"Kid, don't embarrass Old Zhen later!"
Mu Ye patted Wang Chuan on the shoulder. His voice boomed like a bell, but his eyes gleamed with amused anticipation.
He had considerable confidence in Wang Chuan's strength.
After all, over the past few months, Wang Chuan had "ruined" quite a few premium ingredients at the association.
More than half of the medicinal meals prepared from thousand-year Soul Beast essences and rare heavenly treasures had gone into Wang Chuan's stomach.
Combined with Zhen Hua's no-expense-spared investment of resources and personal guidance, Wang Chuan's current physical condition and control over energy were enough to make even Mu Ye, the well-traveled leader of the Body Sect, click his tongue in amazement.
It could be said that Wang Chuan's current strength had been "piled up" with a vast 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 kind of "pay-to-win" development.
On the arena stage, the two sides took their positions.
Mu Ye stood lazily at the edge of the stage and waved a massive hand.
"The match begins!"
The moment his words fell, Wu Duosi's figure abruptly blurred!
Three deep-purple Soul Rings rose from beneath her feet almost simultaneously, circling her body as powerful Soul Power fluctuations instantly spread outward, carrying a sharp, icy aura.
However, Mu Ye merely curled his lip, his expression utterly unchanged.
If this had been before he met Wang Chuan, he might have praised her. "That little girl from the Star Luo Continent isn't bad. Three purple rings, with a solid foundation."
But ever since he had witnessed Wang Chuan's four scalp-numbing black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings—
Mu Ye felt that any so-called genius looked somewhat... lacking in front of Wang Chuan.
This was simply a dimensional gap between a "monster" and a "genius."
"Are you not releasing your Martial Soul?"
Seeing Wang Chuan still standing calmly in place, without even a Soul Ring appearing, Wu Duosi furrowed her brows slightly and asked coldly.
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."
At his words, a flash of anger at being looked down on passed across Wu Duosi's cool little face. She lifted her chin proudly.
"What genius haven't I, Wu Duosi, faced before?"
"So what if you're a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor?"
"I'm not afraid of you either!"
"Confident and ambitious!"
Wang Chuan gave her a thumbs-up and praised her sincerely. Such courage to fear no powerful opponent and dare to issue a challenge was indeed rare among young Soul Masters.
As soon as his praise ended, Wang Chuan lightly stepped forward.
Buzz—
It was as though a boulder had been thrown into a tranquil lake. A terrifying pressure, heavy as a mountain and vast as the sea, suddenly descended!
The first thing to appear was a black Soul Ring, its edges flowing with a dark halo and its depths as profound as night, slowly rising from beneath Wang Chuan's feet.
Wu Duosi's pupils suddenly contracted!
Then came the second, the third, and the fourth!
Four!
A full four black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings, like four gazes from an ancient abyss, surrounded Wang Chuan at the center, radiating immense energy fluctuations that made the soul tremble!
The pure pressure of Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings surged toward Wu Duosi like a tangible tide, choking her breath and making her slender body sway slightly.
At the same time, dazzling seven-colored radiance burst forth from behind Wang Chuan!
A pair of Phoenix Wings, so magnificent they defied description and flowing with seven-colored halos, spread wide!
As the wings gently fluttered, fine motes of seven-colored light scattered through the air, instantly enveloping the entire arena in a gorgeous yet sacred field of light.
It was Wang Chuan's first Soul Skill, the Domain of Five Elements!
"Still want to fight?"
Wang Chuan's voice rang out within the seven-colored domain. It was calm and even, yet carried an indescribable majesty.
Wu Duosi barely recovered from her overwhelming shock. Her little face had gone slightly pale, and her violet eyes stared fixedly at the four black Soul Rings around Wang Chuan and those dreamlike seven-colored wings. Her voice was dry with shock.
"You... you..."
"Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!"
She finally understood why this young man had suddenly claimed first place with only four rings of cultivation!
His first four Soul Rings were all Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings!
What kind of arrangement was this, one that so completely defied the common sense of Soul Masters?
It was simply unheard of, unseen before!
How could someone like this...
exist in this era?
Wu Duosi's heart was filled with confusion and horror. Her earlier sharp fighting spirit melted swiftly before this overwhelming reality, like snow beneath the sun.
She knew...
there was absolutely no way she could defeat such a "monster."
"Still want to fight?"
Wang Chuan asked again, his tone as calm as ever.
Wu Duosi took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the storm in her heart, along with the instinctive fear rising within her.
She, Wu Duosi, could lose. She could be defeated.
But she could never be afraid before even fighting!
Flames reignited in her violet eyes—the pride and stubbornness of a Star Luo genius.
"Fight!"
The single word came out firm and decisive.
The next instant, brilliant golden light and deep black light erupted from her body!
The two lights did not remain distinctly separate. Under her exquisite control, they rapidly blended, finally becoming a strange and noble dark-golden halo that covered her entire body!
Not only that, her body leaned slightly forward, taking the stance of a ferocious beast preparing to pounce.
The light suddenly blazed, and her human form vanished in an instant.
In its place stood a strange giant tiger over three meters long, its entire body translucent.
Self Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Hell White Tiger!
"Roar—!"
Amid the low tiger's roar, the Hell White Tiger's figure suddenly blurred, as though it had merged into the air.
The next second, it strangely appeared less than a meter in front of Wang Chuan. A massive tiger claw wrapped in dark-golden currents, accompanied by a shriek that tore through the air, viciously slammed down toward Wang Chuan's head!
Its speed was beyond belief, as if it had teleported!
However, at the instant the tiger claw was about to touch Wang Chuan's hair—
The space above the Hell White Tiger's head twisted without warning!
Boundless seven-colored elemental power gathered madly, instantly forming the phantom of an enormous hand over five meters in diameter. Its lines were clear, and it gleamed with seven-colored glazed light!
The giant hand appeared without warning, as if it had been waiting there all along. Carrying the radiant might of heaven that suppressed all things, it smashed down at the Hell White Tiger below with even greater speed!
Wu Duosi did not even have time to react before an irresistible force pressed down upon her like a collapsing sky!
Boom—!!!
Amid the deafening explosion, the entire competition arena, reinforced with special alloy, shuddered violently!
Dust soared into the air, while shards of earth and stone scattered in all directions!
When the dust gradually settled, an enormous, shocking crater had appeared in the center of the arena.
At the bottom of the crater, Wu Duosi had already released her Martial Soul Fusion Skill and returned to human form.
Her clothes were torn in several places, blood stained the corner of her mouth, and she lay there with a weak aura.
She was clearly badly injured and had no strength left to continue fighting.
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