Butterfly God's Light, Ning Tian's Team!

This had to be decided in a single strike!

Huang Chutian threw back his head and let out a beast-like roar, pounding his broad chest with his thick arms.

A yellow Soul Ring lit up, and his body swelled once more. Dense black fur grew over his entire body as he transformed into a savage Mighty God Ape.

He took heavy strides forward and charged straight at Wang Dong without regard for anything else.

Behind Huang Chutian, the sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo moved in perfect unison.

Rather than retreating, they stood face-to-face and clasped each other's hands tightly.

Soul Ring light flared from both of them at once.

Their dark blue hair moved without wind, growing wildly and streaming through the air.

The surrounding air became incomparably sluggish at that instant as massive Soul Power fluctuations erupted from the two sisters.

Their blue hair, dancing wildly across the sky, swiftly intertwined and fused in midair, forming an enormous dark blue net that blotted out the sky.

An eerie light flowed across the giant net, carrying overwhelmingly powerful sealing and control abilities as it descended over Wang Dong, Yun Yi, and Xiao Xiao behind her.

The Lan sisters cried out together, their voices overlapping and echoing above Area Thirty-Three.

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Heavenly Net!"

The dark blue hair net covered the sky and earth.

This was no ordinary hair. Every strand was infused with the highly fused Soul Power of the Lan sisters, incredibly tough and exceptionally adhesive.

As the massive net descended, it completely blotted out the sky above the arena and sealed off every avenue of movement. The crushing Soul Power pressure bore down on them, making even breathing immensely difficult.

In the face of such dire circumstances, fervent battle intent ignited in Wang Dong's eyes.

The blue-gold wings on her back suddenly beat, and her second purple Soul Ring erupted with dazzling brilliance.

Thousand-year soul skill, Butterfly God's Light!

By all logic, this soul skill should have fired dozens of golden light bombs from her wings, carrying out point-to-point explosions at mid-range.

Limited by its attack range and penetrating power, the original Butterfly God's Light alone could never have torn apart the Heavenly Net overhead, much less driven back the rampaging beast that was Huang Chutian at the same time.

But this battle was different.

Yun Dong Power surged wildly through Wang Dong's meridians, and the attribute of ultimate light completely took over this soul skill.

Wang Dong felt heat rushing through her body as endless strength filled every inch of her.

What lit up on her wings was no longer scattered clusters of light, but a miniature blazing sun rising into the air.

The blinding crimson-gold radiance became a tangible wave of destructive force, centered on Wang Dong as it unleashed indiscriminate, full-coverage bombardment in every direction.

Golden flames of light tore through the air with deafening sonic booms.

Huang Chutian, charging at the very front, bore the brunt of it.

He crossed his arms over his chest, attempting to withstand the eruption with his powerful body.

The instant the light touched him, Huang Chutian's proud defenses crumbled bit by bit.

The enormous impact, carrying extreme heat, slammed into his chest. He let out a muffled groan of pain as his fur was instantly scorched black.

His massive body was completely lifted off the ground and sent flying straight backward. He flew over the low wall at the edge of the field and crashed heavily onto the grass outside, smashing out a huge pit.

The Heavenly Net in the air was even more helpless against it.

The dark blue strands of hair rapidly withered and dissolved the instant they touched the crimson-gold light, turning into ash that drifted down from the sky.

Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo, who had been maintaining the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, suffered severe backlash. The sisters' faces turned paper-white as they both spat out blood, rolled their eyes back, and fainted on the spot atop the arena.

The referee raised his right hand and announced loudly, "In the sixth match of Area Thirty-Three, the Yun Yi Team wins!"

Hearing the team's name, Wang Dong curled her lips.

She folded away the dazzling butterfly wings on her back, lightly tapped the ground with her toes, and landed steadily back in the safe zone.

Though she appeared dissatisfied, she knew the truth perfectly well.

Without Yun Yi supplying ultimate Soul Power from behind, her own twenty-seventh-rank cultivation would have been forced into a desperate situation by that combined assault. There was no way she could have won so easily.

The facts were right in front of her. She had no choice but to accept them.

Wang Dong's naturally optimistic nature once again gained the upper hand.

Since she could not escape the fate of being a workhorse, she might as well be the coolest and most dazzling workhorse in the entire arena!

She straightened her slightly rumpled collar, lifted her chin, and waved to the girls outside the arena who were cheering wildly for her. A dashing smile curled onto her lips.

The shimmering light in those pink-blue eyes immediately triggered another wave of ear-piercing screams from outside the field.

The round-robin tournament continued at a brisk pace.

Meanwhile, the Yun Yi Team's results were utterly one-sided.

No matter what formation their opponents deployed, Wang Dong, empowered by Yun Dong Power, could always sweep through the entire field with absolute dominance.

Time flew by, and the round-robin tournament finally came to an end.

Yun Yi and the other two advanced powerfully into the elimination rounds with a perfect record.

The arena for the round of thirty-two matches had been rearranged.

Most of the partitions had been removed, expanding the space available for the participating students several times over.

The surrounding stands had also gained quite a few upper-year students and academy teachers.

At the other end of the arena, three girls stood side by side.

The girl in the center possessed a gentle temperament and a lovely face. Every gesture of hers carried the poised elegance of a refined young lady.

Her gaze was calm as water, yet it held the confidence of someone in control of the entire field.

The direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Tian.

The girl to Ning Tian's left was petite, with lively eyes and nimble movements.

She bent forward slightly like a female leopard ready to hunt at any moment. She was the agility-type soul master, Nanmen Yun'er.

The most eye-catching one, however, was the red-haired girl standing on the right.

Her arms were folded across her chest, her chin held high, and her face was filled with defiance.

Her fiery red short hair resembled burning flames, while a fierce blaze shone in her narrow eyes. She made no attempt to conceal her hostility toward Yun Yi's group.

She was Wu Feng, the owner of the Red Dragon Martial Soul.

Yun Yi's gaze swept over Wu Feng's arrogant face, and he immediately formed a plan.

This girl's temper was even more explosive than her Red Dragon Martial Soul, and her arrogance ran deep in her bones.

The best way to deal with someone like her was to crush her from every angle and grind her pride beneath his feet.

He turned his head and leaned close to Xiao Xiao.

The distance between them was extremely small.

As Yun Yi spoke, his warm breath brushed directly over Xiao Xiao's fair earlobe, bringing a tingling itch.

Xiao Xiao's body trembled sharply. Her ears instantly flushed crimson, and her heartbeat accelerated violently.

She forced herself to remain calm and listened intently as Yun Yi quietly explained the battle plan.

Once she understood the plan, the shyness in the young girl's eyes was replaced by excitement. She nodded obediently again and again, a glimmer of eagerness appearing in her gaze.

Once everything was arranged, Yun Yi stepped behind Wang Dong and pressed one hand against her back.

The familiar crimson-gold radiance lit up as Yun Dong Power swiftly connected their meridians.

"Listen carefully," Yun Yi instructed from behind Wang Dong.

"Once the match starts, your only targets are Ning Tian and Nanmen Yun'er. Leave that red-haired girl to Xiao Xiao."

Wang Dong's face was full of confusion.

Wu Feng was the strongest assault-type fighter on the opposing side and possessed the top-tier Red Dragon Martial Soul. They were just going to ignore her and let Xiao Xiao, a control-type soul master, face her alone?

But out of absolute trust in Yun Yi's tactical arrangements, Wang Dong did not voice any objection. She immediately set aside her doubts and nodded firmly to show that she understood.

The referee walked to the center of the arena, his stern gaze sweeping over both teams.

"First elimination match. Prepare. Begin!"