Qian Renxue took a deep breath and was about to continue speaking when there came a gentle knock on the box door. Oscar said softly, "Let's eat first. You can think it over."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door opened, and a group of beautiful waitresses brought in exquisitely prepared dishes.
Smelling the fragrance of the food, Qian Renxue had no appetite at all. Just seeing Oscar irritated her; she was already full of anger,how could she eat anything?
Oscar, however, seemed completely unaffected. He ate on his own, occasionally commenting that the chefs in his family's restaurant had improved again.
While eating, Oscar looked up at Qian Renxue, who hadn't touched her chopsticks. After thinking for a moment, he picked up a piece of meat and placed it on her plate.
"This one's good. Tenderloin from a hundred-year Red Armored Earth Dragon. Try it quickly,it won't taste as good once it gets cold."
Hearing this, Qian Renxue finally picked up her chopsticks and took a bite, finding it surprisingly delicious.
She snorted coldly. "Hmph! Even if you try to please me, I won't like you. You're insincere and a terrible person!"
Oscar just smiled. "You haven't even gotten to know me yet. Don't be so quick to judge. Maybe after spending time together, you'll realize I'm the man of your dreams."
"Now that I've wrapped myself up and presented myself to you, if you're unhappy, fine,but why are you angry?"
Hearing such arrogant words, Qian Renxue nearly crushed her delicate ivory chopsticks. Her silver teeth clenched tightly, and she was one step away from slapping Oscar to death.
Oscar wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. "Besides, I wouldn't be here if it weren't for the Pope himself summoning me. Otherwise, I'd be busy right now."
Qian Renxue still had no appetite. After a brief silence, she spoke seriously. "I can agree to your request, but on one condition."
Oscar calmly set down his handkerchief. "Go ahead. I'll do my best to meet it."
Qian Renxue said directly, "You and I will fight. If you win, I'll listen to you. If I win, you'll listen to me."
Oscar was briefly stunned for three seconds. He'd expected her to demand something related to his divine inheritance, but a duel? That he hadn't anticipated.
Still, it made sense. With Qian Renxue's talent and confidence, there were probably no soul masters of her age who could surpass her,and Oscar was even younger.
So even if she suspected he'd received a divine inheritance as well, she wouldn't believe he could exceed her.
After all, no matter how talented he was, the years of difference couldn't be easily bridged.
She hadn't wasted a single day in recent years, spending all her time cultivating diligently.
Qian Renxue looked calmly at Oscar, clearly hoping he'd agree.
But knowing his sly and unpredictable mind, he might refuse.
After all, he didn't seem to have any chance of winning.
Even with hidden cards, his odds were slim.
Yet, under her expectant gaze, Oscar nodded with a smile. "Sure."
Qian Renxue's lips curled into a faint smile. "A gentleman's word!"
Oscar extended his palm. "Once spoken, cannot be taken back."
_Clap!_
Qian Renxue high-fived him, then picked up her chopsticks and started eating with satisfaction.
He agreed. Good.
She hadn't been able to think of a way to deal with him before, but now,just by speaking on impulse,he'd walked right into it.
Qian Renxue knew Oscar had confidence of his own, but still,she had innate level-twenty spirit power, was seventy-sixth rank at twenty-six, had a hundred-thousand-year seventh spirit ring, and had absorbed three Angel God artifacts.
What did Oscar have to compare with her?
Even if his talent was slightly higher, she had years of cultivation ahead of him. Balancing those factors, they were at best equal.
And at the same level, Qian Renxue didn't believe she would lose to Oscar.
Oscar, of course, knew what she was thinking. Watching the beautiful angel enjoy her meal so happily, he almost felt sorry for her.
The Angel Spirit was indeed strong,he'd never doubted the power of a god-level spirit.
But he was a ninety-fourth rank Title Douluo. Even if he only used his spirit soul, Qian Renxue stood no chance. A duel? He might accidentally swat her away with one strike.
He only agreed so she could see the gap between them for herself.
And as the saying goes, women admire strength. Rather than threatening her, it was better to conquer her with absolute power.
After all, in the original timeline, this woman had been a hopeless romantic.
If she had to fall for someone, why not him? In looks and talent, he outclassed Tang San by far.
Fight? Then fight.
Fifteen minutes later, Qian Renxue elegantly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, a radiant smile on her beautiful face. "It's best we don't attract attention. Let's go to the plains north of Sunset Forest,there aren't many people there."
Oscar nodded slightly. "Let's go then?"
"Let's." Qian Renxue smiled faintly. "You seem eager."
"When you lose later, don't cry. Even if you do, you can't take it back."
Oscar was speechless. Aside from being love-brained, this woman was definitely narcissistic too.
They hadn't even fought yet,how could she be so confident?
Sure, she had Angel God equipment and a grandfather who was a rank-99 Limit Douluo, but he was a Title Douluo himself…
The two left the restaurant, boarding one of the establishment's exclusive carriages used to transport nobles, heading straight toward Sunset Forest.
Once they were out of Heaven Dou City, Oscar dismissed the driver and continued on foot with Qian Renxue toward the northern plains.
Both wanted privacy; the more secluded, the better.
Qian Renxue spread her two pairs of angelic wings, transforming into a streak of golden light as she soared into the sky.
Oscar unfolded a pair of enormous black wings and followed as a streak of darkness.
With his current strength, his external spirit bone had reached the hundred-thousand-year level. Its boost to his physical ability and power was several times what it used to be.
The Evil God Wings weren't the fastest, but at over a hundred thousand years, they rivaled the flying ability of most Title Douluo-level soul masters.
After they departed, two figures appeared atop Heaven Dou City's walls,it was the twin protectors Qian Jun and Jiang Mo.
Jiang Mo frowned. "Big brother, what's Xue'er doing with that Oscar? She left without even telling us."
Qian Jun glanced at the fading streaks of light. His face remained calm. "Probably didn't reach an agreement. They're going to fight."
Jiang Mo frowned deeper. "Shouldn't we follow them, just in case something happens?"
Qian Jun shook his head. "No. Xue'er isn't stupid. And besides, the Sword Sect people haven't moved."
As he spoke, his gaze shifted toward the Lingyu Restaurant.
On the top floor of the Lingyu Restaurant, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo Chen Xin were tasting newly brewed fine wine.
After sampling it carefully, Chen Xin praised it highly. "Good wine. Refreshing and invigorating,very beneficial for cultivation. Give me some."
Ning Fengzhi raised a brow. "I invite you to drink, and you still want to take some home?"
Chen Xin smiled,it was nothing new to him. "You didn't call me here just for the wine, did you?"
Both looked toward the distant city wall, where four Title Douluo gazes met across the distance.
Ning Fengzhi didn't hide it. "Little Ao is meeting the Holy Maiden of Spirit Hall. I thought you might want to witness it."
Chen Xin thought for a moment. "The widow of the former Pope, Qian Xunji?"
Ning Fengzhi turned his head. "Seems your intelligence network's not bad."
A sharp gleam flashed in Chen Xin's eyes. "Spirit Hall just announced that the granddaughter of the new Pope, Qian Renxue, possesses extraordinary talent and divine blessing, having inherited the Angel God's legacy. She's fated to become the next Angel God, protector of the continent."
Hearing that, Ning Fengzhi sighed. "Qian Daoliu has shown his hand. A visible god of the future,how many will go mad over that? Since the announcement, countless people have flocked to Spirit City to pledge their devotion."
Chen Xin looked helpless. "The Qian family has long basked in divine favor. It's well deserved. Without the Angel God's purification of evil back then, the continent wouldn't be as peaceful as it is now."
Ning Fengzhi nodded. "True. And now, with divine inheritances appearing all over the continent, none of them have the influence that one simple statement from Qian Daoliu carries."
The two men exchanged silent, helpless glances.
Compared to the unseen future, Spirit Hall's visible divine promise was infinitely more appealing.
A soul master certain to become a god,who wouldn't want to stand beside that power?
...
Oscar and Qian Renxue soon arrived at a vast plain. Apart from a few wandering soul beasts, it was deserted.
They faced each other in midair. Seeing the black Evil God Wings behind Oscar, Qian Renxue raised an eyebrow. "An external spirit bone? You're quite fortunate."
Oscar smiled faintly. "When dueling the heir of the sky, not being able to fly would be a real disadvantage."
Qian Renxue smiled charmingly. "Do you think flying is enough? I'll show you who truly rules the skies."
Golden light began to flow over her body, and a massive angelic phantom appeared behind her.
Three purple, three black, and one red spirit ring rose from her body,seven in total. As they glowed, the angelic shadow solidified, radiating holy brilliance like a second sun.
Seeing her seven spirit rings, Oscar raised an eyebrow. So, his butterfly wings had already changed the story,she'd awakened early.
Her seventh ring was already at the hundred-thousand-year level. If she had possessed this power and determination in the original timeline, Tang San might never have beaten her once in ten matches.
Noticing his subtle reaction, Qian Renxue smiled proudly. "Too late for regrets now. For your shameless words earlier, I'll beat you so badly you won't be able to care for yourself."
Oscar realized she misunderstood him.
He was surprised by her strength, yes,but that was all.
Seven rings? She was asking for trouble.
He had no plans to use his Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion spirit,if he did, with all ten-thousand-year and hundred-thousand-year rings, she'd faint before the fight even began.
Instead, he casually took out a sausage from his spirit tool. It was black, shaped like a tiger, with tiny wings and a curled scorpion tail.
Supreme Sausage Spirit, Fifth Ability: Dark Demon Evil God Tiger Whip Sausage!
Seeing the strange sausage, Qian Renxue frowned slightly. "I'll allow you to use external tools. Consider it a small advantage for you."
Oscar calmly ate the sausage. As soon as it entered his mouth, it dissolved into pure energy. His eyes flared with gray-black light, and his silver hair turned completely black.
His aura shifted dramatically. The handsome young man now exuded an ominous, sinister charm. Three purple-black markings appeared on each cheek, and a gray-black king-shaped symbol emerged on his forehead.
Oscar's lips curled in an eerie smile. The aura radiating from him filled Qian Renxue with instinctive tension and disgust.
A violent surge of spirit power burst forth as enormous black wings spread behind him, spanning over eight meters.
From his spine extended a two-meter-long segmented scorpion tail, ending in a deadly barbed hook that gleamed with chilling light.
The malevolent power emanating from it was terrifying,enough to make Qian Renxue's angelic instincts scream to purify the evil before her.
The dark aura around Oscar was overwhelming. The towering three-meter figure before her,was this really the same Oscar from moments ago?
Gone was his gentle warmth. Now there was only madness and darkness. His once calm eyes shone with a predatory gleam that made her feel as though he could tear her apart at any moment.
In his eerie pupils, Qian Renxue's shocked reflection trembled. Oscar smiled coldly. "This isn't an external item. It's my spirit ability,from a Dark Demon Evil God Tiger."
He added that explanation so the heir of the Angel God wouldn't mistake him for a true monster.
Without using his Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion, his fifth ability was still more than enough. After all, at the hundred-thousand-year level, it had evolved tremendously.
As he spoke, the long scorpion tail coiled protectively around him like a black dragon.
"So," he said with a faintly amused tone, "still want to fight?"
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