On the training ground, even the breeze held its breath.
As Flender finished speaking, Su Zui gave his wrist a gentle flick and drew all the Soul Power circulating around him back into his body.
The murderous atmosphere that had filled the field vanished without a trace in an instant.
If not for the mess left scattered across the field, everyone might have thought the dozen-odd seconds of fighting had been an illusion.
"Xiao Zui, are you all right?!"
Seeing that the fight was over, Ning Rongrong immediately ran over, the cool morning breeze lifting her skirt slightly to reveal her ivory calves.
Every moment of Su Zui's perilous fight against the four of them had gripped Ning Rongrong's heart.
Even though the outcome had been decided, Ning Rongrong did not let her guard down for a moment.
She reached out with two pairs of fair, delicate hands and felt all over Su Zui, carefully checking every inch of him.
Only after making sure he had no wounds at all did the fear in her eyes slowly recede, replaced by a mix of anger and concern.
"Xiao Zui, you scared me to death! You even agreed to a bet like that—what am I supposed to say to you?"
The more Ning Rongrong thought about Su Zui being attacked from all sides, the angrier she became.
She knitted her brows and vented at a furious pace. "Improving the food in the cafeteria is something the school should be doing in the first place. Why do the students have to fight for it themselves now? Honestly, this is the worst school I've ever seen."
Ning Rongrong did not mince words, letting loose another barrage.
She glared fiercely at Flender. Ning Rongrong had taken issue with the dean's shifty, simian face from the first moment she saw him.
Hearing Ning Rongrong get worked up again, Su Zui hurriedly changed the subject. "Come on, Rongrong, don't be angry. It's perfectly normal to run into danger when Soul Masters fight, and I'm fine, aren't I? By the way, it's already this late. Is Xiao Ling'er still asleep?"
At the mention of Xiao Ling'er, a gentle smile finally appeared on Ning Rongrong's face.
Her eyes curved into crescents as she smiled. "Yes. Xiao Ling'er kept fussing all night. She only climbed obediently under the covers and fell asleep at daybreak. Once she wakes up, we'll take her out to play..."
Su Zui had managed to calm Ning Rongrong down, but Flender clearly had yet to recover from the fight.
He hurried over to the fighting area and carefully examined Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun.
Thanks to the special nature of his Martial Soul, Flender's eyesight ranked among the best on the entire continent.
His sharp, shrewd eyes swept quickly over the three of them like a high-precision scanner.
The next second, Flender's pupils contracted sharply, and towering waves surged through his heart.
The skin of all three was smooth and intact, without the slightest damage to even its surface markings.
Only on the left side of each of their necks were a few hairs that had been cut partway down.
The three streaks of sword Qi had grazed their skin as they shot into the sky, cutting a few strands of hair in the process.
It was one thing for Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, but Ma Hongjun had been flying in the air at the time.
Ma Hongjun had been at least ten meters off the ground, yet Su Zui had precisely controlled his sword Qi over that distance, cutting Ma Hongjun's hair without injuring his body.
Such precise control was simply too heaven-defying.
Su Zui's strength was clearly far beyond anything Flender had imagined.
After all, Su Zui could control his sword Qi to cut the hair of Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Ma Hongjun.
Naturally, he could also control it to pierce their vital points in an instant.
In other words, if Su Zui had intended to kill them, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, and Zhu Zhuqing would already be three corpses.
Flender swallowed involuntarily, his dry throat tightening slightly.
He had never expected that Su Zui had deliberately held back from beginning to end. He had not fought at full strength at all!
A bold thought occurred to Flender: if Su Zui were placed on a battlefield, he would be a killing machine of merciless precision.
Take this comparison.
If Zhao Wuji was something like an artillery emplacement on the battlefield,
then Su Zui was an extremely precise sniper rifle, capable of killing with a single shot at an extraordinarily high level of precision!
In other words, although Su Zui's overall strength could not yet compare to Zhao Wuji's, his speed and efficiency in slaughtering low-level Soul Masters even surpassed Zhao Wuji's.
Fortunately, Su Zui knew exactly where to draw the line and had not caused any bloodshed.
At that moment, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun also came back to their senses. Terror flickered in all three of their eyes as each reached up to feel their own neck.
In that instant just now, they had clearly felt sword Qi whistle past, brushing against their necks.
The sword Qi had probably passed less than a millimeter from their skin.
At that moment, they had all truly felt a bone-piercing chill, the cold presence that belonged to death alone.
Ma Hongjun was so frightened that he collapsed onto his backside. It felt so good to be alive~
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were not much better off. Both were squatting on the ground with their knees drawn up, gasping for breath.
Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun exchanged looks, all feeling as though they had narrowly escaped death.
Though none of the three spoke, a faint bond had quietly appeared in the looks they exchanged.
After all, the three of them could be considered comrades who had gone through "life and death" together.
"Ah... the fight's already over?"
Oscar stood up, his eyes full of surprise.
Oscar had stayed at the edge of the battlefield the whole time, and Su Zui, as agreed, had not targeted him from beginning to end.
So even now, Oscar did not understand what had happened.
From Oscar's perspective, Su Zui had simply stood there without moving. Then Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Ma Hongjun had suddenly frozen in place as though possessed.
After that, Flender had urgently called a halt.
In short, Oscar had been completely lost in the clouds throughout the fight.
"Yes, we lost."
Ma Hongjun let out a long breath, a bitter smile on his face.
The five of them had fought Su Zui alone, yet Su Zui had won in less than a dozen-odd seconds.
For some reason, however, losing to Su Zui had instead left Ma Hongjun feeling as though a great weight had been lifted from his shoulders.
"All right, Oscar, the fight is over. Go feed the Recovery Big Sausages to Tang San and Dai Mubai."
Flender calmly gave Oscar his instructions.
After speaking, Flender tilted his head back slightly and slowly breathed out a long breath of stale air, a jumble of feelings in his heart.
He had originally intended for the Little Monsters to join forces and force Su Zui to reveal his true strength.
Yet in just a dozen-odd seconds, Su Zui had brought the entire fight to an end with absolute speed and strength.
Even though they had not forced Su Zui to reveal all his strength, Flender had formed a rough judgment.
If his expectations were right, Su Zui was definitely an Agility Attack System Soul Master, and he definitely had a particularly high-quality Soul Skill that could boost his speed.
Otherwise, his speed could never have been so heaven-defying.
Moreover, Flender could also conclude that the sword Qi Su Zui had just used was definitely one of his Soul Skills.
Extreme speed, coupled with a sudden method of attack.
This Su Zui was simply a born assassin!
Flender himself was an Agility Attack System Soul Master.
Yet even his speed could not compare to Su Zui's, and Flender had no Soul Skill as elusive and unpredictable as Su Zui's.
So, as an Agility Attack System Soul Master, Su Zui completely outclassed Flender.
The only things Su Zui lacked compared to Flender now were probably Soul Power Level and the ability to fly.
It had to be said, Flender truly deserved his place as one of the renowned Golden Iron Triangle.
After his analysis, he had actually figured out one or two tenths of Su Zui's situation.
And Su Zui's near-ultimate speed had also caused Flender to subconsciously overlook his heaven-defying physique.
Moreover, Su Zui was not an Agility Attack System Soul Master at all. He was a Power Attack System Soul Master through and through.
The reason he had not used a Power Attack System Soul Skill was that Tang San and the others simply could not withstand it.
If Su Zui had actually used his fourth Soul Skill, not one of the six opposing him could have been left breathing.
After all, back in the Star Dou Great Forest, Light and Shadow Douluo had already assessed Su Zui's fourth ring skill.
When Su Zui went all out, the power of his fourth Soul Skill had already reached that of a high-level Soul Emperor's sixth Soul Skill.
Combined with Su Zui's heaven-defying speed, he could now be considered the foremost person below the Soul Saint level.
His only weakness was insufficient Soul Power reserves. If he encountered certain powerful Soul Emperors, he would be at a disadvantage in a prolonged fight.
Seeing that Oscar was still feeding his Big Sausages to Tang San and Dai Mubai,
Flender gave Su Zui a small wave. "Xiao Zui, shall we have a word in private?"