Ning Fengzhi Visits

Ling Yun was a little annoyed by these spineless students, and acted swiftly. Was it not just a matter of releasing soul skills when the referee ordered it?

If others could, he naturally could too.

After his eighth opponent entered the arena, Ling Yun no longer held back. The Martial Soul Light shone upon him, and like the student with the Savage Ox martial soul, he saw visions of ten-thousand-year soul beasts treating them as snacks.

Essentially, everyone after that suffered the same fate.

Those who were fast enough could release their soul skills before being pulled into the illusion by the Soul Chain.

Those who were slow were pulled into the illusion before they could even release their soul skills. Ling Yun added the powerful soul beasts he had encountered in the Sunset Forest one by one.

"Too terrifying! Man Faced Demon Spider, such a huge Man Faced Demon Spider."

"Ten-thousand-year Lava Giant Lizard... terrifying, so terrifying!"

"I was torn to shreds by the Ghost Tiger, my throat was bitten off. I will never forget this pain of death!"

"..."

After some matches, people found classmates with similar experiences in the spectator area and talked amongst themselves.

During their conversations, their faces still held expressions of terror. Some, halfway through their stories, couldn't help but tremble all over.

On the stage, the burly teacher was helpless. Releasing his spiritual power externally was a technique that only Soul Saints began to learn, except for soul masters with spiritual attribute martial souls.

The spiritual power usage of Soul Douluos was very crude; only Titled Douluos could use spiritual power as freely as their own limbs.

He could only watch helplessly at Ling Yun's methods.

During the thirteenth round of matches, a spirited young man finally appeared on Arena Number Three.

Like Osler, he had golden hair and delicate features, resembling a woman. If one were to judge solely by appearance, he would be among the top tier. His eyes were filled with arrogance.

"Class Three's Yu Feng, martial soul Wind Bell Bird, level 26 agile attack battle soul master. You are very strong, but I will not be like the others before me."

"I will fight until the end. I will give you half an incense stick's time to recover your soul power, and then we will battle again."

Ling Yun waved his hand. "My consumption, though present, is not as great as you imagine. Let's just fight directly! Otherwise, the others waiting to defeat me will resent you."

"Are you sure!"

"Of course. Do I look like I'm in poor condition?"

Yu Feng did not feign superiority. He nodded, ultimately not believing he could defeat Ling Yun.

Ling Yun's invincible aura had already deeply imprinted itself in his heart.

"You have one minute to release your martial soul. After one minute, the match begins!"

The burly teacher no longer said he would intervene at critical moments, becoming a ruthless machine.

After Yu Feng released his martial soul, a pair of medium-sized, yellowish-brown wings grew from his back. The wings looked as sharp as blades. His wings did not generate from nothing but were transformed from his arms. His legs became slightly thinner, the change not very noticeable.

It looked somewhat awkward. A bird-man? A man-bird? No description seemed accurate.

The minute passed quickly, and the familiar voice rang out.

"Match begins."

As soon as the words fell, Yu Feng's first soul ring lit up. The front part of his wings became like blades, gleaming with a metallic luster. This was his first soul skill, Wing Blade.

He lightly tapped his feet, like a dragonfly skimming water, and the next moment, he flew into the air with a whistling wind. The air currents were stirred, forming dense wind blades.

The wind blades poured down towards Ling Yun on the stage, arriving in an instant. Ling Yun's figure weaved and dodged on the stage, darting between the wind blades. The wind blades left numerous scratches on the stage.

When Ling Yun's Martial Soul Light shone on Yu Feng, and the Soul Chain bound him, Yu Feng was always able to dodge quickly.

A membrane appeared over his eyes, emitting a bright yellow light. He could see the chains within the red light. In his eyes, the chains emanated an ominous aura. As they approached within a meter of his body, an icy, bone-chilling sensation enveloped him.

The chains were like living vines, constantly locking onto him.

From the audience's perspective, Yu Feng was like a yellow blur, flashing in the air without pause.

"I underestimated you! You can actually see the Soul Chain!"

While dodging the Soul Chain, Yu Feng lit up his second soul ring. "This is the advantage of my martial soul; I can see things others cannot. Second soul skill, Wind Fall."

A hint of cyan light appeared, spreading from the tips of Yu Feng's wings to his entire body. In an instant, his whole body was enveloped in a layer of cyan light.

He swooped down, his wingtips aimed at Ling Yun. The blade-like wings were his strongest attack.

Seeing this, Ling Yun's lips curved into a smile.

Yu Feng naturally saw it too and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart, but he no longer had time to react.

Just as his wings were about to hit Ling Yun, Ling Yun erupted with speed no less than his own, dodged his attack, grabbed his leg, and slammed him heavily onto the ground. His vision went black.

Teacher Yang was exhausted and walked onto the stage to heal Yu Feng.

"My heavens! Is this Ling Yun invincible?"

"There are quite a few people who signed up. I don't believe he can defeat all of them before his soul power is depleted!"

"..."

After ten more matches, Yu Tianheng had already been defeated and retreated to the spectator area.

Not long after, Shi Mo and Shi Mo joined Yu Tianheng in the spectator area. Among the three, Yu Tianheng had eliminated six opponents, Shi Mo had eliminated five, and Shi Mo, with good luck, had eliminated eight opponents.

"Xiao Yun is truly hiding his depth; with this kind of performance, even if the three of us went up together, it would be a struggle to take him down."

"Indeed! It is truly a talent that invites jealousy."

The events in the spectator area quickly spread throughout the entire academy, and more and more people flooded in, including Soul Grand Masters who refused to believe the rumors and signed up to participate in the soul fights themselves.

Some even opened betting pools, wagering on how many matches Ling Yun would win.

Following the moment yet another student collapsed on the arena floor, a heavyweight figure arrived at the spectator area.

"Look quickly, the three committee members are here!"

"There are three people in front of them! Heavens! Am I seeing this right? It's Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and His Highness the Crown Prince. That old man to the left of Sect Master Ning is Sword Douluo!"

A sharp-eyed student spoke up, and in an instant, the atmosphere in the Soul Fighting Zone reached an unprecedented climax.

Ning Fengzhi and the Crown Prince walked at the very front, and under the guidance of Meng Shenji, the group of six made their way to the VIP spectator area, which was usually kept empty.

The events that occurred at the Great Soul Arena yesterday were quickly reported to Ning Fengzhi by members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and with the sect's resources, they soon uncovered Ling Yun's location. He had come here specifically to see him.

Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, was naturally the same, though she had followed Ning Fengzhi here on purpose.

Whenever Ning Fengzhi intended to visit the Royal Academy, he always had to give the Empire a heads-up.

Once Qian Renxue found out, she feared that Ning Fengzhi might poach Ling Yun, which was why she had followed him to the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.