Mu En, You're Old

On the competition field, Xiao Xiao and Tang Ling moved with lightning speed; the two coordinated perfectly, left and right, leaving their opponents no room to react.

A flash of cyan light flickered in Xiao Xiao's hand as the Nine Phoenix Flute appeared. She held it horizontally and began to play, her first soul skill, Slow, instantly spreading out.

The gentle yet oppressive sound waves precisely enveloped the three opponents, causing their bodies to suddenly feel heavy and sluggish, their movements becoming incredibly stiff.

Taking advantage of the moment Zhuge Yun was slowed and controlled, Tang Ling followed up with his Wind-Thunder Staff. The fierce offensive, combined with Xiao Xiao's control, allowed the two to strike together, directly knocking the caught-off-guard Zhuge Yun off the competition stage.

The situation changed abruptly; He Caitou, due to his higher soul power, had not been controlled by the soul skill and reacted with extreme speed.

Seeing this, He Caitou immediately set up his self-developed Level 4 fixed-load soul tool, the Sting Cannon. A cold light flashed at the muzzle, aimed directly at Xiao Xiao, Tang Ling, and Xu Yanli. One shot for each, the soul cannon attacks arrived in an instant.

Xu Yanli chuckled softly and quickly released his martial soul, Sun Moon Star. Three types of power appeared behind his humanoid form, though he kept his twelve pairs of wings retracted, making others believe it was merely an ordinary humanoid martial soul.

Just as the missiles were about to strike the three in that critical moment, Xu Yanli moved slightly and, without hesitation, activated his second soul skill: Apocalypse: Holy Wing Guard.

Heh, he was doing it on purpose—deliberately shattering their hope the moment they thought they could win.

The Sun Moon Holy Wing barrier unfolded instantly, a golden holy shield firmly protecting the three in the center.

The incoming soul missiles didn't even have a chance to get close; they collided with the shield and were violently rebounded, their power entirely wasted.

Meanwhile, Xu Yanli did not stop his pace, his figure ghosting toward He Caitou. However, his target was not the He Caitou before him, but Wang Dong, who was waiting for an opportunity behind him.

He nimbly bypassed He Caitou and, together with Xiao Xiao and Tang Ling, instantly formed a pincer movement, trapping Wang Dong in the center.

Forced into a corner, Wang Dong had no choice but to flap her wings and take flight, but the moment she lifted off—

Xiao Xiao's Three Lives Soul Suppressing Cauldron descended from the sky. The first soul skill, Cauldron Suppression, was activated, and the heavy pressure of the cauldron body instantly slammed her from the air down to the ground.

Landing, Wang Dong had no time to dodge and could only activate the Goddess of Light Butterfly's first soul skill, Wing Guillotine, to forcibly take the brunt of Tang Ling's first soul skill, Wind-Thunder Kill, which left her staggering.

On the other side, Xu Yanli's eyes narrowed, preparing to activate his third soul skill: Solar Flame: Holy Judgment.

A golden longsword radiating a holy aura quietly condensed in his hand. He deliberately restrained the angel aura within his body, hiding all his pressure so that no one else on the field noticed anything unusual.

Just as Xu Yanli was about to launch his attack, the referee stepped in, taking Wang Dong, who had lost her ability to fight the moment she was suppressed by the pressure, off the field.

With that, only Xu Yanli, Xiao Xiao, and Tang Ling remained on the field, along with He Caitou on the other side.

Xu Yanli raised his hand slightly, signaling Xiao Xiao and Tang Ling to retreat to the edge of the field, then stepped forward alone to face the dense, overwhelming barrage of soul cannon fire from He Caitou.

With the sword in his hand, Xu Yanli smiled at him. At an angle no one noticed, Xu Yanli's eyes instantly shifted from gold to gray.

An indescribable aura of light surged into He Caitou's mind; he felt his soul suffer a sudden impact.

It was just a moment of trance, with no other sensation.

Xu Yanli smiled even more excitedly, the thrill in his eyes barely contained. The flames were already poised and ready on his sword.

"Third soul skill, Solar Flame: Holy Judgment." Xu Yanli slowly leaped into mid-air, the longsword descending from the sky as he closed in on He Caitou.

The blinding flames instantly scorched a portion of the soul tools on He Caitou's body, rendering them unusable.

Showing off soul tools in front of Kong Deming's disciple was simply courting death. The flames didn't burn everything, but only destroyed the key components, leaving the opponent unable to use them.

After all, the soul tools on He Caitou still had their uses; he intended to make them turn on each other.

Xu Yanli knocked him off the stage and, seeing the burning rage in He Caitou's eyes, chuckled softly: "What, did you recognize my identity? But even if you said it, who would believe you?"

The opponent's right hand slowly rose, firelight flickering between light and shadow in his palm, but in the end, he did not use it and was ultimately kicked off the competition stage by Xu Yanli.

After kicking him out, Xu Yanli clapped his hands lightly, cast a look of contempt at the three opponents, and then smiled at Wang Yan: "Teacher, can you announce the result?"

"This match is won by the Xu Yanli team from Class One," Wang Yan said.

In a place where no one was paying attention, one light and one dark, one black and one white, two people sat opposite each other.

"Mu En, you are old," Long Xiaoyao sighed after a moment of silence.

"You are still the same, Xiaoyao. I promised you that I would protect this child's safety while he studies at Shrek Academy, and at the same time, I hope that one day when I am gone, you can help protect Shrek Academy once," Mu En said, lying on a lounge chair, a trace of helplessness flashing in his eyes.

"Fine, I have one request: in the future, whether this child leaves Shrek Academy or not, your Shrek Academy is not allowed to force him," Long Xiaoyao said after a moment of silence. "Perhaps this child will create a very bright future."

After receiving the result, Xu Yanli walked slowly toward the competition field, smiled lightly, and then left the freshman assessment area with the other two.

"You just said that big guy was from the Sun Moon Empire, why do you say that?" Xiao Xiao scratched her head and asked.

"Just saying it for fun. But Xiao Xiao, and Tang Ling, do you hate the Sun Moon Empire?" Xu Yanli took the opportunity to ask with a smile.

"It's alright. Our family has some small connections with the Sun Moon Empire; back then in the Star Luo Empire..." Xiao Xiao lowered her head and didn't finish, her hands fidgeting, looking a bit aggrieved.

Xu Yanli smiled and said nothing, instead glancing at Tang Ling.

"Me? I can't say I like them, nor can I say I hate them. If the Sun Moon Empire can provide me with a meal in the future, I wouldn't mind working for them. Boss, what about you?" Tang Ling asked, tapping Xu Yanli on the shoulder.

"I think, I can't really say either. But in my Xiaoyao Pavilion, there are many people from the Sun Moon Empire," Xu Yanli said vaguely.

At this moment, Xu Yanli was rubbing his two fingers together. Xiao Xiao's family background really needed to be investigated; logically speaking, a family background with such a martial soul shouldn't be poor.

He would see if there was a way to determine from her tone whether her family didn't hate the Sun Moon Empire.