"Green-haired turtle?"
Jiang Yi raised an eyebrow. Looking at the enormous green turtle that had appeared before him, he wore a strange expression.
Where had these two gotten a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? And it was a green-haired turtle, of all things. Though, somehow, it did seem to make a little sense.
"Bastard! This is a divine beast! What green-haired turtle? Your whole family are green-haired turtles!"
The enormous azure turtle roared at the sky. Xu Sanshi's furious voice came from within it, tinged with indignation.
"Forget it. I can't be bothered to waste words on you! You're not worthy of hearing it! Prepare to die!"
The enormous azure turtle moved, raising a foreleg and slamming it into the ground.
Boom!
The entire arena shook violently. The ground shattered, and cracks spread in every direction like a spiderweb.
A golden stone stele appeared above the turtle's shell. Its surface was ancient and weighty, with mountains, rivers, and streams flowing endlessly across it.
"Suppress!"
A sharp shout rang out from within the turtle.
The golden stone stele crashed down, releasing ten thousand rays of golden light that shrouded the entire arena in a heavy curtain of radiance.
The golden light poured down as if it were solid. Every strand weighed heavily, making even the air feel denser.
Rumble—
Under the terrifying pressure, the protective barrier around the arena let out a mournful wail. Cracks spread across it before it shattered with a crash.
A vast, overwhelming pressure swept across the grounds like Mount Tai bearing down, then spread toward the spectator stands.
"Where did this green-haired turtle come from? It's got something to it."
Ma Xiaotao narrowed her eyes, feeling the mountain-like pressure. She looked curiously at her senior sister.
Even she, a Soul Emperor, felt threatened. But she had never heard of a Soul Beast like this turtle before.
"I don't know either."
Zhang Lexuan shook her head, a hint of confusion flickering in her beautiful eyes.
Xu Sanshi had the Mysterious Underworld Turtle Shell Shield, while Bei Bei had the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. The two fused... Could it be a dragon turtle?
"This is the divine beast—Bixi!"
A calm, aged voice sounded from behind them.
"Elder Mu!"
Zhang Lexuan turned around. Seeing the stooped figure, she quickly bowed in greeting.
On the other side, Ma Xiaotao sauntered over with a grin and called out,
"Grandteacher! What brings you here?"
"Mm."
Mu En gave a slight nod, his gaze settling on the enormous azure turtle in the arena. It seemed as if he could see through the golden light and make out the two intertwined figures within.
"According to ancient legends, the Dragon God fathered nine sons, each with his own strengths. Bixi was the sixth son, born of a true dragon and a divine turtle. It possessed immense strength, was skilled at bearing heavy loads, and could suppress mountains and lands."
He paused to stroke his beard, his tone carrying a hint of amusement.
"In terms of potential alone, this Martial Soul Fusion Skill surpasses even Xuan Zi's Godly Taotie Bull."
Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi had, in a way, turned misfortune into fortune.
"Elder Xuan? The Godly Taotie Bull?"
At Mu En's explanation, the two immediately understood.
Xuan Zi was the second-strongest person at Shrek Academy. If not for the problems with his state of mind, he would have already reached the Limit Douluo realm.
Anything connected to a true dragon was naturally no ordinary thing.
"So that's how it is..."
Ma Xiaotao rubbed her chin, lost in thought.
But soon, she lost interest. The Evil Fire Phoenix was descended from the God of Phoenix in the Divine Realm, after all.
"Elder Mu, should we..."
Feeling the divine beast's overwhelming pressure, Zhang Lexuan looked at Mu En and hesitated.
This power was probably already beyond Bei Bei and Xu Sanshi's control. It would be bad if anything went wrong.
"No need."
Mu En slowly shook his head. His gaze pierced through the golden light shrouding the arena and settled on the figure who remained composed.
"That boy seems to have another card up his sleeve."
While Mu En and Zhang Lexuan watched the match, Ma Xiaotao glanced around and happened to spot someone.
"Oh? It's her..."
Ma Xiaotao blinked, a sly grin appearing on her face. Without greeting anyone, she quietly left the stands.
On the arena, the golden stone stele hung high in the air, and ten thousand rays of golden light poured down like a waterfall.
Under the terrifying pressure, Jiang Yi's figure, which had been floating in midair, had no choice but to fold away his wings and land.
The golden light was like an invisible mountain weighing down on his shoulders. Even the air had grown viscous.
"Hahaha! Keep flying!"
The enormous azure turtle lowered its head, its eyes filled with mockery and smug satisfaction.
Their Martial Soul Fusion Skill possessed unparalleled power to seal and suppress. No matter how fast he flew, he couldn't escape Five Finger Mountain.
"You're only showing off because you're in an arena."
Jiang Yi dispersed the wind and lightning around him and returned Xiao Lan to the Master Ball. His voice was calm, without a trace of panic.
If only the arena weren't so small. Otherwise, that green-haired turtle wouldn't even be able to touch him.
Agility attackers were only a little inconvenient in matches. Without restrictions on the area, they could run a whole crowd to death.
"Still running your mouth! I'll suppress you!"
Xu Sanshi's voice rang out again.
The golden stone stele hanging in midair suddenly sank lower. Its golden light blazed even brighter, and the air let out a shrill wail under the crushing weight.
A vast, ancient pressure crashed down like mountains roaring and seas surging, trying to force Jiang Yi to his knees.
Jiang Yi raised his head. Another Master Ball appeared in his hand.
This time, it wasn't wind and lightning that swirled around its surface, but wisps of emerald frost, as if it contained a sealed winter.
"Bingbing!"
"Coming!"
A pillar of icy blue light shot into the sky and crashed into the golden stone stele suspended in midair.
Countless streaks of cold light collided with the golden radiance, unleashing a deafening boom. Shattered ice crystals drifted through the air.
Snowflakes fluttered down in thick flurries, as large as goose feathers.
In a secluded corner of the spectator stands, a woman in a blue dress was about to get up and leave.
She had short blue hair and wore a simple white hair clip above her forehead. Her beauty was breathtaking, but she exuded a coldness that kept people at a distance.
Standing among the crowd, she was like a goddess of ice and snow who had descended to the mortal world, and the people around her instinctively left a gap.
She could be admired from afar, but never touched!
The blue-haired woman had just turned and entered the exit passage when her steps came to a halt.
"Well, if it isn't our goddess Ling?"
Ma Xiaotao stood with her arms crossed, lazily leaning against a stone pillar at the entrance to the Soul Fighting Zone. Her tone carried a hint of teasing.
"Don't you usually have no interest in men? What brings you here today to watch a junior from the Outer Academy compete?"
"What's it to you?"
The blue-haired woman glanced at her. Her already icy expression grew even colder, as if the surrounding air had dropped several degrees.
"Hey, hey, hey, Ling Luochеn, don't be so cold, all right? I'm your captain, after all—"
Ma Xiaotao spread her hands helplessly.
Why did Ling look like she'd swallowed honey when she saw the captain?
"Hmph!"
Ling Luochеn ignored her, walked around her, and continued toward the exit.
Though they were both members of the Shrek Seven Devils, they weren't close. In fact, their relationship was rather poor.
Previously, she had refused to cultivate through dual cultivation with Ma Xiaotao. Ma Xiaotao had thought she was putting on airs, and the two had been at odds ever since.
Of course, what irritated her even more was Ma Xiaotao's complete lack of boundaries.
Like their Martial Souls, the two were ice and fire—natural enemies who could never get along.
"How boring."
Watching Ling Luochеn's retreating figure, Ma Xiaotao rolled her eyes and turned to leave as well.
But the next second—
Both of them stopped at the same time.
At some point, snowflakes had begun drifting down over the Soul Fighting Zone, and the temperature around them was rapidly falling.
In just a few short breaths, the entire Soul Fighting Zone had turned into a pure white world of ice and snow.
"This is..."
Ling Luochеn reached out to catch a falling snowflake. It rested in her palm for a moment before slowly melting.
A hint of shock appeared in her beautiful eyes. She abruptly turned her head toward the arena.
On the arena, now shrouded in golden light, a pillar of icy blue light pierced heaven and earth, breaking through the golden curtain.
As she looked at that flash of icy blue, she felt her Martial Soul trembling. It was a submission that came from instinct.
"Ultimate Ice!"
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