Fu Hua's Solo Performance

Master and Tang San were furious. The Spirit Hall's actions were despicable, but what could they do? After all, this was Spirit Hall territory.

Jing Ling was startled and at a loss for what to do about this change. Just as he was about to fight Huo Wushuang, the Master suddenly stood up and looked towards Bibi Dong.

"Please wait a moment before the match begins."

The Master's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

Bibi Dong's voice remained calm as she slowly said, "Please explain your reasons."

"My reason is... um! Fu Hua?"

The Master's cold smile faded as he looked at Fu Hua, who had appeared behind him at some point, with one of Fu Hua hands on his shoulder.

"Master, rest assured, I am capable on my own!"

Her simple words exuded confidence and dominance. "I am enough!" It was as if nothing in the world could stop her.

The voice was soft and clear, echoing in the Master's ears. Apart from the contestants, everyone present was a powerful individual, and even the softest voice could be detected by them.

At this moment, their expressions differed, and they were slightly taken aback.

Despite being a woman, her domineering presence is in no way inferior to that of a man.

The Master remained silent; in truth, he was even more reluctant to let her appear.

"Leave it to me!"

He exuded boundless confidence, giving people a strong sense of security. The Master didn't know what to say. He didn't want to admit defeat either, but what he didn't want even more was to be schemed against by others.

The passion of his youth had long been erased by time, but Fu Hua's words at this moment completely reignited the fire in his heart.

Go fight, go snatch, go seize. If you want to see, then let you see. Whatever lies ahead, I will break through it with my own strength.

The other Shrek Seven Monsters Shrek Seven Devils clenched their fists, their eyes blazing, and all looked at Master.

They... didn't want to admit defeat.

The Master sighed softly; he was indeed old, and the future ultimately belonged to them.

"Ascend to power, "Bibi Dong repeated her words once more.

Please explain your reasoning.

This time, the Master no longer ran away. His expression was also ignited by the Shrek Little Monster's passion. His face was no longer stiff, and he looked directly at Bibi Dong without any hesitation.

"We forfeit the first match and will proceed directly to the second match."

The individual elimination rounds still consist of one person standing in the ring, with challenges coming in order. Since Shrek Academy had a bye in the first round, the Spirit Hall Team and the Divine Wind Team will compete first, with Huo Wushuang still standing on the field.

Just like in the first match, the Spirit Hall members announced their forfeit as soon as they entered the arena. With that, what else could be unclear? The Spirit Hall was testing Shrek's limits.

But no matter how much you investigate, they remain fearless, because the person standing on the stage at this moment is enough!

Fu Hua walked slowly and stopped in front of Huo Wushuang. They stood about twenty meters apart and looked at each other. Fu Hua's eyes were calm, while Huo Wushuang's eyes were filled with guilt.

"Please give it your all!"

Fu Hua's words were not derogatory at all; they were just a very ordinary polite remark, neither angry nor sarcastic.

Huo Wushuang fixed his gaze, his eyes serious. Regardless of whether the Spirit Hall was behind him, as Soul Master, he still had to make his mark on the field.

Under the referee's order, "Both sides prepare."

He released his Martial Soul, the Huo Wushuang Martial Soul Possession, which possessed him. His muscles swelled, and scorching flames surrounded him, making him appear like a fire dragon being born.

"The match begins."

The referee finished speaking and had already leaped away.

Huo Wushuang's eyes narrowed, his fourth Soul Ring shone, and then... nothing more.

Huo Wushuang's forward-charging body was instantly sent flying backward, out of the arena area, and the second match ended.

Fu Hua remained standing in the same spot, without moving an inch.

The second match ended so strangely that Xie Yue and Hu Liena's eyes narrowed as Spirit Hall Team.

What just happened? They hadn't noticed at all.

Upon taking the position, Bibi Dong's eyes narrowed as well; compared to Xie Yue and the others, they saw much more.

Just as Huo Wushuang charged forward and reached Fu Hua suddenly raised her knee and flicked her leg, instantly interrupting Huo Wushuang's momentum and sending him flying with the powerful force.

Everything was accomplished in the blink of an eye, no wonder Xie Yue and the others didn't notice.

The group of Titled Douluo in high positions shared the same mindset as her; presumably, only the Titled Douluo present could discern a clue.

"This girl named Fu Hua is very strong, even stronger than the Spirit Hall's Golden Generation," Sword Douluo Chen Xin's voice Sound Transmission, rang in Ning Fengzhi's ears.

Ning Fengzhi nodded; Fu Hua was even stronger than a year ago.

The higher-ups at the Godwind Academy were stunned. They didn't understand why Huo Wushuang had flown back, but no matter what they thought, the competition had to continue.

The third, fourth, fifth, and sixth rounds passed in a row, and the results were as expected. The members of the Spirit Hall Team finally began to take things seriously. Even Xie Yue and the other two, who had previously been indifferent, now had serious eyes and were focused on Fu Hua's every move.

Because in all six rounds, the result was the same: Fu Hua knocked them away. But apart from the top few, no one could figure out exactly how they were knocked away.

Keep in mind that Fu Hua hasn't even used her Soul Power yet, nor has she summoned her Martial Soul.

This is beyond powerful; it's monstrous. So, what level of combat power did she reach after using her Soul Power?

No wonder she was unafraid of the Spirit Hall's conspiracy. No matter what schemes they had, they were useless against her overwhelming strength. This time, the Spirit Hall had truly shot themselves in the foot.

After the seventh match, the scene was completely frozen. Even the Master had not expected that Fu Hua's strength had become so great that she could defeat seven opponents without using Soul Power or Martial Soul.

The last person remaining from the Godwind Academy was Huo Wu, who had not yet appeared. Feng Xiaotian, who appeared before her, was also kicked out of the arena by Fu Hua, even though he was flying in the air.

Even Bibi Dong and the others who had risen to power couldn't see anything amiss this time. Fu Hua remained standing in place, but Feng Xiaotian, who was flying in the air, was genuinely kicked away.

Fu Hua's strength is beyond doubt; even the arrogant Spirit Hall Golden Generation had to be cautious.

I can't see through it, I can't understand it!

On the stage, Fu Hua remained calm and composed, as if she were merely pausing casually. She slightly raised her eyes, glanced at the Godwind Academy, and parted her lips slightly.

"Next"

She would say this every time, just two seconds after each match ended. Although she showed no emotion, it made the Godwind Academy feel immense shame.

It seemed like an unspoken mockery.

The higher-ups of the Godwind Academy looked grim, but they had already agreed to the Spirit Hall's request and were determined to carry it out, even if they couldn't discern the other party's strength.

In the final match, Huo Wu faced off against Fu Hua.

After Huo Wu entered the arena, she did not immediately change her Martial Soul. Instead, she looked at Fu Hua with an expression that was hard to decipher.

"Jingwei, who is she to you?" Huo Wu asked nervously.

I didn't even realize when I had become so concerned about someone's feelings.

Fu Hua raised an eyebrow and glanced at Jingwei in the audience. Feeling Fu Hua's gaze, Jingwei's face stiffened, and she turned her head away leisurely.

Jingwei felt guilty

She hasn't told Fu Hua about the bet she made with Huo Wu in private yet! If Fu Hua found out, she would definitely give her another scolding, so Jingwei is playing the ostrich burying her head in the sand right now.

Turning back to Huo Wu, Fu Hua carefully chose her words before saying, "Family."

For some reason, Huo Wu breathed a huge sigh of relief. Perhaps she wanted to see Fu Hua to get this answer! At this moment, she no longer cared about winning or losing the competition.

Fu Hua's immense strength was already evident to her; she was worlds apart from Fu Hua. So, how strong was Jingwei, whom she called family?

She seemed somewhat afraid to think about it.

A bitter taste rose at the corner of my mouth. It was over before it even began!

"Although I don't know what happened between you and Jingwei, don't worry about it. Just do what you want to do," Fu Hua's voice rang out, cutting off the bitterness before it could spread.

Perhaps she hadn't realized that her feelings for Jingwei were deeper than she imagined.

As the saying goes, those involved are often confused, while bystanders see things clearly. Fu Hua saw a lot with just one glance, just like when she saw Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue.

"We're no longer in the same world!"

"The world's heights are not defined by strength, but by how you limit yourself. Jingwei was simple-minded; she didn't have many complicated thoughts."

Huo Wu's eyes lit up, which meant...

Just be yourself.

After Fu Hua finished speaking, she said no more. The conversation between the two was short, lasting only a few seconds, but their thoughts were churning instantly. Before the referee could announce the start of the match, Huo Wu's voice rang out first.

"I concede defeat in this match."

The scene fell silent again, but upon reflection, it became clear that the opponent's strength was undeniable, and admitting defeat was the only correct choice. Besides, she was still a girl, and being kicked away would be too undignified.

In this round of individual elimination matches, Fu Hua single-handedly swept through to the very end. Some high-ranking members of the Spirit Hall turned extremely ugly, glancing at Pope Bibi Dong before finally concealing the look in their eyes.

With this, the first round of individual elimination matches has come to an end, marking the conclusion of the morning's competition. After the team battles conclude in the afternoon, the final competition will take place tomorrow, where the ultimate champion will be determined through team battles.

The afternoon's match ended without any surprises, with the Godwind Academy conceding defeat, not even showing any signs of having played.

So, once tonight is over, tomorrow will be the showdown between Shrek and the Spirit Hall.

The Spirit Hall was strong, but Fu Hua was even stronger, making the final match the focus of everyone else's attention.

The night is always peaceful, but the Elder's Hall on Heaven Sword Mountain is anything but calm.

The Grand Elder Qian Daoliu still stood alone facing a stone statue, his posture upright and majestic, his eyes compassionate, and six wings growing from his back.

This stone statue has always existed in the Elder's Hall, but not just anyone can see it. Historically, only the Pope and the Virgin Mary have ever been able to enter this place.

However, this place became unknown after the death of the previous Pope.

At this moment, beneath this stone statue, there are two figures: one is Qian Daoliu, and the other is Qian Renxue, whom he had met once in the Taixu Realm.

At this moment, Qian Renxue knelt on one knee, her right hand on her chest, her head bowed, listening to Qian Daoliu's teachings.

"I won't pursue what happened a year ago, but now we've reached a critical juncture, and we absolutely cannot afford any mistakes. Bibi Dong's ambitions are growing ever larger. When she ascended to the Pope, she had already gradually slipped out of our control. Coupled with what happened thirty years ago, it severely weakened our Elder's Hall. Xue'er, I don't want you to follow in your mother's footsteps," Qian Daoliu said earnestly.

His sharp eyes seemed to pierce through Qian Renxue's hidden emotions.

Qian Renxue lowered her head and responded in a deep voice.

Yes, Grandpa.

"I heard that a direct disciple of the Clear Sky Sect has appeared in this competition. Xue'er, do you have any countermeasures?"

"If they can be used by us, recruit them; if not, eliminate them completely." Qian Renxue's expression was ruthless; she was absolutely true to her word.

His decisive and ruthless demeanor was completely unlike how he acted in front of Fu Hua.

Qian Daoliu nodded with satisfaction, his voice trembling.

"How is the investigation into the Soul Master related to that person going?"

"This person is named Crimson Kite, with a strength of around level 50. Her combat power is astonishing, capable of fighting against Spirit Saint. She is currently suspected of being able to fight against Soul Douluo, but I don't know the details after that. She is also a student of the Shrek Academy, and she participated in this competition, changing her name to Fu Hua."

"Hmm, not bad. You can do whatever you want with that disciple from the Clear Sky Sect, but this person must die. I don't want what happened thirty years ago to happen again."

"...yes!"

Figures flashed by, and the Elder's Hall returned to calm once more. Qian Daoliu looked up at the stone statue in front of him with a wistful expression.

"Xue'er, you mustn't let me down."

"Elder, the Holy Maiden has already left."

A shadow flashed by, and a pitch-black figure appeared.

"How's the investigation going?"

"What the Holy Maiden says is true. Crimson Kite has indeed changed her name to Fu Hua and is a member of the Shrek Team participating in this competition."

"Um!"

Only after waving his hand to dismiss the man did Qian Daoliu's expression finally relax.

It wasn't that he didn't believe what Qian Renxue said, but the year that had passed was truly bizarre. Even after searching the entire Heaven Dou Empire, he couldn't find any trace of Qian Renxue, which inevitably made him suspicious.

What happened thirty years ago remains a knot in my heart.

P. S.: Surprised? Unexpected? By the way, how's my writing going lately? No reviews at all, I'm so confused!