Boom!
A wave of force erupted from beneath Phainon's feet.
In an instant, every strand of Blue Silver Grass near him shattered.
Tang San's pupils contracted at the sight, and he thought:
What incredible strength!
Tang San immediately changed tactics, twitching his fingers slightly.
Second Soul Skill: Parasitism!
Blue Silver Grass sprouted anew around Phainon, this time not from the ground, but from the air.
Tiny Blue Silver Grass spores drifted through the air, landed on Phainon's limbs, and grew wildly.
Phainon looked down at them, but still wore a faint smile.
He merely raised his right hand slightly.
His First Soul Ring lit up with a chime.
The next second, a greatsword appeared in his hand.
This sword was called Dawn Invader, the signature weapon of Phainon's Martial Soul, Kaslana.
Phainon simply channeled his strength and swung it lightly.
The Blue Silver Grass wrapped around his arm was instantly cut apart, then quickly burned to ashes by a burst of flame.
Tang San frowned slightly at the sight.
His opponent's Martial Soul actually countered his Blue Silver Grass.
Thinking this, he immediately adjusted his tactics and put some distance between himself and Phainon.
Then, his figure blurred as he immediately used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
He planned to outsmart his opponent with Hidden Weapons.
Phainon stood still.
He watched Tang San's shifting afterimages, his expression still calm.
Seeing that Phainon wasn't moving, Tang San immediately circled behind him and twitched his sleeve.
The next second, several Sleeve Arrows shot out silently, heading straight for the back of Phainon's neck.
Yet Phainon seemed to have eyes in the back of his head.
He merely tilted his head slightly, and the Sleeve Arrows skimmed past his cheek.
Tang San was shocked by the sight and immediately made to flee.
But Phainon gave him no chance. He turned and slashed with his sword.
Tang San hurriedly retreated, but his opponent still cut a gash in the front of his robes.
That was close.
A few dozen meters away, Tang San's forehead beaded with cold sweat.
His opponent's reaction speed was simply too fast.
His Hidden Weapon ambush had actually failed.
But he had no time to think. Phainon was already charging toward him with his sword in hand.
Tang San gritted his teeth and summoned Blue Silver Grass again, hoping to block his opponent's advance. At the same time, he used Purple Demon Eye to predict Phainon's movements and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to escape.
However,
Phainon simply activated his Second Soul Ring with composure.
Then, gripping his sword with both hands, he raised it above his head.
The next second, a massive golden crescent-shaped shockwave swept across the entire Soul Fighting platform.
Every strand of Blue Silver Grass turned to ash the instant it touched the sword's arc.
Tang San was struck by the blow too and sent flying backward.
The spectators in the stands screamed.
"What kind of power is that?"
"A thirty-level fighter can unleash an attack like that?"
"If that hits a person..."
Tang San nearly fell off the platform. After regaining his footing, he stared at Phainon, panting like an ox.
His heart was filled with shock.
He had realized that this man's strength was still growing.
How could this be? He got stronger the longer they fought?
Tang San gritted his teeth and used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track again, then reached his left hand toward his waist.
Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges.
One of his trump cards was hidden inside.
Three Bone-Piercing Nails.
Tang San immediately activated Mysterious Jade Hand.
The three Bone-Piercing Needles shot out at extremely tricky angles.
He was confident Phainon couldn't block them from that angle.
But in the blink of an eye, Phainon held Dawn Invader horizontally in front of himself.
Clang, clang, clang.
Three crisp ringing sounds.
The sword's edge had blocked all three Bone-Piercing Needles.
Tang San's expression changed completely.
His opponent was actually this terrifying.
He had been sure that even Zhao Wuji couldn't have blocked every one of those just now.
After all, he had used this very technique to drive a Dragon Whisker Needle into Zhao Wuji's body before.
But now Phainon had not only stopped them, he was looking at Tang San with a calm expression.
"Is that all you've got?"
Tang San didn't answer. He prepared to pull out more Hidden Weapons.
But Phainon moved just then.
Golden light flashed across Dawn Invader once more. The next moment, a sword-wave that seemed capable of sweeping away thousands of troops surged forth again, more powerful than before.
Tang San tried to dodge, but it was already too late.
The sword-wave struck him, sending him flying off the platform.
He struggled to his feet.
Phainon stood on the platform, Dawn Invader's tip pointed straight at Tang San.
"You lost."
The referee hurried over.
"The match is over! The winner is Phainon of Omphalos Academy!"
As soon as the result was announced, the Soul Fighting Arena erupted again.
"He won? Just like that?"
"That Shrek genius didn't even get a chance to fight back?"
"That's terrifying! Did you see those two sword strikes? I don't think I could've blocked them either."
"And his Second Soul Ring is a thousand-year one. How did he even manage that?"
The spectators in the stands went wild with discussion.
But on Shrek's side, there was only dead silence.
Flender angrily slammed his fist on the table.
"How could this happen?!"
His money! He'd just bet it all, and now it was gone.
Xiao Wu immediately stepped in to comfort Flender. "Dean, Third Brother did his best. His opponent was just too strong."
Ma Hongjun shrank his neck and didn't dare say a word.
Dai Mubai sighed. "Come on, let's go see how Third Brother is doing."
Below the Soul Fighting platform, Tang San looked at Phainon, his lips moving slightly.
"How did you do it?"
Phainon looked at him calmly. "Do what?"
Tang San pointed at his Soul Ring.
"Your Second Soul Ring is a thousand-year one. How did you do it?"
Phainon thought for a moment, glanced at Ye Qiong in the audience, then turned back with a smile.
"Of course our principal helped me get it."
Tang San was stunned.
The principal?
The principal of Omphalos Academy?
I'll remember that.
And so, the thrilling Soul Fighting match came to an end.
In the stands, Wang Sheng jumped up in excitement.
"He won! Phainon won!"
Jiang Zhu was also beaming with excitement.
"Yeah, Xiao Bai is so strong. He dominated from beginning to end. Tang San never stood a chance."
"This is the true strength of our academy."
Huang Yuan and Jing Ling were grinning foolishly nearby.
Everyone watched Phainon on the platform, their eyes filled with shock.
So this was Phainon's strength?
They, too, had to become as strong as Phainon!
Ye Qiong leaned back in his chair and watched the group, whose fighting spirit had been roused by Phainon's strength. He smiled faintly.
He had known all along that the battle would end this way.
After all, even a reborn Phainon wasn't someone a mere floor-tile protagonist could hope to measure up to.
Tribbie sat beside him, smiling gently.
"Principal, you were right. Xiao Bai really is incredibly talented. He can definitely become the core of our academy."
Ye Qiong nodded.
"Mm, but his true potential hasn't been fully awakened yet."
A look of astonishment crossed Tribbie's lovely face.
"There's still more? What is it?"
Ye Qiong smiled slightly.
"You'll find out later."
The Phainon of today was still in his ordinary state.
If he truly unlocked Kaslana's transformation,
that would be the truly terrifying part.
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