Ning Fengzhi's killing intent

Ultimately, the match ended with Shrek emerging victorious, much to the dismay of Yin Shu, the team leader of the Blue Tyrant Academy.

When Xue Ye saw Shrek win, his face showed no joy whatsoever; instead, he shook his head in regret. What a promising talent to challenge the Spirit Hall, ruined just like that.

Ning Fengzhi's face grew even uglier. He secretly made up his mind that Tang San was his hope against the Spirit Hall, and he could not let Yu Xiaogang continue to ruin him like this.

The Platinum Bishop Salas was grinning so wide he could barely contain himself.

As for Dugu Bo and Sword Douluo, the former, as one of the instigators of Tang San's fourth Soul Ring after a hundred years, did not show any surprise on his face, and looked like he was sitting on the sidelines. The latter, on the other hand, was purely regretful.

The match between the Shrek Academy and Blue Tyrant Academy has ended; it's now the Imperial Fighting Team's turn to face Elephant Armor Academy.

"Lingling, before the Grand Finals begin, you'll be our Imperial Fighting Team's ace. You don't need to play; just focus on improving your skills."

Ye Qinghe looked at Ye Lingling.

"Yes, Master."

Ye Lingling nodded obediently.

"Uh--" Ye Qinghe's face showed surprise.

Since becoming Ye Qinghe's disciple, Ye Lingling removed her black veil.

Her beauty truly amazed everyone in the Imperial Team. Her appearance was like that of a magnificent goddess from the heavens, stunning everyone. Her waist-length sky-blue hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, and her deep pupils, as bright as stars and the moon, adorned her fair and smooth face. Even her slightly thick and heavy combat suit could not hide her slender figure. Her lips were like cherry blossoms, and her eyes were like autumn water.

Even when Ye Qinghe first saw it, he was stunned for a moment.

Honestly, any man would be happy to have such a beautiful and obedient maid.

But the two were originally friends, so being called "master" in front of everyone was really uncomfortable.

But this little maid was surprisingly stubborn. She would agree verbally, but the next time, she would still call him "master," no matter what Ye Qinghe said.

Well, let nature take its course.

Ye Qinghe sighed inwardly, then stood up and led Dugu Yan, Zhu Zhuqing, Yu Feng, Osler, and the Shi Brothers onto the stage.

Just then, Tang San and the others came down from the Soul Fighting Platform.

Because the Shrek Team's rest area and the Imperial Fighting Team's rest area are close to each other.

The two sides met head-on.

Ye Qinghe's lips curled into a mocking smile. "Tang San, I must say you're getting more and more degenerate. You actually went and tried to absorb the fourth ring of a hundred-year-old spirit. It seems you'll never be able to advance to the Titled Douluo level in this lifetime. You might as well stay behind me for the rest of your life."

"You..." Tang San was so angry that his lungs felt like they were about to explode. His eyes turned bloodshot and he was panting heavily.

[Tang San's resentment +8888888]

Xiao Wu and Dai Mubai, though secretly pleased to see Tang San like this, didn't show it. Xiao Wu feigned concern, comforting him, "I'm sorry, Tang San, it's all my fault. If I hadn't let you absorb that green turtle Soul Ring, you wouldn't have..."

"No... this isn't your fault, it's Yu Xiaogang. He ruined me. If he hadn't made me absorb three poison-attribute Soul Ring, my fourth Soul Ring wouldn't have mutated. It's all his fault."

Tang San blamed all his misfortunes on Yu Xiaogang.

Fortunately, Yu Xiaogang was already being condemned by Ye Qinghe and the onlookers, so angry that he vomited blood and fainted; otherwise, he would have collapsed.

But the other Shrek members were delighted.

"Tang San, you're right. It's all Yu Xiaogang's fault. I misjudged him."

Although Flender didn't know why Tang San's Soul Ring had changed from ten thousand years to one hundred years, he was happy as long as he could help Sister Xiao Wu get away with the blame.

Everyone else nodded in agreement, and for a moment, Shrek was unusually united, all pointing the Yu Xiaogang.

Just as they were united in their hatred of the enemy, everyone's attention had already shifted back to the competition arena.

Ning Fengzhi was somewhat surprised that, apart from Ye Lingling, the Nine Heart Begonia support Soul Master, everyone else on the Imperial Fighting Team had participated. The Sword Douluo beside him transmitted a message to him. "Fengzhi, this year's Imperial Fighting Team is probably unstoppable."

Ning Fengzhi replied with some surprise, "Six members of the Shrek Academy have also advanced to the Soul Ancestor, plus Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, so they might not be unable to defeat us, right?"

Sword Douluo looked solemnly in Ye Qinghe's direction and said, "Ye Qinghe has advanced to Soul King."

Upon hearing this, Ning Fengzhi's pupils shrank sharply. He glanced incredulously at Dugu Bo, who sat calmly beside Xue Ye, his eyes filled with disbelief and a hint of regret. Then, he thought of Tang San's Twin Martial Souls and Bibi Dong's invincibility after cultivating Twin Martial Souls. This regret vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely subtle killing intent.

This young man is not a disciple of Upper Three Sects, yet he dares to think of subduing the Nine Heart Begonia family; his ambition is not small.

In addition, there is Dugu Bo, a Peak Douluo.

Given time, they will surely establish a sect, threatening the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's position in the Heaven Dou Empire and the Soul Master World.

If we cannot recruit them, then we must not keep them.

Quietly, a ruthless plan took shape in Ning Fengzhi's mind.

As Ning Fengzhi pondered this, he saw both sides step onto the arena.

The members of the Imperial Fighting Team are all of normal human build; even the Shi Brothers are only 1.9 meters tall.

However, the seven members of the Elephant Armor Academy were ridiculously tall. The shortest was over two meters tall, and the tallest was two and a half meters tall. Not only were they tall, but their weight was also astonishing. Ye Qinghe roughly estimated that the lightest one weighed over 300 jin (150 kg), and the tallest one weighed at least 500 jin (250 kg).

The moment they stepped onto the stage, the entire arena trembled violently.

"Huyan Li, captain of the Elephant Armor Academy team, with the Martial Soul Diamond Mammoth and a level 43 defensive-type Battle Soul Ancestor, please enlighten me."

The captain of the Elephant Armor spoke in a deep, muffled voice. Surprisingly, he was quite polite compared to his ferocious appearance. He immediately took the initiative to state his Martial Soul and Soul Power Level.

"What a beast in human form..." Ye Qinghe's expression remained calm, but his reply was earth-shattering, "Ye Qinghe, captain of the Imperial Fighting Team, Martial Soul: Evil God Tiger, Level 56 Power Attack System Battle Soul King."

Level 56? How is that possible... The pupils of the seven students from Elephant Armor Academy shrank upon hearing Ye Qinghe's Soul Power Level.

The referee shouted, "You have one minute to summon your Martial Soul. The match will officially begin after one minute."

After a brief moment of shock, the seven members of Elephant Armor Academy quickly recovered, took off their shirts, and shook off their fat. With a loud shout of "Martial Soul Possession," their loose fat flew up and transformed into exaggerated and terrifying muscles, turning into monsters with elephant heads and human bodies.