Douluo : Capture the goddess starting from peerless tang sect

When Bei Bei was only five meters away from Qian Ran, he leapt into the air, swinging his right arm covered in scales down with a powerful strike. His hand seemed to transform into a dragon's claw, crackling with blue-violet arcs of electricity.

Seeing that Qian Ran was actually going to meet him head-on, Bei Bei's face twisted into a scornful smirk. No one in the outer court could face him in a direct clash.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was no weak martial spirit—it was one of the top-tier assault-type martial spirits in the entire continent!

In this moment, Bei Bei's explosive strength had reached that of a Spirit Ancestor.

Qian Ran moved with unhurried precision, his right fist shining with a golden light as holy energy gathered. He met Bei Bei's strike head-on.

Bang!

Blue-violet electricity clashed with golden light, and the collision of their fists resounded loudly.

Both were forced to take several steps back.

The watching freshmen were stunned. They had thought Bei Bei's strength would easily overwhelm Qian Ran in a single punch, but Qian Ran had held his ground. The crushing defeat they had expected didn't happen—in fact, Bei Bei seemed to be slightly on the back foot.

Bei Bei had initiated the attack and should have held an advantage, but he hadn't been able to press it.

"He's really strong," Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao, and the rest of the first-year students were in awe. After seeing Qian Ran handle a genius within their class that very day, they were now watching him fight an upperclassman on even terms. They didn't know if they were lucky or cursed to be in the same class as such a formidable person.

Tang Ya's eyes shone with amazement, taken aback by Qian Ran's strength.

She knew well how powerful Bei Bei was; he was practically a symbol of talent in the outer court.

Even Xu Sanshi, who would normally stand toe-to-toe with Bei Bei, would only dare to defend himself with his shield against such an explosive onslaught.

Yet Qian Ran was trading punches with Bei Bei, standing his ground without any sign of backing down.

My goodness!

No wonder Qian Ran had so much confidence; maybe he really could defeat Bei Bei!

The man who had brought light into her life had always seemed miraculous—perhaps now he would create yet another miracle.

The top freshman against the top upperclassman!

If Qian Ran won, he would become the brightest star in the outer court, making the other talents in the outer court pale in comparison.

Tang Ya found herself hoping to see Qian Ran's brilliance.

"You've got some skill," Bei Bei forced a smile, though his face looked grim. Qian Ran hadn't been knocked down by his punch. Even if he managed to win today, this fight would be a humiliation.

He had spent four years in the academy, training.

For any typical freshman, even the most talented among them, he wouldn't even need to break a sweat. But Qian Ran wasn't like any freshman he'd ever encountered.

With this kind of strength, he's supposed to be a freshman?

"You're not bad yourself," Qian Ran said, flexing his fist. The divine energy from his Angel's Light dissolved the residual blue-violet arcs left on his fist.

"Too bad—you're still going to lose."

Bei Bei's second and third spirit rings began to glow simultaneously.

The purple, thousand-year third spirit ring shone first, and a low, rumbling sound echoed from Bei Bei's body. He was suddenly enveloped in intense blue-violet lightning, with scales spreading from his right arm across his chest, and his aura surged.

Thunderous Rage.

Then his second spirit ring glowed, and thick arcs of lightning shot out, exploding from Bei Bei's body in all directions.

Thunder Fury.

This was as if Bei Bei were unleashing his full strength! With his aura intensified, the lightning formed into bright bolts in the air, creating a net of thunder around Qian Ran.

By now, Bei Bei was fully treating Qian Ran as a worthy opponent, all trace of contempt gone.

If his attacks were blocked again, he'd become a laughingstock in the outer court.

Combining Thunderous Rage and Thunder Fury, Bei Bei had shown all his cards to end the fight quickly.

"Unfortunately, this isn't enough. Maybe others are afraid of you, Bei Bei, but I'm not," Qian Ran said. Bei Bei's primary attribute may have been Light, but even without attribute advantages, Qian Ran was unphased.

His first spirit ring glowed, and a long sword of divine fire materialized in Qian Ran's hand. This ability increased the purifying effects of his Angel's Light by 300%. For most spirit masters, a single strike from this blade would cause a significant drain on their spirit power.

For evil spirit masters, such a strike would devastate their martial spirit, and unless they were exceptionally powerful, it would even destroy it completely.

The Holy Sword slashed at Bei Bei, and the lightning on Bei Bei's body dimmed significantly, his aura seeming to weaken as if he had lost some of his vigor.

"Shall we continue?" Qian Ran smirked.

Bei Bei's Thunder Fury might usually increase his combat ability by around 50%, but Qian Ran's Holy Sword had neutralized that advantage completely.

Bei Bei could feel his spirit power draining alarmingly fast.

"Damn you!" he roared, gathering all his remaining lightning into his legs. Using the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Bei Bei darted in close to Qian Ran, swinging his right leg in a powerful sweep.

"Oh?" Qian Ran's Six-Winged Angel martial spirit made speed his forte.

Qian Ran evaded Bei Bei's sweep and struck at Bei Bei's left leg, sending him sprawling to the ground.

Qian Ran placed the tip of his sword against Bei Bei's throat, drawing a faint line of blood.

If Bei Bei moved recklessly, the sword could easily slice through his neck.

Bei Bei was indeed powerful, and Qian Ran had to put in some effort to defeat him, but ultimately, Bei Bei was not his equal.

Qian Ran wasn't like Huo Yuhao, who had only been at spirit power level ten when he began acquiring his "cheats," which took time to improve his combat power. Qian Ran, with his abilities, wouldn't lose to Bei Bei.

"Did I lose?"

Bei Bei's eyes went blank.

He had lost to a freshman.

And it hadn't been unfair. He hadn't underestimated Qian Ran and had used his most powerful abilities, aiming to crush Qian Ran and defend his reputation as an outer court talent. He hadn't held back; his only disadvantage had been his unfamiliarity with Qian Ran's skills.

Even if he were to fight Qian Ran again, he doubted he could win.

Qian Ran's strength was undeniable. If he were honest with himself, Qian Ran was the strongest freshman he'd seen in years.

He stood up slowly, his expression hollow. Without a word, he walked away, looking defeated and drained. This loss had shattered his confidence, and Qian Ran's strength had become a haunting presence in his mind.

(End of Chapter)