At this moment, Tang San's expression turned somewhat grim as he looked at Shi Yi in the arena. Having grown up with Shi Yi, how could he not know what Shi Yi's Soul Rings had originally been like? The appearance of a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring could still be considered normal. After all, throughout Tang Sect's history, their predecessors had continuously broken through their limits to create the dazzling treasures of the Tang Sect. But he had never imagined that Shi Yi could even make an already absorbed Soul Ring break through again. That was something that defied all common sense.
No matter what method he used, he can only absorb nine Soul Rings, while I can absorb eighteen. He dared to covet the Tang Sect cultivation method. He must die. Tang San secretly consoled himself.
On the stage, the members of Elephant Armored Academy watched Shi Yi's Soul Rings and felt the immense pressure emanating from his unremarkable body. Their expressions became solemn as well.
Their already massive bodies swelled even further amid their roar of Martial Soul Possession. The loose fat on their bodies rapidly tightened, transforming into exaggerated, terrifying muscles. A layer of dark-yellow keratin emerged over their skin, gleaming with a metallic luster. What made them look even less human was that their noses extended and lengthened at the same time, while their upper lips flipped upward and two tusks, each a full foot long, protruded from their mouths.
Facing an opponent like Shi Yi, the seven members of Elephant Armored Academy stood in a line. Their First Soul Rings lit up simultaneously as they stepped forward steadily, one step at a time. Under the effect of their First Soul Rings, a crystalline sheen appeared over the dark-yellow keratin on their bodies, making each of them look