Douluo: I heard that Disaster is a waste?

Qian Yuehuan looked at Bibi Dong with emotion, feeling dazed and an indescribable emotion spreading in her heart.

The person in front of her seemed to be very nice to her.

Maybe it’s because I’m useful to Bibi Dong.

Once her identity is exposed, she will not be greeted by Bibi Dong's current gentle gaze, but instead disgust, complexity and resistance.

In the afternoon, Qian Yuehuan arrived at the agreed place. There were hundreds of people around watching the battle. A group of people headed by the Great Elder gathered together, and no one knew what they were discussing.

When Qian Yuehuan walked over, a large group of people's eyes were focused on her, and Qian Yuehuan could even hear some discussions about her.

As soon as Bibi Dong arrived, the discussions of the people around her immediately stopped.

Everyone consciously stepped back ten steps to leave enough space for Qian Yuehuan and Yan to fight.

Qian Yuehuan and Yan stood on opposite sides. Although Qian Yuehuan had not yet activated her martial spirit, she always gave people a deep sense of oppression.

Yan swallowed and looked carefully to see a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. For some reason, he could feel that there was something terrifying on Qian Yue Huan's body that could suppress his martial arts spirit.

Bibi Dong waved her hand, and Ju Douluo stood up and shouted, "The game begins!"

Yan shouted loudly, and four yellow and purple soul rings rotated from the soles of his feet to his waist. A hot red light lit up from his body, and the temperature around him rose rapidly. Several cracks appeared on the ground, and magma continued to flow under the cracks.

Qian Yuehuan activated her first martial spirit, and clouds and mist quickly spread around her. Qian Yuehuan retreated and hid among the clouds and mist.

Seeing this, Yan punched the ground with both fists and shouted, "Third Soul Skill, Hellfire!"

The third soul ring on the waist lit up, and countless cracks appeared on the ground. With Yan as the center, the cracks expanded infinitely, flames rose from between the cracks, and the surrounding clouds and mist were evaporated.

There was a flash of pride in Yan's eyes, but when the mist completely dissipated, Yan was a little confused.

Where is the person? Where did Qian Yuehuan, a person of her age, go?

Yan felt a chill on his back and stepped back subconsciously.

A mirror blade emitting cold light fell on the place where Yan had just stood.

Then, countless tiny rays of light flashed in the air, and the lights turned into mirror blades dancing in the air, as if a passionate carnival was taking place.

The second soul ring on his waist lit up, and Yan's second soul skill, Granite, erupted. Several flames flashed in the air, and his body swelled violently, with bulging muscles like granite.

Countless powerful explosions were heard, and the mirror blade was like hitting a solid stone wall. It left a white mark on it before being thrown out.

Yan's martial soul, the Flame Lord, has extremely strong defense. Even Qian Yuehuan's second soul skill, Mirror Blade Storm, has no effect on Yan at all.

The third soul ring on Qian Yuehuan's waist lit up, and a mirror flew into the air from behind Qian Yuehuan. A thin light emerged from Yan's body and was refracted onto Qian Yuehuan through the Mirror of Destiny.

Yan's overall attributes are reduced by 10%, while Qian Yuehuan's overall attributes are increased by 5%.

Yan's figure shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After Yan noticed Qian Yuehuan's direction, his first soul skill lit up and he hammered the ground with both hands.

Accompanied by a roar, countless cracks appeared on the ground towards Qian Yuehuan's figure, and boiling magma erupted from the cracks like a grand spark. The clouds and mist immediately dissipated as soon as they came into contact with the magma, and the air was filled with a hot breath.