Chapter 47 A Simple Victory

The invisible dark thread could deceive Bai Yu, but not Ning Fengzhi.

Ning Fengzhi asked again: "Are those silk threads Luo Ling's soul skills?"

"That is Xiao Ling's first soul skill, Dark Weaving, which can manipulate invisible dark threads." Bibi Dong explained.

Ning Fengzhi still had a puzzled expression on his face. Since it was a soul skill, he didn't see any soul rings.

"Xiao Ling has the ability to hide his spirit ring." Bibi Dong added.

Ning Fengzhi finally understood and continued to watch the duel on the platform.

Countless pitch-black crow feathers slowly emerged and shot towards Bai Yu like raindrops.

The dark thread was not idle either, and it wrapped around Bai Yu.

"The first soul skill, long sword attack!"

Bai Yu shouted loudly upon seeing this, and the first soul skill under his feet lit up.

An invisible sword energy swung out, sweeping away the rushing crow feathers.

However, the dark thread was only slightly affected and still wrapped around Bai Yu.

Bai Yu couldn't see the dark threads, but he could feel the danger, just like a swordsman's sense of crisis.

"The second soul skill, Spirit Sword Guard!"

Another soul skill was used, and a sword energy barrier blocked Bai Yu in front of him. The dark threads were cut off, and Bai Yu took the opportunity to retreat quickly.

"Xiaoyu was able to use two soul skills so quickly."

Outside the field, Jian Douluo had a solemn expression.

Bai Yu is his disciple, and his soul skills are completely configured according to the Seven Killing Swords, all of which are perfect soul ring configurations.

But he was suppressed in front of Luo Ling, the Soul Master.

Seeing Bai Yu retreat, Luo Ling continued to control the dark threads to surge forward, and the Crow Shadow Puppet also pressed forward.

The third soul skill, Shadow Scythe is activated!
A pitch-black sickle appeared in the hands of the Crow Shadow Puppet, carrying a powerful dark aura.

"Is this a weapon-related soul skill?" Jian Douluo widened his eyes.

Weapon-type soul skills are what almost every soul master with a beast spirit wants. This can make the beast spirit master become like the weapon spirit master and possess weapons.

On the stage, Luo Ling continued to suppress Bai Yu. He stood in the same place, still wearing the black top hat.

Just like an audience watching a drama, the battle not far away seemed to have nothing to do with him.

"You don't need to suppress your strength. Use all your strength, otherwise you can't beat me."

Luo Ling spoke slowly, and his meaning was very clear. He wanted Bai Yu to use the power of the Soul Sect.

Bai Yu gritted his teeth and swung the Qinghong Sword in his hand. The sword energy shield was almost destroyed.

The power of the black sickle was beyond his imagination, and its strong corrosiveness was terrifying.

There was also something in front of him that looked exactly like Luo Ling, but had no sense of pain and no emotions, like a madman who only knew how to fight.

The Qinghong Sword seemed to cause no damage to the puppet.

"We can't go on like this." Bai Yu gritted his teeth, and the fourth soul ring under his feet lit up.

Seeing this, Luo Ling finally showed an interested expression.

"The fourth soul skill, murderous intent is revealed!"

A strong murderous intent with sword energy condensed into a tornado, which directly swept away the Crow Shadow Puppet, and countless sword beams fell on the Crow Shadow Puppet.

Bai Yu finally recovered from the suppression, and the next second, the third soul ring lit up.

"The third soul skill, the sword is as fast as flying!"

In an instant, Bai Yu seemed to have turned into a sword, rushing towards Luo Ling, carrying terrifying sword energy.

Bai Yu's speed was terrifying, but in Luo Ling's eyes it was only a little bit faster.

After being strengthened by the Wangchuanqiushuilu, his mental power was close to materialization, and his perception of everything was greatly enhanced. At the moment when Bai Yu rushed to Luo Ling, Luo Ling raised his hand, and a pitch-black sickle appeared in his hand.

A black halo condensed on the blade, dyeing Luo Ling's entire body black.

"Dark Cut!" Luo Ling's calm voice rang out on the stage.

The black ripples, carrying a decayed aura, collided with Bai Yu's sword energy.

The violent fluctuation of soul power swept over, blowing the top hat on Luo Ling's head away.

The extreme darkness was not blocked for long before it broke through the barrier of sword energy and slashed towards Bai Yu.

In the battle between Soul Master and Soul Sect, it was Bai Yu who lost.

Bai Yu had an expression of disbelief on his face and could only watch the sickle slowly chop down.

Just when he was about to chop down, a black shadow kicked Bai Yu away.

The black ripples passed through the air and landed on the platform, directly breaking the solid platform into pieces and leaving behind shocking cracks.

Before Bai Yu understood what was happening, he rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

When he reacted, he looked up.

Luo Ling still stood in the same place, and the Crow Shadow Puppet stood beside Luo Ling, both holding a pitch-black sickle in their hands.

Luo Ling clenched the Shadow Scythe in his hand. It was the first time he used this soul skill in actual combat after obtaining it.

He was very satisfied. It was very powerful and could be equipped to both him and the Crow Shadow Puppet at the same time, but the consumption of soul power would be doubled.

Two Shadow Scythes, plus Dark Thread and Crow Feather, and the final blow of Dark Cut.

Nearly 40% of his soul power was consumed in just a few minutes.

This is the case when the ultimate martial soul's soul power is more condensed than that of ordinary people.

However, the consumption of soul power is mostly spent on condensing two shadow sickles, which is a bit wasteful.

"It seems that I should be the winner." Luo Ling smiled.

At the last moment, he controlled the Crow Shadow Puppet to kick Bai Yu away, otherwise Bai Yu would be a corpse now.

The two shadow sickles disappeared, and the crow shadow puppet turned back into a crow and landed on Luo Ling's shoulder.

He walked to the side, picked up the top hat that had been blown away by the sword fight, and put it back on his head.

"I lost." Bai Yu was a little frustrated. He stood up and stared at Luo Ling. "Is this your full strength?"

Luo Ling touched the brim of his hat, glanced at Bai Yu, and did not answer.

Of course, he did not use his full strength. He did not use the dark thread to absorb Bai Yu's soul and vitality, did not use the hallucinogenic toxins on the crow feathers, did not fight a two-on-one battle with the Crow Shadow Puppet, and did not use the Soul of Desire.

There are even martial soul fusion techniques.

"Just think of this as all my strength." Luo Ling replied slowly, turned and left.

Below the stage, Ning Fengzhi looked at Luo Ling and took a deep breath. He let Luo Ling and Bai Yu fight just to see the strength of the Saint of Spirit Hall.

But the result was far beyond his expectations. He originally thought that Bai Yu had a good chance of winning, after all, it was a Soul Master versus a Soul Master.

But Luo Ling won overwhelmingly.

He didn't even move, relying on his puppet martial spirit to suppress Bai Yu, who was one class higher than him.

"If I'm not mistaken, brother Luo Ling's soul skills can be used through the martial soul puppet as well as through his real body." Ning Fengzhi asked Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong nodded slightly.

"No wonder Young Master Luo Ling wants to use the method of distraction control." Ning Fengzhi is a smart man and he figured it out immediately.

At the side, Ning Rongrong was also watching Luo Ling walking slowly down, and she felt inexplicably moved.

Bai Yu has always been the most powerful person among the younger generation of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and she admired him very much, but the person she admired lost so completely.

(End of this chapter)