Zhao Wuji Was Injured! Gu Qing's Terrifying Backing! Shrek Officially Struck Off!

Gu Qing slightly condensed his fist, and pure physical fist intent abruptly gathered into form.

A lustrous jade-white force surged and churned, weaving and condensing around his fist before transforming in an instant into the phantom of a Mystic Jade Dragon head four or five zhang long.

The dragon head reared up, savage and majestic. Its whiskers flowed gracefully, and its eyes glowed with a faint jade-white radiance. Though it was merely a phantom formed from energy, it possessed an supreme aura that looked down upon all things, freezing the surrounding air completely!

Everyone stared fixedly at the Mystic Jade Dragon phantom coiling around Gu Qing's fist. Their pupils contracted, their breathing stopped, and their hearts were filled with indescribable horror!

Ning Rongrong abruptly covered her small mouth, her trembling voice escaping:

"A Self-Created Soul Skill! It really is a Self-Created Soul Skill!"

"How is that possible... How could a twelve-year-old Soul Elder do something like this?!"

As the little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she had read through the sect's ancient tomes and collections, yet she had never heard of anyone comprehending something through their physical body at the Soul Elder realm and creating a personal Self-Created Soul Skill on the spot!

Zhao Wuji, who had been furious, agitated, and stifling his resentment, felt his scalp explode as every hair on his body stood on end.

"Not good!"

A sense of alarm swept through his body, and the instincts honed through decades of life-and-death battles screamed a frantic warning.

Zhao Wuji knew very well that if this attack landed solidly on him, then even with his powerful body and peerless defense, he would definitely suffer severe injuries.

Zhao Wuji's eyes turned bloodshot, his beard and hair flaring wildly as he exhausted all his Soul Power and roared:

"Vajra Bear, Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!!"

Vast Soul Power flooded his body wildly. Zhao Wuji instantly transformed, his body expanding explosively as he became a Vajra Bear Avatar several zhang tall. Black bear armor covered his entire body, with dark golden Soul Power patterns flowing across its surface.

Everyone in the arena widened their eyes in disbelief!

A dignified Level 76 veteran assault-type Soul Sage had actually been forced by a twelve-year-old Level 39 boy to use his trump-card Martial Soul Avatar!

Gu Qing's gaze turned icy. His fist trembled slightly, and the Mystic Jade Dragon phantom abruptly tore through the air, blasting straight toward the defensive barrier formed by Zhao Wuji's crossed Vajra Bear Avatar arms.

Where the fist phantom passed, the air violently collapsed and shattered. The pure force of physical suppression completely locked down the entire offensive and defensive area!

Boom! Boom, boom!

Deep, heavy impacts exploded with a thunderous crash!

Visible rings of airwaves swept madly outward from the point of collision. Every shattered stone on the ground was ground into dust, while the stone slabs at the edge of the training ground cracked apart layer by layer!

The enormous Vajra Bear Avatar shook violently, and countless tiny cracks instantly exploded across the surface of its hard black armor.

The Martial Soul Avatar defense that Zhao Wuji had maintained with all his strength ultimately blocked most of the attack's power, protecting his internal organs, bones, and tendons from serious injury!

Yet that terrifying penetrating fist intent still tore through the Avatar's defenses and invaded deep into his body!

"Pfft!"

Zhao Wuji's massive body shook violently, and he staggered. A mouthful of warm blood surged uncontrollably from his throat, only for him to forcibly swallow it back down.

Tearing pain shot through the meridians of his shoulders, neck, chest, and arms, while the fine bloody marks on his body instantly spread and deepened.

It was a minor injury!

But this injury was already shocking beyond belief!

A Level 39 Soul Elder had shattered a Soul Sage's Martial Soul Avatar barrier with a Self-Created physical Soul Skill and even drawn blood from him.

Dust burst outward, and the jade-colored aftershock of the fist energy slowly dispersed through the air!

Gu Qing stood where he was, straight as a pine tree. His robes fluttered without wind, and his aura remained calm and composed.

In contrast, Zhao Wuji's entire body was covered in cracks, its luster dimmed. His massive body radiated a chaotic, fluctuating aura, and his bear eyes were bloodshot and savage, filled with intertwining humiliation and fury.

He had lived for most of his life and fought across the land. When had he ever suffered such extraordinary humiliation?

From beginning to end, he had not been able to touch his opponent at all. He had been toyed with at close range by a low-level Soul Elder, then forced to activate his Martial Soul Avatar before being injured by a single attack.

This was no longer a defeat. It was a complete loss of face!

Gu Qing raised his eyes and looked at the enraged, unrestrained Zhao Wuji. His voice still carried the excitement of having created a Self-Created Soul Skill:

"I've had my fill. Let's end the battle here."

The moment those words fell, Zhao Wuji was so angry that he laughed!

His hoarse, crazed laughter echoed throughout the entire Shrek training ground, filled with rage and humiliation:

"Hahaha!! End the battle here?"

"You insignificant Soul Elder, you toyed with me, injured my Avatar, humiliated me, and now that you've had enough, you think you can end this with one casual sentence?"

The remaining Soul Power around Zhao Wuji surged again. His wavering Martial Soul Avatar lit up with dim golden light as monstrous savagery swept across the entire arena.

"I will not let this go today!!"

"I'd like to see how much Soul Power a mere Soul Elder like you still has!"

Amid his furious roar, Zhao Wuji abandoned all defense and charged viciously toward Gu Qing with a berserk assault that risked severely injuring himself.

A gale swept through the area, and everyone instinctively assumed that Gu Qing would turn into an afterimage and swiftly evade in the next instant.

But just as this killing blow was about to land.

The entire world suddenly fell deathly silent, and the gale came to a halt!

A solitary black figure silently stepped into the void, shrouding the entire training ground. No pressure ran rampant, nor did any overwhelming aura erupt, yet that back alone froze every force between heaven and earth.

A broad, heavy palm slowly pressed down from the void!

Boom!!

Zhao Wuji, who had just been lunging forward in a berserk attack, instantly froze rigidly in midair. His Martial Soul Avatar completely solidified, his Soul Power was utterly locked down, and his flesh, blood, and meridians were all restrained.

He remained frozen in his savage pouncing posture, his eyes wide open, rage and terror fixed upon his face as he became utterly unable to move.

A Titled Douluo!

That man who looked like a down-and-out vagabond was a Titled Douluo.

No one had expected that at the end of this absurd duel, in which a Soul Elder had toyed with a Soul Sage, a true Titled Douluo would emerge!

Tang Hao glanced at Zhao Wuji, pinned in midair, then at the devastated training ground. He snorted coldly. "The kid said stop. Didn't you hear him?"

Zhao Wuji's enormous Vajra Bear Avatar was pressed back into human form by an invisible force. He fell from the air and staggered several steps before managing to steady himself, his clothes soaked through with cold sweat.

Such a great figure had actually been silently protecting this twelve-year-old boy from behind!

Flender's body stiffened, his face pale as he clenched his fists tightly. The last trace of hope in his heart completely crumbled.

Shrek had stood for decades. In the eyes of ordinary people, it was a cradle for geniuses, but before a Titled Douluo, it was nothing more than an insignificant ant amid the dust.

All the examinees present remained silent as cicadas in winter, not even daring to breathe too loudly. Everyone stared blankly at the upright young figure in the arena.

Only at this moment did they finally understand...

This was not a genius challenging someone above his level!

This was an unparalleled genius protected by a Titled Douluo, honing himself in the outside world and casually toying with a veteran Soul Sage!

Above the void, Tang Hao's indifferent gaze swept over the entire arena. No one dared meet his eyes.

He said nothing more. He merely protected Gu Qing and subdued the people of Shrek before slowly fading away and disappearing without a sound, as if he had never appeared.

Yet the terrifying lingering might of a Titled Douluo still hung heavily over the entire Shrek training ground.

Only after a long while did faint, scattered sounds of breathing slowly return to the deathly silent grounds.

Gu Qing looked across the entire arena and slowly stepped forward. His clear young voice rang throughout the grounds, reaching every person's ears with perfect clarity.

"Shrek, the Monster Academy, has an undeserved reputation. It is nothing but stagnant and closed-minded!"

"From today onward, Shrek Academy will cease to exist. This place will officially be renamed..."

"Self Academy!"