Among Support, How Are You So Outstanding?

In the audience stands, most people had their mouths slightly open, utterly stunned.

The air itself seemed to have fallen into an eerie silence.

It was not that nobody knew that, among this year's freshmen, there had been a Food Type Soul Master who had chased an Agility Attack System Soul Master around with a sword in an earlier match.

Moreover, many First-Year Students had heard of it, but very few had actually seen it.

Because Wang Qingya had used her Great Sword once during the Top Sixty-Four matches, and this was only the second time.

Thus, quite a few people believed the rumors were false.

After all, they had not witnessed it themselves, and rumors were always liable to exaggeration.

What kind of Food Type Soul Master could chase down an Agility Attack System Soul Master and beat them up?

That was absurd!

But now, what were they seeing?

That Food Type Female Soul Master was actually charging at a Soul Elder with a Great Sword in hand!

Wasn't that even more absurd?!!!

They were both Supportive Soul Masters, so why was someone from the Food Type so awesome?!

You were only a One-Ring Food Type Soul Master, for heaven's sake!

Where did you get the courage to launch a Direct Attack against a Three-Ring Soul Elder?!

Even if that Three-Ring Soul Elder was also from the Support System, her Soul Power was far higher than yours by a Large Margin!

Among Support, how were you so outstanding?

That was what most of the people in the audience stands were thinking.

However, Wang Qingya on the stage could not care less about what anyone else thought!

After seeing Xiao Xiao unconscious at noon, Wang Qingya had felt more than heartache and worry—she had also felt a deep sense of frustration and anger.

So she might as well vent that anger now.

Ning Tian truly was unlucky to run into Wang Qingya in such a state!

After all, Qingya's Anger Buff was Fully Stacked right now.

Looking at Wang Qingya charging toward her, Ning Tian froze for a moment, as though she had seen something bizarre beyond comprehension.

But Ning Tian was Ning Tian after all—the esteemed Young Master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, a Three-Ring Soul Elder who had seen her share of storms.

Thus, Ning Tian quickly composed herself and stepped forward to meet the attack!

She refused to believe that a dignified Soul Elder could lose to a One-Ring Soul Master!

It was true that Ning Tian was a Support System Soul Master, but it was not as though she could not fight. In this situation, she should be able to win through the advantage of Soul Power alone.

However, when Ning Tian met Wang Qingya's Great Sword head-on, she was shocked!

"So strong!"

That was Ning Tian's only thought in that instant.

She finally saw clearly that the sword was a Level Two Soul Tool!

Its level was not high, but it was enough to deal with a Level 31 Soul Elder!

And that was not even what frustrated Ning Tian most. When she fought Wang Qingya and finally managed to land a punch on her, it was bounced back!

Bounced back!!

Back!!

...!!

Even with Ning Tian's good manners and upbringing, she could not help blurting out, "Fuck!"

The thing that had bounced her back was clearly another Soul Tool, and a Defensive Soul Tool at that!

Was this really a Food Type Soul Master, not a Soul Engineer?

Ning Tian was displeased—extremely displeased!

She could still tell that Wang Qingya was not a Soul Engineer. She was merely a One-Ring Soul Master who knew how to use Soul Tools!

But she was the Young Master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, from a family so rich that all it had left was money. She owned a large pile of soul tools, yet she had not brought any to the competition. How stupid was that?!

Was it simply because most people at Shrek looked down on Soul Tools?

Yet at this very moment, it was precisely because of the Soul Tools scorned by so many at Shrek that Ning Tian had fallen into a fierce battle.

She was being held off head-on by a Level 19 One-Ring Soul Master!

In the audience stands, Mu Jin, Class Nine's Class Advisor, was feeling Mixed Feelings. Ning Tian's trio was her Champion Seed Team!

But the current situation was truly Hard to Describe.

It was not that they were about to lose immediately. Rather, watching a One-Ring Soul Master confront a Three-Ring Soul Elder head-on was simply rather speechless.

And the reason was clearly the Soul Tools.

Mu Jin hesitated before saying, "The Soul Tools used by Wang Qingya from Class One..."

Before she could finish, Wang Yan, standing beside her, spoke up. "That sword is a Level Two Soul Tool, and the Defensive Soul Tool on her body is only Level Two as well. Both are within the permitted limits."

Mu Jin was speechless. She could tell that herself; she just found it absurd. This was Shrek, where Martial Soul Supremacy reigned, yet those Soul Tools...

Wang Yan did not pay attention to Mu Jin's silence. Instead, he looked appreciatively at Wang Qingya on the stage, as well as Zhou Huan, who was gradually gaining the upper hand.

Yes, Wang Yan knew very well that, based on his understanding of Zhou Huan, the fact that the little girl named Wang Qingya was using Soul Tools in the match definitely had something to do with Zhou Huan.

That morning, he had gone to watch Huo Yuhao, who had given him many pleasant surprises. This afternoon, he had come to watch this like-minded friend of his.

Sure enough, Zhou Huan had not disappointed him.

In a corner of the audience stands.

At that moment, a slovenly old man with messy hair found even the chicken leg in his hand less appetizing.

The White-clothed Man standing beside him seemed hesitant to speak, but he finally said, "Elder Xuan, this..."

That slovenly old man was Taotie Douluo Xuanzi.

Xuanzi glanced at the White-clothed Man. "What about it? This old man can see! I never expected that after seeing two decent seedlings this morning, I would find another interesting Little Fellow now—and all of them are from Class One. Zhou Yi is quite lucky."

The White-clothed Man nodded in agreement. However, Zhou Yi was not here at the moment; she had clearly gone to watch that team's Top 8 match from the morning.

After considering it for a moment, the White-clothed Man continued, "That little girl is already using Soul Tools..."

"What, did she break the rules?" Xuanzi asked casually.

"No," the White-clothed Man replied.

"Then did she use the strength of a One-Ring Soul Master to hold off a Three-Ring Soul Elder?" Xuanzi continued.

"Yes." The White-clothed Man's expression was somewhat complicated, but he still said, "But a Soul Master's fundamental strength should come from the Soul Master themself. Soul Tools are ultimately external objects. No Soul Master can become a god through Soul Tools, and if these children become reliant on Soul Tools from a young age, can they still achieve greater development in the future?"

"You make sense. This old man agrees with you too, otherwise I would not have supported your Martial Soul Department." At this point, Xuanzi abruptly changed his tone. "But Shaozhe, have you ever considered that becoming a god is far too distant? Other than the First Generation Shrek Seven Devils, has anyone become a god in these ten thousand years?"

"But... that still cannot mean putting the cart before the horse." The White-clothed Man was none other than Shrek's Martial Soul Department Dean, Yan Shaozhe, a Level 95 Super Douluo and the Bright Phoenix Douluo.

From beginning to end, he had held firm to the belief that Soul Masters themselves were fundamental!

Soul Masters should not rely on Soul Tools.

"Has it truly become putting the cart before the horse?" Xuanzi had not fully figured it out himself, but he saw the reversal happening in the match. "But the three little fellows from Class One are about to win."

"..." Yan Shaozhe.

"Don't forget, the little girl using Soul Tools is a Food Type Soul Master," Xuanzi continued.

"..." Yan Shaozhe.

Ever since that incident more than two years ago, Xuanzi had become far more despondent. He no longer cared much about the ideological dispute between the Martial Soul Department and the Soul Tool Department.

Although he had always supported the Martial Soul Department, he was now seeing a One-Ring Food Type Soul Master use only two Soul Tools to stand against a Soul Elder.

To him, their fight was not much different from a bunch of rookies pecking at each other.

Yet that Soul Tool Great Sword swinging through the air had been deeply etched into his mind.

Xuanzi suddenly felt that people like them had always stood too high above the rest. Super Douluo like them could look down on Soul Tools, but what about low-level Soul Masters at One-Ring, Two-Ring, Three-Ring, and Four-Ring?

For ten thousand years, Shrek had always placed Soul Masters and Martial Souls above all else. That belief was far too deeply rooted.

After glancing again at Yan Shaozhe beside him, Xuanzi knew that although this Martial Soul Department Dean was now somewhat conflicted, he would never abandon the Soul Master ideals he had held all along.

Even Xuanzi himself did not dare say that he had completely changed his views on Soul Tools. What he had just said was merely an emotional reaction to this interesting match.

People were often this contradictory. At certain moments, they would think and even reflect a little, but beliefs and ideals formed over many years were not so easily changed.

Putting aside the ideological dispute between Xuanzi and Yan Shaozhe regarding Soul Tools.

On the stage, just as Xuanzi had said, the tide of battle had indeed turned.

While Wang Qingya used two Soul Tools to battle Ning Tian, if Wu Feng could still suppress Wen Xiaoshuai after losing the support of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, then Nanmen Yun'er was truly falling step by step under Zhou Huan's control.

Having lost her speed boost, Nanmen Yun'er could no longer escape Zhou Huan's Ice Step. Zhou Huan finally found an opportunity to close in, and with a Frost Fist followed by the control of Frost Fills the Sky, Nanmen Yun'er was ultimately knocked off the stage!

Even Wang Yan in the audience stands could not help shouting, "Good!" This earned him a fierce glare from Mu Jin beside him.

But Wang Yan did not care. Only now did he realize that Zhou Huan was not merely excellent at theoretical research—his use of Martial Souls was exceptionally refined as well.

That Frost Fist and Ice Step were clearly not Martial Soul soul skills, much less Self-Created Soul Skills, yet Zhou Huan used them with consummate mastery, greatly increasing his combat power.

On the stage, when Wu Feng discovered that Nanmen Yun'er had been sent flying out, her fury soared as she instantly activated her second soul skill—Dragon's Wrath!

Her combat power rose once more!

Unfortunately, Wen Xiaoshuai also unleashed his second soul skill—Raging Roar!

The two Power Attack System Soul Masters once again fell into a Fierce battle!

However, Wen Xiaoshuai clearly had far more injuries than Wu Feng!

There was no helping it. His Soul Power Level truly could not compare to Wu Feng's; he was a full three levels below her.

Still, he had not eaten the Cabbage Bun yet, because the bun's effect only lasted three minutes. It was not time yet.

On the other side, after dealing with Nanmen Yun'er, Zhou Huan did not pause in the slightest and directly joined Wang Qingya and Ning Tian's battle!

Facing Wang Qingya, who had two Soul Tools, Ning Tian could still fight. She could even rely on her Soul Power advantage to slowly wear Wang Qingya down over time.

But with Zhou Huan added to the mix—a Control System two-ring Great Soul Master—Ning Tian was swiftly eliminated without any surprise.

By then, Wu Feng had only just broken free from Wen Xiaoshuai's entanglement and was preparing to go save Ning Tian.

But it was too late!

There was no need for her to save Ning Tian. Zhou Huan and Wang Qingya, carrying her Great Sword, had already arrived before her!

At that moment, Wen Xiaoshuai behind Wu Feng smiled coldly and immediately ate the Cabbage Bun. He could unleash one final burst!

Yet Wu Feng, now surrounded, had no intention of admitting defeat. It was the final battle anyway. One word—fight!

Unfortunately, Wu Feng did not have the Protagonist Buff. In less than three minutes, Zhou Huan and two others defeated her in a group assault!

"Class One, Zhou Huan Team wins! Advancing to the Semifinals!"

After the Referee announced the result, Wen Xiaoshuai, who had just stepped off the stage, nearly could not stay on his feet. The bun's effect had already worn off.

Fortunately, Zhou Huan supported him from the side, then shamelessly tossed him to Wang Qingya, claiming that injured people should be cared for by the healer.

Looking at Wen Xiaoshuai, covered in wounds, Wang Qingya did not snap back at Zhou Huan this time. Since the competition began, this was the most seriously injured Wen Xiaoshuai had ever been. It showed just how fiercely he and Wu Feng had fought, in a purely brutal clash between Power Attack System fighters.

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