Crushing

The darkness was dispersed in an instant.

If Chen Ye had fully unleashed the Darkness Domain, let alone dispersing it, everyone would have died together. It was just that doing so would have been far too shocking.

So Chen Ye had originally planned to hold back a little, give his opponent a chance to show off, and then defeat him.

But as he watched his Darkness Domain get dispersed and Yun Xiao charge straight at him with his sword raised, Chen Ye blinked.

"Did I overdo the act a little and make him confident? A one-ring fighting a three-ring, and he just charges right in."

"Forget it. Yun Xiao needs setbacks on the road ahead too, doesn't he? Then let me be your first setback!"

As Chen Ye thought this, he lightly raised a hand toward Yun Xiao. The Flame Longsword in his hand immediately swung down.

Terrifying fire energy condensed, then transformed into a slashing strike that shot forth. This terrifying Flame Slash even split the arena apart.

A great deal of shattered stone began melting beneath the flames of the Flame Slash. This terrifying attack cleaved directly toward Yun Xiao.

Yun Xiao, who had just rushed forward, was instantly dumbfounded. His eyes were filled with confusion.

The Flame Slash was two meters tall, even a whole head taller than him.

Chen Ye had only just had his darkness dispersed, yet a casual attack from him had produced such a terrifying result.

Yun Xiao's steps came to a slight halt, and his body trembled. He wanted to retreat, but the will in his heart told him that he could not.

He could not bow to evil. He could not bow to darkness.

Such thoughts were filled with positive conviction, yet his instinctive fear still made Yun Xiao's body tremble.

Even so, his eyes remained fixed on the Flame Slash sweeping toward him.

Seeing this, the surrounding students cried out in alarm.

The fastest to react was not anyone else, but Tang Wulin.

After being affected by the authority of The Hanged Man used by Chen Ye, the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul had undergone a slight fall, directly accelerating its fusion with Tang Wulin.

In other words, he had already gained control of the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul ahead of time.

Thus, with the terrifying weapon that was the Golden Dragon Claw, Wang Jinxi and Zhang Ziyang had no ability to resist and were directly suppressed.

At this moment, the two of them had no time to use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill either.

So, taking advantage of the opening after sending the two of them flying, Tang Wulin charged forward without the slightest hesitation.

His eyes were filled with a blood-red glow as he stared straight at the massive flaming slash. He suddenly took a fierce step forward.

The ground cracked beneath his foot, and his entire body launched into the air. A terrifying punch came crashing down.

With a thunderous boom, Chen Ye stood there, watching the scene with interest.

As dust and smoke burst forth, Wu Zhangkong stood silently at the spot.

He held Tang Wulin in one hand while terrifying frost gathered in the other, destroying the two-meter-tall Flame Slash.

Because Wu Zhangkong had appeared so suddenly, most people had not seen clearly what had happened. They did not know whether Tang Wulin had managed to block it.

But now that Wu Zhangkong had intervened, Tang Wulin and Yun Xiao were naturally disqualified.

Noticing Tang Wulin's confused gaze and Yun Xiao's strange look from behind him, Wu Zhangkong said nothing.

He silently glanced at his left hand. A tiny cut had appeared on it.

The cut was very small, yet it had still pierced through the layer of ice he had condensed and struck his hand directly.

Interesting. A three-ring Soul Master actually managed to injure me. Isn't his strength a little too powerful?

The Dark Phoenix Martial Soul is neither an ultimate darkness Martial Soul nor an ultimate fire Martial Soul. How did he do it?

As Wu Zhangkong pondered this, he looked toward Chen Ye, only to find the youth looking back at him with a gentle smile on his face.

Wu Zhangkong had no idea that everything in his heart had already been seen through by Chen Ye.

He looked at Chen Ye, nodded lightly, then directly took the two of them away.

Seeing his two teammates get taken down by a single Flame Slash,

Xie Xie's mouth twitched. He too somewhat disapproved of Teacher Wu's actions.

In his view, although the Flame Slash looked terrifying, Chen Ye was still only a three-ring Soul Master. How powerful could it really be?

Especially with Tang Wulin in that state, combined with Yun Xiao's Purification, Xie Xie felt that they would have been able to block it.

Even most of the students below felt they could have blocked it. Only Long Hengxu and Ye Yingluo, who stood to one side, guessed that they definitely could not have.

After all, although the two of them did not know Wu Zhangkong that well, they still understood him to a certain extent.

They knew how ruthless Teacher Wu could be.

Long Hengxu in particular clearly realized that if the two of them had not absolutely been unable to block it, Wu Zhangkong would never have intervened.

So when he noticed this, he instinctively looked toward Chen Ye.

Yun Xiao and Tang Wulin had already been dazzling enough.

Three Class Two students whose Soul Power Levels were nearly level twenty had been easily defeated by them. It could even be called a near-total crushing victory.

But on Chen Ye's side, aside from releasing a somewhat terrifying darkness-type ability, a casual Flame Slash had nearly severely wounded the two of them and left them completely unable to resist.

This nearly crushing strength made Long Hengxu instinctively take deep breaths.

His face was slightly flushed, but not because of any other thoughts. It was due to extreme excitement.

As an academic director for over thirty years, he saw things very clearly.

The children before him absolutely possessed talent and potential beyond his imagination.

With such outstanding seedlings at the school, if he failed to seize the opportunity and wasted these children's talent,

Long Hengxu felt that he would never forgive himself for the rest of his life.

So after simply declaring Class One the winner, he swiftly headed for the principal's office, intending to ask the principal about this matter.

Meanwhile, Chen Ye stepped down from the arena. Even after Chen Ye had left, Wang Jinxi, who had just completed his fusion into the Dark Dragon King, still stood there silently.

He scratched his head, then came down while maintaining his fused form.

The match had been utterly baffling. Aside from the teachers, who had noticed a few things,

the other students had felt nothing at all. Quite a few even said that Wu Zhangkong had been meddling unnecessarily.

After all, Wu Zhangkong had ruined what had been a very exciting match.

Chen Ye, however, did not care. Smiling, he returned to where his class was gathered, imagined a recliner into existence, and lay back down on it.

Seeing how relaxed Chen Ye was, the surrounding Class One students did not say anything.

Chen Ye's consciousness was not here at all.

At this moment, in the outskirts of Eastsea City, Yun Luo stood quietly before a somewhat old slum.

This was the very edge of Eastsea City, and also the place with the most idle drifters from all walks of life.

Yet Yun Luo stepped inside without hesitation. He slowly arrived at a somewhat dilapidated basement and knocked on its door.

As the door opened, an elderly man with a gloomy expression slowly appeared.

He looked at Yun Luo, his eyes carrying a trace of confusion and indifference.

"Weren't you dead? Why have you appeared here again?"

"Yun Luo pays respects to Elder."