Every Imperial Fighter Was a Ring-Defending King, Opponents Became Units of Measure
The match begins.
Shui Bing'er was also afraid of Dugu Yan's poison.
Shui Bing'er proactively created an ice curtain in front of her to form a defense.
Instead of launching a hasty attack, Dugu Yan slowly released the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor Martial Soul.
The giant, emerald-green snake Entanglement around her body.
The snake's eyes overlapped with her pupils, emerald green, alluring, and deadly.
"Your ice screen is good."
Dugu Yan tilted her head. "But it can't stop my poison."
A thin purple mist enveloped her body.
Shui Bing'er's expression changed.
"Spread the word."
Dugu Yan lightly flicked her fingers.
The purple mist instantly spread out, enveloping half of the arena.
Shui Bing'er's ice barrier began to change color and crumble under the corrosive influence of the poisonous fog, and its defensive power decreased sharply.
"Hateful!"
Shui Bing'er gritted her teeth and had no choice but to abandon her defense and retreat to the edge of the arena.
But Dugu Yan gave her no chance to breathe and launched an attack.
In just a few rounds, Dugu Yan arrived in front of Shui Bing'er unharmed.
Long, slender fingers gently rested on Shui Bing'er's shoulder.
"Sorry, you lost."
"!!"
Shui Bing'er stood frozen in place, too afraid to move.
She could feel a faint stinging sensation from her fingertips; it was the feeling of toxins seeping in.
"... I surrender."
Next, one after another, the girls from the Skywater Academy, including Shui Yue'er, came up and were defeated by Dugu Yan in various ways.
Six-game winning streak.
Dugu Yan stood in the center of the arena.
Her long, emerald-green hair fluttered in the wind.
Surrounded by a swirling green mist, she appeared incredibly alluring.
The last contestant from the Skywater Academy stood below the ring, his legs trembling.
"... Um, I abstain."
"Imperial Fighting Team's Dugu Yan defeated six players from the Skywater Academy, with one player forfeiting—Huangdou wins!"
The referee's voice trembled slightly when he announced the result.
The audience was in an uproar.
"Holy crap..."
Ma Hongjun's mouth was wide open, big enough to fit an egg.
"Is this Dugu Yan really this strong? She seems much stronger than in the qualifiers?"
Tang San did not answer, but his brows furrowed even more.
He noticed a detail,
Dugu Yan only used the Soul Skill of three Spirit Ring from beginning to end, without using any more than that.
In other words, she was far from using her full strength.
"Ranking Match 4 - Thunderclap Academy vs. Imperial Fighting Team!"
"Zhu Zhuqing, it's your turn." Xiao Wu patted Zhu Zhuqing on the shoulder.
Zhu Zhuqing got up very quietly and gently.
She walked towards the ring at a leisurely pace, her long black hair swaying gently behind her head.
Lin Qingmo noticed that her eyes were unusually cold today.
"Zhu Zhuqing!" Xiao Wu waved from behind.
Zhu Zhuqing didn't turn around, but simply nodded slightly.
The moment she stepped onto the ring, her entire demeanor changed drastically.
The Martial Soul of the Hell Spirit Cat stirred within her, granting her the keen senses and killing intent of a feline beast.
The student from the Thunderclap Academy who is going on stage is named Lei Dong.
This tall, muscular young man was clearly a strength-type Soul Master.
His Martial Soul is the Thunder Hammer.
"Start!"
Lei Dong slammed his hammer down, and the ground shattered.
But his hammer only hit the floor.
Zhu Zhuqing's figure Gui Mei; she appeared behind him almost in the blink of an eye.
"Too slow."
One claw.
The dark, Hell Spirit Cat's claws slashed across Lei Dong's back defenses.
The immense impact caused the burly man to stagger forward several steps.
"Hell Hundred Claws!"
Zhu Zhuqing gave him no chance to react.
Black claw shadows rained down relentlessly, each strike precisely hitting Lei Dong's weak points: his ribs, the back of his knees, and the hollow of his shoulder.
Within three breaths, Lei Dong collapsed to the ground.
"Next."
Zhu Zhuqing's voice was devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
The second person to come up was Lei Yu, the vice- Captain of the Thunderclap Academy.
The result was the same: two moves.
The third one, one and a half moves.
Zhu Zhuqing stood on the ring, her breathing steady, without even breaking a sweat.
The remaining four students from the Thunderclap Academy looked at each other, and none of them dared to go up.
The teacher in charge sighed, "We're forfeiting."
When he said that, he seemed relieved.
Because at least the trainees won't get beaten up anymore.
"Zhu Zhuqing of the Imperial Fighting Team defeated three players from the Thunderclap Academy, while four forfeited – Royal Fighting Team wins!"
The referee has finished making his announcement.
"Are you crazy?!"
"Four people go up, and each of them will defeat an entire team single-handedly!"
"What kind of Monster are these people?"
"There are a total of 28 people from the four Academy. They solved the whole thing with just four people from those academies?"
The Soul Fighting Arena was completely in chaos.
Amidst the cacophony, a sense of awe permeated the air.
In the stands, the faculty members from various Academy were collectively speechless.
The discussions within the Soul Fighting Arena gradually subsided.
But the oppressive atmosphere did not lessen; instead, it grew stronger.
After four matches, four of the five advancing teams have been completely crushed by Royal Fight.
Only one team remains: Shrek Academy.
Countless eyes in the stands converged on Shrek's rest area.
The atmosphere there was so heavy it could drip water.
Flender sat in a chair with his arms crossed over his chest, his face expressionless.
Zhao Wuji stood to the side, the veins on his temples throbbing slightly.
Yu Xiaogang frowned as he pondered.
All eyes were on the final match.
However, the situation on the ring was beyond everyone's expectations.
Zhu Zhuqing did not step down.
After defeating Thunderclap Academy, she did not leave the ring and return to the rest area.
She stood quietly in the center of the ring.
His cold gaze swept across the noisy audience seats and settled in one direction: Shrek Academy's rest area.
Or more accurately, it's about Dai Mubai.
That gaze was cold, sharp, and devoid of any warmth, yet it carried an indescribable sense of oppression.
The murmurs in the room suddenly fell silent.
Everyone sensed that the girl's gaze held something beyond the competition.
"Dai Mubai, come up here!"
Her cold shout shook the quiet Soul Fighting Arena.
She's taking attendance.
In front of tens of thousands of spectators at the Heaven Dou City Great Soul Arena, he called out a person's name to come up to the arena.
"Hiss!"
Someone gasped, and then the entire audience seemed to be set ablaze.
"She knows people from Shrek?"
"It's not a matter of whether they know each other or not. Look at the way they look at each other, these two are sworn enemies!"
Discussions spread like wildfire.
In Shrek's rest area, Dai Mubai suddenly looked up.
His Evil Eye reflected the figure of the black-haired girl on the arena, and deep within his pupils surged emotions too complex to describe.
All eyes were on him.
Under the watchful eyes of tens of thousands in the Soul Fighting Arena,
That cold gaze from the arena,
The heavy breathing of his teammates behind him.
Dai Mubai slowly stood up.
His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles cracked.
The pupils of the Evil Eye White Tiger collided with the gaze of the Hell Spirit Cat from afar.
Like ice meeting fire, it shatters silently!
But everyone present who knew the inside story could hear it.
This isn't just a roll call; it's a challenge.
In front of tens of thousands of people, the ex-fiancée publicly named and threatened to beat up her ex-fiancé.
Dai Mubai's face instantly turned extremely ugly.
His fists were clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, his fingernails almost dug into his palms, and blue veins stretched down the back of his hands to his forearms.
He knew perfectly well what Zhu Zhuqing was doing.
She wasn't doing it to win.
She's contradicting herself.
To let yourself lose completely, to lose even your dignity to pieces.
This malice suffocated him more than any enemy's heavy blow.
Ma Hongjun and Oscar simultaneously turned to look at Dai Mubai, their expressions screaming "Holy crap!"
Lin Qingmo didn't react much; instead, he seemed somewhat looking forward to this big show.