Fierce Tiger Roar

Originally, encouraged by Ye Zhiqiu, Cheng Hu had already cast aside his fear of Wang Sheng.

But when he saw that dazzling purple, fear flickered in Cheng Hu's heart once more.

Still, he forced himself to calm down!

"Phew!"

Cheng Hu took a deep breath, and his gaze gradually grew resolute. "Wang Sheng, although I know I'm no match for you, I want to know the gap between us. Please give it everything you have."

"Alright!"

Ye Zhiqiu's expression below the stage improved slightly as he thought to himself, This time, I haven't lost face for nothing. At least my three most outstanding students have all grown.

Wang Sheng was also taken aback. His expression immediately turned serious as he replied earnestly, "I'll go all out, but you'd better be prepared."

A smile also appeared on the referee teacher's face. As a teacher of the academy, this sort of healthy competition was exactly what he most wanted to see.

"The match begins!"

The moment the referee teacher's words fell, Wang Sheng's First Soul Ring immediately lit up.

A great amount of flame surged from the Blazing Blade, enveloping his entire body!

Blood Flame Impact!

Wang Sheng pointed the tip of the Blazing Blade in his hand at Cheng Hu, then shot toward him like an arrow leaving the bow.

Cheng Hu's expression changed as he shouted, "Tiger King Body!"

The Netherworld Tiger martial soul around him grew several sizes larger, and it even glimmered with a trace of golden light.

"This soul skill... it's quite similar to the Seven Monsters' Eldest, Dai Mubai's first soul skill, White Tiger Protection Barrier. It probably enhances attack, defense, and strength at the same time. I just don't know whether it's as strong as Dai Mubai's fifty-percent boost."

As Wang Sheng charged forward, his Soul Power grew a little stronger.

With all his abilities greatly enhanced, Cheng Hu threw a punch directly at Wang Sheng.

Collapse!

Fist and blade collided violently.

The instant they made contact, Cheng Hu felt a powerful force knock him backward.

"So strong!"

Cheng Hu's remark was not only directed at Wang Sheng's strength, but also at his flames. His fist had already suffered extensive burns, and the waves of stabbing pain made his face twitch from time to time.

"How is that possible?"

Ye Zhiqiu stared in shock from below the stage. Cheng Hu was a strength-type Soul Master and had been born with immense strength.

In terms of raw power alone, even ordinary three- or four-ringed Soul Masters might not necessarily surpass him.

Unfortunately, he did not know that Wang Sheng cultivated the Shaolin treasure, the Marrow Cleansing Sutra. His physical condition grew stronger by the day, and his strength far exceeded that of ordinary people.

"What tyrannical flames!"

Unlike Ye Zhiqiu, the Spirit Hall deacon watching from afar was shocked by Cheng Hu's burned fist.

One had to know that under the protection of Soul Power, it was not so easy for flames to injure someone.

At that moment, he decided that as soon as this competition ended, he would report all of Wang Sheng's information to the main hall.

"Phew..."

Cheng Hu took a deep breath. His expression had never been so grave, while his eyes brimmed with fighting spirit as he looked at Wang Sheng. "Wang Sheng, take one of my attacks too."

Before his words had even faded, Cheng Hu's second Soul Ring lit up.

Fierce Tiger Roar!

Cheng Hu opened his mouth wide and let out a wild roar toward the sky. The air around him instantly distorted, then formed a shockwave that spread in all directions.

"An area attack? A Second Soul Ring Skill?"

Cheng Hu's talent truly was not bad. Unfortunately, this area attack was somewhat difficult to control. If used in a group battle, it would not only injure enemies, but allies as well.

Still, this soul skill was undeniably practical and powerful, especially when one person was being attacked by a group.

Phoenix Flame Soar!

Facing such a powerful attack, Wang Sheng had no choice but to unleash his strongest strike.

A great amount of flame surged from the Blazing Blade in his hand.

Boom!

As the shockwave neared him, Wang Sheng suddenly swung his blade. The flames on the Blazing Blade immediately transformed into a soaring flaming phoenix, which slammed fiercely into Cheng Hu's shockwave.

Their attacks only held each other off for two or three breaths before the gap between a Millennium Soul Ring and a Century Soul Ring became apparent.

The flaming phoenix let out a cry, its flames swelling once more as it directly broke through Cheng Hu's shockwave and continued toward him with even greater force.

"Not good!"

Ye Zhiqiu and the referee teacher below the stage both flashed into the arena, positioning themselves in front of Cheng Hu.

They threw a punch almost simultaneously.

Collapse!

The flaming phoenix was instantly scattered.

Cheng Hu, standing behind Ye Zhiqiu and the referee teacher, was somewhat dazed. Wang Sheng's move had been far too powerful.

Not just him—even Ye Zhiqiu and the referee teacher exchanged a glance, both thinking, No wonder he could kill a Three-Ring Soul Elder. This little monster's attack is no weaker than an ordinary Soul Master's third soul skill, perhaps even stronger! As expected of a Millennium Soul Ring. No, this probably isn't an ordinary Millennium Soul Ring. He must have obtained it from some extraordinary Soul Beast!

Ye Zhiqiu in particular had the Mystic Ice Turtle martial soul, an ice-attributed martial soul. Yet the instant he came into contact with Wang Sheng's flames just now, he had actually felt a sense of oppression.

This could only be suppression by a higher-grade martial soul over one of the same type but lower grade. Or perhaps attribute suppression produced when two opposing martial souls differed greatly in power.

One had to know that his Mystic Ice Turtle martial soul could be considered an extremely powerful martial soul.

If not for his poor circumstances in the past, which had forced him to obtain only a Ten-Year Soul Ring for his First Soul Ring and left him inherently weaker, then even compared to Xue Yue now—

He would not still be merely a Spirit King. One had to know that he was a full ten years older than Xue Yue.

He could not help but take a deep look at the Blazing Blade in Wang Sheng's hand. This was definitely a top-tier martial soul! Although he had never heard of it before, its power was beyond doubt.

At this moment, the referee recovered from his shock and immediately announced, "Class 1's Wang Sheng wins this match. Class 2's three students have all been defeated. In the Class Battle of Class 2 challenging Class 1, Class 1 is victorious."

"After a short rest, the four-versus-four Class Battle between Class 3 and Class 1 will begin."

Cheng Hu was not discouraged by his defeat. Instead, he looked at Wang Sheng with fighting spirit and said, "You're truly formidable. I hope I can fight you again next time! When that time comes, I won't lose to you as easily as I did today."

Wang Sheng merely replied calmly, "Although your talent and soul skills are both decent, if you want to defeat me... I can only say that you should think about it in your dreams!"

Cheng Hu: "..."

Ye Zhiqiu: "..."

Referee teacher: "..."

They knew Wang Sheng was right. Cheng Hu was already twelve years old, while Wang Sheng was not even seven. Their talents could not be compared at all, and the gap in their future strength would only grow greater.

But that was just too... well, you know!