How could seven lose to two?
How could sixth-years lose to first-years?
"No matter what, we can't find a reason to lose!"
The sixth-year class monitor roared.
They could not lose!
They absolutely could not lose!
"Sixth Soul Skill, Sea Lion Roar!"
Beneath the Sea Lion class monitor's feet, the darkest soul ring lit up.
That was his strongest sixth soul skill,
his trump card.
Sea Lion Roar was a rare sonic attack. After equipping Battle Armor, this strike became even more powerful, but its consumption also increased.
If he had not been backed into a corner, he would never have used it so casually.
But the Sea Lion class monitor could no longer worry about that.
The black soul ring slipped around his neck like a collar as energy gathered in his throat, turning his entire neck pitch-black.
His throat swelled like a balloon as well, accumulating terrifying power.
At that moment,
the other sixth-year students' expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly moved off to the sides.
Clearly, as his teammates, they all knew how powerful this attack was.
"ROAR!!!!!!"
The next instant,
a thunderous, majestic roar burst from the sixth-year class monitor's mouth, like wind and thunder howling together.
Sea lions were lions too,
so it was perfectly normal for them to know a little lion-roaring technique.
"ROAR!!!"
The deafening lion's roar echoed across the entire arena. Before it sounded, Zhuo Shi had already sealed off the arena.
This attack was far too powerful. If its force leaked out, the watching students would definitely suffer massive casualties.
But Ji Fengyu said:
"Louder! I can't hear you!"
Of course, it was not because Ji Fengyu was hard of hearing.
Compared to the Dominating Lion Roar of the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff, this sea lion's cry was practically a kitten's meow.