Chen Feng vs. Shrek Seven Monsters! A Head-On Clash!

Chen Feng raised his right hand.

The Azure Lotus Sword flew above the valley.

Its golden-green blade trembled lightly.

A sword phantom split away from the main body.

Then came a second.

A third.

In mere moments,

more than a hundred Azure Lotus Sword phantoms hung above the Icefire Yin-Yang Well.

Every sword phantom could carry the three powers of flame, frost, and life.

"Merge."

More than a hundred sword phantoms converged toward the center at once.

A massive azure lotus blossomed in midair.

The lotus had nine layers.

Every petal was formed from sword qi.

Dugu Bo walked in from outside the valley.

The moment he saw the sword lotus suspended above the herb garden, he stopped in his tracks.

"What kind of soul skill is this?"

"It isn't a soul skill."

Chen Feng beckoned with his hand.

The nine-layered sword lotus swiftly separated, transforming back into countless sword phantoms.

"The Azure Lotus Sword Art."

A trace of gravity appeared in Dugu Bo's eyes.

"Without Soul Ring support, you can control more than a hundred strands of sword qi at once."

"If this old man were trapped by that sword lotus, I fear I'd have to put in some effort to escape."

Chen Feng put away the Azure Lotus Sword.

"Senior Dugu, did you come for something?"

"The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament officially begins in three days."

The green-haired old man stood with his hands behind his back.

"Meng Shenji asked this old man to tell you that the Imperial Team needs to return early to prepare."

Dugu Yan approached from the other side of the herb garden.

She held a cup of emerald-green medicinal liquid in her delicate hand.

"Yanyan has already packed."

"We can leave tomorrow."

Dugu Bo looked at the medicinal liquid in his granddaughter's hand.

"What is that?"

"A nourishing medicinal liquid Chen Feng prepared for Yanyan."

Dugu Yan took a small sip.

"It doesn't taste very good, but it works well."

"Yanyan's soul power has completely stabilized at rank forty-three."

The green-haired old man snorted.

"Even the medicinal liquids this old man personally prepares don't get you to drink so happily."

"Grandpa's medicine is too bitter."

"Good medicine tastes bitter."

"Chen Feng's medicine works too."

Dugu Bo was immediately left speechless.

Chen Feng did not join the argument between grandfather and granddaughter.

The illusory Chat Group panel had already unfolded before him.

Fragrant Fox: [The Soul Master Tournament is about to begin.]

Fragrant Fox: [A lot of people in the group should be participating this time, right?]

Little Witch: [Of course!]

Little Witch: [Shrek Academy has officially obtained its qualification to compete.]

Ice Snow Princess: [Tianshui Academy will be participating too.]

Poison Fairy: [Chen Feng is the captain of the Imperial Academy team.]

Poison Fairy: [There's no suspense over who will win this tournament.]

Little Witch: [Brother Chen Feng will definitely be the champion!]

Her Holiness the Pope: [The Golden Generation are geniuses carefully cultivated by Spirit Hall.]

Her Holiness the Pope: [If Chen Feng wants the championship, he'll have to ask Nana first.]

The Chat Group quickly became lively.

Hu Liena suddenly sent a photo.

In the photo,

a golden-red gown clung tightly to her voluptuous figure.

Her silky long hair draped behind her shoulders.

The woman sat sideways by the window, her long legs clad in dark stockings naturally crossed.

Golden sunlight fell across her exquisite face.

Those alluring eyes looked directly at the screen.

Fragrant Fox: [Since we're participating in the tournament, I'll cheer for our esteemed group leader first.]

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Little Witch: [Sister Fox posted another photo!]

Poison Fairy: [This outfit suits you very well.]

My Cat Is White and Big: [It really is beautiful.]

I Have No Mother: [Using this method to win over the group leader?]

Fragrant Fox: [As long as the group leader likes it.]

Chen Feng opened the photo and admired it carefully for a moment.

Hu Liena already had an excellent figure.

The golden-red gown paired with dark stockings made her look even more mature and alluring.

Group Leader: [Not bad.]

The simple two words appeared.

Hu Liena immediately sent a string of delighted emojis.

Fragrant Fox: [As long as the group leader likes it.]

Little Witch: [Group Leader Brother, I have one too!]

Ning Rongrong promptly sent a photo as well.

A light-green dress fell to her knees.

White stockings wrapped around her slender calves.

She sat on a windowsill in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, hugging a soft pillow shaped like the Azure Lotus Sword.

Little Witch: [Rongrong just took this photo.]

Little Witch: [What does Group Leader Brother think?]

Poison Fairy: [Why does the thing in your arms look so much like the Azure Lotus Sword?]

Little Witch: [It's a new soft pillow made by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!]

Little Witch: [It has nothing to do with Brother Chen Feng!]

I Have No Mother: [You explained that so quickly. Feeling guilty?]

Little Witch: [Of course not!]

Bibi Dong fell silent for a moment.

A new photo appeared in the group.

Within the resplendent Papal Palace,

the Pope's robes draped down both sides of the throne.

Her long, shapely legs in black stockings were crossed together.

Her purple hair was tied behind her head.

Her stunning face carried the dignity belonging to the Pope.

Her Holiness the Pope: [I merely want you all to understand what true elegance is.]

Poison Fairy: [Her Holiness the Pope is setting an example again.]

Little Witch: [Hahaha!]

I Have No Mother: [Didn't someone say young women didn't know how to behave with propriety?]

Her Holiness the Pope: [This is a perfectly normal photo!]

Group Leader: [It is indeed not bad.]

Inside the Papal Palace,

Bibi Dong looked at that reply, and her previously tense expression immediately softened.

Her Holiness the Pope: [The group leader has good taste.]

Within the Chat Group,

more photos appeared one after another.

Shui Bing'er wore Tianshui Academy's blue team uniform as she sat beside a training ground blanketed in snow.

Zhu Zhuqing leaned against a window, her black fitted team uniform outlining her voluptuous curves.

Qian Renxue had shed her Xue Qinghe disguise and stood beneath the moonlight in a golden gown.

Dugu Yan was unwilling to be outdone.

She wore purple leather with black stockings.

Behind her lay the twin-colored springs of the Icefire Yin-Yang Well.

Chen Feng looked through them one by one.

Each possessed a different charm.

The Chat Group's activity continued to rise amid the photos and tournament discussions.

Three days later.

Heaven Dou City.

Outside the Royal Soul Arena, crowds continuously gathered along the streets.

The participating teams from the major academies entered the venue in succession.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy's golden team uniforms appeared at the end of the passageway.

Chen Feng walked at the front.

He wore a golden cloak over white robes.

Azure Lotus Sword patterns were embroidered along both sleeves.

Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and the others followed closely behind.

The surrounding spectators quickly recognized the Imperial Academy team.

"That's Chen Feng?"

"A rank fifty-five Soul King with a hundred-thousand-year fifth Soul Ring!"

"I heard he defeated all seven members of Shrek by himself."

"This tournament will most likely be won by the Imperial Academy."

Dugu Yan listened to the surrounding chatter, her face full of smiles.

"Now everyone in Heaven Dou City knows your name."

"Aren't you happy at all?"

Chen Feng continued forward.

"We can talk after we win the tournament."

Yu Tianheng nodded seriously.

"Chen Feng is right."

"Empty fame means nothing. The championship is the goal."

Dugu Yan turned to glance at him.

"Why are you talking more and more like Chen Feng now?"

"The mindset of the strong is worth learning."

"You should just be yourself."

The group entered the rest area.

In the passageway on the other side, the Shrek team happened to be approaching.

Shrek's original uniforms had already been replaced with Blue Tyrant Academy's standard attire.

Yu Xiaogang still walked at the front.

Tang San followed behind his teacher.

When he saw that white-robed figure, his steps visibly slowed.

The crushing defeat at the Royal Soul Arena last time still weighed heavily on their minds.

Blue Silver Grass.

Hidden weapons.

Eight Spider Lances.

Every method they had used had been crushed head-on by the Azure Lotus Sword.

Ma Hongjun's expression was equally grim.

Although his hair had grown back, the spot on his abdomen where the sword hilt had struck him still bore bruises from days ago.

Dai Mubai stopped beside Tang San.

"We've run into this guy again."

"This time, it's an official match."

"Shrek cannot lose again."

Tang San looked toward the Imperial Team.

"So what if he's level fifty-five?"

"We've already studied the Azure Lotus Sword's methods of attack."

"As long as we restrict his sword control, we'll find an opening."

Ning Rongrong walked at the back of the team.

The moment she saw Chen Feng, her beautiful eyes immediately lit up.

"Brother Chen Feng!"

The pale green figure hurried out of the group.

Ning Rongrong arrived before Chen Feng with a delighted smile on her face.

"Did Big Brother Group Leader say that photo looked good?"

Chen Feng's expression paused slightly.

"What photo?"

Ning Rongrong immediately realized her mistake.

Chen Feng was not supposed to know about the Chat Group.

"Nothing."

"Rongrong meant, does today's team uniform look good?"

The pale green uniform was tailored to fit her perfectly.

The pattern of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was embroidered over her chest.

White stockings wrapped around her slender legs.

Chen Feng nodded.

"Not bad."

Ning Rongrong returned to the Shrek team, fully satisfied.

Dugu Yan stood nearby, her eyes gaining a hint of vigilance.

"She clearly wasn't asking about the uniform just now."

"Is there something between you two that Yan Yan doesn't know about?"

"No."

"Really?"

"Mm."

Tang San frowned tightly as he watched Ning Rongrong run over to Chen Feng on her own initiative.

"Rongrong, during the tournament, don't casually approach members of other teams."

Ning Rongrong turned back.

"Brother Chen Feng isn't an outsider."

"The two sides could become opponents at any moment."

"So what?"

Ning Rongrong did not care.

"A match is a match."

"Brother Chen Feng is Brother Chen Feng."

Dai Mubai's expression grew increasingly unpleasant.

Before the Shrek Seven Monsters had even begun fighting, their support-system Spirit Master had already taken the initiative to get close to an opponent.

How could such a team possibly display complete coordination?

The announcer soon declared the drawing results.

"The opening match of the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Academy Elite Tournament."

"Heaven Dou Royal Academy versus Blue Tyrant Academy."

The resting area instantly fell silent.

Yu Xiaogang looked toward the Imperial Team, a trace of delight appearing in his eyes.

After their previous defeat, Shrek had spent several days studying the Azure Lotus Sword.

Now, they were facing Chen Feng again in the very first match. It was the perfect chance to wash away their humiliation.

Ma Hongjun flexed his arm.

"We weren't prepared last time."

"This time, in front of the entire city's audience, Fatty will definitely make Chen Feng kneel!"

Dugu Yan's expression darkened.

"Getting beaten last time didn't teach you a lesson?"

Ma Hongjun looked toward the purple-haired woman.

His gaze roamed back and forth over her long legs clad in black stockings.

"Once Fatty defeats Chen Feng, you'll know who the real genius is."

"When the time comes, don't regret choosing the wrong man."

Chen Feng stopped walking.

The Azure Lotus Sword appeared at his side on its own.

"Take back what you just said."

Ma Hongjun's heart tightened.

This was the tournament resting area.

Referees and powerful Spirit Masters were stationed all around.

The fat man quickly straightened his back again.

"Was Fatty wrong?"

"Isn't she always following you around because she thinks you're strong?"

Jade-green poisonous vapor rose from Dugu Yan's fingertips.

"Ma Hongjun, are you looking to die?"

Chen Feng raised a hand to stop the purple-haired woman.

"We'll settle it in the arena."

Ma Hongjun laughed.

"Fatty will be waiting!"

Tang San did not stop his companion.

As long as Ma Hongjun could affect Chen Feng's state of mind, Shrek would gain another fraction of a chance at victory.

The two sides headed toward their respective competition tunnels.

The tournament's first match.

Seven against seven.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy versus Blue Tyrant Academy.

The Royal Soul Arena.

Tens of thousands of spectators filled the stands.

Xue Ye the Great, Ning Fengzhi, and Spirit Hall's Platinum Bishop sat in the highest VIP section.

The two teams emerged from their tunnels.

On Heaven Dou Royal Academy's side.

Chen Feng stood at the very front.

Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Yu Feng, Ao Siliuo, and Shi Mo stood behind him in sequence.

On Blue Tyrant Academy's side.

Dai Mubai took charge of the front.

Tang San stood at the center of the team.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing stood on either flank.

Ma Hongjun, Ning Rongrong, and Oscar occupied the rear.

The host flew above the Soul Arena platform.

"Both sides, release your martial souls!"

Soul power erupted one after another.

The phantom of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon soared into the sky.

The Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor coiled behind Dugu Yan.

The Nine-Heart Begonia bloomed with soft white light.

Blue Silver Grass sprouted from Tang San's palm.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing completed their martial soul possession at the same time.

The Evil Fire Phoenix unfurled its flaming wings.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda radiated dazzling multicolored light.

Yet the most eye-catching figure remained the white-robed youth at the center of the platform.

The Azure Lotus Sword floated at Chen Feng's side.

Three purple, one black, and one red.

The instant five Soul Rings appeared, the audience erupted completely.

"A Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!"

"His fifth Soul Ring really is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!"

"What kind of Soul Ring configuration is that?"

In the VIP section.

Ning Fengzhi leaned forward slightly.

"Uncle Sword was right."

"Chen Feng has already forged a sword path that belongs to him alone."

Chen Xin sat beside the sect master.

His gaze remained fixed on the Azure Lotus Sword.

"That sword is stronger than when we last met."

"Extreme cold, extreme heat, and an incredibly powerful life force."

"The fifth Soul Ring has allowed the Azure Lotus Sword to undergo another transformation."

On the Soul Arena platform.

Yu Tianheng looked at the white-robed figure before him.

"How do you need us to cooperate this time?"

Chen Feng gripped the Azure Lotus Sword.

"Protect Lingling."

"I'll handle everyone else."

Dugu Yan smiled softly.

"Taking on seven alone again?"

"It saves time."

Across from them.

Tang San was rapidly arranging their tactics.

"Rongrong, strengthen Boss Dai, Xiao Wu, and Zhuqing first."

"Fatty, cover the frontal area."

"Oscar, prepare the Mushroom Sausage."

"I'll use Blue Silver Grass to restrain the Azure Lotus Sword."

Ma Hongjun looked at Chen Feng.

"Once Fatty burns that white outfit off him, let's see how this guy keeps pretending."

The referee raised his right hand.

"Match begin!"

Ning Rongrong lifted the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

"Seven Treasures are famed, first: strength!"

"Seven Treasures are famed, second: speed!"

Several streams of colored light descended upon the Shrek team.

Tang San pressed both hands against the ground.

"Third Soul Skill, Spiderweb Restraint!"

A vast swath of Blue Silver Grass burst up from beneath the stone slabs.

A purple spiderweb fell over Chen Feng's head.

Dai Mubai unleashed White Tiger Vajra Transformation and charged straight at the Imperial Team.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing quickly split up and moved to encircle them from both sides.

Ma Hongjun opened his mouth.

The purplish-red flames rapidly compressed.

"Second Soul Skill, Phoenix Rebirth!"

"First Soul Skill, Phoenix Fire Line!"

The evil fire transformed into a thick pillar of flame, surging straight across the front of the spirit arena.