Fate Says: This Strike Cannot Miss!

Ming Lei Douluo's ninth soul skill was not an offensive soul skill, but an absurdly powerful defensive one.

Its greatest effect was transforming him into lightning, rendering him immune to attacks!

The Dragon God Claw, carrying unmatched power, thrust into the thunder marsh. Violent energy exploded in an instant, blasting a massive hole through the entire Ten Directions Thunder Marsh.

The formidable soul power fluctuations shook the students below so badly that they all covered their heads and ears.

Yet, to everyone's horror, after the Dragon God Claw vanished, the Ten Directions Thunder Marsh rapidly contracted, revealing a humanoid figure of lightning once more.

Such a terrifying strike had failed to injure Ming Lei Douluo.

A ninth soul skill that immunized him against attacks was simply too overpowered.

"Ha ha ha! So this is the three-in-one martial soul fusion skill? Nothing special!"

"No matter how strong you are, your soul power is limited. Let's see how many more times you can unleash an attack of that caliber!"

Ming Lei Douluo laughed loudly as the thunder marsh trembled, seeming to mock the helplessness of the hundred-meter golden dragon.

"Oh? Is being immune to attacks that impressive?"

Ye Ming's voice came from within the hundred-meter golden dragon. Light flickered in each of his gold and silver eyes.

"Fate Says: this strike cannot miss!"

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

One golden and one silver dragon spear shot out from the hundred-meter golden dragon's eyes, piercing through layer upon layer of space as they flew straight toward the Ten Directions Thunder Marsh formed by Ming Lei Douluo.

"Give up. I've transformed into a thunder marsh; attacks like these cannot hurt me... No!!"

"How is this possible?!"

Ming Lei watched in terror as the golden and silver dragon spears stabbed into the thunder marsh.

The thunder marsh instantly shattered, and his body was forcibly driven out of it by the two dragon spears.

The two spears pierced through his chest, pinning his entire body firmly to the outer wall of the dormitory building.

The soul tool armor protecting his body instantly turned to dust. His protective soul power failed to provide even the slightest obstruction and was directly pierced through by the two dragon spears.

His chest visibly caved in, and the sound of cracking bones was clearly audible.

"Puh—"

Ming Lei Douluo spat out a mouthful of blood. Looking down at the golden and silver dragon spears, he felt his entire body turn cold.

"Th-this is what kind of move..."

Before he could finish speaking, the nine soul rings around him slowly dimmed and dispersed. His head drooped, and the light completely vanished from his eyes.

The Holy Spirit Cult's Third Elder, Ming Lei Douluo—a level ninety-one assault-type Titled Douluo and a ninth-rank soul engineer—had fallen!

After sensing that the flame of Ming Lei Douluo's life had completely gone out, Ye Ming recalled the Golden Dragon Spear and the Silver Dragon Spear with a thought.

Without their support, Ming Lei Douluo's corpse crashed down outside the dormitory building.

A Titled Douluo's body was indeed tough. Even after falling from such a height, it remained intact.

The light surrounding the hundred-meter golden dragon in the sky receded, and it slowly dissipated.

Ye Ming, Gu Yuena, and Wang Qiuer slowly landed.

All three were slightly pale and swayed faintly, clearly having expended a great deal of soul power.

Even Gu Yuena had not used the power of her Silver Dragon true form, instead reinforcing the fusion while in human form.

The three of them had joined forces to brutally kill a Titled Douluo!

At that moment, the entire outer court field fell silent.

Every outer court student stood up and stared at the bloody corpse outside the dormitory building, then at Ye Ming and the other two who had landed, their faces filled with disbelief.

That had been a Titled Douluo!

And he had been killed just like that by three students at the Soul Elder and Great Soul Master levels?

Even if it was a three-in-one martial soul fusion skill, wasn't that a little too overpowered?

In truth, Ye Ming felt that if their three-in-one martial soul fusion skill had failed to kill Ming Lei, that would have been the strange part.

He did not know what form the Dragon God truly took, but when he had transformed into the hundred-meter golden dragon this time, he had vaguely sensed a trace of the Dragon God's power blessing him.

This Dragon God Transformation really did seem a little like the descent of the Dragon God.

That was precisely why they had been able to borrow the power of fate and forcefully kill Ming Lei Douluo.

On the field, Xiao Xiao covered her little mouth, her eyes wide and round.

Wang Dong's pink eyes were filled with delight.

Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu supported each other, and only awe and lingering fear remained in their eyes as they looked at Ye Ming.

"The class monitor... won?" a student from New Student Class One murmured.

Then, enormous cheers erupted across the field like a mountain wildfire!

"We won! We won!"

"Class monitor, you're awesome!!"

The joy of surviving the disaster left the students so emotional that they were nearly in tears.

At the same time, the battle above the Golden Tree was also nearing its end.

When Zhongli Wu sensed Ming Lei Douluo's aura vanish and detected several Super Douluo auras rushing in from outside the city, he knew that the situation was lost.

Enduring Mu En's strike head-on, his internal organs violently shook as he shouted, "Retreat!! Scatter and flee!!"

After saying that, Zhongli Wu was the first to flee in one direction. Seeing this, the other two Titled Douluo did not dare linger for even a moment and immediately fled.

Upon hearing their leader's command, the evil soul masters who had been fighting the inner court students and teachers all used their own methods to scatter and flee in every direction.

Xuan Zi flew into a rage and wanted to keep his opponents behind, but the two Titled Douluo were ruthless as well. Taking one of Xuan Zi's attacks head-on, they instantly activated their flying soul tools and escaped.

Xuan Zi wanted to give chase, but Mu En spoke first. "Xuan Zi, beware of an ambush. Don't pursue them."

"Mu Lao, are we just going to let those beasts go?"

"They took Xiaotao away!" Xuan Zi swept above the Golden Tree. Seeing the devastated Shrek Academy below, his eyes reddened.

Mu En coughed repeatedly, the flame of his life flickering as though it could go out at any moment. He shook his head. "The enemy is powerful. We must protect the Academy's children."

"Stabilize the Academy first. This matter will not end here!"

He looked toward the outer court, his gaze seeming to pierce through space and settle upon Ye Ming and the other two. A trace of gratification appeared in his eyes.

This time, they truly had those three children to thank.

Xuan Zi sighed. Seeing how weak Mu En had become, he ultimately did not say anything further.

His voice spread throughout all of Shrek Academy through soul power. "Teachers of every department, inner court students, immediately count the casualties and treat the wounded!"

As Xuan Zi spoke, Yan Shaozhe, Xian Lin'er, and the others returned to the Academy in a somewhat battered state.

At Mu En's command, they immediately began searching the Academy and rescuing the students.

That night, white mourning banners hung throughout Shrek Academy, and cries of grief never ceased.

Elsewhere,

After Zhongli Wu escaped Shrek City, he fled several hundred more miles. Only after completely leaving Shrek Academy's surveillance range did he begin gathering the cult members.

The moment he saw their numbers, fury surged within him.

Setting aside the deaths of evil soul masters at the Soul Emperor and Soul Sage levels, the most important thing was that Ming Lei, the Holy Spirit Cult's Third Elder and a Titled Douluo, had died!

And he had died at the hands of a Shrek outer court disciple!

In exchange for those results, they had only obtained a Black Phoenix martial soul owner who had fallen into darkness.

Whether it was a gain or a loss, Zhongli Wu did not want to discuss it. He was furious right now!

Just then, Jing Hongchen, who had received the news, hurried over.

His gaze swept through the crowd as he anxiously asked, "Cult Leader, did you capture Ye Ming?"

Zhongli Wu's eyes widened, and his oppressive aura immediately descended upon Jing Hongchen.

Gritting his teeth, he said, "Jing Hongchen, you told me that brat was merely a three-ring Soul Elder?"

"A three-ring Soul Elder can use a three-in-one martial soul fusion skill? And that fusion skill was powerful enough to directly kill Ming Lei, a Titled Douluo of our Holy Spirit Cult?"

"Were you deliberately trying to harm the Holy Spirit Cult?!"

Jing Hongchen's eyes went blank. "Huh?"

Wasn't it a self martial soul fusion skill?

How had it become a three-in-one martial soul fusion skill?