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Chapter 87 The Angel Dragging the Sun, the Boy with 64 Times Time Acceleration
Chapter 87 The Angel Dragging the Sun, the Boy with Sixty-Four Times Time Acceleration
A punch, imbued with crimson-gold energy, slammed out with unrestrained violence.
Qian Renxue twisted her body, her longsword meeting the punch head-on. The sword and fist collided with a loud thud, but the blow was caught firmly, and Qian Renxue felt a slight sense of relief.
However, the figure in front of her, which had been blocked by her longsword, suddenly became ethereal.
It's an afterimage!
Qian Renxue barely thought; her body reacted faster than her mind, turning abruptly and swinging her longsword in another direction!
Parry again.
Her sword steadily blocked Jiang Ci'an's fist. The crimson-gold energy collided with the platinum sword light, producing a piercing friction sound and sparks flying everywhere.
Qian Renxue's expression no longer held any contempt.
She had sparred with this guy many times, but that was all back when she was still an undercover agent. *Clang*
Since signing the contract with this guy, he has mostly used the King of Slaughter above, whose eyes were already glazed over and who was almost drooling, as a punching bag to test his various methods.
She thought that without using many tricks, it would be easy for her, an 87th-level Soul Douluo, to defeat a Soul Master. But now, looking at the boy whose aura was surging and whose speed was so fast that even she couldn't keep up, she really couldn't understand how this guy cultivated.
However, she clearly didn't have time to think about the problem in detail, and without the slightest hesitation, her seventh spirit ring lit up.
In an instant, a golden light curtain spread out from her body, covering an area of several hundred meters around her.
"Angel's Realm"!
Not only that, a large, white-gold sun suddenly appeared in the sky. Qian Renxue raised her hand and clenched it tightly, as if dragging the sun. The blazing solar fire transformed into beams of white-gold light that poured down from the sky, instantly covering the entire battlefield in a scorching glow!
Jiang Ci'an's lips curled up slightly, but he did not dodge. He activated "Time Control" to the limit that could be achieved in reality, "Time Control - Sixty-Four Times Acceleration".
In his perception, the pillars of fire that were supposed to descend in an instant seemed to crawl as slowly as he did. His whole body was enveloped in crimson-gold energy, and he easily dodged every attack. Every step he took left a deep footprint on the ground, and every punch he threw was accompanied by a piercing sound of air being torn apart.
The light of fists filled the air.
In Qian Renxue's vision, crimson-gold fist light, which blotted out the sky, surged from all directions. She blocked with her longsword, each time accompanied by a loud bang.
Swords flashed and fists clashed, creating a chaotic scene between the two, with smoke billowing and vision blurred.
Qian Renxue frowned.
With a wave of his hand, he forcefully dragged the great sun down, and with an aura of annihilation, it exploded in the center of the battlefield, like a blooming, blazing golden flower, engulfing everything around it in flames.
The fist light and smoke were burned away in the flames.
Qian Renxue breathed a slight sigh of relief and looked up at the center of the flames.
Then, her gaze froze.
Jiang Ci'an stood at the center of the flames.
His clothes were slightly charred by the flames, and some corners were still smoking, but he was unharmed. A protective film of crimson-gold energy formed around him, insulating him from the heat of the true sun fire.
Behind him, a nearly five-meter-tall crimson-gold phantom emerged from the smoke, revealing its true form.
The phantom was exactly the same as Jiang Ci'an's figure, but taller and more mature, like him after he grew up. In the phantom's hand, however, was a huge crimson-gold longbow.
Soul power forms the string, and blood and qi form the arrow. The arrowhead shines with a dark red luster, compressing a terrifying energy.
Jiang Ci'an raised his hand as if drawing a bow, and the phantom behind him moved in sync, the arrow nocked on the string.
Without the slightest hesitation, another great sun rose behind her. However, this time, she did not drag it away, but instead suddenly raised the longsword in her hand. In an instant, the terrifying true fire of the sun merged with the platinum longsword, and the flames on the sword turned into a blazing platinum color, with the temperature soaring. At the same time, all eight soul rings "unlocked" simultaneously, and the enormous energy flowed into her meridians like eight surging rivers, and was then poured into the longsword in her hand.
Eighth Soul Skill: Angelic Holy Sword!
A beam of platinum light shot into the sky, and then slammed down!
"boom--!"
The platinum sword light clashed with the blood-red arrow.
In an instant, a terrifying shockwave was released and spread in all directions, overturning the ground within hundreds of meters, filling the air with smoke and dust, and sending debris flying everywhere.
A moment later, the smoke dissipated.
Two figures appeared.
Jiang Ci'an's clothes were even more tattered than before, with charred hems and torn cuffs. However, apart from the fact that his soul power had been completely dissipated, he was unharmed. Within his body, his spiritual aperture was still operating at high speed, frantically absorbing all the energy around him, allowing his soul power to recover at a visible rate.
Qian Renxue remained suspended in mid-air, her four pairs of wings fluttering slightly. Her breathing was a little heavier than usual, but she was far from exhausted. Her eyes revealed a hint of barely suppressed excitement.
Jiang Ci'an took a deep breath, his hand wreathed in blood energy, which transformed into a three-meter-long crimson-gold spear. He then looked up again at the golden figure in mid-air. "Continue?"
Qian Renxue paused for a moment, then a genuine smile, completely unpretentious, bloomed on her face. "Continue!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the two figures clashed again.
The two continued sparring for quite some time.
An hour later, in a still intact and clean room somewhere in the City of Slaughter, Jiang Ci sat on the sofa. His clothes, which had just been burned by the True Fire of the Sun, were completely intact, and there was not a trace of his sparring with Miss Angel on his body.
He lowered his eyes, looking at the basic textbook on magical equipment making that Elder Yi had written for him in his hand, and at the wisp of crimson-gold energy at his fingertips.
He learned a lot from the exchange just now.
Although he did not use the shared power brought by "Indifference" and "Contract", he only used the most basic "Time Control" acceleration, combined with the precision of "Touch of Perception", plus the soul power burst brought by "Ring Unlocking", and the all-round support of "Spiritual Aperture" and "Self-Condensed Soul Bone".
However, the strength he displayed was still quite astonishing.
In short...
Pure numerical values.
Level 44 versus level 87, a difference of a full 43 levels, not to mention that Miss Angel has a god-level martial soul, a five-black-three-red soul ring configuration, and five angelic divine equipment soul bones...
Despite this, he was still able to fight the angel to this extent.
He was very satisfied with the result.
Furthermore, perhaps because he had personally taken action, he had developed many more ideas about how to use his abilities, and he could continue to test them later.
Overall, he benefited greatly from this exchange.
Just then, the bathroom door opened not far away.
White mist billowed out from inside the door, carrying the milky scent of shower gel and a warm, humid atmosphere, filling the room.
A tall figure emerged from the white mist, her bare feet treading on the soft carpet, making a soft rustling sound as her skin rubbed against the fur.
Miss Angel has finished her bath.
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