Not Enough, Not Enough, Still Not Enough!

Faced with such an overwhelming offensive, an ordinary Soul Elder would probably have panicked long ago.

But Dai Huabin stood where he was without even blinking.

A faint golden glow surfaced in his dual pupils. It was the sign of his spiritual power operating at full capacity.

In his eyes, Wu Feng's seemingly swift fists had become incomparably slow. Nanmen Yun'er's movements were even clearer, and he instantly calculated the landing points of every chaotic soul skill coming from behind them.

"First Soul Skill, White Tiger Protection Barrier!"

A milky-white shield instantly rose and enveloped Dai Huabin.

Bang!

Wu Feng's fist slammed heavily into the shield, scattering flames everywhere. Yet it only sent a ripple across the barrier.

"How is that possible?!" Wu Feng's eyes widened.

She had the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's enhancement!

With that punch, even a defense-type Soul Master of the same level should have been forced back two steps. How could Dai Huabin remain completely unmoved?

"Too slow."

Dai Huabin gave a cold smile, still finding the leisure to offer a critique.

The next second, his Third Soul Ring flashed.

"Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

Roar!

Dai Huabin's body swelled again. His originally pale fur turned into dazzling gold, and all his attributes instantly surged by one hundred percent!

Combined with the White Tiger Protection Barrier's fifty-percent defensive boost, he was practically a humanoid tank.

Clang!

Nanmen Yun'er's Jade Blade struck Dai Huabin's shoulder and actually produced a sharp metallic clang. It did not even break his skin, while the impact numbed her hand so badly that she nearly lost her grip on the blade.

"Th-this kind of defense is monstrous!" Nanmen Yun'er retreated in horror.

"You're scared already?"

A fierce glint flashed through Dai Huabin's eyes as he suddenly opened his mouth.

"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"

A thick milky-white beam erupted from his mouth. Instead of attacking Wu Feng or Nanmen Yun'er, it blasted directly into the center of the crowd behind them, who were preparing to unleash a second wave of soul skills.

Boom!

With a deafening explosion, several unlucky students were blown into the air, and the tightly packed formation was instantly ripped open.

"Lulu, move!"

The moment Dai Huabin tore open their defense, a black phantom sprang into action.

Zhu Lu had been waiting for this opportunity.

Her figure flashed, and she nearly skimmed across the ground. She was so fast that only a string of afterimages could be seen.

"First Soul Skill, Hell Stab!"

Her claws extended, carrying a chilling ghostly gleam. Like a sharp blade, Zhu Lu plunged fiercely into the enemy's chaotic formation.

Pfft! Pfft!

The students who had just been dazed by the White Tiger Intense Light Wave had not even reacted before Zhu Lu's claws struck their chests. She had held back and did not deal lethal blows, but the pain still made them scream miserably as they instantly lost their ability to fight.

"Stop her! Stop her now!"

Someone shouted in panic.

But Zhu Lu was like an elf dancing upon a blade's edge. Her movements were incredibly elusive, always allowing her to narrowly evade attacks a second before they landed.

"Second Soul Skill, Hell Hundred Claws!"

At that moment, Zhu Lu seemed to transform into a thousand-armed goddess, as claw shadows filled the sky and enveloped five or six One-Ring Soul Masters around her.

A rapid series of slaps rang out, and those students were like delicate flowers battered by a storm. One after another, they clutched their arms and legs as they were sent flying off the arena.

In less than half a minute, the enemy had lost a third of their numbers.

Du Weilun watched from below the stage and nodded to himself.

Although Zhu Lu's Soul Power Level was lower than Dai Huabin's, her combat awareness and ruthless decisiveness marked her as an exceptional agility-attack-type talent.

The two of them working together were simply a textbook example of "the frontliner draws aggro while the assassin cuts down the backline."

"Damn it! Ignore that girl and deal with Dai Huabin first! As long as we take down Dai Huabin, Zhu Lu is nothing to fear!"

Ning Tian realized that the situation was turning against them and immediately changed tactics.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in her hand shone even more brilliantly, to the point that she was beginning to overdraw her Soul Power.

"Wu Feng, give it everything you have! Yun'er, stop holding back!"

Roar!

Wu Feng let out an angry roar, and her Second Soul Ring suddenly lit up.

"Second Soul Skill, Dragon's Fury!"

The scales covering her body turned dark red, her frame rapidly expanded, and a violent draconic pressure spread outward.

Under Dragon's Fury, both her attack power and the might of her soul skills increased greatly.

"Get down!"

Wu Feng completely disregarded defense and charged at Dai Huabin like a madwoman. Her dragon claws tore through the air with a piercing shriek as they went straight for his throat.

On the other side, Nanmen Yun'er also went all out.

"Second Soul Skill, Jade Slash!"

Her two Jade Blades merged into one, transforming into a massive jade-green blade of light that slashed viciously toward Dai Huabin's back.

And that was not all.

The dozen or so remaining students also came to their senses. No longer bothering with the slippery Zhu Lu, they threw every soul skill they had at Dai Huabin, who stood in the center of the arena as the most obvious target.

For a moment, fireballs, wind blades, vines... multicolored lights completely swallowed Dai Huabin.

"Huabin!"

Zhu Lu, who had been circling along the outskirts, felt her heart tighten and instinctively moved to rush back to help.

"Leave me! Keep clearing them out!"

Dai Huabin's voice came from the center of the explosions, still outrageously steady.

The smoke and dust dispersed.

Dai Huabin was still standing.

The light of his White Tiger Vajra Transformation had dimmed somewhat, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, but his heterochromatic eyes shone even more brightly.

"Attacks of this level... not enough, not enough, still not enough!"

Dai Huabin burst into wild laughter and thrust both hands forward, directly grabbing Wu Feng's flaming dragon claws.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

The sound of flesh burning came from his palms, but he seemed unable to feel the pain. Instead, he twisted with all his strength.

Crack!

"Ah!"

Wu Feng screamed as Dai Huabin swung her in a full circle like a weapon and smashed her viciously toward Nanmen Yun'er behind him.

Bang!

Nanmen Yun'er could only withdraw Jade Slash and dodge in a miserable scramble.

Like a war god descending upon the battlefield, Dai Huabin charged left and right amid the siege. Although more wounds inevitably appeared on his body, his momentum only grew stronger with every exchange. There was even a hint of madness, as though he was enjoying the battle.

However, two fists could not defeat four hands.

Although Zhu Lu had cleared out many of the weaker opponents, her Soul Power was being depleted. With the remaining Two-Ring Soul Grandmasters beginning to coordinate their attacks against her, her situation grew increasingly difficult.

"First Soul Skill, Wind Blade Chain Slash!"

A wind-attribute Soul Grandmaster seized the instant when Zhu Lu's old strength had been spent and her new strength had yet to rise. Three wind blades formed a triangular pattern, sealing off all her escape routes.

Zhu Lu gritted her teeth and forcibly twisted her body aside, avoiding the vital areas. However, one wind blade still sliced fiercely across her shoulder.

Riiip!

Her black bodysuit was cut open, exposing snow-white skin. Blood immediately sprayed out, staining half her sleeve red.

The agonizing pain slowed Zhu Lu's movements by a beat.

"Good chance! Knock her off!"

Seeing this, two other assault-type students rushed forward with reddened eyes. Soul Power surged around their fists as they were about to smash them into Zhu Lu's slender back.

If those two punches landed solidly, Zhu Lu would suffer severe injuries.

"You're courting death!!!"