Red and Gold Talents Fully Activated!

"Mmm..." The comforting words were interrupted by the sensation of a delicate hand, and Leng Yulai paused.

Seeing Ming Yue's expression, she couldn't help but smile slightly, inwardly chiding herself for letting concern cloud her judgment.

Immediately, she began to introduce the people from Shrek Academy to Ming Yue one by one:

"That's basically it, though in my opinion, the one among them who poses the greatest threat to my sister is that Yun Ming."

"However, besides my sister, we also have Young Master Qiangu Dongfeng on our side, so our chances of winning should be higher."

As she spoke, Leng Yulai offered her own conjecture based on these basic intelligence reports.

"Yun Ming, is it?" Ming Yue murmured the name, his eyes unreadable.

At that moment, as both teams took their positions, the match in the Soul Fighting Arena below officially began.

Martial souls and soul rings, soul spirits and soul skills—various visible energies erupted across the vast Soul Fighting Arena.

With Ming Yue's keen eyesight, he even saw several combatants unleash a powerful strike that instantly turned the tide of battle after a specific part of their body glowed brilliantly!

Such a spectacular scene made Ming Yue's heart race with excitement.

But soon, as the score gradually leveled out, it was time for the key players from both sides to enter the fray.

On the Spirit Pagoda side, it was Leng Yaozhu's turn, while on the Shrek side, it was Yun Ming's.

This scene naturally caused everyone in the private box to sit up straight, and as the battle in the Soul Fighting Arena below commenced, they watched the battlefield without blinking.

Yun Ming was truly a young genius; without even using a soul skill, he held his own against Leng Yaozhu, who was bolstered by Martial Soul Possession and soul skills, relying solely on his self-created spear technique!

To Ming Yue, it even seemed as if Yun Ming was using Sister Yaozhu as a whetstone to refine his spear skills.

On the Soul Fighting Arena, Leng Yaozhu gradually realized this as well.

As her pretty face grew colder, she realized that her younger sister and Ming Yue must be watching her, yet she was being toyed with by her opponent. For a moment, she could no longer suppress the burning rage in her heart!

As her martial soul fully possessed her, all five soul rings lit up, and with two soul spirits circling her body, she unleashed her strongest strike, gathering every ounce of her soul power!

The atmosphere at the scene, unsurprisingly, reached a climax under the impetus of this strike!

This attack, bolstered by high-quality soul spirits, soul rings, and a top-tier martial soul, caused the surrounding space to faintly distort!

Even a peak Soul Emperor would not dare to take it head-on, yet Yun Ming remained indifferent.

Perhaps realizing he had angered his opponent, he simply lit up his soul rings.

With a casual, understated combination of a soul skill and spear technique, he neutralized Leng Yaozhu's strongest attack!

This scene caused everyone to gasp in shock! Immediately after, even more intense cheers erupted.

Seeing this, Leng Yaozhu became even more furious. Ignoring the depletion of her soul power, she forcibly stimulated her martial soul and, aided by her soul spirits, charged straight at Yun Ming!

"No! Sister!"

Leng Yulai's worried words had barely left her lips when, amidst the smoke raised by an energy explosion, Leng Yaozhu was sent flying like a willow catkin.

"Sister Yaozhu!"

With his excellent eyesight, Ming Yue clearly saw Leng Yaozhu's pale face, the blood spilling from the corners of her lips, and the wounds on her body that wouldn't stop bleeding!

His mind went blank; the so-called knowledge he had possessed until now felt like nothing more than trash in this moment.

Power! Ming Yue had never craved power as much as he did right now!

[Ding! The more one lacks something, the more one craves it! Under extreme emotional stimulation, your talents "Void Archives (Red)" and "Great Inventor (Gold)" have been fully activated at this moment!!!]

The simulator's prompt rang out at the perfect time. In that instant, Ming Yue felt as if the strings of certain limitations on his body had been completely snapped!

The Void Archives hovered before him, glowing with brilliant golden light. The truths of the world threw their doors wide open to Ming Yue!

"Ah Yue!"

"Hiss!"

Such a massive commotion naturally caused everyone in the private box to look over.

To this, Ming Yue simply stood up calmly. He silently recited Thousand Worlds in his heart, and as the Void Archives flickered, Ming Yue's figure appeared in the Soul Fighting Arena below!

"You really love to push yourself, Sister Yaozhu."

Leaning down to pick up Leng Yaozhu, whose consciousness was already fading, Ming Yue stood tall:

"You were quite good."

He glanced back at Yun Ming, who looked on with a puzzled expression, and the floating Void Archives flickered once more.

With the young girl in his arms softly calling out "Ah Yue," Ming Yue vanished from the spot.

Returning to the private box to grab Leng Yulai, Ming Yue used the simulated Thousand Worlds to return to his laboratory.

While Leng Yulai was still in a state of bewilderment, he placed Leng Yaozhu on a clean experimental table.

Ming Yue shook his head, which felt slightly swollen and painful from the massive influx of knowledge.

"Simulate Abyss Flower."

Whispering as he raised his hand, a lance with a spear concealed inside materialized in Ming Yue's grasp.

He activated the creation function of the white flower using the remaining soul power of his current level 9 Soul Master status.

Under Leng Yulai's shocked gaze, Ming Yue thrust the white flower into Leng Yaozhu's chest.

As Ming Yue's face grew increasingly pale, the moment he withdrew the white flower, all the wounds across Leng Yaozhu's body were completely repaired.

"Haa—, seriously, that nearly drained a level 9 Soul Master like me dry."

The Abyss Flower reverted back into the Void Archives, hovering before him, while Ming Yue collapsed to the ground in exhaustion.

"Sister. A-Yue, this, this, this, this!"

Only then did she snap out of her daze at Ming Yue's complaint. Looking at Leng Yaozhu, who had recovered as if nothing had happened on the experimental table, Leng Yulai hurriedly helped the weak Ming Yue up.

"Don't worry, Sister Yulai, Sister Yaozhu is fine." Leaning half his weight against Leng Yulai, Ming Yue said softly:

"If you want to ask, you can just consider everything that just happened as a second awakening of my martial soul."

"A-a second awakening?"

Subconsciously moving her elegantly lined swan-like neck, she helped Ming Yue over to a chair to sit down.

Looking at the Void Archives hovering beside him, Leng Yulai truly could not imagine that this regular hexahedron could actually transform into such a long, strange weapon.

"Mmm—." At this moment, Leng Yaozhu on the experimental table opened her beautiful eyes in a daze.

Softly groaning and blinking her beautiful eyes, she realized that what she saw before her was the ceiling of Ming Yue's laboratory.

So, with a swish, she propped up her delicate body and quickly saw Ming Yue, who was sitting nearby with a pale face, and Leng Yulai.

"Yulai, A-Yue! Wasn't I just— A-Yue, what happened to you!?"

With a whoosh, she arrived beside the two of them. In her memory, she had clearly been blasted away by that detestable Yun Ming, who had used her as a whetstone.

Although she vaguely felt a familiar warmth at the very end, logically speaking, her body should have had quite a few wounds at this moment.

Yet now, she only felt that her body had never felt more comfortable.