Dean, Guaranteed Win!

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Divine Dragon Shattering Hunting Claw!"

As Yang Teng and Gu Yena fused their spirit power, a colossal dragon claw phantom—imbued with the ancient majesty of the Space-Time Divine Dragon and the Silver Dragon King—tore through space.

Trailing five clearly visible spatial fissures, it slammed down ferociously toward the combined Shenfeng Chihuo Academy team!

At that moment, Feng Xiaotian's body was wreathed in wind and fire, his momentum climbing to an unprecedented peak as he prepared to unleash his strongest strike.

However, the instant that fused dragon claw appeared, he knew he was wrong—wrong to a ridiculous degree!

It was an absolute suppression originating from a higher level, a far more ancient bloodline.

"This... how is this possible?!"

The arrogance and confidence on Feng Xiaotian's face were completely replaced by incredulous horror.

"They... they actually still had a Martial Soul Fusion Skill hidden?! And one of such..."

Before he could finish, the dragon claw arrived!

"BOOM!!!"

The wind-fire barrier Feng Xiaotian had gathered with all his might shattered like paper. He was sent flying like a kicked ball, blood spraying wildly from his mouth.

The armor on his chest was torn instantly, revealing five terrifying claw marks that reached the bone, and he lost consciousness on the spot.

"Feng Xiaotian!"

Huo Wu's eyes were bloodshot. Watching Feng Xiaotian suffer a crushing defeat and fall into a coma, an unprecedented wave of fury and humiliation clouded her mind.

She let out a shriek, disregarding the massive gap in strength between them. Blazing flames erupted from her body, and she charged toward Yang Teng without a second thought, pushing against the lingering pressure of the dragon claw that had yet to fully dissipate!

"You son of a bitch, Yang Teng! I'm going to kill you!"

Seeing this, Yang Teng frowned, a flicker of impatience crossing his eyes.

He had never had much patience for such reckless behavior, where one was blinded by emotion and completely ignored the disparity in strength.

He had agreed to a duel with Feng Xiaotian; since the other party was inferior, he had already shown mercy by not killing him. For Huo Wu to charge up now was simply asking for humiliation.

"Stubborn fool."

Yang Teng let out a cold snort.

He raised his hand again, making a motion to strike at Huo Wu and the few Shenfeng Chihuo members behind her, who were filled with indignation yet unable to hide their fear!

"Yang Teng! Show mercy! We, Shenfeng Chihuo, concede! We concede!"

The team leader of Shenfeng Chihuo Academy was scared out of his wits, screaming at the top of his lungs, his voice cracking from extreme terror.

He knew clearly that if that claw actually landed, Huo Wu and the others would be dead or severely crippled!

"In the end, I, Yang Teng, still cannot bring myself to be heartless."

Hearing this, Yang Teng snorted coldly. With a shift of his mind, the massive dragon claw phantom slowly dissipated into the air.

The five spatial fissures, slowly mending, served as proof of the terror of that previous strike.

He glanced at Huo Wu, who was being held back by her teammates while still glaring at him with bloodshot eyes, and tossed out a remark in an indifferent tone:

"If word got out that I, Yang Teng, bullied a woman... I couldn't afford that loss of face."

Having said that, he ignored the grief and indignation of the Shenfeng Chihuo team, turned around, and led Gu Yena and the Tianshui Academy members off the arena calmly amidst the referee's announcement of their victory.

"Tianshui Academy successfully advances to the grand finals!"

High in the stands, in the exclusive viewing area for Spirit Hall.

Hu Liena instinctively covered her delicate, cherry-red lips with a slender hand, her beautiful face filled with shock and gravity.

"This Tianshui Academy... this Yang Teng and Gu Yena... they are far more troublesome than we had anticipated!"

Her voice carried a trace of imperceptible dryness.

A Martial Soul Fusion Skill! And one of such terrifying power, clearly surpassing the level of an ordinary Spirit King! This completely disrupted all the tactical assumptions they had made regarding Yang Teng and Gu Yena.

Beside her, Xie Yue's expression was equally grim.

Although to the outside world he, the captain of the Golden Generation, was the undisputed number one, they knew the truth: that position actually belonged to his sister, Hu Liena.

Yan, standing to the side, had a face ashen with rage. He was naturally highly competitive, and after seeing the fierce momentum Feng Xiaotian had displayed with support earlier, he had secretly compared himself to him.

But that effortless claw from Yang Teng and Gu Yena had completely shattered his illusions; it was a sense of disparity that induced despair.

In the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament, the Spirit Hall team had won the championship for countless consecutive years, long regarded as a symbol of invincibility.

Yet today, facing Yang Teng and Gu Yena—whom they had not even directly engaged—these three proud members of the Golden Generation found themselves, quite unexpectedly, harboring the thought that they might not be able to defeat their opponents!

The next matchup: Shrek Academy versus the Spirit Hall team!

Without the powerful obstacle of Shenfeng Chihuo to wear them down, Shrek Academy was able to save their long-hidden trump card, the Seven-in-One Fusion Skill, until the very end.

Under Tang San's leadership, the Shrek Seven Devils gave their all, even forcing Tang San to unleash his True Martial Soul early to defeat the Spirit Hall team.

The audience watched in disbelief as the Golden Generation fell on the arena while the Shrek Seven Devils remained standing.

The Spirit Hall Golden Generation, regarded as the favorites to win this tournament, had actually fallen at the threshold of the grand finals!

"I am not reconciled!"

Pope Bibi Dong, who sat in the seat of honor witnessing the entire process, did not reveal much shock or disappointment on her face.

Her gaze did not even linger long on the defeated Golden Generation or the victorious Shrek Seven Devils, but instead looked far away toward the direction of the Tianshui Academy rest area.

The existence of Yang Teng and Gu Yena had completely transcended the scope of the younger generation; in her view, the defeat of the Golden Generation was merely one of the inevitable results under the influence of this variable.

Bibi Dong's purple eyes were deep, and a question echoed repeatedly in her heart:

Yang Teng... just how many secrets are you still hiding? Just who... are you exactly?

At night, in a luxurious restaurant in Spirit City.

To celebrate Tianshui Academy's historic breakthrough into the finals of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament, Dean Shui Yunxia personally hosted the event, booking the best private room in the restaurant.

Shui Yunxia raised her glass and walked over to Yang Teng and Gu Yena, her face flushed with irrepressible excitement.

She looked at these two young people before her who could be called "monsters," her tone sincere and filled with emotion:

"Yang Teng, Gu Yena, on behalf of the entire Tianshui Academy, I toast you both! The academy's achievements today are inseparable from your immense contributions! Without you, we could never have reached this point!"

She drained the wine in her glass in one gulp, then set it down, her expression turning somewhat solemn as she lowered her voice:

"However, tomorrow is the final battle, and our opponent is Shrek Academy. Everyone saw it today—the Clear Sky Avatar that Tang San unleashed at the end..."

Mentioning the phantom of that massive Clear Sky Hammer that had spanned the arena, the joyful atmosphere in the private room froze for an instant.

A trace of lingering fear flashed across the faces of Shui Bing'er, Xue Wu, and the others; that terrifying might still haunted everyone's minds, unable to be shaken off.

Shui Yunxia took a deep breath and continued:

"I know you are very strong, but Shrek Academy's Seven-in-One Fusion Skill is by no means child's play. Tomorrow's battle will surely be extremely dangerous. If... if you truly cannot win, it is fine to concede."

"Having reached the finals, we have already made history. Protecting your own safety is the top priority."

Shui Yunxia's words were filled with concern, fearing that Yang Teng and Gu Yena might take risks for the sake of victory.

Upon hearing this, Yang Teng gently swirled the wine glass in his hand, a signature smile appearing on his face—one that was somewhat lazy yet incomparably confident.

Yang Teng turned to Shui Yunxia and all the Tianshui Academy members who were casting worried glances, raised his glass, and spoke in a clear, powerful voice filled with confident certainty:

"Rest assured, Dean."

The arc of Yang Teng's lips widened.

"We've got this win in the bag!"