Easy Crushing!

"Proceed according to plan!"

Having received the order, the Class Four students instantly bypassed Luo Ze, who stood at the front, and directly surrounded Tang Wulin, whose Soul Power was the weakest, in a triangular formation.

"Huh?! Are you trying to eliminate me first?" Tang Wulin looked at them in slight shock.

According to his own expectations, Luo Ze, with his overwhelming strength, should have been their first target. As for himself, he was merely a Level Four Blue Silver Grass Soul Master. In their eyes, he was no different from an easy target.

"You guessed right. Too bad there's no prize!"

"Everyone, attack together! Take out this Blue Silver Grass Soul Master first!"

As he spoke, the three of them rushed forward together and released their Martial Souls at the same time.

Although their quality was ordinary, compared to the incredibly fragile Blue Silver Grass, they were vastly superior.

"Ganging up on the weak? You really think I don't exist?"

With a flash, Luo Ze instantly appeared before Tang Wulin and easily blocked the attacks of all three. The Bloodline Suppression carried by his Kirin Martial Soul revealed itself at that moment.

Among Class Four's contestants, three possessed Beast Martial Souls. To them, Luo Ze's suppression was like an invisible Five Finger Mountain, pinning them down so completely that they could not move.

"Damn it! Take my spear!"

Seeing his teammates being suppressed, the Class Four student with the Spear Martial Soul immediately raised his spear and thrust it forward!

He knew that, against Luo Ze and his top-tier Martial Soul, this strike might be insignificant. But as long as it could lessen the effect of the bloodline pressure, Class Four would still have a chance of winning!

Unfortunately, Luo Ze's Bloodline Suppression was not a soul ring skill, but the absolute control of a superior over those beneath him.

Unless Luo Ze withdrew his Martial Soul, wishing to remove this effect was nothing more than a fool's dream.

The moment he saw the spear coming at him, Luo Ze slowly raised a hand. Just as he was about to unleash his First Soul Skill, he saw that Tang Wulin had somehow already rushed in front of him and forcefully blocked the spear's attack with Blue Silver Grass.

"Brother Luo, leave him to me!" Tang Wulin said.

Luo Ze froze. The gap in quality between Blue Silver Grass and a spear Martial Soul was simply too great. If Tang Wulin failed to block it, his life could be in danger.

But before the match, Tang Wulin had asked him that, if possible, he wanted one opponent left for him to test the results of his recent training.

"Fine, he's yours!" Luo Ze clenched his fist, showing Tang Wulin his approval.

He then turned around and cleared the remaining three people off the stage, leaving Tang Wulin and Class Four's last contestant enough room to fight.

"Bastard! You won't fight me yourself, and you leave behind a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master? Are you trying to humiliate me?!" The Class Four student gripped his spear tightly and roared in fury.

For Soul Masters, being able to fight on equal footing—or facing a stronger Soul Master—was an immense honor.

Not only could it improve a Soul Master's combat experience and personal fighting ability, but fighting opponents above one's level could also bring out a Soul Master's potential.

And Blue Silver Grass was the most worthless and fragile of all Martial Souls. A Soul Master with a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was no different from a useless Soul Master!

"I don't mean it that way. My friend just wants to test the results of his recent training," Luo Ze said slowly.

Tang Wulin took advantage of that opening to circle behind his opponent and use Blue Silver Grass to restrain his hands.

Seeing this, the Class Four student did not panic. With a Martial Soul as fragile as Blue Silver Grass, he only needed to exert a little force to break free easily.

But the result exceeded his expectations.

Not only was Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass not destroyed, but as his Soul Power flowed into it, it became increasingly tough. Like a giant python, it wrapped tightly around its opponent.

"Damn it! Mere Blue Silver Grass thinks it can trap me?!"

The Class Four student poured a massive amount of Soul Power into his Martial Soul and the area around his body. The enhancement brought by his Soul Power allowed him to instantly break free from the Blue Silver Grass.

Cough, cough... The gap in Soul Power is still too great. Tang Wulin clutched his chest in pain, struggling to ease the backlash from the rebound of his Soul Power.

"It's over!"

The Class Four student raised his spear and poured all his remaining Soul Power into this attack.

He knew that Class Four had already lost completely, but even if they were going to lose, he absolutely could not lose to a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master!

The full-force strike of a Level Six Soul Scholar was no weaker than that of a Level Nine Soul Scholar. If it had been any other Tool Martial Soul or Beast Martial Soul, the damage received might have been reduced somewhat.

But Tang Wulin's Martial Soul was the most fragile Blue Silver Grass. Blocking this attack was practically impossible!

Seeing this, Luo Ze prepared to use his First Soul Skill to ensure Tang Wulin avoided all harm, but Tang Wulin refused.

"Brother Luo, please believe in me. I can definitely block it!"

Tang Wulin's eyes held an unprecedented determination, so firm that Luo Ze suddenly felt as though Tang Wulin had become a completely different person.

Tang Wulin stepped forward first and poured all his remaining Soul Power into the Blue Silver Grass. A massive protective net instantly formed across the ground.

For a moment, Luo Ze seemed to see a faint golden glow radiating from Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

The two attacks collided, and smoke immediately filled the arena. The aura released by the clash sent chills down the spines of even the ordinary students watching from the sidelines.

When the smoke finally cleared, Luo Ze stood on the stage completely unharmed, while Tang Wulin had collapsed from exhaustion.

"Class Five wins! Luo Ze and Tang Wulin advance to the finals!"

The referee announced the result. The spectators were stunned, especially by the fact that Tang Wulin's Blue Silver Grass had defeated Class Four's Spear Martial Soul.

"No way! How could Blue Silver Grass possibly defeat a Spear Martial Soul? They must have cheated!"

"I demand that Tang Wulin be examined! I suspect he cheated and took a potion that enhances Soul Power!"

"How could a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul possibly defeat a Spear Martial Soul? Class Four wouldn't rig the match, would they?!"

Everyone demanded that Tang Wulin undergo a physical examination, convinced that he must have used some sort of cheating method!

"Silence! If you have objections to the match result, you may go to the Instruction Office to make inquiries at any time. But let me warn you: falsely accusing a student will result in the school's harshest punishment!" the referee said sternly.

At once, all the students present fell silent. They did not believe the result, but they did not have the courage to challenge the school's authority.

What was more, if their report turned out to be false, they would face Expulsion Punishment!

After the match ended, Luo Ze helped the exceedingly weak Tang Wulin over to a bench outside the competition platform.

"How do you feel?" Luo Ze slowly injected his Soul Power into Tang Wulin's body to help him recover.

"I'm fine. I just ran out of Soul Power. Once I recover some strength, we'll keep going in the next match!" Tang Wulin replied.

"Are you really okay? Don't force yourself in the next match. Class Two also has two contestants, just like us."

"Really. I'm fired up right now—of course we should press our advantage!" As he spoke, Tang Wulin thumped his chest hard to show that he was perfectly fine.

"Alright, then get some proper rest. When the finals start in a bit, you're going back in!"