Shrek Crushed, Tang San Defeated!

Royal Soul Arena.

The river of sword qi slowly dispersed.

Shattered stone slabs covered the Soul Arena platform, dense sword marks crisscrossing all the way beneath the spectator stands.

There was not a single word of discussion around them.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on the white-clad figure.

One man.

One sword.

He had defeated all seven members of Shrek head-on.

From beginning to end, Chen Feng had only used his third soul skill.

That black ten-thousand-year fourth Soul Ring had yet to light up.

Meng Shenji stood on the viewing platform, speechless for a long while.

Bai Baoshan looked down at the arena platform, the contempt on his face long gone.

"Is this really power a level-fifty soul master can possess?"

Zhi Lin slowly shook his head.

"The quality of the Azure Lotus Sword has likely surpassed the vast majority of top-tier Martial Souls on the continent."

"Even more terrifying is his sword-control technique."

"One sword can suppress strength attackers, agility attackers, control-type soul masters, and hidden weapons all at once."

"Numbers truly mean nothing before Chen Feng."

Yu Tianheng crossed his arms and turned toward the three members of the Education Committee.

"Three committee members, do you believe it now?"

Bai Baoshan offered no rebuttal.

Just moments ago, he had believed Chen Feng was overly confident.

Now, it seemed that the ones who truly could not see the situation clearly were the three Soul Douluo themselves.

Meng Shenji took a deep breath.

"In this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, the Imperial Academy has a chance of taking the championship."

The spectator stands finally erupted into noise.

"Seven people from Shrek couldn't even hold out for half an incense stick!"

"That was a complete team enhanced by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."

"Chen Feng didn't even use his fourth soul skill."

"Those Shrek students were still claiming Chen Feng only relied on the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"Why are they all lying on the ground now?"

The discussions reached the arena platform one after another.

Dai Mubai braced himself against the ground, his face alternating between green and white.

He had been the one to propose the one-on-one fight.

Later, even after all seven joined forces, they had still lost cleanly.

Every excuse seemed laughable before that sword.

Ma Hongjun lowered his head, not daring to look around anymore.

His fat body curled up at the edge of the arena platform. His scorched hair and torn clothes left him looking utterly miserable.

Oscar silently gathered up the scattered sausages.

"One person against seven."

"This guy is way too strong."

Zhu Zhuqing rose from the ground.

Her cold gaze passed over Dai Mubai and settled on Chen Feng.

They were both Soul Ancestors, yet the gap between them was astonishingly vast.

Dai Mubai had received the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's enhancement and used White Tiger Vajra Transformation, yet he still could not withstand a single strike from the Azure Lotus Sword.

The so-called Shrek monsters were nothing before a true genius.

Xiao Wu stood on the other side of the arena platform, her expression complicated.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, hidden weapons, and Eight Spider Lances had all been suppressed.

If Chen Feng had truly wanted his life, that sword strike would have pierced his brow long ago.

Yet even so, Tang San still reached for Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night.

That posture clearly showed he was still searching for a chance to turn things around.

Would he really do anything just to win?

Xiao Wu questioned herself inwardly.

Ning Rongrong held the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in her hands, her eyes shining brightly.

Only after personally taking part in the battle did she understand just how powerful that sword had been.

Strength enhancement.

Speed enhancement.

Seven people joining forces.

Every method had been defeated head-on by the Azure Lotus Sword.

"Chen Feng, you really are the best."

Ning Rongrong put away her Martial Soul and ran over quickly.

"Did you get hurt just now?"

Chen Feng glanced at his spotless white clothes.

"What do you think?"

Ning Rongrong's pretty face reddened slightly.

Forget getting hurt.

After the entire battle, not even the corner of his clothes had been stained with dust.

"I was just worried about you."

"Seven people were surrounding you, Chen Feng. It still looked pretty dangerous."

Dugu Yan walked down from the spectator stands.

"Your concern is unnecessary."

"Even after Yu Tianheng completed Dragon Transformation on both arms and his chest, he could not take a single strike from Chen Feng."

"These Shrek people had even less chance of hurting him."

Ning Rongrong turned her head.

Seeing Dugu Yan naturally step to Chen Feng's side, she immediately became somewhat wary.

"Are you and Chen Feng close?"

Dugu Yan recalled the kiss on the back mountain, and her cheeks warmed slightly.

"Of course."

"Chen Feng also promised to help me resolve the Jade Phosphor Snake Poison."

Ning Rongrong blinked.

The group owner had said Chen Feng would resolve the Icefire Yin-Yang Well issue in reality.

It seemed Chen Feng had already begun helping the Dugu Family.

"As expected of Chen Feng."

"The group owner really didn't misjudge him."

Dugu Yan's expression tightened.

"Rongrong, what did you just say about a group owner?"

Ning Rongrong immediately realized her mistake.

The Chat Group was not something suitable to mention in front of so many people.

"Nothing."

"I meant Sword Grandpa didn't misjudge him."

Dugu Yan glanced at Ning Rongrong but did not pursue the matter further.

On the other side of the arena platform.

Tang San finally put away the Eight Spider Lances.

Yet the pressure left by the Azure Lotus Sword still lingered between his brows.

Mysterious Heaven Technique.

Violet Demon Eyes.

Mysterious Jade Hand.

Crane Capture Dragon Control.

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

Tang Sect hidden weapons.

Every method he had been proud of since his reincarnation had been completely suppressed today by a single Azure Lotus Sword.

"Why?"

"I possess the Tang Sect's supreme techniques, and I also have Twin Martial Souls."

"Why does Chen Feng deserve to defeat me?"

Tang San lowered his head and looked at his hands.

Several tiny sword marks still remained on the surface of his Mysterious Jade Hand.

Yu Xiaogang hurried onto the arena platform.

"Xiao San, are you all right?"

Tang San shook his head.

"Teacher, I'm fine."

"This time, I simply didn't understand the Azure Lotus Sword well enough."

"If we had studied Chen Feng's soul skills beforehand, the Shrek Seven Monsters might not have lost."

Hearing this, Dugu Yan could not help laughing.

"Seven against one, and you still needed to study his soul skills beforehand?"

"Tang San, you really can't accept defeat."

Yu Xiaogang's face darkened.

"Victory and defeat are common matters for soul masters."

"Xiao San is merely analyzing the cause of his failure. How does that mean he cannot accept defeat?"

Chen Feng raised his hand and recalled the Azure Lotus Sword.

"The reason for your defeat is simple."

"Too weak."

As those two words fell, Tang San's face became even uglier.

Yu Xiaogang turned toward the three members of the Education Committee.

"Chief Meng Shenji, is this how the Imperial Academy treats its guests?"

"Shrek came sincerely for an exchange, yet your academy's student humiliated us in public."

Meng Shenji frowned.

"Master Yu, you personally proposed this team battle."

"Chen Feng fighting alone was also a condition accepted by the Shrek Seven Monsters."

"Now that victory and defeat have been decided, where is the humiliation?"

Bai Baoshan took over.

"Before the battle began, the Shrek students provoked him repeatedly."

"Tang San even used poisoned hidden weapons and nearly injured his own people."

"The Education Committee has not pursued the matter. That already gave Shrek plenty of face."

Zhi Lin looked at the fine needles on the ground.

"If you wish to continue arguing, explain these hidden weapons first."

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, but for a moment, he could not find a suitable response.

The Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle had been coated with deadly poison.

There was simply no way to conceal that.

Flender stepped onto the arena platform and adjusted his glasses.

"Since the Imperial Academy cannot accommodate Shrek, we will leave."

Zhao Wuji pulled Dai Mubai to his feet.

"Let's go."

"Staying here will only make us a laughingstock."

The moment Ma Hongjun heard they could leave, he immediately scrambled up from the ground.

Oscar followed behind, not even raising his head.

The Shrek group had arrived full of expectations.

Yet when they left the Soul Arena, each of them looked more miserable than the last.

Dai Mubai's clothes were torn.

Ma Hongjun's hair was scorched black.

Tang San's hair was disheveled, and his hands were covered in sword wounds.

Yu Xiaogang walked at the very front of the group, his stiff back having lost its previous composure.

The enrollment negotiations had ended without result.

The so-called reputation of the monster academy had also been crushed beneath Chen Feng's sword.

The three education committee members stood where they were, offering no words to make them stay.

Students like Shrek's might have decent talent, but they were not worth Heaven Dou Royal Academy offending Chen Feng over.

After walking a few steps, Ning Rongrong turned back to look at the white-clad figure.

"Brother Chen Feng, I'll come see you again in a few days."

Chen Feng nodded lightly.

"Cultivate properly after you return."

A smile appeared on Ning Rongrong's face again.

"Got it."

On the mountain road leading away from Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

The Shrek group remained silent the entire way.

Tang San kept his head lowered as he walked, the river of azure sword aura replaying endlessly in his mind.

Yu Xiaogang had originally wanted to use the team battle to prove his theories.

Yet the carefully arranged formation had not even lasted half an incense stick.

Each time he recalled the scene on the spirit battle stage, his expression darkened further.

Ma Hongjun endured for a long time before finally speaking.

"Master, where are we going now?"

Yu Xiaogang stopped walking.

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy only has abundant resources."

"If Shrek is not welcome here, there will naturally be other academies willing to take us in."

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth.

"When the Soul Master Tournament begins, I'll definitely reclaim the face I lost today."

Zhu Zhuqing looked into the distance without responding.

Xiao Wu likewise remained silent.

Chen Feng alone could have swept through the Shrek Seven Monsters.

Dai Mubai could not even withstand a single sword strike. What could he possibly use to reclaim his honor?

Ning Rongrong walked at the back of the group.

A translucent Chat Group panel quietly appeared before her eyes.

Little Witch: [Sisters, I saw Brother Chen Feng today!]

Poison Fairy: [You were at the Imperial Academy too?]

Little Witch: [I came with Shrek.]

Little Witch: [Tang San and the others caused trouble as soon as they arrived at the academy, and they even challenged Brother Chen Feng to a team battle.]

Her Holiness the Pope: [A team battle?]

Her Holiness the Pope: [Chen Feng led the Imperial Dou Team and defeated Shrek?]

Remembering the battle from earlier, Ning Rongrong immediately typed much faster.

Little Witch: [Not the Imperial Dou Team.]

Little Witch: [Brother Chen Feng challenged all seven of Shrek by himself.]

Fragrant Fox: [One person challenging seven?]

Ice Snow Princess: [What was the result?]

Little Witch: [Of course Brother Chen Feng won!]

Little Witch: [From beginning to end, it did not even take half an incense stick.]

Little Witch: [Tang San attacked with Blue Silver Grass, hidden weapons, and an External Spirit Bone together, but Brother Chen Feng still suppressed him with a single sword.]

Little Witch: [And Brother Chen Feng did not even use his ten-thousand-year fourth spirit skill!]

The Chat Group fell silent for a moment.

Then messages began popping up one after another.

Poison Fairy: [I said it long ago. Tang San is nothing before Chen Feng.]

Mute Little Sister: [Defeating seven soul masters alone—Chen Feng's strength is indeed terrifying.]

My Cat Is White and Big: [Tang San even used hidden weapons?]

Little Witch: [They were not ordinary hidden weapons.]

Little Witch: [That hidden weapon fired twenty-seven poisoned needles at once, every one aimed at Brother Chen Feng's vital points.]

Little Witch: [They were all blocked by sword aura and nearly injured Shrek's own people.]

Loves Carrots: [Third Brother used poisoned needles again...]

Xiao Wu walked in the middle of the mountain path. Looking at the Chat Group messages, her heart grew increasingly heavy.

The Tang San in reality was gradually overlapping with the Tang San from the future scenes.

As long as he could win, he would not care about the means.

Gentle Fire Dragon: [Seven people joining forces and still using highly poisonous hidden weapons—this is no ordinary spar.]

I Have No Mother: [And they still lost.]

I Have No Mother: [The Tang Sect's secret arts are nothing special.]

Her Holiness the Pope: [This Chen Feng has made me increasingly interested.]

Spirit Hall.

Bibi Dong sat upon the Pope's throne, her slender fingers lightly tapping the armrest.

Fifty levels of spirit power.

A ten-thousand-year fourth Soul Ring.

Defeating a complete seven-man team alone.

More importantly, Chen Feng had also earned the Chat Group master's recognition.

The group master had even personally named him to handle the Icefire Yin-Yang Well.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has truly acquired a genuine genius."

"If Chen Feng can be brought into Spirit Hall, the Golden Generation will gain another powerful ally."

After pondering for a moment, Bibi Dong sent a message to the group.

Her Holiness the Pope: [Little Witch, you have a good relationship with Chen Feng?]

Little Witch: [Of course! Brother Chen Feng has cultivated in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect since childhood.]

Her Holiness the Pope: [Pass this on to Chen Feng for me.]

Her Holiness the Pope: [As long as he is willing to join Spirit Hall, I can personally take him as my disciple.]

Her Holiness the Pope: [Soul Bones, secret manuals, cultivation resources—everything is negotiable.]

The group became lively once more.

Little Witch: [No!]

Little Witch: [Brother Chen Feng belongs to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. He will never join Spirit Hall!]

I Have No Mother: [Not necessarily.]

Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.

Qian Renxue stood before the window, a trace of interest appearing in her golden eyes.

Chen Feng came from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Ning Fengzhi was also Xue Qinghe's teacher.

With that connection, getting in touch with Chen Feng would not be difficult.

I Have No Mother: [Whatever the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can offer, Spirit Hall can offer as well.]

I Have No Mother: [Little Witch, instead of worrying about Spirit Hall poaching him, you should consider whether you can keep Chen Feng.]

Little Witch: [Don't even think about it!]

Little Witch: [Brother Chen Feng has the greatest talent under heaven. He does not need to rely on any faction.]

Poison Fairy: [That is true enough.]

Poison Fairy: [At level fifty, he can suppress seven people with one sword. Once Chen Feng becomes a Titled Douluo, how many people on the entire continent will be able to stop the Azure Lotus Sword?]

Fragrant Fox: [Hearing you all talk about him, I want to meet this Chen Feng too.]

Ice Snow Princess: [Anyone personally named by the group master naturally cannot be simple.]

The group messages rapidly scrolled past.

Chen Feng stepped down from the spirit battle stage and casually opened the panel.

Seeing Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue competing to recruit him, a faint smile appeared on his face.

The group members did not know that the Chen Feng they were discussing was the very group master they revered.

"A personal disciple of the Pope?"

"Spirit Hall is certainly willing to spend heavily with those terms."

Chen Feng did not respond in the group.

It was not yet time to reveal his identity.

The activity generated by these discussions had already caused the numbers on the system panel to rise continuously.

[Ding!]

[Group members have developed intense curiosity toward the real-life figure Chen Feng.]

[Chat Group activity continues to rise.]

[Rewards will be issued once the stage requirements are met.]