The room fell silent for a moment, so quiet that a falling needle could be heard.
However, it didn't take long for the boys, led by Dai Mubai, to erupt into cheers.
"Holy crap! That's insane, brother."
Dai Mubai threw an arm around Lin Yan's shoulder, his expression not just one of congratulations and pride, but also a hint of sycophancy beyond mere brotherhood.
Ma Hongjun didn't bother hiding his reaction at all, rushing over like a lackey.
"Lin Yan, you've leaped over the dragon gate and become a big shot."
"Doesn't this mean you can join the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect after graduation? No, wait, you've basically become a core figure of the sect!"
Dai Mubai chimed in again.
"I was wondering why Ning Rongrong had to go home just to get a spirit ring; turns out she was waiting to drop this on us."
"Congratulations, congratulations!"
Oscar also took the opportunity to join the group.
For a moment, Lin Yan in the lounge felt like a scholar who had just topped the imperial examinations, receiving the blessings of all the boys—everyone, that is, except Tang San.
"Brother, don't forget about us when you make it big."
Oscar was arguably the one with the least background among them. Seeing Lin Yan "latch onto" the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, he felt envy and jealousy, but also wanted a piece of the pie.
Lin Yan did not refuse, agreeing immediately.
"Small matter! Being brothers is a matter of the heart."
"Brothers for a day, brothers for a lifetime."
"Damn! That line just hit the spot!"
Ma Hongjun let out a strange cry, his expression turning manic as he clenched his fists.
"I could take on ten!"
This scene had everyone laughing heartily; the room, which had been thick with tension just moments ago, suddenly became incredibly cheerful.
Among the girls, Ning Rongrong felt their relationship had been acknowledged, a sweet smile blooming on her face.
Zhu Zhuqing felt a twinge of jealousy, while Xiao Wu... she had been deliberately avoiding Lin Yan's gaze since earlier.
As for Yu Xiaogang, who had started the trouble, he was currently gnashing his teeth, staring daggers at Lin Yan.
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
"Just a support sect, and you're already acting this arrogant? I will make you pay the price."
He then turned to look at Tang San, who also hadn't joined in the festivities. Seeing the same gloomy look in Tang San's eyes directed at Lin Yan, a bitter feeling rose in Yu Xiaogang's heart.
Little San, you used to defend your master unconditionally. What has happened to you?
That's right, and it wasn't just Yu Xiaogang's imagination; he felt that ever since Tang San absorbed his third spirit ring, he had become increasingly cold toward him.
So much so that now, even when he was humiliated in public, Tang San remained unmoved.
Before long, the cheerful noise was interrupted by an attendant's announcement.
"Shrek team, the soul fight is about to begin. Please prepare yourselves."
Hearing this, everyone was pulled back to reality from their joyful state.
"Alright, let's head out."
Lin Yan wore a faint smile as he walked toward the door first.
The others followed without hesitation.
Soon.
The two teams met on the Soul Fighting Arena.
On the left was the Imperial Fighting Team led by Yu Tianheng. Among the seven, aside from Ye Lingling who kept her head down like a socially anxious girl, the rest were indifferent, even showing traces of disdain and mockery.
On the right was the Shrek team led by Lin Yan. Oscar did not participate, leaving exactly seven people including Lin Yan and Ning Rongrong.
The match hadn't officially started yet, and both sides had a brief moment to adjust their positions.
At this moment, Ning Rongrong suddenly walked to Lin Yan's side.
"Lin Yan, take out that Nine Heart Begonia spirit master first."
At the same time, Ye Lingling on the opposite side walked to Yu Tianheng's side.
"Captain, take out that Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda spirit master first."
Both of them had tacitly identified the other as the priority target to eliminate.
Lin Yan and Yu Tianheng locked eyes at this moment.
Yu Tianheng curled his lips into a disdainful arc.
"A bunch of nobodies from who knows where. Today, I'll let you witness the true style of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul."
It was clear that Qin Ming must have said something to him before the match; otherwise, this guy wouldn't have been so hostile toward the Shrek team from the very start.
Lin Yan, however, did not care about this in the slightest.
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon!"
"Since Yu Xiaogang cares so much about the status of martial souls within his sect, I really must let him witness the true power of the outside world."
The support soul masters from both sides retreated to the rear of their respective teams, and the referee in the air stirred up the atmosphere of the arena at the perfect moment.
As the cheers of the entire crowd reached a crescendo, the four large characters "Soul Fighting Begins" echoed throughout the venue.
In an instant, Yu Tianheng took the initiative to launch an attack.
[First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw!]
Blue lightning surged over his hands, and in the next second, he charged straight toward Lin Yan.
[First Soul Skill: Dragon Fist!]
Boom!
As their fists collided, the shockwaves from the clash between the two power-attack Soul Elder combatants officially raised the curtain on the battle.
Both teams quickly engaged in a fierce melee.
Lin Yan faced off against Yu Tianheng.
Dai Mubai squared off against the Shi Mo brothers.
Zhu Zhuqing relied on her Eight Spider Lances to engage Dugu Yan.
Ma Hongjun, Xiao Wu, and Tang San were locked in a chaotic skirmish against Yu Feng and Osler.
The chaotic scene was not without order; both sides were deliberately attempting to shift the battlefield toward the opposing support soul masters, but after several attempts, they were each blocked by the other.
Outside the arena.
Qin Ming's gaze cut across the Soul Fighting Arena and landed on Flender, who returned the look with a smile.
The two exchanged a silent greeting with their eyes, a wordless acknowledgment.
In truth, logically speaking, the overall strength of Shrek was inferior to the Imperial Fighting Team, as the gap in levels was plain to see.
But unfortunately for them, the team had a guy like Lin Yan.
This battle could be described as a perfect execution of pitting superior horses against medium horses, and medium horses against inferior horses.
The strongest member of the Imperial Fighting Team was Yu Tianheng, while on the Shrek side, in addition to the level 38 Dai Mubai, there was also the level 38 Lin Yan. Once Lin Yan engaged Yu Tianheng, it provided Dai Mubai with ample room to maneuver.
With the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the White Tiger Martial Soul wreaked havoc across the battlefield. Yu Tianheng realized the situation was dire and tried to intervene multiple times, only to be caught by Lin Yan and struck several times instead.
As time passed, this "Tian Ji Horse Racing" strategy quickly drew to a close.
The War God Horse, Lin Yan, his fists covered in flames, stood in the center of the arena, looking down at the superior horse, Yu Tianheng, from above.
At this moment, Yu Tianheng's clothes had been reduced to tatters by the fiery explosions; if he were a beautiful woman, Lin Yan might have taken a few extra looks.
Unfortunately, he was not.
As for the other members of the Imperial Fighting Team, they had all been defeated one by one, some falling off the Soul Fighting Arena, while others simply lay flat on the ground.
"Boring!"
"Is this really all the strength you have?"