"B-Begin!"
The referee spoke tremblingly, his shout even cracking.
It was his first time presiding over a battle with such a one-versus-fifty disparity.
A uniform barrage of soul skill light instantly blanketed Yan Feng.
His first soul ring lit up beneath his feet, and bones spread across Yan Feng's dragonized body, forming a suit of Bone Armor.
All kinds of attacks landed on Yan Feng, yet none could even break through his defenses.
The Bone Dragon Martial Soul possessed exceptionally formidable defenses to begin with; otherwise, Bone Douluo Gu Rong would not have been renowned for his defense back then.
"Second Soul Skill: Dragon Breath!"
The Bone Dragon opened its enormous jaws, and a dark-blue icy breath swept across the arena.
Yan Feng's Bone Dragon Martial Soul contained the power of ice and evil. However, Yan Jingchuan had never been particularly satisfied with this soul skill. By the time Ye Xishui had taken Yan Feng from Zhongli Wu, Yan Feng had already added his second soul ring, so there was no way for him to change it.
It was not until Yan Feng reached three rings that Yan Jingchuan deliberately found a thousand-year spatial-attribute soul beast, giving Yan Feng a spatial attribute and allowing him to specialize in the spatial element from then on.
Under the watchful eyes of Mu Jin's class, Yan Feng surged forward amid ice-blue Dragon Breath and crashed into the enemy ranks like a cannonball.
Several students were blasted off the arena and eliminated in a single exchange.
Wang Dong beat her butterfly wings, trying to stop Yan Feng, but after two or three simple clashes, she was steadily forced back. She was completely at a disadvantage and could not stop him at all.
"Second Soul Skill: Butterfl—"
Wang Dong, who was about to activate her