Ma Hongjun Was Scared into Wetting Himself, and Ning Rongrong Wanted to Take Long Yuan to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect

This strike was his full power.

The multiple-combination Phoenix Fire Line unleashed in the Phoenix of Burning Fire state was his ultimate trump card.

In battles between opponents of the same level, this move had never failed.

He refused to believe that Long Yuan could dodge it.

Gu Linyuan did not dodge.

He stood where he was, watching more than a dozen blazing rays surge toward him from all directions, the expression beneath his hood unchanged.

The flames were already right before him.

The next second, they would be enough to swallow him whole.

"Have you gone all out? This state is indeed somewhat interesting."

"The explosive power of an Evil Fire Phoenix at this level has already reached the Soul Elder stage."

Gu Linyuan sensed Ma Hongjun's aura, surprise showing on his face.

As a member of the protagonist group, Ma Hongjun did indeed have some ability.

But...

That was all.

Pitch-black Soul Power surged from within him like ink, covering his body and forming a thin, dark-purple Soul Power membrane that was almost invisible to the naked eye.

Soon, more than a dozen Phoenix Fire Lines slammed into that Soul Power membrane.

Those blazing Phoenix flames, hot enough to melt steel, quietly vanished the instant they touched the black membrane.

As if they had never existed.

The flames disappeared without leaving the slightest trace.

Ma Hongjun's eyes widened, and his mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.

"This... How is this possible..."

"My Phoenix Fire Lines... How were they all devoured by him?"

Even his voice had changed pitch.

He had never seen anything like this.

Gu Linyuan merely lowered his head and glanced at the dark-purple membrane covering his body, a trace of understanding flashing through his eyes.

The battles over the past few days had finally made him realize something.

As long as an opponent's cultivation was lower than his, or not much higher, most of their attribute-based attacks would be directly annihilated by his Destruction Soul Power.

Fire, water, thunder, wind, earth...

Before destruction, the power of all these elemental attributes was utterly insignificant.

This was not suppression through superior Soul Power, but a deeper restraint at the level of the source of attributes.

The Power of Destruction could annihilate all things.

Flames were no exception.

The only attributes capable of offsetting the properties of destruction were conceptual attributes of the same level—slaughter, goodness, evil, and life.

Attribute-based Soul Power below that level would be restrained to some extent by Gu Linyuan's Destruction Soul Power. Conventional elemental attributes, however, were restrained the most thoroughly.

"Every type of attribute-based Soul Power carries some special effects. The high temperature of fire attributes, the freezing power of ice attributes. Qian Renxue's Angel Soul Power, which combines Light and Holy Attributes, even possesses the effect of dissolving Soul Power. Anyone who fights Qian Renxue will consume far more Soul Power than usual."

"The special property of destruction is annihilation. Elemental attributes are the ones most heavily restrained by that property."

"In the original story, Tang San possessed the ability to resist water and fire. It proved useful when he faced Skywater Academy and Blazing Fire Academy in the academy tournament. But Tang San's resistance to water and fire was not true immunity."

Gu Linyuan murmured.

As long as their cultivation was lower than his or not too much higher, any elemental Soul Master would have some of their attack methods, or even their Soul Power itself, annihilated by Gu Linyuan.

This restraint was absolute!

"No... Impossible..."

Ma Hongjun muttered to himself, his face deathly pale.

His Phoenix of Burning Fire state was still active, but his fighting spirit was already on the verge of collapse.

Gu Linyuan looked at him, his pitch-black eyes devoid of emotion.

"I told you. Your strength isn't good enough."

His voice was very calm, as if he were merely stating a fact.

Then he raised his right hand.

Pitch-black Destruction Soul Power surged in his palm like a mass of condensed darkness.

The five fingers of his right hand spread open, and in an instant, they transformed into five dark-golden blades. Each one was as sharp as a curved saber, its dark-golden sheen flashing with a chilling edge beneath the lights.

The violent aura of the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear, mixed with the terrifying pressure of Destruction Soul Power, crushed toward Ma Hongjun like something tangible.

Ma Hongjun's pupils contracted violently.

The dark-golden claw carried an aura he had never felt before.

His body began to tremble.

His instincts told him that hand could tear him apart with ease.

As easily as tearing a sheet of paper.

Gu Linyuan moved.

His figure swept across the Soul Fighting Platform, leaving behind an afterimage. He was so fast that Ma Hongjun could not capture him at all.

The next second, the dark-golden claw was already held against Ma Hongjun's neck.

A chill spread from his neck.

Ma Hongjun could even feel the edges of the blades pressed against his skin. With only a little more force, they could slit his throat.

The violent aura of the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear, together with the destructive aura carried by Gu Linyuan's Soul Power, surged forward like two floods and instantly shattered Ma Hongjun's mental defenses.

Ma Hongjun's mind went blank.

All his pride, all his confidence, and all his fighting spirit collapsed at that moment.

A warm liquid trickled down his pant leg.

Drip.

Drip.

It fell onto the stone slabs of the Soul Fighting Platform, making a faint sound that was exceptionally clear in the deathly silence.

Ma Hongjun had been scared into wetting himself.

The entire arena fell silent.

A deathly silence.

Several thousand spectators stared wide-eyed with their mouths agape, yet not one of them could make a sound.

What had they just witnessed?

The genius of Shrek Academy, the Evil Fire Phoenix Ma Hongjun, had been held by the neck with one hand by a youth called Long Yuan.

He had wet himself.

He really had.

Dai Mubai's eyes widened as he stared at the scene in disbelief. Oscar covered his mouth, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

Ning Rongrong's face was deathly pale, both hands tightly clutching the hem of her skirt. In her eyes, Long Yuan's figure gradually overlapped with a familiar figure in her mind.

Why did I think of Gu Linyuan? Is it because both their names contain the character "Yuan"?

Brother Yuan may have excellent character, but is character what this world values? How could he compare with someone as powerful as Long Yuan?

Ning Rongrong abruptly shook her head.

She did not know why she had suddenly thought of Gu Linyuan, but she and he already belonged to different worlds.

Her husband could not be a useless man incapable of cultivation.

"Long Yuan? I wonder if he has a girlfriend now."

Ning Rongrong's fists tightened slightly.

Tang San's talent was formidable, but Xiao Wu was already by his side.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing had a marriage engagement, and she did not like someone as affected as Dai Mubai.

Ma Hongjun was too lecherous, and his character was terrible. She would rather remain single for the rest of her life than find someone like Ma Hongjun. Oscar was good in every aspect, but he was ultimately only a food-type Soul Master.

But Long Yuan... such powerful strength.

"If I could bring Long Yuan back to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Father should be very happy, right?"

The hand holding Flender's teacup trembled slightly, sending ripples across the tea.

On the Soul Fighting Platform, Gu Linyuan looked at the spreading puddle soaking Ma Hongjun's pant leg and paused for a moment.

He had not intended to kill him. The Great Soul Arena's rules prohibited killing without cause.

"So this is the genius who came from the monster academy? Nothing special."

Gu Linyuan sneered.

His voice was quiet, yet it struck like a resounding slap across the faces of every teacher and student from Shrek Academy.

Ma Hongjun slumped onto the Soul Fighting Platform, his entire body trembling and his face as pale as paper.

His pant legs were soaked through, and a puddle giving off a foul odor lay beneath him.

He wanted to stand, wanted to retort, wanted to say something harsh to save face.

But his legs refused to obey him.

His lips trembled, yet he could not utter a sound.

In that instant just now, he had truly thought he was going to die.

The sensation of a dark-gold blade against his neck, with the aura of destruction enveloping his entire body, was something he never wanted to experience a second time.

Gu Linyuan did not look at him again.

He turned and left, the hem of his Black Mysterious Robe fluttering gently in the night wind.

On the Soul Fighting Platform, the referee finally recovered and announced the result in a trembling voice.

"W... Winner—Long Yuan!"

The cheers finally erupted.

But these cheers were different from before.

They were not excited cheers, but nearly frenzied, hysterical cries.

Because everyone realized that they had just witnessed the birth of a monster.

One capable of crushing every genius, even making geniuses feel fear—that was what a monster was! This was a true monster!

Ma Hongjun sat on the Soul Fighting Platform, staring down at his soaked pant legs as tears finally began to flow.

"Fatty didn't even force him to reveal his martial soul?"

"Looks like I have to make a move."

Tang San's expression darkened.

Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never lose a battle.

He regarded Long Yuan as his greatest rival, yet he did not even know the other party's martial soul. How laughable was that?

Understanding one's enemy was the prerequisite for defeating him.

Tang San knew this all too well.

"If I didn't sense it wrong just now, that should be..."

Zhu Zhuqing finally recovered from her shock. A hint of delight flashed through her beautiful eyes. When she saw Gu Linyuan leave the Soul Fighting Platform, she quietly slipped away and followed him.