Shui Bing'er and the three Xu sisters left through the passage, while Yang Tian remained on the Soul Arena.
"I accept the challenge, let him come."
Yang Tian spoke, once again drawing a burst of fervent cheers.
A Swordsman fears no challenge!
"Alright, please wait a moment!"
The hostess was about to use her communicator to contact the upper level, but she was interrupted by a clear, noble voice: "I'm already here!"
Opposite, in the shadows of a high platform, a stunning woman wearing a brilliant golden flowing immortal dress, with a noble and cold demeanor, leaped directly from above and landed lightly in the Soul Arena.
The woman had a slender figure, with a waist that could be grasped with one hand. She seemed to be only eighteen or nineteen years old, with skin like snow and phoenix eyes filled with authority. A straight nose, slightly slender phoenix eyes, and a face with a hint of sternness—this was a breathtakingly beautiful woman, whose beauty was world-shaking, not inferior to Gu Yuena.
"Swordsman! Your reputation is well-deserved." The cold and beautiful woman's expression was stern, and her entire body exuded an air of aloofness.
She moved with light steps, standing over thirty meters from Yang Tian, gazing at him.
"I wondered who it was, turns out it's you…" Yang Tian's lips curled slightly. The woman before him was no less beautiful than Gu Yuena, though her temperament was slightly inferior, yet she surpassed Shui Bing'er and the other women.
Such a peerless beauty, in Douluo Continent, there was only Qian Renxue.
Hearing Yang Tian's soft words, Qian Renxue's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and she asked in confusion: "You know me?"
Yang Tian shook his head, but then said: "No, but I know of you!
What I know is far more than you."
Yang Tian smiled faintly, and this smile captivated countless infatuated young girls. Even Qian Renxue was slightly dazed… She had to admit, the man before her was too outstanding. So outstanding that she felt a sudden flutter in her heart.
This was just his temperament and looks. What if you added his monstrous strength?
Level forty, strength not inferior to a Spirit Emperor…
On the Soul Arena, the two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere was surprisingly harmonious.
Shui Bing'er, who had reunited with Lin Zhiling, looked at the two on the Soul Arena in astonishment. After a long while, she pouted: "This guy, he really has endless peach blossom luck. Everyone he meets is a stunning beauty."
Lin Zhiling propped her chin and nodded: "Are we also considered stunning?"
"Of course, that woman is just a tiny bit older than me. In two more years, I won't be any worse than her." Shui Bing'er puffed out her chest. She was indeed still a little bit lacking, not yet fully mature.
Lin Zhiling, however, was different. Her bosom was even larger than Qian Renxue's. As for temperament… they each had their own merits.
Their temperaments were completely different and could not be generalized.
The many women Yang Tian encountered each had their own unique characteristics and merits.
"Is Brother Swordsman getting another girlfriend?" Xu Xiaoxiao blinked her big eyes, looking at the two on the Soul Arena. "That big sister and Big Brother Swordsman look so well-matched."
"One more or one less, it doesn't matter. As long as he likes it." Lin Zhiling had no intention of stopping him. She believed that Yang Tian was not someone who grew tired of the old and favored the new, so even if Yang Tian had many more women, as long as he still remembered her, that would be enough.
Shui Bing'er also nodded upon hearing this. Anyway, she couldn't handle it alone; having a few more would be more comfortable.
Some things, too much is as bad as too little. A moderate amount is enjoyment, an excessive amount is discomfort.
Xu Xiaoxiao did not speak again, her pair of bright eyes blinked, not knowing what she was thinking. Xu Youyou, on the other hand, kept staring at the figure on the platform, her face radiating a faint joy.
Yang Tian's single sentence completely drew out all of Qian Renxue's inner doubts.
He didn't know her, but he knew of her.
Throughout the entire Douluo Continent, only a handful of people knew of her existence. How could he know her?
The hostess at this time no longer knew how to handle the situation. This mysterious and beautiful woman had a special identity, and she dared not casually interrupt their conversation.
And below the stage, even if the two stood there motionless, it was a beautiful painting, so how could anyone be impatient?
"You know of me, but you don't know me… If so, who am I?" Qian Renxue asked tentatively.
Yang Tian said: "Do you need to ask me who you are? Is there a prize for a correct answer?"
"I can invite you to join the Spirit Hall and grant you a status equivalent to a Titled Douluo."
"Not interested. I accepted the challenge today just to see who was so confident as to challenge me with a Spirit King cultivation.
And there's only one purpose…" Yang Tian's eyes playfully stared at Qian Renxue, which made Qian Renxue very uncomfortable.
"What purpose?"
"To beat you into submission!"
Qian Renxue remained silent, her beautiful eyes fixed on Yang Tian. How could someone as strong as her tolerate Yang Tian's arrogance?
"What if you can't do it?"
Qian Renxue's gaze became increasingly dangerous. She had lived incognito, even disguised as a man for over ten years, with rare opportunities to use her true strength. But this did not mean her strength was weak.
Having reached level sixty a year and a half ago, her strength was already top-tier among those below Spirit Saint. Even a Spirit Saint could not claim to beat Qian Renxue into submission.
And he, he actually claimed he would beat her into submission?
Qian Renxue did not feel that Yang Tian was insensitive; instead, she felt that such a man was how a man should be.
A man should be bold and unrestrained. As for those effeminate, heavily made-up, delicate sissies, how were they different from women?
"Can't do it? If I can't beat you into submission, then I'll sleep you into submission. How simple is that?
At most, you'll just get a little advantage."
Yang Tian smirked, his originally calm gaze turning sly, beginning to subtly roam over Qian Renxue's body.
Yang Tian's actions were naturally not clear to the audience below, but Qian Renxue was the direct 'viewer'.
Qian Renxue was also somewhat bewildered by Yang Tian's sudden change, but only for an instant. Qian Renxue quickly reacted, immediately letting out a cold snort: "I wonder if your strength is as thick as your skin.
Spirit Avatar!"
As her voice fell, a golden radiance immediately rose from Qian Renxue's body. The radiance flowed, and an Angelic Sacred Sword appeared before Qian Renxue. At the same time, two yellow, two purple, and one black spirit ring slowly rose, exceptionally dazzling.
And she herself, under the effect of her Spirit, was enveloped in golden light. But she had not fully released her Spirit; the complete Seraphim Spirit was not just the Angelic Sacred Sword, but also six pairs of sacred angel wings.
With the Angelic Sacred Sword in hand, Qian Renxue was sacred and inviolable, like a divine representative walking among mortals.
With the sacred sword pointed at Yang Tian, Qian Renxue's face was stern, and she said: "Release your Spirit."
Yang Tian shrugged, and with a single hand, he grasped in the air, and the Dragon Pattern Black Gold Sword was held in his hand. One yellow and two purple spirit rings appeared, which made the opposite Qian Renxue somewhat moved.
"A thousand-year second ring. The limit for a Spirit Master's second ring is over seven hundred years. How did you do it?"
Yang Tian said: "The so-called limit is merely a barrier between the ordinary and the genius. Daring to break through limits is a fundamental quality of a genius.
You were born with level twenty innate Spirit power, yet you only have standard spirit rings. What a pity for this talent."
Qian Renxue frowned: "Breaking through limits…"
Qian Renxue was moved. The limit year for a Spirit Master's spirit ring was deeply ingrained in Douluo Continent. It wasn't that no one could break the limit. It was just… no one thought of breaking the limit.