Obscene?
How could such a word be applied to a child?
Su Linfeng gave an awkward grin. He admitted—yes, for one second just now his thoughts had strayed. But it was only one second!
What nonsense was he even thinking?
Bibi Dong, however, had felt something different in that instant. For a moment, it was as though she had glimpsed a soul far older than his body—one that did not match a child's age at all.
It made her recall the vision when his bloodline evolved. Could it be that his very soul had matured to eighteen years?
If so, she needed to be wary of this brat. From today onward, she must break him of such bad habits. No more indulging him out of soft-heartedness.
The thought made her cheeks flush faintly.
To cover the unease, she steadied her composure and said evenly:
"Not bad. Two ten-thousand-year rings already. You really never stop surprising me."
"Since that's the case, let me test how strong you truly are now."
"Come!"
As she spoke, she stepped back lightly, leaving space for him to attack.
What?
She wanted to test him?
Su Linfeng blinked. Isn't this just an excuse to smack me around in revenge?
A Soul Sect versus a Title Douluo—how absurd. But she had said "test," not "fight seriously." Still, it smelled suspiciously of "teach the brat a lesson."
Yet his heart beat faster.
Until now, even facing the Golden Generation, he had always suppressed himself, never revealing his full strength. But here, before him stood a Title Douluo.
This was a rare chance.
At last, he wouldn't need to hold back.
"Fine!"
Su Linfeng grinned. "But Elder Sister, be careful!"
The instant his words fell, his first soul ring lit up. His body shot forward like a cannonball straight toward Bibi Dong.
Close combat?
Bibi Dong frowned slightly. Is he looking to be beaten?
She hadn't even released her martial spirit. Soul power gathered in her palm, and she simply struck out.
But Su Linfeng's lips curved faintly.
Suddenly, her movement faltered for a tenth of a second. Her palm veered just one inch off-course. That single inch was enough for Su Linfeng to slip beneath her arm, darting past her side.
Not good—tricked!
Her pupils contracted. In that fleeting moment, she saw his eyes had turned into starry depths.
Starry Eyes.
That soul skill could foresee three seconds of an opponent's moves. Even before she released a technique, a star-mark would appear, forcing the trajectory to shift.
She had underestimated him.
By the time she refocused, it was too late.
Skyflame Rift erupted at her back, a dozen blazing flame-lines lashing toward her, forcing her to shield her rear with soul power.
But Su Linfeng had already predicted her response.
"Second Soul Skill—Skyflame Storm!"
His shout was followed by three roaring fire tornadoes spiraling from left, right, and front, converging on her.
Bibi Dong's face darkened. If she'd known, she would've used martial spirit possession from the start. A Soul Sect was actually pushing her this far!
"Hmph!"
She snorted coldly. Splitting off her rear defense, she drove her power forward to smash through the stronger thousand-year skill.
Hook, line, and sinker.
Su Linfeng's smile sharpened. His lips parted softly:
"Explode."
BOOM!
The moment her defense shifted, the dozen flame-lines detonated—Flame Burst, the second phase of Skyflame Rift. Fire surged violently, engulfing her from behind.
"You little brat… such meticulous scheming!"
Though the flames could not truly harm a ninety-third-level Title Douluo, her body still pitched forward slightly. To be caught off guard at all, even once, stung her pride.
But inwardly, she was impressed.
In a normal duel, any soul master would instinctively guard against the stronger skill. Yet this boy had reversed expectations—using the second skill as a feint, while the first's hidden second phase delivered the real blow.
What a cunning child.
Knowing his abilities, Bibi Dong immediately concealed her spiritual power.
If she did not lock on with her mental sense, then he couldn't mark her with Starry Eyes, and his predictions would fail.
Facing the three incoming Skyflame Storms, she punched out calmly.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
One by one, the tornadoes collapsed beneath her fists.
"Not bad. Your reactions are sharp. But if that's all, then—"
She broke off. A dangerous aura prickled her senses.
In the instant between punches, three massive crimson sunfire spheres—each five meters wide—had appeared above her head.
Just a glance—and she was struck.
The orbs triggered the ten percent Dazzle effect. Her vision went white. Sight vanished.
Not good!
"Martial Spirit Possession!"
The Death Spider Emperor rose behind her, nine rings blazing—yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, red.
Forcing her martial spirit out… by a Soul Sect!
Even as shock flashed through her, the three blazing suns crashed down and exploded.
Damn!
Her spiritual sense sealed, her eyes blinded—she couldn't read his next move at all.
She had no time to think.
Su Linfeng's voice answered her:
"Fourth Soul Skill—Nine-Solar Binding Chains!"
"Mm—"
Bibi Dong gasped softly. Her throat tightened. Heat surged into her body.
Then her limbs. Shoulders. Chest. Waist. Each point constricted at once.
Two seconds later, her sight cleared again.
And she saw—
Her entire body was bound by nine golden chains!
Unable to move.
Impossible!
At the same time, she felt her own soul power being siphoned rapidly through those chains, drawn into the black-gold Golden Crow looming behind Su Linfeng.
The chains themselves had sprouted from the phantom's wings.
What a terrifying skill—Nine-Solar Binding Chains.
As if that weren't enough, the flames beneath her continued burning away her energy.
Never would she have imagined that she, a ninety-third-level Title Douluo, could be bound in fire by a forty-first-level Soul Sect brat—simply because of a moment's lapse.
Su Linfeng stared blankly at the sight.
For a moment, he even forgot this was supposed to be a spar.
This angle… this position…
It looked far too suggestive.
The chains were drawn tight, outlining every curve of Bibi Dong's near-perfect figure. What should be full was full. What should be high was high.