Barehanded 1 vs. 4

The surface of the arena had been specially reinforced with Soul Tools; even without considering four mere Soul Masters in their twenties or thirties, it would be difficult for even a Soul King or Soul Emperor to damage it.

This happened to be the perfect home turf for Feng Piaoling.

Applying the control principles of his Fire Manipulation Bomb, Feng Piaoling flicked four Earth Escape Talismans, sticking them directly onto the foreheads of Wu Feng, Zhu Lu, Nanmen Yun'er, and Ning Tian.

He dragged their bodies straight into the ground, only deactivating the effects of the Earth Escape Talismans once their heads were exposed.

"What, what is the meaning of this?"

Nanmen Yun'er looked up at Feng Piaoling, who stood before them with a figure that seemed infinitely magnified, her entire being filled with utter bewilderment.

The other three were in the same state; they had only felt a flash of yellow light appear abruptly before them, and before they could react, their bodies had uncontrollably sunk into the earth, followed by an inability to move a muscle.

As a Soul Emperor, Mu Jin had seen clearly what happened, but she had not expected Feng Piaoling's second soul skill to be so terrifying.

It was capable of trapping people within the earth.

If one were careless enough to be caught and buried hundreds of meters underground, even a Titled Douluo might find it difficult to escape.

If things went poorly, they could even be crushed to death by the dense soil and rock.

Of course, a Titled Douluo was no fool; they could easily destroy the yellow talisman attached to them before being buried deep underground.

They might even prevent the yellow talisman from ever getting close to them in the first place.

However, Wu Feng, Zhu Lu, Nanmen Yun'er, and Ning Tian clearly lacked that ability.

Sure enough, after only a moment, the four girls buried in the ground were already struggling to breathe.

Feng Piaoling looked toward Mu Jin, "Teacher Mu Jin, you can announce the result now."

"You have won, quickly... quickly let them out." Mu Jin was terrified that something might happen to them and spoke in a rush.

Hearing this, Feng Piaoling finally controlled the Earth Escape Talismans to raise them back to the surface without haste. Afterward, the four talismans turned into four streaks of yellow light and returned to his hand.

Having survived the ordeal, Ning Tian, Nanmen Yun'er, and Zhu Lu let out long sighs of relief; just a moment ago, they had felt as though they were about to die.

The sensation of being buried underground, enduring pressure from every direction, was truly unbearable—it was no different from being buried alive.

Wu Feng, however, was full of defiance, "No, I don't accept this! He cheated just now; we weren't ready yet."

Looking at the girl who resembled a tyrannical little fire dragon, Feng Piaoling said unhurriedly, "Little girl, if you do something wrong, have the courage to admit it; if you're going to take a beating, stand tall. If you were truly on a battlefield, no one would give you the chance to get ready."

"Of course, if you really aren't convinced, you are welcome to fight me again. If the four of you working together can force me to use my Martial Soul, you win."

"But if you lose, you owe me a Soul Ascension Pill."

A Soul Ascension Pill? Hearing this, everyone in Class Nine felt a wave of speechlessness.

Gambling again? This guy—is he addicted to shaking people down?

"Are you dirt poor or just crazy?" Wu Feng was both shocked and angry; after all, a Soul Ascension Pill was no small matter.

The price was secondary; the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had plenty of money.

The key was that this item could only be obtained within the inner court of Shrek Academy.

Purchasing a Soul Ascension Pill from Shrek Academy meant having to utilize the power of the sect.

"What, are you afraid? Or are you saying that the four of you combined aren't confident enough to deal with me, a man who isn't even using his Martial Soul and is completely unarmed?"

For a woman like Wu Feng, who was all fire and no foresight, a taunt was the most effective method.

"Who's afraid?" Although she said this, Wu Feng subconsciously looked toward Ning Tian, her expression filled with a mix of anticipation and lack of confidence.

"Fine, we accept. As it happens, I am also very eager to witness Brother Feng's true strength. If we lose, I am willing to pay you a Soul Ascension Pill."

Ning Tian agreed without hesitation.

But Wu Feng was not satisfied, "Wait, if we lose, we have to give you a Soul Ascension Pill, but if you lose, what do you give us?"

"A Mysterious Water Pill, is that enough?" Feng Piaoling countered.

"Deal." In terms of value, a Mysterious Water Pill was even higher than a Soul Ascension Pill.

Using this as a wager, their Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect wouldn't be at a loss.

"Then both sides take your positions and prepare to begin." Seeing the two sides settle the wager, Mu Jin suddenly became quite interested.

The reason she had insisted on giving Feng Piaoling special training earlier was because, while his Martial Soul was invincible among his peers in mid-to-long-range combat, he became passive once the distance closed.

If Feng Piaoling could defeat these five without using his Martial Soul, the surprise would be immense.

Hearing this, Wu Feng, Zhu Lu, Nanmen Yun'er, and Ning Tian immediately arranged their formation.

Wu Feng stood in the center as the power-attack Soul Master, Zhu Lu and Nanmen Yun'er stood on the left and right as agility-attack Soul Masters, and Ning Tian stood behind them.

Having learned their lesson, the four did not dare to be the least bit careless.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda Invocation! First: Speed, Second: Relief, Third: Power."

Right from the start, Ning Tian applied three support skills to Wu Feng, Zhu Lu, and Nanmen Yun'er.

Doing this would consume a great deal of her soul power; she could hold it for at most the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

But if they could not defeat Feng Piaoling within the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn, then there would be no need to continue the match.

At the same time, the other three also made their moves.

Wu Feng charged out in an instant, her high red ponytail fluttering as she dashed toward Feng Piaoling at full speed like a cloud of fire.

As her lithe body sprinted, dragon scales appeared, covering half of her frame.

Following that, the two yellow soul rings on her body lit up simultaneously.

Wu Feng knew that with Ning Tian providing full support, she could not sustain the buff for all three of them for long, so she activated both soul skills of her Red Dragon Martial Soul right from the start.

First Soul Skill: Dragon Fire; Second Soul Skill: Dragon Fury.

Intense Dragon Fire burned violently within a foot of Wu Feng's body, and then, under the amplification of Dragon Fury, it rapidly surged and turned dark red.

With a brilliant red light flashing in her eyes, the scales covering half her body grew thicker, and her left hand transformed completely into a dragon claw, reaching straight for Feng Piaoling.

Meanwhile, Zhu Lu and Nanmen Yun'er had also completed their Martial Soul Possession, and the first soul rings on their bodies lit up in unison.

Because they were unsure how long Ning Tian could hold out, and since this soul duel was of little consequence to them—they were more interested in testing their own strength—they chose to play it safe.

They did not adopt the desperate, all-or-nothing stance that Wu Feng had taken from the start.

With sharp blades extending from her ten fingers, Zhu Lu flashed forward, her speed increasing sharply as she left a trail of afterimages behind her, circling around from the left to strike at Feng Piaoling.

Compared to Zhu Lu, Nanmen Yun'er's speed was no less impressive; after activating the first soul skill of her Jade Blue Bird, Jade Blade, her arms transformed into a pair of jade-green blades.

Her body felt light, as if she were weightless, and in just a few breaths, she crossed a hundred meters, arriving in front of Feng Piaoling a step ahead of Wu Feng alongside Zhu Lu.

Zhu Lu swung her sharp claws toward Feng Piaoling's shoulder, while Nanmen Yun'er swung her twin blades in a horizontal slash toward his lower waist.

The two attacked from left and right, one high and one low. Although it was their first time working together, their coordination was impossible to guard against.