A Firefly's Light, How Can It Compete with the Bright Moon!

Facing the Nether White Tiger's pounce, Lin Yuan advanced instead of retreating. Dragon scales instantly covered his body, and Nine-Colored Flowing Light surged between the scales. His originally slender physique slightly expanded, his muscles bulging, and every inch of his skin exuded an overwhelming physical pressure.

"Good one!" Lin Yuan grunted, his dragon-transformed right hand shooting out, his five fingers like steel claws meeting the Nether White Tiger's massive palm.

"Boom—"

The instant the two powerhouses collided, a terrifying shockwave swept across the entire area, originating from them. The ground of the assessment area cracked like a spiderweb, and debris and dust were flung meters high. The Nether White Tiger's pounce, imbued with the power of its fused Martial Soul, was actually blocked by Lin Yuan's bare palm!

The semi-transparent white tiger palm touched Lin Yuan's dragon-scaled hand. The Nine-Colored Flowing Light and the black-and-white soul power clashed violently, emitting a piercing energy shriek. A trace of human-like shock flashed in the Nether White Tiger's eyes. Its massive body was forced to lean back slightly by the recoil, its front paw unable to advance an inch into Lin Yuan's palm.

"This... this is him tanking a Martial Soul Fusion skill with his physical body?" On the high platform, Du Wilun shot to his feet, his face full of disbelief. Even a Soul Emperor wouldn't dare to directly confront a fusion skill of this level with their physical body, let alone Lin Yuan, who was only a Rank 39 Soul Elder!

Yan Shao Zhe had already put down his teacup, his cloudy eyes flashing with brilliance. "What a powerful physique! This is absolutely not the physique of an ordinary Soul Master. It contains an extremely pure dragon bloodline, and at a very high level!"

On the field, Lin Yuan subtly flipped his wrist, and his Nine-Colored Dragon Power erupted. He not only blocked the attack but also pushed forward, his dragon claws firmly gripping the edge of the Nether White Tiger's palm. "Retreat!" he roared, the sound like a dragon's cry. Lin Yuan exerted force with his arm, actually forcing the massive Nether White Tiger back several steps.

The referee had already prepared to intervene at any moment. Except for a very few individuals, the vast majority of the teachers had not expected such a spectacular scene to appear in a freshman competition. That was a Martial Soul Fusion skill!

The referee had been ready to stop the Nether White Tiger. Although this Martial Soul Fusion skill was powerful, it was far from his own cultivation level. He was confident he could intercept the attack at a critical moment and save Lin Yuan and the other two. But the scene before him completely overturned his understanding. Lin Yuan had clashed with the fusion skill using only his physical strength and even gained the upper hand. Such strength was far beyond the scope of a freshman. He no longer needed to worry about the safety of the three, only needing to focus on maintaining order in the arena.

After being forced back, the Nether White Tiger staggered twice before stabilizing its massive body. The black-and-white soul power on its semi-transparent body fluctuated violently, clearly shaken by Lin Yuan's strike. It let out a deafening roar, its pupils flashing with purple light. Soul power gathered around its body again, and its massive form instantly turned into a stream of light, pouncing at Lin Yuan with even greater speed. Its claws carried the force of tearing space, aiming directly for his vital points.

"How can a firefly's light compete with the brilliance of the moon!" Lin Yuan snorted coldly, several orbs of different colored light appearing around him, representing the eight Authorities he controlled: Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Light, Darkness, Space, and Time.

The next second, these orbs transformed into eight elemental giant dragons of varying forms, circling and dancing around Lin Yuan: the Water Dragon carried surging waves, the Fire Dragon blazed with fierce flames, the Earth Dragon condensed heavy rock armor, the Wind Dragon stirred sharp gusts, the Light Dragon radiated purifying holy radiance, the Dark Dragon was shrouded in devouring black mist, the Space Dragon rippled with waves, and the Time Dragon flowed with a silver-gray halo.

Following this, as the eight elemental dragons circled, their energies began to merge. Water and fire, which were naturally antagonistic, transformed into steaming vapor under the guidance of Dragon God Power. Earth and wind intertwined, condensing into sharp rock blades. Light and darkness intertwined, forming a black-and-white energy vortex. The powers of space and time wove together like warp and weft, firmly locking all the elements.

Lin Yuan raised his hand, Nine-Colored Flowing Light surging from his palm, and he grunted, "Elemental Fusion! Elemental Dragon!"

As the command fell, the eight giant dragons let out earth-shattering dragon roars and surged towards the center. The gentleness of the Water Dragon, the fierceness of the Fire Dragon, the solidity of the Earth Dragon, the swiftness of the Wind Dragon, the holiness of the Light Dragon, the strangeness of the Dark Dragon, the etherealness of the Space Dragon, and the stagnation of the Time Dragon all merged completely under the command of the Dragon God core.

A dazzling Nine-Colored light engulfed the entire arena. Within the light, a giant dragon over a hundred meters long slowly took shape. Its scales were as translucent as glass, each one shimmering with the faint light of the eight elements. Its horns forked like a crown, entwined with spatial folds and temporal fragments. Its eyes were deep, golden-purple vertical pupils, exuding the majesty of a supreme being as they looked down.

At this moment, even the experienced referee was stunned. He didn't know whether to stop this clash. After all, how could victory be decided without a head-on confrontation?

The dragon's roar was deafening. The elemental dragon circled above the arena, its massive body obscuring the sky. The elemental power flowing around it made the air tremble violently. Under the absolute pressure originating from their bloodline, the Nether White Tiger below actually curled up slightly. Its previously ferocious soul power fluctuations instantly became sluggish, and its pouncing momentum was abruptly halted in mid-air.

Lin Yuan hovered above the giant dragon's head, his silver hair dancing wildly in the elemental turbulence. His purple eyes coldly gazed at the Nether White Tiger below, his voice, carrying Dragon Might, echoing throughout the arena. "Martial Soul Fusion skills are powerful, but they also have levels. In the face of true Dragon Might, the so-called king of beasts is nothing but an ant. Farewell!"

Lin Yuan lightly tapped the giant dragon's head. Nine-Colored Flowing Light spread along its dragon horns, and the elemental dragon let out a sky-shattering roar. Its massive dragon claw, carrying the might to crush everything, descended with a boom.

The Nether White Tiger had no room to resist in the face of absolute power. Its semi-transparent body trembled violently under the dragon claw's pressure. Its black-and-white soul power dissolved like ice and snow under a scorching sun. Dai Hua Bin and Zhu Lu's consciousnesses were struck with intense pain in their fused state, and the connection of their Martial Soul Fusion skill instantly shattered.

"Bang—"

The dragon claw grazed the ground and swept past, not directly crushing the Nether White Tiger, but stirring up a violent elemental shockwave. The Nether White Tiger's massive body was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string. In mid-air, it dispersed into a sky full of soul power light spots, revealing Dai Hua Bin and Zhu Lu within, their faces pale and their breaths chaotic. They fell heavily to the ground, their Martial Soul's light completely dimmed, leaving them without the strength to even stand.

The elemental dragon slowly dissipated, and the Nine-Colored Flowing Light retracted back into Lin Yuan's body. He descended, his dragon scales receding, returning to his youthful appearance. However, his silver hair still moved as if in a wind, and the lingering Dragon Might in his purple eyes silenced the entire arena.

The referee came to his senses and quickly stepped forward to check on the two. He then announced loudly, "Dai Hua Bin's team has lost the ability to fight. Lin Yuan's team wins! The champion of this year's freshman assessment elimination round is Lin Yuan's team from Class One Freshman! The freshman assessment is now completely concluded. A freshman assembly will be held tomorrow morning to award the top three teams and to conduct the first-year class assignments."

As the referee's voice fell, the assessment area fell into a brief silence, which was then broken by thunderous applause. On the high platform, Yan Shao Zhe was the first to stand and applaud, his cloudy eyes filled with undisguised admiration. "Well done, Lin Yuan! At the age of eleven, to possess such strength and character, he is truly the best our Shrek Academy has seen in nearly a hundred years!"

Du Wilun followed closely, his gaze towards Lin Yuan completely changed. Although he had previously acknowledged Lin Yuan's talent, he had still categorized him as a genius. Only now did he realize that this young man had long surpassed the definition of genius and could be considered a prodigy. The other teachers also stood up one after another, their applause like a tidal wave. Their gazes towards Lin Yuan held shock, admiration, and anticipation for the academy's future.

Lin Yuan walked slowly to Huo Yu Hao's side and patted his tense shoulder. "It's alright now. He lost."

Huo Yu Hao looked at Dai Hua Bin, who was slumped on the ground in the distance. His clenched fist slowly loosened, and the hatred in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by relief. He took a deep breath and looked at Lin Yuan with gratitude. "Thank you, Brother Lin Yuan."

Wang Dong flew to their side, retracting her Goddess of Light Butterfly wings, a triumphant smile on her face. "I told you we would win! That Nether White Tiger was no match for Lin Yuan, was it?"

Zhou Yi, who had descended from the high platform at some point, hurried towards them. This usually stern teacher was now as excited as a child, hugging Lin Yuan and the other two tightly, jumping with emotion.

The homeroom teacher of Dai Hua Bin's class also came to their side, gently comforting the three. However, Dai Hua Bin's expression remained cold, his gaze occasionally shooting venomous glances at Lin Yuan, his fists clenched tightly. Next time, I will never lose!