One Against Seven! Su Sanjia's Fourth Soul Skill!

On the training grounds, the corners of Su Sanjia's mouth lifted. Four Soul Rings pulsed around him. As for this first lesson, he wanted to see just what Yu Xiaogang was capable of doing.

Not far away, Tang San and the other six had already formed up. Dai Mubai, the highest-ranked assault-type Soul Elder, stood at the very front. Xiao Wu and Ma Hongjun were on either flank, Tang San was in the center, Zhu Zhuqing stood to his left, and the two support-type Soul Masters were at the rear.

"Brother Sanjia, go easy on us later!"

Oscar wore a fawning smile, and Ma Hongjun hurriedly echoed him.

The sight made Yu Xiaogang's face darken!

In his eyes, it was one against seven. All seven were top geniuses among their peers. So what if their opponent was a Soul Ancestor?

"Flender, your students aren't bad, but their mentality needs polishing. Seven people facing one Soul Ancestor, yet they're still so timid and hesitant. You... what are you doing?"

Yu Xiaogang rambled on until he turned to look at Flender. His old friend, whose Soul Power had reached level seventy-eight, wore a grave expression. A pair of enormous Cat Eagle wings spread behind him, while his normally wooden eyes stared fixedly at every movement in the arena.

"Huh? Me? Of course I'm preventing any unexpected situations!"

Flender said it with a completely natural expression.

"Xiao Gang, you still don't understand that child, Su Sanjia! His talent is the strongest I've ever seen in my life. You say Xiao San and the others are top geniuses, but such top geniuses only barely qualify to stand before Su Sanjia! I dare say that even the Clear Sky Douluo, who shook the continent decades ago, could never compare to Sanjia in talent!"

Yu Xiaogang found it absurd. That Clear Sky Douluo was someone even he admired. How could Su Sanjia possibly be mentioned in the same breath as him?

"Begin!"

Yu Xiaogang wanted to see just how strong Su Sanjia truly was!

"Attack!"

Dai Mubai roared and charged ahead first. Xiao Wu followed just behind his flank, while Ma Hongjun flew into the air. But the fastest of them all was Zhu Zhuqing, rushing in like an arrow!

"Oh, you've gotten faster! But charging into close range so quickly... have you forgotten what happened during the freshman assessment?"

Su Sanjia's first Soul Ring lit up, and he shot forward. He was more than twice as fast as Zhu Zhuqing! Before she could even hear all of what he said, she was sent flying backward even faster than she had come! Fortunately, Zhu Zhuqing had been prepared. Even so, that kick still dealt her a heavy blow. Compared with last time, though, she had not been knocked unconscious outright!

"First Soul Skill, Restoring Super-Stinky Tender Tofu!"

Oscar swiftly tossed several pieces of tofu toward Zhu Zhuqing. She caught them and hurriedly swallowed them. Her injuries began recovering rapidly, but recovery still took time.

"Zhuqing! Su Sanjia, you bastard!"

Dai Mubai roared like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. His first and third Soul Rings lit up at once as he threw an all-out punch at Su Sanjia!

"Seven Treasures Have Names: first, strength!"

Ning Rongrong's support arrived, and Dai Mubai's aura surged. The power of his punch had actually reached the level of a Soul Ancestor.

"Fool! In a team with a Seven Treasure Soul Master, the first priority must always be to eliminate the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master! Don't you understand such a simple principle?"

Yu Xiaogang snorted coldly from outside the training ground. So Su Sanjia, whom Flender had praised so extravagantly, was only this much! Dai Mubai's punch would definitely make Su Sanjia pay the price!

Flender opened his mouth as if to speak, then stopped. Should he tell Yu Xiaogang that the result would be the same with or without that support?

"What impressive momentum. Looks like you haven't been slacking off either, Mubai!"

Dai Mubai threw his punch, but it struck nothing solid. Su Sanjia's figure split into two, then two became four, four became eight, and eight became sixteen!

"Now, I'm the one surrounding you!"

After his Soul Power rose to level forty, his third Soul Skill could create more clones! Though each clone was not particularly powerful, it was still enough for them to rival Soul Elders!

"A clone-type Soul Skill?"

Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted.

"Don't get cocky. What use are a few extra clones? Third Soul Skill, Teleportation! First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"

With Ning Rongrong's support, Xiao Wu swiftly latched onto one of Su Sanjia's clones. Among Soul Masters of the same rank, being caught at close range by Xiao Wu was a major problem. Her exquisite grappling techniques unfolded, and the clone was flung away with almost no ability to resist.

"First Soul Skill, Phoenix Fire Line!"

Blazing fire surged forth, followed closely by thick Blue Silver vines.

"First Soul Skill, Entanglement!"

The three launched their Soul Skills at once. Combined with Ning Rongrong's support, the clone finally dissolved into a burst of light.

"Nice! We got one!"

Ma Hongjun excitedly pumped his fist, but no joy could be seen on Tang San's face.

Just one clone had consumed the Soul Power of four people. There were still more than a dozen such clones!

They could not keep this up!

"Xiao Wu!"

"Got it!"

Tang San and Xiao Wu had the most seamless coordination. Blue Silver Grass grew wildly, and Xiao Wu grabbed the tip of it, returning to Tang San's side. Tang San had long been poised and ready.

Meteor Man Hammer! A combination skill between Tang San and Xiao Wu. With Ning Rongrong's support, its power likewise reached the level of a Soul Ancestor.

Dai Mubai, the strongest attacker, was fighting Su Sanjia's main body when a strand of Blue Silver Grass suddenly wrapped around his waist.

"Mubai!"

Following the force transmitted through the Blue Silver Grass, Dai Mubai's body shot away. Then Xiao Wu came flying straight at Su Sanjia. Su Sanjia raised an arm to block, but at the instant of impact, an immense force slammed into him, forcing him to stagger back several steps.

But this was still only a feint!

A huge spherical mass woven from Blue Silver Grass flew toward him.

It exploded just before touching Su Sanjia, and a web woven from Blue Silver Grass bound his entire body!

"Third Soul Skill, Spiderweb Binding!"

It had to be said that under Tang San's control as the team's natural core, the seven members of Shrek erupted with unprecedented strength. Their coordination was exceptionally seamless.

Outside the training ground, Yu Xiaogang revealed a satisfied smile. As expected of his students. With the support of a Seven Treasure Soul Master, the thousand-year third Soul Skill of Blue Silver Grass could not possibly be broken free from quickly, even by Su Sanjia. This match was over!

He was just about to step forward and announce the result, then reprimand Su Sanjia and use the matter as an excuse to force him to hand over the secret method for absorbing Soul Rings beyond one's rank. Yet Su Sanjia suddenly began applauding.

"What meticulous coordination! It seems all of you have improved quickly. Since the warm-up is over, everyone, be careful!"

That was simply Su Sanjia's nature. Even while facing seven opponents alone, he still harbored a playful attitude. The reason he could afford such thoughts was that he had absolute confidence that he could tear this seven-man team to pieces!

Binding? What a coincidence.

Tang San possessed a third Soul Skill from the Man Faced Demon Spider, but Su Sanjia possessed the fourth Soul Skill of the Skysharp Golden Eagle, a predator of the Man Faced Demon Spider!

The profound Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring around Su Sanjia lit up, and an incomparably sharp intent emerged in his palm!

"Fourth Soul Skill, Heavenly Cloud Sword!"