Ruthless Destruction of Beauty

"Kid, don't you dare embarrass old Zhen later!"

Mu Ye patted Wang Chuan on the shoulder, his voice booming like a bell, though his eyes held the amusement of someone waiting to see a good show.

He was actually quite confident in Wang Chuan's strength.

After all, over the past few months, the amount of top-tier ingredients Wang Chuan had "devoured" at the association was no small sum.

Most of the medicinal meals prepared with the essence of thousand-year Soul Beasts and rare treasures had ended up in Wang Chuan's stomach.

Coupled with Zhen Hua's cost-free investment of resources and personal guidance, Wang Chuan's current physical fitness and control over energy were enough to make even Mu Ye, the well-traveled master of the Body Sect, click his tongue in surprise.

It could be said that Wang Chuan's current strength was entirely "stacked" using a massive amount of top-tier resources.

Unlike Tang Wulin, who relied on the God King-level origin within his body, Wang Chuan's growth was a more direct and efficient form of "pay-to-win" progression.

On the competition stage, both sides stood their ground.

Mu Ye stood lazily on the sidelines and waved a large hand.

"The match begins!"

As soon as the words fell, the figure of Wu Duosi suddenly became blurred!

Three deep purple Soul Rings rose from beneath her feet almost simultaneously, circling her body. A powerful wave of soul power instantly permeated the area, carrying a sharp and icy aura.

However, seeing this, Mu Ye on the sidelines merely curled his lip, his expression completely unmoved.

If it had been before he met Wang Chuan, he might have offered a word of praise: "This little girl from the Star Luo Continent isn't bad; three purple rings, a solid foundation."

But ever since he had witnessed those four scalp-tingling black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings belonging to Wang Chuan.

Mu Ye felt that any so-called genius looked a bit... underwhelming in front of Wang Chuan.

This was a dimensional gap between a "monster" and a "genius."

"Are you not going to release your Martial Soul?"

Seeing Wang Chuan still standing calmly in place without even manifesting his Soul Rings, Wu Duosi frowned and asked in a cold voice.

Wang Chuan smiled, his tone carrying a hint of teasing.

"I'm afraid that if I release my Martial Soul, you won't dare to fight anymore."

Hearing this, a flash of indignation at being underestimated crossed Wu Duosi's cold, delicate face. She lifted her chin and said proudly.

"What kind of geniuses haven't I, Wu Duosi, encountered before?"

"So what if you are a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor?"

"I'm not afraid of you either!"

"Confident and ambitious!"

Wang Chuan gave a thumbs up and offered a sincere compliment. This spirit of not fearing strong enemies and daring to challenge them was indeed rare among young Soul Masters.

As soon as the praise left his lips, Wang Chuan took a light step forward.

Hum—

As if a giant boulder had been thrown into a calm lake, a terrifying pressure, heavy as a mountain and vast as the sea, suddenly descended!

The first to appear was a black Soul Ring with black light flowing along its edges, deep as the night, rising slowly from beneath Wang Chuan's feet.

Wu Duosi's pupils shrank abruptly!

Immediately following it were the second, third, and fourth!

Four!

Four whole black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, like four gazes from an ancient Abyss, guarded Wang Chuan in the center, radiating a majestic energy fluctuation that made one's soul tremble!

The pure pressure belonging to the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings surged toward Wu Duosi like a tangible tide, causing her breath to hitch and her delicate body to sway slightly.

At the same time, brilliant seven-colored radiance erupted from behind Wang Chuan!

A pair of phoenix wings, so magnificent they were hard to describe in words and flowing with seven-colored halos, suddenly unfolded!

As the wings flapped gently, fine seven-colored light particles drifted down, instantly shrouding the entire competition stage in a magnificent and sacred domain of light.

This was exactly Wang Chuan's first soul skill, the Domain of Five Elements!

"Still want to fight?"

Wang Chuan's voice echoed within the seven-colored domain, calm and ripple-free, yet carrying an indescribable majesty.

Wu Duosi barely managed to recover from the extreme shock, her small face turning slightly pale. Her purple eyes stared fixedly at the four black Soul Rings around Wang Chuan and that pair of dreamlike seven-colored wings, her voice turning dry from shock.

"You... you..."

"Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!"

She finally understood why this boy could land at the top of the rankings with only a four-ring cultivation!

His first four Soul Rings were all ten thousand years old!

What kind of configuration was this that defied all common knowledge of Soul Masters!

It was simply unheard of, unseen!

Such an existence...

How could it appear in this era?

Wu Duosi's heart was filled with confusion and horror; the sharp spirit of challenge she had felt earlier melted away like snow under the sun in the face of this overwhelming reality.

She knew clearly...

There was absolutely no possibility of her defeating such a "monster."

"Are we still fighting?"

Wang Chuan asked again, his tone remaining indifferent.

Wu Duosi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the stormy waves in her heart and the instinctive cowardice rising within her.

She, Wu Duosi, could lose, could be defeated.

But she must never be afraid before the battle even began!

Flames reignited in her purple eyes—the pride and stubbornness belonging to a genius of Star Luo.

"Fight!"

The single word was spat out, resolute and decisive.

The next moment, brilliant golden and deep black lights erupted from her body simultaneously!

The two rays of light were not clearly separated; instead, under her exquisite control, they rapidly merged, eventually transforming into a strange and noble dark-gold halo that covered her entire body!

Not only that, but her body leaned forward slightly, assuming the posture of a beast about to pounce.

The light flared violently, and her human form vanished in an instant.

Replacing it was a strange, giant tiger, over three meters long, with a translucent body.

Self-Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Nether White Tiger!

"Roar--!"

Amidst the low tiger roar, the figure of the Nether White Tiger suddenly blurred, as if it had merged into the air.

The next second, it had eerily appeared less than a meter in front of Wang Chuan, a massive tiger claw wreathed in dark-gold currents bringing with it a piercing whistle that tore through the air, slamming down toward Wang Chuan's head with ferocity!

The speed was extreme, akin to teleportation!

However, just as the tiger claw was about to touch Wang Chuan's hair—

The space above the Nether White Tiger's head twisted without warning!

Boundless elemental power of seven colors gathered frantically, instantly condensing into a giant phantom hand over five meters in diameter, with clear textures and shimmering seven-colored glazed light!

The giant hand appeared without any omen, as if it had been waiting there all along, carrying the majestic might of heaven to suppress everything, and slammed down toward the Nether White Tiger below with even greater speed!

Wu Duosi didn't even have time to react, feeling only an irresistible, massive force pressing down like the sky collapsing!

"BOOM--!!!"

Amidst the deafening roar, the entire competition arena, reinforced with special alloys, trembled violently!

Dust billowed into the sky, and debris scattered everywhere!

When the dust finally settled, a shocking, massive crater could be seen in the center of the arena.

At the bottom of the crater, Wu Duosi had already deactivated her Martial Soul Fusion Skill and returned to her human form.

Her clothes were damaged in many places, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and she lay there with a withered aura.

Clearly, she was heavily injured and no longer had the strength to fight.