Any one of them alone would have been enough to support a ten-thousand-year soul skill. Now that all three had stacked together, the resulting boost had far surpassed the scope of an ordinary fourth soul skill.
"Wang Yan, fall back first! Don't face him head-on!" Yan Shaozhe watched anxiously. Ignoring the rules, he secretly transmitted his voice into Wang Yan's ears.
Unfortunately, it was already too late.
Xu Tianyao leaped into the air, crossing more than ten meters and arriving before Wang Yan. His right fist shot forward.
Wang Yan did not even see his movement clearly. Relying solely on battle instinct, he could only raise both arms before his chest.
Bang! The thick dragon scales instantly shattered.
Wang Yan's feet left the ground as his body slammed viciously into the protective barrier. The soul tool barrier shook violently, rings of ripples appearing across its surface.
The shouts from the spectator stands came to an abrupt halt. A sixth-year student stared stiffly at the human-shaped indentation in the barrier.
Wang Yan's earlier burst had only forced Xu Tianyao back a few steps.
Now, Xu Tianyao had used just one punch to send a level-fifty-three Soul King flying to the edge of the arena.
What kind of fourth soul skill was that? Its enhancement was so terrifying that it had directly reversed the situation on the field.
On the Soul Fighting Platform, Wang Yan slid down from the barrier.
The agonizing pain in his arms made his breathing rapid. Large patches of dragon scales had shattered, and his right arm had even bent at an unnatural angle.
However, Xu Tianyao gave him no chance to recover.
The second punch followed immediately.
Wang Yan bit through his tongue, forcibly keeping himself conscious as his fifth soul ring lit up fiercely.
"Fifth soul