Gongsun Li's Terrifying Combat Power Sweeps the Arena!

Huo Wushuang, a forty-second-level Assault System Soul Ancestor, had his Martial Soul, the Unicorn Fire Tyrant Dragon, instantly manifest, his entire body swelling a full size.

A layer of dark red scales covered his skin, and scorching flames rose around him.

"First Soul Skill, Wrath of the Tyrant Dragon!"

Without any hint of chivalry toward a lady, Huo Wushuang stomped the ground and launched himself like a cannonball, wrapped in rolling waves of heat, straight at Gongsun Li's face.

That punch carried immense force; even the air twisted from the heat.

On the spectator stands, many timid girls had already covered their eyes, unable to bear watching the cute rabbit-eared girl get sent flying by that blow.

But then.

The expected impact never came.

Just as Huo Wushuang's fist was about to touch the tip of Gongsun Li's nose.

"Late Cloud Fall."

The girl's crisp voice rang out.

The paper umbrella in her hand suddenly left her grip, floating lightly in place.

And her own figure, in an instant, dissolved into an illusory maple leaf, vanishing without a trace.

Bang!

Huo Wushuang's fist struck the paper umbrella.

No, to be precise, it hit the afterimage left by the umbrella.

His fist force sank like a stone into the sea, meeting no resistance, but because he had put too much strength into it, his body stumbled forward involuntarily.

"Oh dear, big guy, where are you hitting?"

A teasing voice came from behind him.

Huo Wushuang spun around sharply.

There stood Gongsun Li, somehow already ten meters behind him, the paper umbrella back in her hand, smiling at him with amusement.

"Teleportation?"

On the VIP seats, Ning Fengzhi's eyes flickered with surprise.

"No, not teleportation."

Sword Douluo Chen Xin beside him transmitted his voice, his tone grave.

"It's Space Displacement. This girl's Martial Soul is unusual... that umbrella is her coordinate."

On the arena.

Huo Wushuang, having missed his strike, was now furious with shame.

"All of you, attack! Don't let her escape!"

The other six members of Blazing Fire Academy moved at once.

Two Agility System Soul Masters flanked from left and right, like twin streams of fire, sealing off all of Gongsun Li's escape routes. Two Support System Soul Masters stood in the back, their Spark Martial Souls flickering constantly, applying buffs to their teammates.

Huo Wu stood at the center of the formation, a cold glint in her eyes.

She didn't rush to act; she was waiting for an opportunity to strike with a single, fatal blow.

"Escape? Why would I escape?"

Gongsun Li watched the charging crowd, and instead of retreating, she took a light step forward.

The paper umbrella in her hand snapped open violently, and the red leaves painted on its surface seemed to come alive, beginning to flow slowly.

"Frost Leaf Dance."

As her second Spirit Ring lit up.

The umbrella began spinning rapidly around her, forming an impenetrable barrier. At the same time, countless maple leaves condensed from soul power materialized out of thin air, like a storm of flying blades, shooting in all directions.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—

The sound of cutting air filled the arena.

The two Agility System Soul Masters who had charged the fastest took the brunt of it.

They had thought their speed would let them dodge the attack easily, but those maple leaves seemed to have eyes—no matter how they twisted and turned, the leaves appeared precisely on their paths.

Rip! Rip!

The sound of tearing fabric rang out.

The two Agility System Soul Masters cried out in pain, several bloody gashes instantly appearing on their bodies. Though the wounds weren't deep, the piercing pain made them freeze for a moment.

In that split-second pause.

Gongsun Li moved.

She didn't use any flashy footwork; she simply threw her paper umbrella again.

The umbrella spun toward the Agility System Soul Master on the left.

The next second.

Her figure vanished again, appearing directly where the paper umbrella had landed.

"Moon Returns to the Valley."

A single kick lashed out.

Before that agility-type Spirit Master could even react, he was sent flying by what seemed like a light, effortless kick, crashing heavily into the railing at the edge of the arena and falling unconscious on the spot.

The entire sequence flowed like water, dazzlingly fast.

"Damn it!"

Huo Wushuang roared and charged forward again.

At the same time, Huo Wu, who had been biding her time, finally found her opening.

"Third Spirit Ability, Repelling Fire Ring!"

A dazzling fire-red ring erupted from her center, expanding outward in an instant, covering the entire arena without a single blind spot. This move had no offensive power, but it forcibly repelled all enemies within range and interrupted their skills.

As long as Gongsun Li was knocked back, Huo Wushuang's attack could follow up and severely wound her.

It was a well-laid plan.

But they were facing a marksman from Jixia.

Facing the howling Repelling Fire Ring, Gongsun Li showed no trace of panic.

"Solitary Wild Goose Breaks the Sunset."

The paper umbrella in her hand left her grip again, but this time, it was thrown backward instead of forward.

Then, her body was struck by the fire ring, and she was uncontrollably flung backward.

"Now! Brother!"

Huo Wu shouted.

Huo Wu understood immediately, and his fourth Spirit Ring blazed to life.

"Fourth Spirit Ability, Tyrant Dragon Roars to the Heavens Strike!"

A massive fireball condensed in his hands, carrying an aura of world-shattering destruction, and slammed fiercely toward Gongsun Li, who was still midair with no way to brace herself.

This was the strongest strike of a forty-second-level Soul Ancestor!

Even a defense-type Spirit Master of the same level wouldn't dare take it head-on.

Gasps erupted from the audience.

Just as everyone thought the rabbit-eared girl was doomed.

Midair, Gongsun Li's lips curled slightly upward.

"You're... too slow."

Whoosh!

Her figure vanished into thin air again.

That terrifying fireball, having lost its target, blasted directly into the arena floor, gouging out a massive crater as debris flew everywhere.

And Gongsun Li had already returned to where she had thrown her umbrella—right behind Huo Wu!

This was precisely what made Gongsun Li so fearsome.

Every time she shifted position, she left an umbrella behind. As long as the skill's duration lasted, she could instantly teleport back to the umbrella's location at any moment.

Unpredictable, impossible to guard against.

"What?!"

Huo Wu felt a chill of wind at her back, and every hair on her body stood on end.

She tried to spin around.

But it was too late.

A cold paper umbrella gently pressed against the back of her neck.

"Big sister, your fire doesn't seem all that hot, does it?"

Gongsun Li's playful voice whispered in her ear.

Before Huo Wu could react, a massive surge of Spirit Power erupted from the umbrella.

"Maple Mark, detonate!"

Boom!

Four layers of passive marks stacked and exploded in an instant.

Though Gongsun Li deliberately restrained the force, not aiming to kill, the immense shockwave still sent Huo Wu flying.

Even the two nearby support-type Spirit Masters, still stunned, were caught in the blast, tumbling like rolling gourds into a heap.

Within a single minute.

Blazing Fire Academy: Vice-Captain Huo Wu, two agility-types, two support-types—all eliminated.