The Tyrannical Ma Hongjun, Gu Sheng is Invincible!

Ma Hongjun gasped for air, his layers of fat trembling all over.

This high-intensity, continuous assault had left his soul power nearly exhausted.

Yet, as he stared at the area shrouded in smoke and dust ahead, his eyes were filled with the gratification of having finally avenged his grudge.

Yu Xiaogang also let out a long breath, forcing himself to believe that what had just happened was merely an accident.

Under such a dense, blanket-style attack, even a Soul Ancestor would have to shed a layer of skin.

Let alone a mere Soul Grand Master.

Everyone stared at the cloud of smoke gradually rising into the air.

However.

The screams they had anticipated did not come.

After a moment of deathly silence.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the smoke and dust began to dissipate.

A tall, upright figure stood firmly in place, as steady as an ancient pine.

No smoke, no damage.

Gu Sheng's black robes were spotless, without even a trace of scorching.

He shook his head inwardly.

The killing intent of this evil fire is truly too soft and weak.

It seems that relying on such trash to break the second seal of the Holy Spectrum Puni is simply not going to work.

Gu Sheng sighed in disappointment.

Then.

Under the gaze of everyone present, who were too shocked to speak.

A voice drifted lightly out from the smoke.

"Is that it?"

The smoke and dust slowly cleared, revealing the scene within.

Gu Sheng's black robes remained spotless, without the slightest trace of scorching.

He was still standing in the same spot, not even having changed his posture.

It was as if the massive rain of fire from moments ago had been nothing more than a gentle breeze.

Ma Hongjun's eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets.

"This is absolutely impossible!"

He pointed at Gu Sheng, the flesh on his chubby face trembling wildly.

An attack of this magnitude would have forced even a level 40 Soul Ancestor to shed a layer of skin if they had taken it head-on.

How could this level 20 brat possibly be unscathed?

Yu Xiaogang, standing outside the arena, was struck as if by lightning.

This scene completely exceeded the scope of the theories he had studied for years.

No defensive soul skill could withstand such a dense attack without leaving the slightest trace of soul power collision.

The onlookers erupted into a deafening uproar.

The crowd discussed it fervently, their voices surging like a tide.

"He really didn't die!"

"Is this kid's body made of iron? He doesn't have a single scratch."

"Too terrifying, he's practically a monster!"

Listening to the piercing discussions around him.

Ma Hongjun felt a burning sensation on his face.

If he couldn't even handle a level 20 Soul Grand Master today, how would he be able to walk sideways in Heaven Dou City in the future?

A strong sense of humiliation welled up in his heart.

Ma Hongjun was shamed into anger.

His fists were wrapped in even more intense evil fire.

With an unstoppable momentum, he threw punch after punch at Gu Sheng's vital points.

Gu Sheng remained standing in place, too lazy to even dodge.

Facing this ferocious assault, his expression remained as calm as water.

Those violent, flaming fist shadows passed right through his transparent body once again.

They slammed heavily into the air, creating a series of dull, hollow thuds.

No matter how hard Ma Hongjun tried, he could not touch even a shred of Gu Sheng's clothing.

Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth tightly, refusing to believe in such nonsense.

He swung his fists frantically, slamming them down one after another.

Evil Fire splattered everywhere, burning charred, deep pits into the surrounding ground.

Yet, for Gu Sheng, who was in a state of Void, all of this was nothing more than a futile struggle.

"Do you not have any new tricks?"

Gu Sheng looked at the panting, chubby man, his tone extremely indifferent.

This light, airy sentence was like a slap fiercely struck across Ma Hongjun's face.

The bloodshot veins in Ma Hongjun's eyes deepened, and he prepared to curse.

The moment the words fell, a sudden change occurred.

"BOOM!!!"

A visible shockwave rippled out from beneath Gu Sheng's feet.

He no longer held back, releasing the Holy Soul Power within his body without reservation.

Dazzling seven-colored light instantly illuminated the entire street.

A powerful pressure, like Mount Tai pressing down, swept toward the surroundings.

The Evil Fire that had been burning fiercely on Ma Hongjun's body, under the direct impact of this pressure, was extinguished completely as if a basin of ice water had been poured over it.

The phantom of the Evil Fire Phoenix behind him let out a miserable wail.

It was forcibly suppressed back into his body, unable to maintain the state of Martial Soul Possession any longer.

Before Ma Hongjun could react from his shock, Gu Sheng stood on his tiptoes and surged forward like Gui Mei.

Second Soul Skill, Aurora.

The dazzling seven-colored light attached directly to his right fist, carrying an indestructible edge.

Gu Sheng grabbed Ma Hongjun by the collar.

His fist, glowing with seven-colored light, smashed fiercely into the other man's fleshy face.

The sound of bones shattering rang out crisply.

Ma Hongjun had no time to put up any defense, and his teeth flew out of his mouth instantly.

Following that, Gu Sheng swung him around.

He lifted the fat body up as if he were picking up a small chick.

Then, he kicked upward with great force.

The immense power sent Ma Hongjun flying high into the air like a kite with a broken string.

After completing this series of movements, Gu Sheng stood firmly in place.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the screaming Ma Hongjun in mid-air with a calm expression.

Only at this moment did the soul rings on Gu Sheng's body fully manifest.

Beneath his feet, two deep black ten-thousand-year soul rings were pulsing slowly.

Each flicker carried a suffocating sense of oppression.

Behind him, six brilliant, eye-catching Seven-Colored Light Wings suddenly unfurled.

The light wings flapped gently, radiating a sacred and inviolable majesty.

At this moment, he looked like a god descended to the world.

"Ten-thousand-year soul rings!!!"

The entire scene fell into a deathly silence; one could hear a pin drop.

Everyone was so shocked by the scene before them that their scalps went numb.

That black halo stimulated everyone's nerves.

Two ten-thousand-year soul rings.

Is this something a human can achieve at the second ring?

This had completely subverted the common knowledge of all soul masters.

"Impossible..."

Yu Xiaogang's legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

He was deeply struck, staring blankly at those two black soul rings.

The theories he took such pride in had been shattered to pieces before this young man, leaving not even a scrap behind.

He would not allow anyone to break the rules he had established, and he could accept his own failure even less.

A surge of intense unwillingness welled up in his heart.

Yu Xiaogang shouted an order to his disciple in mid-air.

"Ma Hongjun, no matter the cost, defeat him for me!"

Even if it meant overdrawing his future, he had to win this match.

Otherwise, his reputation as the Grandmaster would become a laughingstock today.

Ma Hongjun steadied his figure in mid-air, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

He had completely lost his reason, directly harboring a true intent to kill.

He recklessly overdrew the last remnants of soul power within his body.

The previously extinguished Evil Fire ignited once more, dyed into an eerie dark red by his own blood.

"You little bastard, you will die here today!"