The Shock Department Works Overtime: Shrek's Massive Emotional Breakdown
Huo Wu's plan is excellent.
However, the Imperial Fighting Team's reaction made her heart sink.
Faced with Huo Wushuang's Berserk charge, none of the six members of the Royal Fighting Team retreated.
Not a single person's expression changed.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda rose gracefully before Ning Rongrong, its precious light swirling around her.
"The Seven Treasures Famous: first, strength; second, agility; third, spirit; and fourth, defense!"
Four beams of shimmering light— Strength Boost, Agility Boost, Spirit Power Amplification, and Defense Boost— simultaneously shone upon Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.
"Holy crap...!"
Among the Shrek members who had also come to watch the match, Ma Hongjun's eyes widened and he blurted out a curse.
He stared intently at the dazzling, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda on the arena.
"Look at Ning Rongrong's Spirit Ring, yellow and purple, four rings! When did she break through to the Soul Ancestor? She broke through faster than me and Little Ao!"
Dai Mubai's pupils also contracted sharply.
Something's not right.
He said in a deep voice, "Her Soul Power fluctuations are very stable, and even higher than mine. She doesn't seem like someone who has just broken through to the Soul Ancestor."
Oscar's mouth dropped open. "We've trained so hard for so long, and we're still a long way from becoming Soul Ancestor."
"When Ning Rongrong left Shrek Academy, wasn't her Soul Power lower than ours? How did she manage to do that?"
She's taller than him and the fat guy, which is one thing, but how did she surpass Boss Dai?
The three looked at each other in bewilderment.
A complex emotion, difficult to define, surged within me.
Former classmates, now wearing other people's uniforms, stand on the ring, but their strength far surpasses theirs.
It felt like they were saying they made the wrong choice.
Yu Xiaogang's expression was solemn.
He didn't participate in the students' discussion, his gaze remaining fixed on the ring.
"Look carefully."
"Remember every detail of the Imperial Fighting Team's lineup and support system."
"This team is very likely to be our biggest rival in the future."
The mere glimpse of Ning Rongrong's strength was enough to make him take her very seriously.
"Jade Phosphorous Red Poison."
Dugu Yan parted her lips slightly.
A wisp of red mist escaped from between her lips.
The wisp of smoke didn't drift towards the enemy; instead, it surrounded Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, who actively absorbed it.
The stimulating effect of Jade Phosphorous Red Poison is amplified by Ning Rongrong's combined effects.
Their combined power surged to an astonishing level in an instant.
Yu Tianheng's body suddenly leaned forward, his hands gripping the railing tightly in front of him.
"Dugu Yan..."
Upon seeing Dugu Yan again, his emotions were greatly stirred.
The woman he pursued was taken away from him, a source of lifelong pain.
Suddenly, Shi Mo grabbed his arm, his voice filled with disbelief. "Boss, look at that flying thing in the air, isn't that Yu Feng?!"
Shi Mo was also stunned. "Yes, that movement technique, that Martial Soul is Wind Bell Bird, but... but when did Yu Feng become a woman?"
The Bai Chenxiang was currently suspended three meters in the air.
The Wind Bell Bird's wings were fully spread, and its long hair fluttered in the wind.
She was dressed in the Imperial Fighting Team's battle uniform, with a slender figure and a beautiful face.
No matter how you look at it, she is a spirited and energetic young woman.
They were completely different from the lively "Yu Feng Brothers" they remembered.
Osler looked utterly incredulous, his lips twitching several times.
"Yu Feng is a woman?!"
The Shi Mo and the Shi Mo exchanged a glance and simultaneously swallowed.
Never mind all that.
Yu Tianheng suppressed the shock surging in his heart, his voice hoarse.
"Look, both she and Ye Lingling have four Spirit Ring."
"With my perception, I can't even see through their true cultivation level."
He's right.
Although Bai Chenxiang and Ye Lingling only displayed four Spirit Ring.
However, the hidden aura of Soul Power gave people a vague sense of oppression.
It's like the tip of an iceberg showing above the water; its true size is hidden deep within.
Yu Tianheng clenched his fist tightly.
Dugu Yan, Bai Chenxiang, Ye Lingling... these people were once his equals or even inferior in strength.
He has now reached a point where he can no longer fathom its depths.
All the enhancements to the Imperial Fighting Team were completed before Huo Wushuang even got close.
Their teamwork was so seamless, as natural as breathing.
Xiao Wu's gaze never left the roaring flame.
She let out a soft breath. "Sisters, let's finish this quickly!"
Tang San leaned forward slightly, a flash of purple light passing through his eyes.
Under the power of his Purple Demon Eye, he could see every detail on the arena.
Xiao Wu's bending angle, the rhythm of her exertion, and the shift of her weight on her feet.
These fighting styles, which should have been completely unfamiliar, felt strangely familiar to him.
When he saw Xiao Wu again, his gaze followed her slender figure without ever looking away.
Huo Wushuang's single horn charged towards Xiao Wu with the force of burning the heavens.
Tang San's heart tightened, and he exclaimed in alarm, "Xiao Wu, be careful?!"
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Xiao Wu frowned upon hearing the disgusted voice.
And at the last moment, his body inexplicably bent over.
The scorching hot horn barely grazed her waist and abdomen, and the sweltering air wave made her long hair flutter violently.
The next instant, her right leg was already raised.
"Smack!"
A fierce kick struck Huo Wushuang squarely in the wrist.
Already possessing the strength of Spirit Emperor, and further amplified by multiple powers, this was far beyond the capacity of a mere level 42 Soul Ancestor.
"Well!"
Huo Wushuang felt an overwhelming force coming from his wrist.
My entire arm went numb and sore instantly, and my body involuntarily staggered and shifted to the side.
"!!!"
Tang San's pupils contracted slightly.
According to his observation with his Purple Demon Eye, the force of that kick far exceeded that of an ordinary Soul Ancestor.
The Soul Power fluctuations that flashed across Xiao Wu's body in an instant were far more profound than the four rings that were outwardly displayed.
Xiao Wu is hiding her true strength!
Tang San was utterly astonished.
On the stage,
Huo Wushuang hadn't even had time to regain his footing.
"Clap clap clap clap!"
Xiao Wu's Eight-Stage Kick came one after another, and four leg shadows bloomed in the air.
Each kick was heavier and faster than the last, accurately striking Huo Wushuang's ribs, shoulders, knees, and back.
When the fourth kick lands,
Huo Wushuang have completely lost their balance.
The massive body rolled twice on the ring before crashing seven or eight meters away.
The entire audience erupted in uproar.
Huo Wushuang is a level 42 Power-attack Type Soul Ancestor.
The Single-Horned Fire Tyrant Dragon's physique is among the best in its class.
However, in a direct confrontation, he was kicked away by a seemingly frail girl with four kicks.
The opponent even used only their First Spirit Skill.
"Such strong body control."
Tang San murmured, his hands unconsciously gripping the armrests of the seat.
The fluidity and precision of that combo kicks go beyond a simple explanation of Soul Skill.
That's muscle memory honed through countless real battles.
Xiao Wu is much stronger than she was at the Shrek Academy.
It made him feel like a stranger.
Dai Mubai gasped, "Hiss, four kicks sent a level 42 Power-attack Type flying... Just how terrifying is Xiao Wu's power?"
Ma Hongjun was speechless.
He just stared intently at the dazzling arena, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
Yu Xiaogang's brows furrowed even deeper.
The growth rate of Ning Rongrong, Ye Lingling, and Xiao Wu far exceeded his expectations.
The Imperial Fighting Team's training system seemed to be much more sophisticated than he had imagined.