The deep purple Thousand-Year Soul Ring seemed to have magic power, firmly attracting everyone's attention, and the Soul Power pressure it exuded washed over the entire venue like a real wave.
"Hiss--"
"Three... three rings?!"
"Thousand-Year Soul Ring, she actually has Thousand-Year Soul Ring!"
"That's...Angel Martial Soul?!"
In the stands, uncontrollable exclamations instantly erupted.
Although there are no stands inside the area, there are other students waiting for assessment in adjacent areas or passages to watch.
Many people stood up subconsciously, widened their eyes, and looked in disbelief at the blond girl in the center of the field who was like the incarnation of light.
Even the referee teacher, who always had a serious expression and was well-informed, had a trace of unconcealable surprise in his eyes.
As a teacher, she naturally knew that there were several "Little Monster" among the freshmen in this class, but seeing an eleven-year-old Soul Elder with her own eyes, especially the thousand-year-old purple Soul Ring, still had a strong visual and spiritual impact.
As the direct opponents of Ye Guyi, Wang Shuo, Li Ying, and Yang Yiming feel the most intuitive and desperate at this moment.
Under the pressure of the vast, pure and supremely majestic sacred aura, the Soul Power they had just risen seemed to have encountered a nemesis, and its operation became stagnant.
The dazzling golden light pierced them so hard that they could hardly open their eyes, and the purple Soul Ring floating on Ye Guyi was more like an invisible mountain, weighing them down and making them unable to breathe. Even the courage to fight was quickly passing away.
Yang Yiming's original ferocious aura had long since disappeared, leaving only a dull and frightened look on his face.
Wang Shuo and Li Ying were also shocked and confused.
Yin Chen stood behind Ye Guyi, looking at Ye Guyi's gorgeous appearance with its own background music and holy light special effects, and couldn't help but feel emotional again.
'As expected of Holy Angel Martial Soul, this card... is really full.'
He even felt that Ye Guyi didn't even need to take action. The momentum of Martial Soul Possession alone was enough to make most opponents timid before they even started fighting.
On the field, the situation is clear.
One side was well prepared, with Soul Ring shining brightly, while the other side, with just one person releasing Martial Soul, had taken control of the situation. The balance of victory and defeat had completely tilted at the beginning of the game.
Facing Ye Guyi's Soul Power pressure and sacred aura as heavy as a mountain, Wang Shuo, Li Ying, and Yang Yiming of Freshman Class Four's faces turned pale, but a trace of determination flashed in their eyes.
Who can enter Shrek? Who is not a proud and arrogant person? How can he be timid before fighting and be willing to act as a backdrop?
"Fight it."
As Power Attack System, Yang Yiming roared, and First Soul Ring suddenly shone under his feet. His body swelled again, and his skin turned a rock-like color. Like a bull, he launched a savage charge towards Ye Guyi, trying to open up the situation with strength and impact.
At the same time, Wang Shuo and Li Ying of Control System also moved.
The vines on Wang Shuo's body surged, and the first Soul Skill "Entangling Roots" was activated. Several dark green vines like poisonous snakes broke out of the ground and quickly wrapped around Ye Guyi's feet, trying to restrict her movement.
Li Ying flapped its wings, raised its body, and activated the first Soul Skill "Wind Eagle Beak". With its hands together, Soul Power condensed into a sharp cone of wind, with a harsh sound of breaking through the air, and pierced Ye Guyi's face from the air, interfering and containing it.
Although the cooperation of the three people was a little green, in an instant, they formed a three-dimensional attack of ground restraint, frontal attack, and aerial harassment, showing a certain degree of tactical literacy.
However, in the face of this seemingly dangerous attack, Ye Guyi's beautiful face did not show any fluctuation, only a hint of awe belonging to Holy Angel flashed in his blue eyes.
She didn't even use any of Soul Ring's power.
The golden wings behind her back only trembled slightly, but did not rise into the air. However, her whole figure seemed to become as light as nothing. She touched the ground lightly with her toes, and with an extremely elegant and swift posture, as if she was dancing a sacred dance, she avoided the vines Entanglement coming from under her feet in an instant.
At the same time, the Holy Sword burning with golden flames in her hand moved.
The sword light was not as fast as thunder, but it carried an indescribable precision and rhythm.
Facing Yang Yiming's powerful and brutal collision, Ye Guyi did not dodge or dodge. Holy Sword's sword struck horizontally. It was not a head-on collision, but a slight turn of the wrist at the moment of contact. The sword cleverly rested on the outside of Yang Yiming's impacting arm, and a flexible and mighty power of holy light followed the trend.
"Bang!"
Yang Yiming felt a completely irresistible force of deflection. His huge forward body deviated from the direction uncontrollably, like a spinning top. With an indomitable momentum... he rushed past Ye Guyi, and almost couldn't hold his feet and fell out of the field.
Almost at the same time, Ye Guyi raised his left hand and pointed it like a sword. A ray of extremely condensed holy light burst out from his fingertips, and was accurately positioned on the sharpest tip of Wind Eagle Beak that fell from the sky.
"Ding!"
With a crisp sound, the wind cone that condensed Li Ying and all Soul Power shattered like fragile glass and turned into scattered wind elements.
Li Ying felt as if he had been hit hard. He groaned, his body shook in the air and almost fell.
All this happened in the blink of an eye.
Ye Guyi's footsteps didn't even move more than three steps.
After she broke the three people's combined attacks, her figure finally moved.
Like a golden stream of light, it instantly approached Wang Shuo and Li Ying, who were shaken by the fact that Soul Skill was broken.
Holy Sword seemed to have come to life in her hands. The sword spine accurately hit Wang Shuo's shoulder. The holy light spat out slightly. Wang Shuo suddenly felt sore and numb in half of his body. Soul Power collapsed and fell softly to the ground.
The hilt of the sword then rotated and lightly touched Li Ying's chest. Li Ying felt a gentle but irresistible force penetrate into his body, instantly blocking the movement of his Soul Power. His wings dissipated, he staggered back, and fell to the ground.
Finally, she turned around and looked at Yang Yiming, who had just stabilized her figure and roared at him again.
Ye Guyi flicked his wrist, and Holy Sword drew a perfect golden arc. The sword came first, and the tip of the sword lightly touched the center of Yang Yiming's chest covered with rock-like skin.
There was no violent collision, but Yang Yiming felt an overwhelming power of holy light penetrate into his body, instantly disintegrating his condensed Soul Power. His forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and his huge body froze in place, then collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again.
From start to finish, it only takes ten breaths.
Ye Guyi From beginning to end, his steps were light, his posture was elegant, and his breathing was not disturbed at all.
Just relying on the exquisite swordsmanship taught by Qian Renxue and the meticulous control of the holy light, she easily defeated three opponents who had a tacit understanding and a century-old Soul Skill.