I Will Dominate This Match!

Over a hundred streaks of sword light, transformed from bamboo swords, rained down.

They had originally only been able to cover a single area.

But with the enhancement of Su Fan's Aperture Leap, they directly covered every area where the opponents stood.

Wherever an Aperture was located, bamboo swords could leap out at any time.

Some came from the front, others from behind.

They came from every direction.

At that moment, Su Fan and Guzhu Jian had surrounded all seven of their opponents.

"This ability is terrifying. The gains he received from absorbing Soul Rings beyond his level are actually this great."

Wang Dong's expression turned grave.

Hearing that, Huo Yuhao turned around and glanced at her.

Wang Dong took the initiative to explain, "The pursuit of absorbing Soul Rings beyond one's level is naturally not just because the colors look better. Soul Rings that break through the Martial Soul's growth-level limit bring enormous improvements to the Martial Soul."

"For example, my Light Goddess Butterfly grows along with my Soul Power. Only at level thirty could I obtain a Thousand-Year Soul Ring and undergo the best possible transformation for that stage. But because I obtained a Thousand-Year Soul Ring at level twenty, I received at level twenty a transformation that would have been the optimal transformation even for me at level thirty."

"This kind of transformation can often improve a Martial Soul no less than a positive mutation."

"This Su Fan has absorbed two Ten-Thousand Year Soul Rings among his four Soul Rings. The power of his soul skills is also exceptionally terrifying."

"Look at where his Martial Soul has condensed. It covers the entire arena, with almost no blind spots. Neither this level of control nor this range is something a Soul Ancestor could possess."

Wang Yan, standing nearby, nodded as well, making note of Wang Dong's earlier special explanation regarding absorbing Soul Rings beyond one's level.

At the same time, he voiced his agreement.

"Indeed. The locations where his Apertures condense seem to follow his will entirely. So far, there appear to be no restrictions. That is the most terrifying part."

On the arena, Su Fan did not feel that he had gone overboard in the slightest.

At that moment, controlling a massive number of Apertures to complete leaps placed enormous pressure on him as well.

Although most of it was borne by the Apertures within his body, weren't those Apertures part of him?

The pressure borne by the Apertures was, in other words, pressure borne by him.

Seeing his bamboo swords cover the entire enemy side, Guzhu Jian understood the power of Su Fan's Leap ability and went all out without reservation.

Every last bit of Soul Power in his body was squeezed out.

He conjured several hundred more bamboo swords.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The rain of swords did not stop.

It continued for a full two and a half minutes.

The Di'ao Team had no ability to fight back at all.

Bamboo swords were everywhere, Apertures were everywhere. The moment they moved, they might instead be leaped away by an Aperture.

That was right. Standing still and defending was actually relatively simple. Even with attacks coming from all directions, they could barely hold on.

But the current situation was that their surroundings could change at any moment, directly leaping them from one place to another.

Originally, twenty streaks of sword light might have fallen around them at once, and they would have prepared themselves. Yet at that moment, they could be leaped away, making their defense completely wasted.

Meanwhile, other teammates who had originally faced few incoming sword lights and had not defended much could suddenly be leaped beneath those twenty streaks of sword light...

The outcome was terrifying just to imagine.

Su Fan controlled the entire field, distributing the pressure among the Apertures within his body while his consciousness overlooked the whole arena.

Through the Apertures, his senses spread across the entire arena as well. Though it was not as absurd as Huo Yuhao's Spirit Detection, which could even see the flow of Soul Power, it still provided him with a full-map view.

With the power of Apertures, he leveraged the entire battlefield and controlled the whole match.

His mind gradually immersed itself in the sensation.

"I will dominate this battle!"

"Heaven and earth are mine to use; all things are under my control!"

This feeling was truly wonderful.

The only unpleasant part was that it lasted too briefly. Two and a half minutes passed, Guzhu Jian ran out of Soul Power, and the Di'ao Team lost its ability to fight.

Those two and a half minutes had already been Di'ao Academy's final struggle.

Unfortunately, it was futile.

Coming back to his senses from that feeling of controlling heaven and earth, a trace of regret flashed through Su Fan's eyes.

"If only I could enjoy it a little longer."

Hearing those words, the host, who had been about to announce the end of the match, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

The Di'ao Captain and many of the fallen team members all shuddered.

Sorry we failed to satisfy you. It was our fault.

The Di'ao Captain was a dignified Soul Emperor, so naturally he had not been eliminated by Guzhu Jian. He had been injured by the combined efforts of his own three teammates.

Su Fan's first wave of leaps had simply been too unexpected.

After successfully advancing to the semifinals, Su Fan did not feel the slightest bit smug.

He looked at his companions behind him, knowing that the upcoming matches were the true key.

They needed to properly discuss their tactics.

Whether it was Sun Moon or Shrek, both had revealed quite a bit of information, so they could conduct a reasonable analysis.

Another two days later, the quarterfinal matches concluded.

The final four had finally been decided: the Shrek Team, the Sun Moon Royal Team, the Star Luo Team, and the Dou Ling Team.

Among the four teams, only the Dou Ling Team had no Soul Emperor.

Yet they had truly stepped into the final four over the shoulders of Soul Emperors.

"The semifinals are next. I wonder what the draw results will be."

At this point, Su Fan could no longer predict the future.

Because things had already diverged greatly from the original story.

He looked toward the podium.

The draw was taking place there.

Very soon, the results were announced.

"The Dou Ling Team will face the Sun Moon Royal Team. The Star Luo Team will face the Shrek Team."

This result made Dugu Jian and the others look rather grim.

Even though Su Fan had displayed an absurd level of battlefield control, they still lacked confidence.

The Sun Moon Royal Team and the Di'ao Team simply were not on the same level.

One Soul Emperor and six Soul Kings.

Their lineups might have appeared identical, but the pressure they exerted was completely different.

Ma Rulong was not only a Soul Emperor, but also a level-six Soul Engineer.

The other Soul Kings were all level-five Soul Engineers as well.

The Soul Tools equipped on their bodies were enough to buy an entire merchant guild.

They were all Gold Soul Coins, so how could you possibly beat them?

Especially since the members of the Sun Moon Royal Team would very likely possess Invincible Barriers.

Furthermore, in order to reach the semifinals, Su Fan had already exposed his Leap ability.

Given the effects of Soul Tools, it was not impossible to counter his Leap ability.

Against Star Luo, they might have been able to secure second place.

Who would have thought they would encounter the Sun Moon Royal Team right away?

Guzhu Jian and the others sighed mournfully.

"Alright, it is time to go onstage. You remember the tactics we discussed, right? You do not need to think about anything else. Just cooperate with me and display your full strength."

Su Fan reassured the team.

At that moment, the host began urging both sides to take the stage as well.

It was the Shrek and Star Luo teams.

Su Fan's group would be in the second match.

"Xiaofan, are you confident?"

Director Chi could not help asking.

Seeing that Su Fan remained composed, a surge of hope inexplicably rose in his heart.

The other team members looked over as well.

Su Fan lowered his head in thought.

He had a chance, but he was not sure whether he could seize it.

What would the consequences be if he took the championship that belonged to Shrek?

Forget taking the championship.

In the original story, when Ma Xiaotao's Martial Soul went out of control on the arena, the Sun Moon Royal Team had a level-eight Soul Tool, the Sword of Judgment, forcibly taken from them.

That alone made Su Fan deeply wary.

So he was waiting for his source of confidence.

The tournament had gone on for so long, yet no one from the Body Sect had approached him. For a time, he had even wondered whether he should take the initiative to label himself as possessing a Body Martial Soul.

There were definitely people from the Body Sect watching the matches.

Could it be that they did not recognize an Aperture Martial Soul as a Body Martial Soul?

"I can only say it is fifty-fifty," Su Fan said.

Hearing Su Fan say that he had a fifty percent chance, Director Chi could not help but feel hopeful.

That was already very high.

"From this point on, you six must cooperate with Su Fan with everything you have."