First Match of the Elimination Round! The Opponent Wet Himself When the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul Was Unleashed

Elder Xuan narrowed his drunken eyes and glanced in Luo Feng's direction.

There was a trace of suggestive amusement in that look, the knowing air of someone who had been through it all before.

As a rank ninety-eight Super Douluo, he knew exactly what had happened on the outskirts of the Star Dou Forest last night.

Not only had Luo Feng completely conquered Ma Xiaotao, he had even triggered the hidden Angel God Bone because of it, and his strength had soared to the peak of rank fifty-nine as a Soul King.

This young couple's current "deep communication" was, for Shrek, the greatest combat-power booster there was!

"The competition is about to begin. Everything must prioritize the condition and safety of the official team.

Since Luo Feng's martial soul has a miraculous effect on Xiaotao's injuries, then during this special period, we'll handle special matters in a special way."

Elder Xuan took a swig of wine and made the final decision.

Since even an elder of Sea God Pavilion had spoken, no matter how bad Zhou Yi's temper was, she could only force it back down.

She glared hatefully at Ma Xiaotao.

Then she grabbed a room card for a top-floor luxury suite from the long table and slapped it heavily into Luo Feng's hand.

"Take it! But I'm warning you two, during the competition, you are absolutely not allowed to let 'private matters' affect your condition!

Otherwise, I'll throw you straight into the Sea God Pavilion Confinement Room!"

"Thank you, Teacher Zhou! You're the most beautiful!"

Ma Xiaotao instantly turned from anger to joy and snatched the room card from Luo Feng's hand.

A proud smile, like that of a victor and the lady of the house, appeared on her face.

She cast a provocative glance at the stunned people around them.

Then she turned around, her delicate body almost entirely nestled against Luo Feng's broad chest.

Taking his hand, she headed toward the elevator.

Clearly, this was going to be another indescribable night...

Early the next morning, Star Luo Plaza.

This super plaza, large enough to hold hundreds of thousands of spectators, was already packed to the brim, without an empty seat in sight.

Deafening cheers and shouts converged into a sound wave almost visible to the naked eye, surging straight into the clouds.

The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Dueling Tournament, this grand event representing the highest honor for the younger generation of the entire continent—

At last, its opening match had arrived!

Atop the walls of Star Luo City's imperial palace.

The emperor of the Star Luo Empire sat upright on a dragon throne forged from pure gold, overlooking the boiling plaza below.

At his side, civil and military officials, the empire's marshal Dai Hao, and other high-ranking figures had all arrived.

It was clear how much importance the Star Luo Empire attached to this tournament.

"Silence!"

Accompanied by the thunderous boom transmitted through an amplifying soul tool, an emcee dressed in magnificent formal attire walked to the center of the arena.

"The grand ceremony held once every five years has rekindled the flames of battle here today!

Next, let us welcome the number one academy on the continent, and the defending champion of every previous tournament—Shrek Academy's representative team!"

"Boom!"

The entire Star Luo Plaza boiled over completely. The three words "Shrek Academy" swept across the venue like a tsunami.

"And their opponent in the first round of the elimination matches is Tianling Advanced Spirit Tool Academy from the Heaven Dou Empire!"

Compared to the earth-shaking cheers for Shrek Academy, When Tianling Advanced Spirit Tool Academy's name was announced, it barely caused even a ripple.

In the waiting area.

Tianling Academy's seven starting members were currently huddled together, each of them ashen-faced, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

"Captain... we drew Shrek in the very first match... H-how are we supposed to fight this?"

One team member spoke with a sob in his voice.

Tianling Academy's captain was a Soul Ancestor in his forties in rank. He swallowed hard and forced himself to stay calm as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Don't panic! Don't forget our intelligence!

Among the team Shrek sent this time, there are a lot of brats who look like they haven't even grown all their hair yet!

They've always been arrogant. In the first elimination match, they definitely won't send out their official main force!"

"Right! As long as they field their reserve team, with the seven of us Soul Ancestors plus our soul tools, it's not impossible for us to create a miracle!

As long as we can force out their main force, even if we lose, we'll still become famous across the continent!"

The Tianling captain desperately worked to build up his teammates' morale, trying to find a thread of hope amid that nearly suffocating pressure.

However, when the referee loudly announced that both sides' competitors should enter the stage, Tianling Academy's fantasies were mercilessly crushed.

Only one person walked out from Shrek Academy's waiting area.

It was a handsome young man with black hair.

His hands were tucked into his trouser pockets, his steps lazy and casual.

As if he were strolling through his own back garden, he slowly made his way up the steps and onto the huge alloy arena.

Ma Xiaotao and the other main team members trailed leisurely behind him.

What kind of formation was this?

"This... What does Shrek Academy mean by this?"

"They've gone too far! Shrek has gone way too far!"

The captain of Tianling Academy flushed a deep purple-red, his original fear instantly replaced by extreme humiliation.

"Even if you're the number one academy under heaven, sending one person to stand in front while the others don't even release their martial souls—

you're looking down on our Tianling Advanced Spirit Tool Academy far too much!"

"Brothers, they're being far too arrogant! Release your martial souls, form up!"

With the Tianling captain's furious roar, seven pillars of light erupted at once.

Four Soul Ancestors, three Soul Elders!

Multicolored soul rings reflected off one another across the arena.

"Begin!"

With the referee's loud shout, the seven members of Tianling Academy swiftly entered their battle state.

But Luo Feng, standing at the very front, merely shook his head slightly.

"Too slow. I'm in a hurry to get back and catch up on sleep."

Luo Feng gently exhaled, then slowly raised his right hand.

"Buzz!!"

A clear, high, strange hum that seemed capable of piercing everyone's soul—

suddenly exploded over the entire Star Luo Plaza!

Immediately after, a golden, sacred radiance, dazzling to the extreme and pure to the utmost, erupted from behind Luo Feng like a newly risen blazing sun!

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Under the incredulous stares of hundreds of thousands of spectators, three pairs of broad, snow-white golden wings, radiating endless majesty and sacred aura, slowly unfurled behind Luo Feng!

"Th-that's... what martial soul?!"

Atop the city wall, the Star Luo Emperor shot to his feet, his eyes filled with shock.

But his shock had come too early.

As the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul possessed him, soul rings began to rise one after another beneath Luo Feng's feet.

The first ring, yellow.

The second ring, yellow.

The third ring, purple.

The first three soul rings still looked fairly normal—just the standard for a talented genius.

But immediately after, when the fourth soul ring appeared, the entire Star Luo Plaza instantly fell into a deathly silence!

It was a dazzling ring of crimson light, as red as fresh blood!

Carrying a terrifying pressure that seemed to force all things in heaven and earth to submit and made the souls of every soul master tremble, it descended with a boom!

"A h-hundred-thousand-year soul ring?"

But this still was not the end!

Above that blood-colored soul ring that had stunned the entire venue, an even more violent, even nobler wave of energy surged again.

Luo Feng's fifth soul ring, carrying blood-red divine light even denser than the fourth ring's, slowly rose upward!

Yellow, yellow, purple, red, red!

Rank fifty-nine peak Soul King!

Two hundred-thousand-year red rings!

But that was not the most shocking part.

Because only now did someone present finally recognize this martial soul.

It was the emperor of the Star Luo Empire.

His face pale, he dropped back into his seat.

In an incredulous tone, he said, "Six... Six-Winged Archangel Martial Soul? How is that possible? This martial soul hasn't appeared in ten thousand years!"