Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

"Mingde Hall, seventh-level soul engineer, Chang Yan."

After witnessing Qian Ran's overwhelming performance, several of the remaining sixth-level soul engineers chose to forfeit outright. Lin Jiayi decided to skip ahead and sent out the seventh-level soul engineers from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy instead.

"Qian Ran."

"Begin the match!" Xuan Ziwen's voice echoed as Qian Ran launched himself forward. His Seraphim martial soul, combined with dual seventh-level soul thrusters, propelled him at a terrifying speed.

Chang Yan's expression shifted slightly as he immediately floated backward, activating a golden shield of radiant light—his eighth-level defensive soul tool, capable of granting five seconds of invincibility. Simultaneously, an array of soul cannons and beam projectors extended from his body, unleashing a torrent of attacks toward Qian Ran.

Having learned from earlier defeats, the academy had equipped its competitors with defensive soul tools far exceeding their actual skill levels. They had realized that to stand any chance against Qian Ran, their first priority was surviving his initial onslaught.

Qian Ran's fist struck the eighth-level shield, dimming its golden glow. However, it quickly regained its radiance.

Still, Chang Yan's face paled slightly as the impact forced him backward. Using the momentum of Qian Ran's punch and the propulsion from his own seventh-level thrusters, he created more distance between them.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As he retreated, Chang Yan controlled his soul tools to fire relentlessly at Qian Ran.

The widespread barrage of seventh-level beams and cannons made it impossible for Qian Ran to remain completely unaffected. Though the attacks couldn't harm him, they were enough to keep him from treating this match as a mere game like before.

Against fifth-level soul engineers, Qian Ran hadn't even bothered to release his martial soul. Against sixth-level opponents, he had simply activated it.

But against a seventh-level soul engineer, armed with an eighth-level defensive soul tool, it seemed he would need to reveal some of his true power.

The greatest advantage of a soul master lay in their soul skills.

Qian Ran's raw physical strength, augmented by his martial soul, was at the level of a Soul Douluo, but only when he utilized soul skills. Without them, his strength was closer to that of a Soul Sage, the limit for his current cultivation stage.

The audience, however, cared little for these nuances. Seeing Qian Ran unable to dispatch Chang Yan as effortlessly as his previous opponents, they erupted into cheers.

The long-oppressed spectators finally saw a glimmer of hope.

So Mingde Hall's seventh-level soul engineers still had what it took!

Even someone as monstrous as Qian Ran was "just" a Soul King after all.

"This is cheating! Using an eighth-level soul tool?" Keke pouted as she noticed the glowing shield on Chang Yan's chest. "If he only had seventh-level tools, he'd be another instant KO for Qian Ran."

"No big deal," Juzi replied indifferently. She had grown numb watching Qian Ran's streak of instant victories.

"True," Keke giggled. "Still, I'm winning big this time. I'm about to strike it rich! Qian Ran hasn't let me down—he's so amazing." She couldn't hide her glee, calculating that her winnings would include over a thousand kilograms of rare metals.

Qian Ran was, without a doubt, incredible.

Luckily, she shared a laboratory with him. Otherwise, a man this exceptional would surely be snatched up by some scheming temptress. After this competition, Qian Ran's popularity would skyrocket—countless beauties would be vying for his attention.

And Qian Ran wasn't exactly known for resisting temptation.

Shaking off her distracting thoughts, Keke refocused on the match.

Meanwhile, Qian Ran had enveloped himself in a shimmering shield, protecting him from the barrage of attacks. It was his soul skill Angel's Shield, capable of withstanding even Soul Douluo-level strikes. Against Chang Yan's seventh-level beams and cannons, it was more than sufficient.

Although forcing seventh-level soul engineers to use eighth-level defensive tools provided some measure of survival, it also drained their soul power rapidly. In practice, the effects of such tools were often less effective than multiple coordinated seventh-level soul tools. Mingde Hall's strategy was to prevent instant defeats, relying on attrition to wear Qian Ran down with their specialized tools.

However, this plan was doomed to fail.

Qian Ran closed in on Chang Yan again. Even without his thrusters, his speed far outstripped that of the seventh-level soul engineer relying on them.

Fixing his gaze on Chang Yan, Qian Ran reached peak velocity. The second soul ring beneath him lit up as the holy power of his Seraphim martial soul surged into his fist. With a thunderous blow, he struck the eighth-level shield again.

The moment fist met shield, the entire Soul Engineering Trial Grounds seemed to dim.

Crack!

The unyielding shield, centered on Qian Ran's golden fist, fractured into countless shards before shattering completely.

His punch landed heavily on Chang Yan's torso, and the divine energy coursed into his body, swiftly dissolving his soul power. Blood spurted from Chang Yan's mouth and nose as his chest visibly caved in.

Clutching his chest, he collapsed to the ground, groaning in pain.

At that moment, Qian Ran withdrew his Seraphim martial soul, replacing it with his second martial soul: the Golden Dragon. This martial soul had only three rings, each derived from a legendary beast—Ice Emperor, Snow Emperor, and Zi Ji.

As he strode back to his preparation zone, the second soul ring and his torso bone glowed brightly. Qian Ran simultaneously activated two ultimate ice domain techniques.

From the Snow Emperor, Imperial Icy Sky: Snow Dance Glorious Sun.

From the Ice Emperor, Eternal Frozen Domain.

The domain techniques, inherited from the continent's strongest ice-elemental beasts, immediately caused the temperature of the arena to plummet by ten degrees.

Not only did the stage itself begin to freeze, but the audience also felt the chill as the cold spread rapidly.

With every step Qian Ran took, the surrounding temperature dropped further.

Within three seconds, the arena had become a frozen wasteland, entirely enshrouded in ice and snow.

-10°C, -20°C, -30°C, -40°C...

By the time Qian Ran returned to his zone, the stage was completely covered in frost, with snowflakes fluttering down like a silent blizzard. The stage had transformed into a forbidding icy realm, one where even sunlight seemed powerless to penetrate.

Compared to the domains Qian Ran had displayed at Shrek Academy, his current prowess was leagues ahead.

Previously, he had only mastered the Eternal Frozen Domain. Now, with the addition of Snow Dance Glorious Sun, his control over the ultimate ice attribute had become unparalleled. The two domains complemented each other perfectly—Ice Emperor's domain focused on crystallization, while Snow Emperor's domain emphasized snow. Together, they created an inescapable, all-encompassing icy battlefield.

(End of Chapter)

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