Dragon and Bear Clash, Might Shakes the Entire Field

With Martial Soul Possession active, Zhao Wuji's enormous palm, bolstered by his first soul skill, Immovable King Body, carried mountain-toppling, sea-overturning force as it struck at Ling Yun once more! The power of this slap was worlds apart from his casual strike before. The force of his palm sent dust flying from the ground, while the air let out an overloaded hum.

Every bystander, including Tang San and Xiao Wu, felt their breathing hitch. The full-force eruption of a Soul Sage carried devastating pressure. They had no doubt that if this blow landed solidly, even a small hill would be smashed to pieces!

A trace of satisfaction and vindication flashed through Dai Mubai's eyes. He could practically see Ling Yun being slapped into a pulp. Tang San's pupils contracted as he pushed the Mysterious Heaven Skill to its limit and activated his Purple Demon Eyes, trying to see how Ling Yun would respond. He absolutely refused to believe Ling Yun would sit there and await death.

Faced with this terrifying attack, Ling Yun finally got serious!

"Roar—!"

A dragon's roar seeming to rise from the depths of the soul rang out! No longer was it the subtle fluctuation from before, but a clearly audible roar filled with supreme majesty!

Dark golden light flared brilliantly around Ling Yun! A layer of fine, illusory patterns resembling Dragon Scales faintly emerged over his skin. At that moment, his eyes turned pure gold—cold, majestic, looking down upon all living things!

He used no flashy techniques, merely throwing a simple punch once again! Yet this punch was completely different from before! His fist was wrapped in dark golden light condensed to the extreme. Wherever it passed, space itself twisted slightly, releasing a deep sonic boom!

Chaos Dragon God, first innate origin talent—Dragon Emperor Sky-Shattering Strength! (This was a physical exertion technique Ling Yun had comprehended himself, not a soul skill, but its power far exceeded that of ordinary soul skills.)

Fist and palm collided once more!

BOOM—!!!

This collision was like thunder from the ninth heavens exploding beside their ears! A terrifying energy shockwave spread outward in a ring, blowing the trees around the clearing in every direction. Several applicants standing too close were directly thrown into the air and landed in a miserable heap!

Crack! Boom!

Centered beneath the two of them, the solid ground fractured inch by inch like a spiderweb, then abruptly caved in to form a massive pit several meters wide!

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Under everyone's ghost-stricken gazes, Zhao Wuji's giant, bear-like body in Martial Soul Possession actually staggered back another five steps! Each step sank deep into the ground, leaving behind a pit! His arm trembled slightly, and his face was filled with incredulous horror!

Ling Yun, meanwhile, remained where he was. Only his feet had sunk into the ground up to his ankles. Dark golden light flowed around him, effortlessly dispersing the recoil. His golden eyes calmly watched Zhao Wuji, as if that earth-shattering exchange had been nothing more than a warm-up.

"Impossible!!" Dai Mubai screamed, nearly collapsing. Even after Teacher Zhao used his Martial Soul and soul skill, he had been forced back again?! What kind of monster was Ling Yun?!

Tang San sucked in a cold breath, his Purple Demon Eyes filled with shock. He had seen it clearly: Ling Yun still had not used any soul rings! Relying solely on the power of his Martial Soul's origin and his physical body, he had directly withstood a soul skill from an Assault Type Soul Sage without falling behind in the slightest! This had completely overturned his understanding of the soul master system!

Xiao Wu's face had gone pale with fright. As a soul beast, she felt the Dragon Might emanating from Ling Yun most deeply. It was an absolute suppression at the level of life itself, making her feel fear from the depths of her soul.

"Good! Good! Good!" Zhao Wuji steadied himself. Rather than growing angry, he laughed, saying "good" three times in a row. The fighting spirit in his eyes burned like blazing fire. "It's been years since I've met such an interesting little monster! Kid, you've successfully pissed me off!"

His third soul ring suddenly lit up—a purple thousand-year soul ring!

"Third Soul Skill, Gravity Enhancement!"

An invisible force field instantly spread outward from Zhao Wuji, covering the entire clearing! Everyone felt their bodies sink, as though they were carrying a thousand-pound burden, their movements slowing. This was Zhao Wuji's battlefield-control soul skill, capable of greatly restricting an opponent's speed and agility.

Yet Ling Yun, standing at the center of the gravity field, merely raised an eyebrow slightly. The Chaos Dragon God Martial Soul wielded the laws of strength and possessed an innate resistance to changes in gravity. This gravity field, enough to leave ordinary Soul Ancestors unable to take a single step, only added a little burden to him.

"Is this all?" Ling Yun asked indifferently, his voice still clear within the gravity field.

Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank. He had not expected Gravity Enhancement to have so little effect on Ling Yun. He hesitated no longer. His fifth soul ring, that profound black ten-thousand-year soul ring, suddenly flashed!

"Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Crush!"

Even stronger gravity pressed madly toward Ling Yun from every direction, as if it intended to grind him into pulp! At the same time, Zhao Wuji's enormous body moved. Like an out-of-control war chariot, carrying the momentum to crush everything in its path, he charged toward Ling Yun! He intended to use absolute power to suppress Ling Yun completely!

Facing the terrifying pressure from all sides and Zhao Wuji's charge, golden light flared in Ling Yun's eyes! He took a deep breath, and the blood and vital energy within him surged and roared like mighty rivers! The dark golden phantom of Dragon Scales became even more solid!

He no longer defended passively. Instead, he took the initiative!

He stomped down hard, blasting a deep crater into the ground. Ling Yun transformed into a streak of dark golden light and charged directly at Zhao Wuji against the powerful gravity field! He moved so quickly that an afterimage trailed behind him!

"Come fight!"

Amid his roar, Ling Yun threw both fists forward. Dark golden light condensed around his fists into two savage dragon head phantoms, carrying the will to tear apart everything as they fiercely slammed toward Zhao Wuji's chest!

Zhao Wuji had not expected Ling Yun to erupt with such speed even under Gravity Crush, much less that he would dare attack his vital point directly! He roared, stacking his palms together as Soul Power surged wildly toward Ling Yun's dragon fists!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In the arena, one golden and one white figure exchanged blows frantically at speeds too fast for the naked eye to follow! The explosive crashes of fist meeting palm were like endless thunder, making everyone's eardrums ache! A terrifying energy storm swept in all directions, filling the air with dust and making the two figures nearly impossible to see. All that could be seen were the constantly flashing lights of soul skills and the chilling dark golden dragon shadow!

Everyone stared in dumbfounded shock, their minds reeling. How was this an assessment? This was clearly a life-or-death battle between two peak experts! That boy named Ling Yun, at only eleven years old, without using a single soul ring, had relied solely on his Martial Soul's origin and physical body to fight a Soul Sage going all out to this extent!

Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms. He had once believed himself to be a genius. With the Tang Sect's secret arts and Twin Martial Souls, or so he believed, he was destined to stand at the pinnacle of the continent in the future. But Ling Yun before him was like an insurmountable mountain, ruthlessly shattering his pride. An unprecedented sense of frustration and urgency welled up in his heart.

Xiao Wu watched the battlefield with concern. She hoped Ling Yun would win, yet also worried that Teacher Zhao would be hurt. Her feelings were complicated.

Dai Mubai and the other senior students were completely dumbstruck, their worldview shattered beyond recognition.

The incense had long since burned out, but who still remembered the assessment's time limit now?

After who knew how many exchanges, a world-shaking boom and a muffled grunt rang out from the field!

The dust filling the sky slowly dispersed.

At the center of the field was a huge crater. Zhao Wuji stood at its edge, his clothes somewhat disheveled and his breathing slightly hurried, his chest rising and falling. Clearly, he had expended quite a bit. Yet the gaze he directed into the pit was filled with complex emotions—shock, appreciation, and the excitement of encountering a worthy opponent.

At the bottom of the crater, Ling Yun knelt on one knee. A trickle of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth (the origin of the Dragon God Martial Soul was unique), and his clothes were torn in many places, revealing skin beneath that gleamed with dark golden luster. He looked somewhat battered, and his aura had become considerably more disordered.

After all, his true Soul Power Level at present (by the Douluo system, roughly equivalent to over level thirty, though its quality was extremely high) was vastly inferior to Zhao Wuji's. Reaching this point had depended entirely on the overwhelming nature of the Chaos Dragon God Martial Soul and the continuous recovery of the Nine-Heart Begonia Emperor.

Yet his golden eyes still shone as brightly as stars, his fighting spirit growing rather than diminishing! He slowly rose to his feet, wiped the blood from his mouth, looked at Zhao Wuji, and suddenly smiled.

"Teacher Zhao, your reputation is indeed well deserved. The warm-up is over. Next, I'm getting serious."

What?! That had only been a warm-up?!

Everyone felt their scalps go numb!

Zhao Wuji was stunned as well, then burst into booming laughter that shook the surroundings. "Good kid! Whatever else you've got, bring it out! I'll accompany you to the end today!"

Ling Yun took a deep breath, his gaze becoming incomparably focused. He raised both hands at once.

In his right hand, dark golden light gathered, Dragon Might surging forth.

In his left hand, emerald radiance blossomed, overflowing with vitality.

The Chaos Dragon God and the Nine-Heart Begonia Emperor—two god-tier Martial Souls—were finally about to reveal, before the world, for the first time, their true power in complementing one another!

The skies above Shrek Academy changed as wind and clouds stirred!