Chapter 8: Qian Renxue is only second?
[Top Ten Young Geniuses of Douluo Continent!]
[TOP2: Qian Renxue!]
"How is that possible!"
"How could Xue'er only be second place!"
Inside the Pope's Hall of the Spirit Hall, Qian Daoliu looked at the rankings on the sky and instantly lost his composure.
His voice was filled with disbelief and anger.
In his eyes, Qian Renxue's potential was unparalleled, and she should have been the undisputed number one!
She is now a genuine Soul Emperor.
No one among the participants in the Soul Master Competition could possibly be her match!
In the Crown Prince's residence in Tiandou City, Qian Renxue, dressed in white, sat quietly, exuding a cool and aloof aura.
She looked at the rankings on the screen, her delicate brows furrowed, her face filled with disbelief, and her jade-like hands clenched her sleeves tightly.
At first, she was confident and calm about her ranking, and even had a plan for how to use the reward.
With her own strength, she is absolutely confident of winning first place.
Then you will receive a reward of increasing the power of each of your six spirit rings by 10,000 years.
Perhaps, with the help of this reward, her soul power can break through to level 70 in one fell swoop and enter the ranks of Soul Saint!
But to her utter surprise, she only came in second place!
Just how powerful is the number one who surpasses her?
Inside the Spirit Hall's Papal Palace, Bibi Dong sat on the Papal Throne, her fists clenched tightly.
A chilling coldness surged in his eyes.
Although she had long known that Qian Renxue had extraordinary potential, the image of that man still involuntarily surfaced in her mind when she saw the name.
The man who brought her endless pain and disaster!
She clenched her teeth so tightly they almost broke, her eyes swirling with intense hatred, and her murderous aura practically overflowing.
However, compared to her complicated feelings towards Qian Renxue, she was more looking forward to the mysterious first place winner, a hint of inquiry flashing in her eyes.
The person who could overpower Qian Renxue, who possessed the Angelic Martial Soul, must have unfathomable strength and was by no means an ordinary person.
She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that this person would no longer be a student of Shrek Academy.
After all, Shrek Academy is full of hidden talents, including not only people from the Star Luo Empire, but also disciples from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Haotian School.
These forces are all mortal enemies of the Spirit Hall, with whom it is irreconcilable conflict!
"Is this the second place?"
"She really is a mother-like older sister!"
Little Gray Fur tilted its round head back, its bright eyes fixed on the sky suspended in mid-air, its tone full of undisguised curiosity.
Above the sky, a slender and upright figure stood quietly.
That was Qian Renxue, who looked to be only in her early twenties, but her skin was as white as snow and so delicate that it seemed as if it could be broken with a breath.
She had a straight and elegant nose, and her slightly slender phoenix eyes were slightly upturned, with a hint of aloofness in her gaze.
That face was so stunningly beautiful that just looking at it from afar was enough to make one lose their senses.
She was wearing a long, gold workwear dress, made of finely woven gold thread, without any overly complicated patterns or decorations.
The style was simple yet elegant, and the high, golden stand-up collar perfectly protected her long, white neck.
Her long, golden hair, as radiant as sunlight, was casually draped behind her, the strands fluffy and soft, with a touch of lazy messiness, as if it hadn't been carefully combed.
Her casual and unrestrained demeanor contrasted sharply with her neat and crisp work clothes.
Looking at Qian Renxue like this, the image of Onfaros's mother, Aglaia, immediately came to mind in Little Grey Fur's mind.
"Mimi…"
The little gray-haired creature stretched its short neck and looked at the snow-capped peaks in the sky, asking, "Mommy?"
Seeing this, Mimi, who was floating next to Little Gray Fur, rolled her eyes and moved a few steps to the side in disgust.
That expression was exactly what it meant to say: if you spend too much time with Little Gray, you might get infected and become mentally challenged.
The little gray-haired creature drooped its eyelids and glanced at Mimi indifferently.
What kind of look is that little fangirl giving?
Believe it or not, once it evolves and grows into a giant Xilian, you'll be able to hug it and call it "Mommy."
On the sky, there was very little information about Qian Renxue, only a few lines of black text, clearly presented to everyone.
Qian Renxue, age 24, soul power level 69.
[Soul Ring Configuration: Yellow-Yellow-Purple-Purple-Black-Black.]
[Martial Soul: Six-Winged Angel! Innate Level 20 Soul Power!]
Upon seeing this information, Soul Masters across the entire continent were in an uproar, each one stunned and speechless, gasping in shock.
Qian Renxue was only two or three years older than the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall.
She was already a level 69 Soul Emperor, and it seemed she was just one step away from breaking through to the Soul Saint level!
Everyone thought that the golden generation was already the best among the younger generation, the chosen ones favored by heaven.
Unexpectedly, there was a peerless expert like Qian Renxue, who was far more outstanding than them!
A level 69 Soul Emperor can dominate any team he joins, wreaking havoc and becoming invincible on the Soul Master Tournament stage!
More and more participating Soul Masters felt disheartened, their faces filled with dejection, and even the light in their eyes dimmed.
They probably have absolutely no chance in this year's Soul Master Competition.
The opposing team has three Soul Kings and one Soul Emperor who is almost a Soul Saint.
What can these Soul Masters, who generally only have three Soul Rings, use to fight against?
What can they use to compete for that unattainable championship throne?
However, the little gray-haired boy in the crowd became interested, his eyes shining brightly.
She put one hand on her hip, puffed out her round little chest, stared intently at the snow-capped peaks in the sky, and said loudly:
"Since you're ranked second, then you're the strongest among the younger generation on this continent!"
"Once the leaderboard is over, I'll definitely find you and have a good match with you!"
Little Gray Fur's boastful words were made without any attempt to hide anything from anyone, and his voice was clear and loud.
At this moment, everyone around was so engrossed in Qian Renxue's information that the air seemed to freeze, and you could hear a pin drop.
Therefore, Little Gray's crisp voice sounded particularly abrupt and loud, making it clear to most of the people around.
"That little gray-haired girl is acting crazy again. I thought I could calm her down for a while!"
Someone in the crowd rolled their eyes and couldn't help but mutter a disdainful remark.
"What a boastful tone! That's a Soul Emperor expert ranked second, with a cultivation level of sixty-nine!"
"You little gray-haired brat, all you do is pick up trash all day, what kind of good martial soul could you possibly have?"
"I think that little pink thing next to you is your martial soul, right?"
"Your martial soul doesn't even have a single spirit ring, hehehe, and there's not even a trace of spirit power fluctuation on your body!"
"You're not even a Soul Master, are you?"
"How arrogant! He dares to challenge the second genius of our Douluo Continent!"
"Who do you think you are? Do you think you're number one?"
The mocking voices rose and fell, piercing my ears like needles.
Little Gray didn't care at all, still holding his little face high, looking arrogant and fearless.
On the other side, Ma Hongjun looked at the rankings on the screen, his face extremely grim, his whole face dark and gloomy.
The list of geniuses has been published up to second place, but his name has yet to appear.
My wish to make the list has completely failed.
With his current strength, he is no match for a Soul Emperor like Qian Renxue; he doesn't even have the right to try and extort her.
He vented all his resentment on Little Gray Fur.
He glared fiercely at the gray-haired boy, his teeth grinding together, his eyes brimming with intense hostility.
That despicable guy, how dare he ignore me!
Tonight, he's determined to drag that little gray thing to a secluded spot and teach it a lesson!
Then, Ma Hongjun shouted a shrill, piercing laugh at the direction of Little Gray Hair.
"You stinking garbage collector, get out of our way!"
"I'm telling you, you're finished tonight, you just wait!"
The students of Shrek Academy, especially the boys, have always been very united.
They could all see that Ma Hongjun must have suffered a great loss at Xiao Huimao's hands these past few days.
She must have been thoroughly mocked by this gray-haired girl who looked like a top-tier mature woman.
In their eyes, they were all high and mighty Soul Masters, the chosen ones of heaven.
Little Gray Hair had no soul power whatsoever; he was just an ordinary, unremarkable person.
Ordinary people should obediently serve as appendages of their Soul Masters and submit to them.
She actually dared to mock their companions; she was simply courting death!
(End of chapter)