Martial Soul True Body vs. Martial Soul True Body!

"Scatter!!!"

Tang San's roar, laced with unprecedented panic, rang in the ears of the Shrek Seven Devils like a thunderclap.

Yang Teng's Space Collapse had been triggered too quickly; a terrifying, invisible suction force capable of devouring even light erupted in an instant.

It formed a pitch-black vortex visible to the naked eye!

Ning Rongrong, who was furthest from Tang San and slightly slower to react, instinctively reached for the Flying Mushroom Sausage that Oscar had prepared the moment she heard Tang San's warning.

But the moment her hand touched her Soul Tool, the suction force enveloped her petite frame! She had no time to bring the sausage to her lips.

Screaming, she was swallowed by the deep, spatial black hole!

"Rongrong!!!"

Oscar's eyes were bloodshot, his heart shattered!

He watched helplessly as Ning Rongrong's figure vanished at the edge of the black hole, the hem of her pink-blue dress flickering out of existence.

In the final instant before she was pulled in, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda spun frantically in her palm.

"Xiao Ao! Catch!"

Using her last ounce of strength, she aimed the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda toward Oscar—it was Ring Fusion!

Before being swallowed by the black hole, she had forcibly activated her Ring Fusion talent, compressing all the remaining soul power in her body into a ball of light and hurling it toward Oscar with all her might!

"Everyone... you must win!!!"

Ning Rongrong's figure vanished completely.

Oscar lunged forward and caught the searing ball of light.

There was no time for grief, no time for hesitation!

Oscar knew what he had to do; suppressing the heart-rending pain, he poured his own soul power into the ball of light and threw it with all his strength toward Ma Hongjun, who was closest to him!

"Fatty! Catch!"

Ma Hongjun's eyes were blood-red, his face streaked with a mixture of sweat and tears; he felt the immense power contained within the light.

Without a moment's hesitation, he poured his remaining Phoenix Soul Power into it frantically, then tossed it to Zhu Zhuqing on the flank!

"Zhuqing!"

Zhu Zhuqing caught it, injected the chilling soul power of her Nether Civet, then passed it to Xiao Wu, who finally threw it to Dai Mubai!

Dai Mubai let out a heaven-shaking Tiger Roar; he held nothing back, not even considering the consequences, and poured every drop of his soul power into the orb!

The light was dazzling, the energy fluctuations causing the entire arena to tremble!

"Xiao San! It's up to you!!!"

Dai Mubai used his last shred of strength to hurl the light ball toward Tang San, who was struggling to stabilize his form while resisting the suction of the Space Collapse.

Then, his burly body, completely drained of soul power, was caught by the aftershock of the black hole; with a muffled groan, he stumbled and fell into the distorted space!

"Boss Dai!!!"

Tang San watched as Dai Mubai vanished, the pain and fury in his heart threatening to consume him.

He had to catch this orb, which held the hopes and strength of all his companions!

However, the moment he reached out, a cold current surged toward him!

"Ice Seal!"

Shui Bing'er, enduring the agonizing backlash from her broken Martial Soul Fusion Skill, seized this fleeting opportunity to activate her first soul skill.

The frigid ice crystals attempted to freeze the light ball flying toward Tang San, even if only for a split second!

"Crack!"

The ice crystals were shattered before they could even touch the surface of the orb! Shui Bing'er's face turned even paler, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

"Yang Teng! What are you doing?!"

She did not understand; they already held the advantage, so why would Yang Teng stop her from interfering with Tang San? It made no sense!

Yang Teng's gaze, however, remained locked on Tang San and the rapidly approaching, ever-brightening ball of light in his hand.

"The championship I want isn't a victory by luck, but a victory of total dominance!"

His eyes swept over Tang San, his tone filled with provocation and absolute confidence:

"Don't they think that by relying on their Seven-in-One Fusion Skill and Tang San's Clear Sky Avatar, they can create miracles and defeat everything?"

"Then today, I will defeat them in the very field where they are most confident and powerful..."

"I will defeat them thoroughly, cleanly, and decisively!"

Yang Teng waved his hand, and a gentle yet irresistible force of space instantly enveloped Shui Bing'er, Xue Wu, Shui Yue'er, and all the other members of Tianshui Academy.

"Yang Teng! Have you lost your mind?! We can still fight!"

Shui Bing'er and the others cried out, struggling, only to find themselves completely unable to resist the power.

"My apologies."

Yang Teng faced them, revealing an expression of extreme sincerity and even a hint of apology for the first time, and bowed slightly.

"The upcoming battle... the power Gu Yena and I are about to unleash may exceed our control. To avoid accidentally harming you, I must ask you to withdraw first."

He raised his head, his gaze turning sharp once more:

"Trust me, trust Gu Yena. The championship will be ours."

Looking at the unprecedented solemnity on Yang Teng's face, Shui Bing'er and the others swallowed the questions and complaints that had been on the tips of their tongues.

They could sense that Yang Teng was not lying; the level of the coming battle might truly be beyond what they could withstand.

"We... understand. Be careful."

Shui Bing'er bit her lip.

On the arena, only Yang Teng, Gu Yena, and the last remaining member of Shrek, Tang San, now remained.

Gu Yena had no objections to Yang Teng's decision and simply nodded gently.

She raised her fair, slender hand, and a crystal-clear shard slowly emerged from her palm.

With a flick of her finger, the crystalline shard turned into a streak of light, silently sinking into the center of Yang Teng's forehead.

"Xiaogang! What... what was that?!"

In the VIP gallery, Liu Erlong exclaimed, gripping Yu Xiaogang's arm tightly.

Yu Xiaogang's face turned deathly pale, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He frantically searched through all the knowledge of martial souls, soul skills, and soul bones he had acquired in his life, but found nothing.

That crystal was completely beyond the scope of his theoretical understanding.

"I... I don't know either!"

Just then, a cold voice filled with disbelief rang out, drawing everyone's attention.

It was the Pope, Bibi Dong.

She stared fixedly at Gu Yena, then looked at Yang Teng, whose forehead was beginning to glow with blue light, her eyes filled with shock:

"Heart of Space... How is this possible? This can only be condensed by someone with a profound understanding of spatial power. This girl's attainments in the way of space are actually... higher than Yang Teng's, and even... higher than This Seat's?!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the VIP gallery fell into a dead silence!

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Poison Douluo, Flender, Liu Erlong... everyone who heard this was struck dumb, too shocked to speak!

Higher than Yang Teng? Even higher than the Pope, Bibi Dong herself? In terms of spatial power?

They looked again at the silver-haired, purple-eyed girl on the arena, who was as cold as the moon, and there was no longer a trace of curiosity or inquiry in their eyes.

Only deep, unspeakable terror remained!

What kind of monsters were these two?!

On the arena.

Having absorbed Gu Yena's "Heart of Space," the blue light on Yang Teng's forehead surged, as if a third eye had suddenly opened!

A terrifying, ancient, and vast dragon might that governed space and time erupted from his body!

"ROAR!!!"

The dragon's roar resounded throughout Spirit City! Behind Yang Teng, the massive phantom of the Space-Time Divine Dragon was no longer in its previous illusory state, but began to solidify rapidly!

Even more shocking was the change in Yang Teng's own body!

Fine silver-purple dragon scales emerged on the surface of his skin, his hands transformed into dragon claws, and small dragon horns sprouted from his forehead, as a violent and noble aura permeated the air!

Martial Soul Avatar!

This was the ultimate form of a martial soul, only achievable upon reaching the seven-ring Soul Saint level!

Before everyone's eyes, Yang Teng had manifested his Martial Soul Avatar!

With the help of Gu Yena's "Heart of Space" and his own ultimate understanding of space and time, he had forcibly crossed that threshold!

Across from him, the moment the orb entered his body, Tang San's frame shuddered violently, and an unimaginably massive power exploded within him!

The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand swelled against the wind, instantly transforming into the "Clear Sky Avatar" that had once defeated the Golden Generation of Spirit Hall!

On the arena, one side featured a silver-purple dragon controlling space and time, while the other held a pitch-black giant hammer that suppressed the heavens!

The commentator's voice trembled and grew hoarse with extreme excitement:

"Martial Soul Avatar! Both sides have unleashed their Martial Soul Avatars!"

"This is the Martial Soul Avatar of the world's number one tool martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, facing off against the unprecedented Space-Time Divine Dragon, the king of beast martial souls!"

He paused, his voice filled with endless emotion and shock:

"This... who would dare believe it! This is just a duel between a group of teenagers!"