now, he had grown into a handsome young man nearly 1.9 meters tall—someone the Spirit Hall placed great hopes upon.
Xie Yue had a rare ability to control the entire battlefield, his mind calm and steady—perfect leadership material.
Unfortunately, being under Bibi Dong meant that no matter how exceptional he became, he would still live as nothing more than a tool.
"Begin the match!"
At the Bishop's declaration, Xie Yue launched forward in a blur.
He knew Gui Mei was overwhelmingly strong—there was no chance to wait or hesitate. He had to strike first.
The moment he made his move, Xie Yue unleashed his strongest technique—his self-created soul skill: Full-Moon.
He darted across the platform with astonishing speed, his twin Moon Blades spinning rapidly.
The blades rotated so quickly that they merged into a blinding white full moon.
The luminous crescent roared toward Gui Mei with killing intent so sharp it sliced through the air.
It was fast—so fast that normal eyes couldn't even follow the trajectory.
But Gui Mei understood this skill all too well.
With a flicker, he vanished.
When he reappeared, a pitch-black longsword was already in his hand.
The sword gleamed with a chilling darkness, as if capable of devouring all light.
Gui Mei seized the perfect moment and slashed.
Boom!!!
The strike's sword aura collided with the full white moon.
A deafening explosion shook the arena, sparks scattering like fireworks.
Xie Yue's heart trembled.
He never expected his strongest attack to be deflected so effortlessly.
But he didn't falter—he prepared to strike again.
Then—
A cold sensation touched his neck.
His eyes widened.
Gui Mei's black sword was pressed lightly against his throat, steady and unwavering.
A slight movement would end his life.
Gasps erupted among the crowd.
Xie Yue was incredibly fast—already moving at peak speed— but the black-clad youth still intercepted him effortlessly, appearing before him like a ghost.
"Brother!"
Hu Liena cried out, panic lacing her voice.
Gui Mei looked at Xie Yue, a flicker of appreciation in his eyes.
He withdrew his sword and said calmly:
"You're good—but you still need more practice."
Xie Yue was stunned.
His greatest trump card—a technique that had defeated a Rank 68 instructor—
had been dismantled by this black-clad youth as if it were nothing.
"I lost… but my words stand firm. The final championship will belong to the Spirit Hall!"
After saying this, Xie Yue turned and stepped off the platform.
A glimmer of doubt flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes.
"That was… teleportation? How does Wuming possess such terrifying speed? Faster than even me… And he didn't release any soul rings. Is that… a soul bone skill? He has a soul bone…"
The more she thought about it, the greedier her gaze became.
—
The match continued.
It was Hu Liena's turn.
"Nana, be careful. He's very strong."
"I know."
Hu Liena walked slowly toward the center of the plaza.
She had always been confident in her abilities, yet her brother's defeat weighed heavily on her heart.
Since childhood, the person she admired most was her brother Xie Yue.
But her brother… had been defeated so easily?
Her offensive strength was far below that of Xie Yue and Yan. Her greatest power lay in seduction and mental control.
Yet would such techniques work on this unfathomably powerful black-clad youth?
She wasn't sure. She could only try.
Hu Liena stopped ten meters away from Gui Mei.
This was her first time closely observing his cold, sharp features.
His deep eyes seemed to conceal endless secrets, drawing her in against her will.
When their eyes met—
Her heart skipped a beat.
A strange, unfamiliar sensation hit her.
For a moment, she actually felt dazed.
"Let's begin. You may release your martial soul and use your soul skills."
Gui Mei's tone was calm.
Hu Liena snapped out of her trance.
Soul power surged through her body as her martial soul possessed her.
Her long hair turned fiery red; a fluffy fox tail extended behind her. Her entire body looked like a living flame.
Two yellow, two purple, and one black soul ring rose around her.
In the next instant—
The ten-thousand-year soul ring erupted with a deep black light.
Hu Liena immediately activated her strongest skill: Alluring Demon Eyes.
A pink radiance spread across the arena, dreamy and hypnotic, enveloping everything.
This was her ultimate charm technique.
Its power carried an irresistible allure.
Even if a person's soul power exceeded hers by ten ranks, they would still fall into a moment of confusion.
But Gui Mei—
Did not move.
He stood like an unshakable mountain.
A tidal wave of overwhelming spiritual force blasted outward from him.
Majestic, tyrannical—
It crushed Hu Liena's charm light with devastating ease.
Her seductive illusion collided with a mental barrier tougher than iron, shattering instantly.
At the same time—
Hu Liena felt a terrifying invisible force gripping her entire body.
Her limbs…
Her soul power…
Even her breath—
Everything was frozen.
Her eyes widened in panic.
She had never—
not once—
Experienced something like this.
Her charm skills were unrivaled among her peers. Even soul masters stronger than her would be affected by them.
But before this black-clad youth, her power felt like a fragile butterfly colliding with a steel wall.
His spiritual sea was vast—boundless—
a crushing force that overwhelmed her effortlessly.
Seeing this, Bibi Dong's eyes grew even sharper.
She stared intensely at Gui Mei, disbelief flickering within her gaze.
"At such a young age… How can he possess such terrifying spiritual power?! A soul bone… could it be another soul bone?"
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