Most of the people were stunned by the Soul Spirits Leng Yaozhu had released.
Five Soul Spirits at the Titled Douluo level hovered behind her.
The auras of numerous Titled Douluo intertwined, pressing down over everyone from Shrek Academy!
Zhuang Yusen stood frozen in place, his palms drenched in cold sweat.
He was a healing-type Soul Master. He had never seen anything like this.
Shrek had never faced a battle like this, either.
They were being suppressed to this extent by a single person.
Lin Huiqun and the others looked just as grim.
The students in the stands were sprawled on the ground, not daring even to raise their heads.
At that moment!
No one was paying attention to Huo Yuhao.
Even he had been stunned by the sight in the stands.
He stared blankly upward at the five Titled Douluo-level phantoms, his mouth slightly agape and his pupils trembling faintly in their sockets.
That gave Gu An the perfect opportunity.
Although Gu An was a tool-using Soul Master, he shouldn't have been particularly strong in close combat.
But with the help of his Soul Spirit, the Green Blade Falcon, landing a heavy blow on Huo Yuhao wasn't difficult.
The Green Blade Falcon unleashed a fierce Wind Blade, attacking him from the front in tandem with Gu An!
They were incredibly fast.
Huo Yuhao finally sensed the danger and jolted out of his shock.
But it was too late.
The Wind Blade struck Huo Yuhao squarely.
His Martial Soul was the Spirit Eye, a spiritual-type Martial Soul, not a defensive one.
He had no way to block it.
The Wind Blade hit Huo Yuhao, instantly tearing open his clothes across the chest. A deep gash slashed diagonally from his shoulder to his chest, and blood spurted from the wound.
He let out a scream as his body went flying, crashing heavily against the edge of the Soul Fighting Platform.
That scream jolted Mu En and the others from Shrek back to their senses.
Mu En abruptly tore his gaze away from Leng Yaozhu and looked toward the Soul Fighting Platform.
Huo Yuhao lay in a pool of blood, a shocking wound across his chest, blood still gushing out.
Wang Dong hovered in midair, her wings dim and a streak of blood on her face. She was in terrible shape, too.
As for Leng Yaozhu's side, it looked like a scene from hell.
Five Titled Douluo-level Soul Spirits hovered behind her, each radiating an oppressive force that made it hard to breathe.
With Leng Yaozhu herself added to the count, six Limit Douluo-level combatants stood before them.
How the hell were they supposed to keep fighting?!
They could.
At worst, Shrek Academy would be reduced to a pile of rubble.
But they absolutely couldn't accept that!
Mu En gripped the armrests of his wheelchair so tightly his teeth ground together with a screech.
He assessed the strength of both sides, calculating furiously in his mind.
Then he decided to go with the flow.
He opened his mouth, intending to ask for peace.
But it was too late.
Leng Yaozhu also wanted to test just how strong Shrek Academy in the second era of Douluo Continent really was.
She looked at Mu En and the others, the corners of her lips slowly curling into a breathtakingly beautiful smile.
Her fiery red hair fluttered gently in the wind, and a scorching Battle Intent burned in her phoenix eyes.
"You think you can just call it off because you don't want to fight anymore?"
"Too late!"
"Block this one attack first!!!"
What Gu An said was what mattered most.
If he said to strike, then she would strike.
The seventh Soul Ring on Leng Yaozhu's body suddenly lit up, red light bursting around her.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar."
The Sky Phoenix Martial Soul merged with her body, and fiery red light shot skyward from her.
A pair of enormous flaming wings unfurled behind her, and the temperature across the entire Soul Fighting Zone soared in an instant.
Then the ninth Soul Ring lit up.
"Ninth Soul Skill! Phoenix's Grace Under Heaven!!"
She unleashed the ultimate domain of her ninth Soul Ring—Phoenix's Grace Under Heaven.
As the domain spread, the enormous golden phantom of a Sky Phoenix appeared in the sky, blotting out the sun.
All enemies within the domain were suppressed with tremendous force!
She wasn't even willing to let them use two decent Soul Skills.
Leng Yaozhu became a streak of fiery red light and charged at the people from Shrek.
At the same time,
the five Soul Spirits behind her each let out a long cry.
"Shriek—!!"
The Sky Phoenix's Martial Soul Avatar charged at the very front, bringing a heat that could incinerate all things.
Several attacks at the Titled Douluo level blasted toward Shrek Academy all at once.
Seeing this, Mu En and the others panicked.
They believed the few Titled Douluo among them could block the attacks. Shrek Academy wasn't a pushover, after all.
But what would happen after they blocked them?
The entire Soul Fighting Zone would be razed to the ground.
What about the students in the stands?
What about the teaching buildings behind them?
Would they all be left with nothing? That would be quite something.
Mu En had no choice. He gritted his teeth and abruptly stood up from his wheelchair.
He formed a hand seal before his chest and forcibly circulated the Radiant Holy Dragon Martial Soul within him.
Then he roared,
"Everyone, attack together!"
Lin Huiqun, Song Yunzhi, Xian Lin'er, and the others one after another pushed their Martial Souls to their limits.
Everyone's attacks converged and surged toward Leng Yaozhu.
Mu En knew he had to fight despite his body's condition.
His old injuries were tearing through his meridians, and a trace of blood had already seeped from the corner of his mouth.
But he couldn't hold back.
If he didn't go all out, Shrek Academy would be finished here today.
The scene was spectacular.
The two sides' attacks collided in midair with a deafening roar.
"Boom!!!!"
On the other side,
Gu An saw the Green Blade Falcon strike Huo Yuhao squarely and a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
It actually landed a hit in one blow?!!
He looked down at Huo Yuhao, who was writhing in a pool of blood.
Douluo Planet shuddered faintly within him, and a far richer stream of World Origin than before flowed into the planet.
The corners of Gu An's mouth lifted involuntarily.
This haul of World Origin was greater than all the times he'd suppressed Huo Yuhao before combined.
"Sure enough, if I want World Origin, I have to deal with this world's Child of Destiny!"
The reward was simply too rich.
Just as Gu An was about to give Huo Yuhao a few more slashes, or even kill him,
a blue figure shot toward him from midair!
Wang Dong couldn't sit still anymore.
For some reason, she had a powerful feeling in her heart.
She couldn't let Gu An hurt Huo Yuhao again.
Even without that feeling, she couldn't stand by and watch Gu An hurt her teammate.
Huo Yuhao might be annoying, might have a foul mouth, and might always bicker with her.
But he was her teammate.
So she charged straight at Gu An from midair, flapping the wings of the Light Goddess Butterfly with all her might and pushing her speed to the limit.
As far as she could tell, Gu An and the Soul Spirit were so focused on Huo Yuhao that they hadn't noticed her at all.
That made it the perfect moment for a sneak attack.
Wang Dong was here.
Wang Dong was swatted away with a single slap.
The Green Blade Falcon didn't even turn its head. It merely gave its wing a casual flick.
One wingbeat from a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
She flew away like a stone flung through the air, sailing beyond the Soul Fighting Platform.
She slammed into the ground and skidded several meters before coming to a stop. A sickly sweetness surged up her throat, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Green Blade Falcon slowly turned its head, a mocking glint in its amber eyes.
Did she really think it wouldn't notice a sneak attack from a mere Soul Grandmaster?
How naive.
On the Soul Fighting Platform, Wang Dong lay facedown, blood at the corner of her mouth as the wings of the Light Goddess Butterfly slowly faded away.
Inside her, something she had never sensed before was stirred.
An extremely faint, yet incomparably vast wisp of divine consciousness awoke from the depths of her soul.
Divine Realm.
Tang San sat with his eyes closed on his divine throne when his brow suddenly furrowed.
A thought flickered through his mind.
"What happened? What occurred on Douluo Continent?!"
He had just sensed an extremely faint ripple coming from the wisp of divine consciousness he'd left within Wang Dong.
That divine consciousness would only stir when forcibly touched by an outside force.
At this point, shouldn't Xiao Qi and Huo Yuhao be gradually growing closer and deepening their feelings for each other?
How could an outside force have suddenly stirred the divine consciousness?!
He couldn't make sense of it.
So he prepared to turn his gaze toward Douluo Continent.