The scorching pillar of magma instantly swallowed the spot where Yue Ling stood.
On the high platform, Du Weilun unconsciously leaned forward slightly, his five fingers gripping the armrest tightly, his eyes filled with tension.
Wang Yan, who was usually calm and composed, tightly pursed his lips as well, holding his breath completely. Everyone in the arena felt their hearts rise to their throats.
In their understanding, Lava Earthsplitter Strike was the Earth King's innate skill. With its searing heat and stunning shockwave, an ordinary person would find it difficult to withstand without using their Martial Soul.
Unless the gap in Soul Power between them was simply too great.
If it were a beast Martial Soul, a pure defense-type Spirit Master might still have a slim chance of enduring it head-on.
But Yue Ling was merely a tool martial soul Spirit Master. Without the protection of his first soul skill, it was nearly impossible for him to avoid injury.
A second-year genius student who had never undergone any real combat.
Could he kill a Thousand-Year Soul Beast using only his body, without using Soul Power?
Difficult. Far too difficult.
What now? He was Elder Xuan's disciple...
Du Weilun frowned. Since Yue Ling had chosen to do this, he must have had his reasons.
There was no helping it. As the director of Shrek Outer Court, Du Weilun could only choose to trust the boy.
In the arena.
Everyone saw it clearly. Yue Ling had not activated his Martial Soul and intended to take this fatal strike head-on using only his physical body.
An involuntary question arose in their hearts.
How did he dare? Did he have some hidden trump card?
How could flesh and blood alone possibly withstand the innate skill of a Thousand-Year Soul Beast?
Then they would keep