Crushing Pressure from Zhu Lu!

With a clang, Wu Feng's heavy punch slammed into the Soul-Calming Cauldron. Xiao Xiao's cauldron was knocked back, and Wu Feng pressed the advantage, charging toward Xiao Xiao to finish her off.

Just as Wu Feng was about to strike Xiao Xiao, a sharp pain pierced her mind. The next second, Huo Yuhao suddenly appeared beside Xiao Xiao and threw a punch, colliding with Wu Feng's fist.

The force of the clash sent them both reeling backward. In that instant, Huo Yuhao scooped up the heavily panting Xiao Xiao and retreated from the spot.

Wu Feng had thought that, with Ning Tian's support, she could at least contend with Huo Yuhao. Yet Huo Yuhao's strength was truly immense. His Martial Soul was even a spiritual-attribute Martial Soul!

Watching Wu Feng get fought to a draw by Huo Yuhao's single punch, Ning Tian frowned deeply. This was bad. Their side was falling behind in combat power. All three opponents could still fight, while only two of them remained capable of battle!

After glancing at Wu Feng and then toward Zhu Lu, Ning Tian made her decision and focused all her support on Zhu Lu. In an instant, Zhu Lu's strength surged dramatically.

Wang Dong, who had been evenly matched with Zhu Lu, felt the force pressing against his wings growing stronger and stronger. He knew something was wrong, but it was already too late. Zhu Lu condensed Soul Power into her claws and swung out a blade of energy, much like Huo Yuhao's sword qi, sending Wang Dong flying.

"Not good!" Huo Yuhao's heart jolted as he watched Zhu Lu's strength suddenly soar. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was truly unreasonable! Xiao Xiao also noticed Wang Dong's situation and said to Huo Yuhao, "Yuhao! Go help Wang Dong. I'll deal with Wu Feng!"

Hearing Xiao Xiao's words, Huo Yuhao was somewhat worried. But seeing the determination in her eyes, he nodded and dashed toward Wang Dong.

Meanwhile, Xiao Xiao panted heavily as the Soul-Calming Cauldron split into three, circling overhead. Wu Feng did not know what she was doing, but she knew she could not let Xiao Xiao finish. She charged forward.

At that moment, a melodious flute melody rang out. Amid the stunned gazes of everyone present, a jade flute appeared in Xiao Xiao's left hand. It was her second Martial Soul: the Nine-Phoenix Ceremonial Flute!

"First Soul Skill: Slowing!"

The flowing flute melody drifted out, and Wu Feng's movements became sluggish. Even Zhu Lu was affected, unable to press her advantage against Wang Dong.

At the same time, the three Three-Lives Soul-Calming Cauldrons overhead formed a formation. The three cauldrons occupied three separate positions, and as the formation took shape, a terrifying pressure descended. It felt as if a massive boulder weighing thousands of pounds had been pressed atop all three of them!

"A nation's heavy weapon! Suppress the space, Cauldron Suppression!"

"W-What kind of move is this?" Wu Feng gritted her teeth and barely managed to keep standing. Ning Tian had already been forced to one knee and could not move. Zhu Lu was also pinned in place, unable to budge. It was the perfect chance.

Wang Dong unleashed the secret technique Ring Fusion. A yellow and a purple Soul Ring merged together, forming a deeper, more intense purple Soul Ring.

"Ring Fusion Soul Skill! Butterfly God Slash!" Wang Dong pressed his palms together and raised them above his head. An enormous blade of light formed between his hands, then came crashing down toward Zhu Lu.

Just as the massive blade of light was about to fall, Zhu Lu spread her hands, and her second purple Soul Ring lit up.

"Second Soul Skill! Netherworld Possession!"

As Zhu Lu's body was enveloped in darkness, her figure completely turned ethereal the next instant. The blade of light passed straight through her, causing no damage. Wang Dong was utterly stunned. Did the Netherworld Spirit Cat have a skill like that?

The moment Huo Yuhao saw Wang Dong get a chance to counterattack, he immediately drew the Human Emperor Sword and sent a slash of sword qi toward Wu Feng.

Wu Feng did not possess an overpowered skill like Zhu Lu's and could only take it head-on. Yet under the pressure of the Three-Lives Soul-Calming Cauldron above her, she had no strength left to resist. She was sent flying out of the arena and eliminated.

As Wu Feng was eliminated, Xiao Xiao stopped playing her flute and dropped to one knee. Her Soul Power had been completely exhausted, and she could no longer fight.

The Soul-Calming Cauldron formation above them also dissipated, releasing its restraints. Zhu Lu immediately went all out, spreading her arms as two serpent-like Chain Blades appeared along them.

She charged at Wang Dong, lashing out with her whip-like Chain Blades and sending him flying. Seeing that Wang Dong was about to be eliminated, Huo Yuhao knew he could no longer support him. He immediately swung out sword qi and eliminated Ning Tian first.

Xiao Xiao had already walked off the stage, and the referee brought the other three over as well. The four battered fighters exchanged helpless smiles. The rest was up to them now.

"Never thought it would come down to just us. Well? Let's give it everything we've got!" Zhu Lu swung the Chain Blades in her hands, smiling at Huo Yuhao. Huo Yuhao nodded, his gaze filled with fighting spirit.

The Human Emperor Sword in his hand seemed to sense Huo Yuhao's battle intent as well, radiating streaks of cold light, eager to cleave apart everything for its master!

After waiting only a few seconds, the two figures shot forward like phantoms. The next moment, flashing blades and sword light filled the arena. Magpie Ascension and Imperial Might Shatters Mountains collided in midair, sending wave after wave of shockwaves rolling outward.

They exchanged nearly three hundred moves. Sword techniques, Chain Blade martial arts, even fist and leg techniques were all displayed, revealing the depth of their martial foundations!

"Are those two really human?" The spectators stared in shock at the fierce battle above.

After knocking aside Zhu Lu's Viper Fangs with a sword stroke, Huo Yuhao followed up with a slash of sword qi. Zhu Lu remained calm, whipping the Chain Blade in her left hand to shatter the sword qi while hurling the Chain Blade in her right hand toward the ground to pull away.

Then she flicked both hands forcefully, firing both Chain Blades at him. Huo Yuhao immediately held the Human Emperor Sword horizontally before him to block the attack, then countered with a backhand slash of sword qi.

At that moment, Zhu Lu began swinging the two Chain Blades in her hands. The wide-ranging Chain Blades formed a domain, carving crack after crack across the ground within its range. Seeing the familiar move,

Huo Yuhao's lips curled upward. Wei Qing, within the Spirit Sea, also wore a gratified expression. The once-innocent little girl had grown up!

He raised both hands above his head, gathering terrifying Soul Power. His previous Imperial Might Shatters Mountains had all been instant casts, but this was the strongest first form of the Human Emperor Sword Technique!

"Imperial Might Shatters Mountains!"

"Netherworld Chains!"

Once Zhu Lu's swinging Chain Blades had accumulated enough force, she hurled them forward. The terrifying chains radiated an aura of death, and wherever the Chain Blades passed, the arena bore marks of disintegration and erosion.

Seeing this, the teachers on the platform frowned. They had not expected Zhu Lu's move to remind them of an Evil Soul Master.

A massive blue-white sword qi slashed forth, unleashing a terrifying aura and carving a deep sword mark into the ground.

The sword qi collided with the Chain Blades. The majestic, solemn sword qi and the Chain Blades, which embodied reincarnation and death, opposed yet complemented one another. As they crashed together, a terrifying force swept outward.

The fierce wind forced everyone present to shut their eyes. Once it subsided, they slowly opened them again, only to stare in shock at the examination arena before them.

The sturdy stage had been blasted into a massive crater. Residual auras of death and majesty clashed within it. Zhu Lu and Huo Yuhao stood at opposite ends of the arena, both panting heavily as they watched each other.

"T-This time, I lost!" Zhu Lu gave a playful smile, then fell backward. She had reached her limit. Just as she was about to hit the ground, Huo Yuhao appeared beside her and gently caught her, gathering her into his arms.

"Mm, you lost." Huo Yuhao smiled and lifted her in a princess carry. Zhu Lu's face instantly turned red, and she used the last of her strength to pound his chest. Her meaning was obvious: Put me down already!

Yet Huo Yuhao did not even look at her. He simply carried her straight off the stage. As the two left the arena, the audience gradually recovered from their shock.