A Lone Effort, A Perfect Finish to the Martial Soul Fusion Skill

A thunderous shockwave of soul power swept across the entire arena. The pristine obsidian floor cracked into a web of fine fissures, and debris swirled into the air alongside the gale of scattered soul power.

Wu Sidu's pupils constricted sharply. Her pride and joy, the self-created martial soul fusion skill Nether White Tiger, had not been able to withstand even a single claw from that nine-colored dragon shadow.

Terrifying dragon might surged backward along with the collapsing soul power, slamming violently into Wu Sidu's body.

"Pfft..."

A mouthful of blood sprayed from Wu Sidu's lips. Her entire body flew backward for over ten meters before crashing heavily against the barrier at the edge of the arena.

The backlash from the disintegration of the Nether White Tiger, the crushing pressure of the dragon might, and the trauma of extreme force combined to leave her limbs numb. Her internal soul power was in total disarray, and her meridians throbbed with unbearable pain.

She braced herself against the floor, trying to stand, but the moment her fingertips touched the cold stone, another wave of intense dizziness washed over her. After struggling twice, she collapsed limply to her knees, forced to deactivate her martial soul avatar, and lost all ability to continue the fight.

The referee raised a hand. The first of the Shrek Seven, the one with the strongest individual combat power, was out.

The audience from Sun Moon Academy erupted into deafening cheers, the roar of their voices nearly lifting the dome of the arena.

In the VIP box, the smile on Kong Jieming's lips deepened as he swirled his teacup. "A self-created martial soul fusion skill. The talent of this Shrek girl is truly impressive, but unfortunately, she ran into Nanxun."

Zhang Hanlin's eyes crinkled with a smile. "This is only the beginning."

On the arena floor, the situation changed in an instant.

The moment Wu Sidu was defeated, the rest of the Shrek team, who had been ready and waiting, felt no panic despite their surprise at Shen Nanxun's overwhelming individual strength. Their tacit understanding, forged through fighting side-by-side, allowed them to instantly initiate their second encirclement tactic.

Xu Yucheng, who had been silently holding his position, suddenly blurred. Dark, shadowy soul power spread across the ground, and a pitch-black Demon Sickle condensed from the void.

He possessed an extreme attack attribute. Taking advantage of the split second Shen Nanxun had spent crushing Wu Sidu, he transformed into a streak of black light. The Demon Sickle swept horizontally, aiming directly for Shen Nanxun's vitals at a vicious, tricky angle that sealed off all room for evasion.

At almost the same moment, silver light flared in Luo Guixing's eyes.

The space power that had been shattered earlier gathered frantically once more. This time, he poured in the majority of his soul power, creating not just a single restrictive cage, but layers upon layers of spatial barriers. Intersecting spatial rifts densely shrouded the three-meter radius around Shen Nanxun.

With the triple effect of cutting, binding, and displacement locking, he completely sealed off all directions—up, down, left, and right. Even teleportation would be intercepted by the space, as he vowed to lock Shen Nanxun firmly in place.

Directly in front, Tang Wulin's expression was grave. The Blue Silver Grass beneath his feet grew a hundredfold, transforming into thousands of emerald vines as thick as arms. Carrying the immense power of life-binding, they whipped toward Shen Nanxun's limbs and torso, intending to lock down his movements and restrict his soul power circulation.

To the side, Xie Xie suddenly vanished.

With his Light Dragon Dagger fully unleashed, two brilliant blades of light were imbued with extreme speed. Relying on his top-tier agility-attack talent, he circled to Shen Nanxun's blind spot behind him. The light soul power condensed into sharp, piercing edges, waiting to strike and break his defense, coordinating with his teammates to complete the lethal encirclement.

The last to act was the final trump card, Ye Xinglan.

The Star God Sword was bright as snow, and starlight from the dome poured into the blade. Fine stardust flowed along the edge, the sword intent biting and cold.

She stood tall as a pine, leaping into the air. With the Star Sword Art pushed to its limit, thousands of starlights condensed into a highly refined silver sword aura, slashing straight toward the trapped Shen Nanxun.

Spatial lock, Demon Sickle strike, Blue Silver binding, Light Dragon assault, Star Sword slash!

The remaining five members of Shrek unleashed five perfect, interlocking extreme attacks. Combining offense, control, and defense into one, there was not a single flaw. It was their ultimate encirclement tactic, polished through countless battles, enough to crush any seven-man team of the same rank.

They did not abandon their original plan; they were determined to eliminate Shen Nanxun, because if they didn't take him out now, they would be at an even greater disadvantage.

The stands fell silent instantly, and everyone held their breath.

Even the students of Sun Moon Academy felt their hearts tighten. With such tacit coordination and such density of attack, any one of them would have been defeated in an instant.

Yet, Shen Nanxun, surrounded by layers of attacks, had not moved a single step from the beginning.

Facing the overwhelming onslaught, his dark eyes remained calm and ripple-free, save for the nine-colored light deep within them, which grew increasingly brilliant.

In the next instant, a massive surge of nine-colored origin soul power exploded outward!

Several types of elemental power erupted from his body simultaneously, weaving into an Elemental Canopy that shimmered with nine-colored radiance, steadily shielding his entire body.

The first to collide with the defense was Luo Guixing's spatial barrier.

The nine-colored elemental power contained the origin of heaven and earth, suppressing all acquired abilities. The moment the dense spatial rifts touched the Elemental Canopy, they instantly dissolved and disintegrated. The layers of spatial binding and spatial cutting were rendered into nothingness.

Luo Guixing's face turned deathly pale. His spatial control, which had drained his soul power, was broken so easily that the backlash left his chest feeling stifled, and he stumbled back two steps.

"The space power was suppressed?" Luo Guixing was shocked to his core, unable to believe it.

Before he could recover, Shen Nanxun tilted his body slightly and gripped the air with his five fingers.

The free-roaming fire elements in the air gathered instantly, condensing into a scorching, solid giant palm of flame that backhanded the incoming Demon Sickle.

High-temperature flames instantly engulfed the black Demon Sickle, the intense light of the fire suppressing the dark soul power and burning Xu Yucheng's shadow origin.

As the shadow soul power rapidly dissolved, Xu Yucheng felt a violent surge of fire power rush through the sickle and into his own martial soul. His arm went numb with pain, the palm holding the sickle nearly split open, and he was sent flying by the residual force of the giant palm. He crashed to the ground, his shadow soul power in chaos, and the Demon Sickle shattered instantly.

One move to break Xu Yucheng's shadow killing blow!

At the same time, the thousands of Blue Silver vines wrapped around his limbs and torso tightened.

Tang Wulin's eyes narrowed as he poured his full life force into the vines, attempting to use them to bind Shen Nanxun.

But the next second, earth elements condensed heavily around Shen Nanxun, forming a hard, boundless Earth Barrier that firmly resisted the vines' constriction and piercing.

Immediately following, another burst of flame erupted. Tang Wulin's pride and joy, the life-binding Blue Silver, was utterly fragile in the face of absolute elemental suppression!

Not only that, but a heavy, mountain-like force of absolute power surged back along the broken vines.

Tang Wulin shuddered, his legs sinking deep into the stone floor. His blood surged uncontrollably, and he was forced to retreat repeatedly as his frontal suppression completely collapsed.

Without the Golden Dragon King bloodline, even though he had awakened part of the Blue Silver Emperor's power and fused with the essence of the Goddess of Life, he still could not contend with this.

Xie Xie, who was sneaking in from the blind spot on the side, was moving so fast he was nothing but a blur of light, the edge of his Light Dragon Dagger about to touch Shen Nanxun's back.

Shen Nanxun, however, seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. Dark elements instantly condensed behind him, forming a pitch-black, solidified elemental barrier.

The blade of light struck the dark elemental barrier, and the two poles of light and darkness collided violently, emitting a piercing roar.

The extreme speed and light-based piercing that Xie Xie relied on for his fame could not break through even a fraction against such perfectly balanced dark elemental defense.

There is no absolute restraint between light and darkness; the stronger one simply suppresses the weaker.

Before he could change his tactics, a tyrannical elemental thrust erupted, directly blasting him away as he charged at high speed.

Xie Xie lost control of his body in mid-air, tumbling repeatedly. The light of his two Light Dragon Daggers dimmed, and his advantage as an agility-type attacker was completely locked down; he didn't even have the qualification to get close.

A mere three breaths!

The four major offensives—spatial, shadow, life, and agility—were all dismantled!

On the field, only Ye Xinglan's Star Sword Aura remained, slashing down from the air. Thousands of starlight rays dazzled, carrying an extremely sharp sword intent; it was Shrek's final offensive.

Everyone's gaze was focused on this last strike.

Ye Xinglan's eyes were cold. Pouring her entire soul power and star power to the limit, this strike condensed all of her fighting spirit.

Years of sharpening a sword, today is the day to test its edge!

Shen Nanxun raised his eyes, looking at the silver sword aura descending, his expression remaining indifferent.

He slowly raised his right hand, nine-colored dragon patterns covering his entire arm. Simply and plainly, he struck out with his palm, meeting the Star God Sword's ultimate strike head-on!

The nine-colored palm print and the sword aura collided with a boom!

An earth-shattering roar exploded throughout the arena. Cracks on the competition stage spread and widened again, rubble flew into the air, and a soul power storm swept across the entire field.

The seemingly peerless Star Sword intent shattered piece by piece under the absolute crushing force of Shen Nanxun's comprehensive power.

The starlight filling the sky dissipated, the condensed sword aura snapped inch by inch, and the biting sword intent vanished completely.

"Impossible!" Ye Xinglan's pupils constricted, her heart filled with disbelief.

Her Star God Sword was an ultimate tool-type martial soul, its sword intent sharp and unparalleled, yet at this moment, her full-force strike had been defeated by his bare hands!

Shen Nanxun was even stronger than he had been a few years ago.

The immense force rebounded violently along the blade, the terrifying power surging into her limbs and bones.

Ye Xinglan's sword-wielding arm went numb, and she could no longer hold the hilt.

The Star God Sword flew from her hand, landing on the stage several meters away, its starlight dim.

She was sent flying backward by the massive impact, landing unsteadily and retreating several steps. Her chest heaved violently, and a trace of crimson blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

The power of a single palm: shattered the Star Sword, broke the sword intent, and severely wounded Ye Xinglan!

The dust slowly settled, and the noisy arena fell into sudden, dead silence.

On the massive competition stage, all five Shrek members were in a state of decline. They were only barely avoiding elimination thanks to the buns Xu Lizhi kept passing them.

The perfect encirclement tactic the seven had meticulously polished, with its layers of offensives and step-by-step lethal moves, was like dry wood snapping before the strength of Shen Nanxun alone, completely crushed in every aspect.

From beginning to end, Shen Nanxun stood at the center of the stage, his robes unruffled, his hair unmoved. The nine-colored light around him slowly receded, his aura as steady as ever; he hadn't even used a single trump card, acting with complete ease.

One person, crushing the entire Shrek lineup!

The silence lasted only for an instant. The next second, earth-shattering cheers erupted, resounding throughout the entire Ming Capital!

In the VIP seats, Kong Jieming slowly stood up, his eyes filled with gratification as he spoke lightly: "Five years ago, two against seven to break Shrek; today, one person crushes the seven of Shrek. When has the pride of my Sun Moon ever been weak!"

Zhang Hanlin clapped and laughed, his voice incredibly hearty: "After today, the world will know that Shrek's myth of invincibility has long been completely shattered by my Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy!"

"We haven't lost yet!" Luo Guixing stood up, unconvinced, wanting to continue the fight.

His voice was hoarse, his silver-white eyes filled with unwillingness. He held his hands in a void, and the remaining spatial power gathered once more. Even if only the last shred of soul power remained, he would continue to fight.

Tang Wulin did not speak, merely withdrawing his remaining Blue Silver Grass into his body. The life energy of the Blue Silver Emperor flowed slowly through his meridians, repairing the wounds that had just been torn open.

In this battle, everyone had their own persistence.

In their eyes, the glory of Shrek must be defended!

Ye Xinglan, however, suddenly curled the corner of her mouth slightly. She was truly convinced this time. If four years ago she had witnessed Shen Nanxun's strength, then now she truly recognized the uncrossable chasm between them.

But just then, Shen Nanxun did not strike again, retreating directly.

Weng Daimin and Xue Liushuang, who had been standing in the back row without moving, walked out side by side.

Weng Daimin was usually giggly and the most talkative of the seven, but at this moment, there was not a hint of a joke on her face. Ice elements condensed in her palms, and freezing white frost spread from her arms across her entire body.

Xue Liushuang walked to her side, clutching her Frost Sword, her ice-blue hair fluttering slightly in the wake of the soul power.

The remaining cleanup was her and Weng Daimin's responsibility.

"You say you haven't lost yet?" Weng Daimin tilted her head, her tone carrying a sense of natural confidence. "Then try to see if you can take this move of ours. If you can take it, you win. If you can't..."

The two looked at each other and then clasped their hands together.

At that moment, an extremely dazzling light shone from both of them simultaneously. Weng Daimin's ice, Xue Liushuang's sword. The two vastly different yet perfectly compatible martial soul powers merged with a boom between their clasped palms, and the first snowflake fell from the sky above the competition stage.

The snowflake was huge, as wide as a palm, with six distinct corners. Then came the second, the third, thousands upon thousands of them.

The temperature of the entire competition stage plummeted by dozens of degrees in an instant. A thin film of ice covered the White Obsidian floor, and fine ice crystals danced through the air.

A massive phantom slowly rose from behind the two, taking the silhouette of a woman formed entirely of ice and snow. Her long hair cascaded like a glacier, and her eyes were two orbs of frigid icy flame. She raised her hand, gripping a greatsword forged from pure cold, and as the blade passed, all moisture in the entire arena froze in silence.

Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Ice and Snow Goddess.

A four-ring Soul Ancestor-level Martial Soul Fusion Skill, its power was sufficient to crush Soul Kings across ranks, and it could even contend with a Soul Emperor for a short time.

The Ice and Snow Goddess raised her greatsword and brought it down.

Myriad snowflakes converged into an incredibly thick and brilliant ice-blue beam of sword light, cleaving through the very center of the competition platform. Shrek's final line of defense shattered instantly under this strike, and six figures were sent flying simultaneously.

All six were eliminated at once. The referee raised his right hand high.

The entire arena fell silent for three full seconds before erupting into deafening cheers.

Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy, total victory.

The live broadcast across three platforms froze on the moment the Ice and Snow Goddess brought down her blade, and the chat feed was already scrolling frantically.

"Sun Moon is awesome."

"The era of Shrek has ended."