Gangzi's Defense Shattered, Fastest One-Shot Seven

Great Soul Arena.

Central Main Soul Fighting Platform.

Tang San, defeated!

The air seemed to solidify.

Six of the Shrek Seven Devils had already fallen.

Only the Hell Spirit Cat, Zhu Zhuqing, remained.

She stood alone on the platform like an elf of the dark night.

Her purple leather outfit outlined her breathtaking curves.

Her cat ears trembled slightly, but her gaze was as cold as a blade.

She stared fixedly at Ji Feng opposite her.

Ji Feng held a golden longbow.

A playful smile hung on the corners of his mouth.

"Little wildcat, it's just you left."

His voice spread through the sound-amplifying Soul Tool.

The audience erupted into jeers instantly.

Zhu Zhuqing bit her lower lip tightly.

Her nails dug deep into her palms.

She had never been subjected to such frivolous provocation.

Yet her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

Thump, thump, thump.

It hammered against her chest like a war drum.

"Less talk."

Zhu Zhuqing spat out the two words coldly.

Her figure suddenly transformed into a bolt of purple lightning.

Her first soul ring lit up.

Hell Stab!

Her sharp claws tore through the air.

They went straight for Ji Feng's throat.

This strike was as swift as a startled swan.

Gasps rang out from the spectator stands.

Imperial Fighting Team preparation area.

Dugu Yan suddenly let out a soft sound of surprise.

She tilted her head to look at Ye Lingling beside her.

This Nine-Heart Begonia soul master.

At this moment, she was actually leaning forward slightly.

Her purple eyes were unblinking.

She was staring intently at the soul fighting platform.

Waves stirred in Dugu Yan's heart.

Ye Lingling had a reclusive and aloof personality.

In past team soul fights.

She never paid attention to the battle.

She would only lower her head and fiddle with the hem of her clothes.

But today.

She was actually watching the fight?

Dugu Yan followed her gaze.

It landed on the figure holding the bow.

It was Ji Feng.

The one who had once been forced back by Yu Tianheng.

Dugu Yan's eyes became complex.

On the soul fighting platform.

Ji Feng faced the thrust.

He did not dodge or evade.

The smile at the corners of his mouth deepened.

He lifted his right hand slightly.

His golden longbow shimmered with a faint light.

The passive stacks for Punishing Shot were full.

His attack speed surged.

Swish, swish, swish—

Three arrows shot out in a triangular formation.

They precisely sealed off all of Zhu Zhuqing's retreat paths.

Zhu Zhuqing's pupils constricted sharply.

Her second spirit ring lit up instantly.

Hell Hundred Claws!

A sky full of claw shadows collided with the arrows.

Clang, clang, clang—

Sparks flew everywhere.

However, the force of the arrows was too strong.

Zhu Zhuqing was knocked back three steps.

Her palms went numb.

She was horrified.

Every arrow from Ji Feng contained a strange, viscous power.

It felt as if she had fallen into a quagmire.

Her movements became sluggish.

This was the effect of his third spirit ring.

Magma Burn, bestowed by the Earth King, carried a 90% slow effect.

It was nearly a restraint.

"Not bad speed."

Ji Feng chuckled.

"But not fast enough."

He drew his bow like a full moon.

His second spirit ring flashed with a ghostly light.

Soul-Piercing Spider Spear!

The arrow transformed into a pitch-black spear.

It shrieked as it tore through the air.

It thrust directly toward Zhu Zhuqing's chest.

Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth and turned to the side.

She dodged it by a hair's breadth.

But the arrow grazed her shoulder.

It brought up a spray of blood.

Sizzle—

The wound did not heal.

Instead, it continued to bleed.

The bleeding effect, which ignored 50% of defense, was eroding her spirit power.

Zhu Zhuqing's face turned pale.

Cracks appeared in her cold, aloof mask.

The look she gave Ji Feng was now filled with a hint of fear.

This man.

Too strong.

Strong to the point of despair.

On the other side of the preparation area.

The Shrek members looked ashen.

Tang San was supported by Dai Mubai.

Blood still hung from the corner of his mouth.

He stared fixedly at the stage.

His eyes were filled with unwillingness and resentment.

"How is this possible..."

Tang San muttered to himself.

"My Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track..."

"My Mysterious Jade Hand..."

"Could they not even block a single arrow?"

The battle just now remained vivid in his mind.

He had thought that by relying on the Tang Sect's unique skills.

He would be enough to crush Ji Feng.

But Ji Feng had simply drawn his bow.

One arrow, two arrows, three arrows...

The arrows were like maggots on rotting bones.

Every arrow had been precisely predicted.

Sealing off all his paths of retreat.

The third arrow had pierced his right shoulder.

Nailing him to the ground.

It was as if his arrows could automatically track their target!

He guessed right!

Ji Feng's martial soul, Hou Yi.

His basic attacks were impossible to dodge.

Automatic target acquisition!

Humiliation.

Unprecedented humiliation.

"San, stop thinking about it."

Dai Mubai comforted him in a low voice.

But his own hands were trembling as well.

As the Shrek captain.

He knew the horror of Ji Feng better than anyone.

That crushing gap in strength.

Made one feel powerless.

Yu Xiaogang stood to the side.

His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

His fists were clenched, making a cracking sound.

"How is this possible!?"

He roared in a low voice.

"How could San be defeated?"

"Ji Feng's martial soul was clearly trash..."

His words caught halfway.

Because on the stage, Ji Feng drew his bow once more.

The golden arrow shone with boundless light.

Where was there any trace of it being trash?

Yu Xiaogang remembered the Star Dou Great Forest.

Ji Feng snatched the Datura Snake spirit ring.

That line about leaving the spirit ring on the ground.

It still stuck in his throat to this day.

Now.

Ji Feng was slapping his face again.

In front of all of Suotuo City.

He had shot his most prized disciple.

Knocking him to the ground.

"Teacher..."

Tang San spoke weakly.

"Ji Feng... he..."

"Has invited his own death!"

The last half of the sentence.

Was squeezed out through gritted teeth.

The killing intent in his eyes had almost solidified.

Yu Xiaogang nodded heavily.

"Rest assured, San."

"Teacher will definitely avenge you."

"I will spare no cost to destroy him!"

Yet, he felt no confidence in his heart.

Ji Feng was growing too fast.

Faster than anyone could imagine.

On the spirit fighting stage.

The battle was nearing its end.

Zhu Zhuqing was covered in wounds.

Her purple leather suit was torn in many places.

Revealing fair skin and bloody gashes.

She gasped for air.

Her spirit power was nearly exhausted.

Ji Feng, however, remained composed.

He even put away his longbow.

"Admit defeat."

He said indifferently.

"I don't want to hurt you too badly."

This sentence was meant with good intentions.

But to Zhu Zhuqing.

It sounded like an insult.

She was proud and stubborn by nature.

She would rather die in battle.

Than bow her head and admit defeat.

"Dream on!"

Zhu Zhuqing hissed.

Her third spirit ring suddenly lit up.

Hell Slash!

She poured all her spirit power into it.

Transforming it into a crescent-shaped blade of light.

It tore through the air, slashing toward Ji Feng.

This was her strongest strike.

And her final counterattack.

The audience held their breath.

Everyone stared with wide eyes.

Ji Feng, however, sighed.

"Why bother?"

He raised his right hand.

His first soul ring flickered slightly.

Poison Extraction activated.

He flicked his fingertip.

A streak of green light shot out, faster than the eye could follow.

It struck the center of the light blade with pinpoint precision.

Crack.

The light blade shattered instantly.

A green mist of poison spread out.

It enveloped Zhu Zhuqing.

"Ugh..."

She let out a muffled groan.

Her body went limp as she collapsed.

Before her consciousness faded.

She saw Ji Feng walking toward her.

He crouched down.

Reaching out, he brushed the stray hair from her forehead.

"Stubborn little wildcat."

His voice carried a hint of a smile.

"We will meet again."

Zhu Zhuqing wanted to glare at him.

But she didn't even have the strength to lift her eyelids.

Her heart began to race out of control again.

Thump, thump.

This bastard...

She lost consciousness.

The referee announced loudly.

"Individual match, Ji Feng wins!"

"A one-on-seven sweep, a total victory over Shrek!"

After a brief silence.

The entire arena erupted in thunderous applause.

The cheers were deafening.

"Ji Feng! Ji Feng! Ji Feng!"

The audience screamed frantically.

The feat of a one-on-seven sweep.

In the history of the Great Soul Arena in Soto City.

Was extremely rare.

Especially since the opponent was Shrek.

That dark horse which had been the talk of the town lately.

Yet today, they were completely crushed.

Inside the VIP box.

On the soul fighting stage.

Ji Feng waved to the audience.