The flames did not avoid Dugu Yan.
They even enveloped the purple-haired woman within their range of attack.
Chen Feng's gaze darkened slightly.
The Azure Lotus Sword flew from his hand.
"Slash."
A golden-azure sword beam swept through the center of the pillar of fire.
The flames produced by the Evil Fire Phoenix were split in two by a single strike.
Crimson patterns lit up across the Azure Lotus Sword.
The originally violent evil fire was actually drawn in by the blade, all of it retreating to either side.
Ma Hongjun's expression changed.
"How could Fat Master's evil fire be afraid of a sword?"
The Azure Lotus Sword passed through the flames.
The flat of the blade struck the fat man's chest directly.
Bang!
Ma Hongjun was sent flying off the ground.
His bulky body rolled dozens of meters across the Soul Fighting Platform before finally crashing into a stone pillar at its edge.
The Evil Fire Phoenix was instantly dismissed.
Before he could get back up, the Azure Lotus Sword was already hovering before him.
Its tip was less than half an inch from his brow.
Chen Feng stood in the distance.
"Apologize."
Ma Hongjun clutched his chest.
"Why should Fat Master apologize?"
The sword tip moved forward half an inch.
Golden-azure sword qi sliced open the skin on his forehead.
A trickle of blood slid down his plump face.
"Apologize for what you said in the resting area."
Ma Hongjun gritted his teeth.
"This is a tournament!"
"You dare kill Fat Master?"
Chen Feng raised two fingers.
The Azure Lotus Sword trembled lightly.
An immense sword pressure descended from above.
Ma Hongjun, who had just pushed himself up, was slammed to the ground again.
His legs could not withstand that force.
His knees crashed down heavily.
The fat man knelt directly at the edge of the Soul Fighting Platform.
The surrounding audience stared in astonishment.
Blue Tyrant Academy's Fire Phoenix soul master had knelt before Chen Feng in less than ten breaths after the match began.
Ma Hongjun pressed both hands against the ground, trying to stand again.
But the sword pressure increased once more.
Large cracks spread across the stone slabs beneath his knees.
"Fat Master refuses to accept this!"
Chen Feng looked at the fat man kneeling on the ground.
"Kneel properly."
The Azure Lotus Sword pressed downward.
Ma Hongjun was forced flat against the ground, unable to lift his head again.
Dugu Yan stood behind the Imperial Team.
Watching this scene, the disgust in her heart finally faded somewhat.
"Do you know who made the wrong choice now?"
Ma Hongjun opened his mouth.
The sword pressure made his chest feel stifled, leaving him unable to answer at all.
Meanwhile.
The Blue Silver Spiderweb had already reached Chen Feng's back.
Purple light blazed in Tang San's eyes.
"Getting distracted in battle."
"Chen Feng, you're too arrogant!"
The purple spiderweb rapidly closed in.
Blue Silver Grass wrapped around the white-clad figure from all directions.
Dai Mubai also charged forward at that moment.
"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Radiant Wave!"
A blazing white sphere of light blasted toward Chen Feng's chest.
Xiao Wu leaped up from behind.
Her long legs lashed directly toward his neck.
Zhu Zhuqing became a black afterimage.
"Netherworld Hundred Claws!"
Joy finally appeared on Tang San's face.
"The control is complete."
"Chen Feng, you've lost!"
At the center of the Soul Fighting Platform.
The Blue Silver Spiderweb completely closed in.
The White Tiger Radiant Wave had already reached Chen Feng.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's attacks sealed off both sides at once.
Chen Feng did not dodge.
The Azure Lotus Sword was still hovering before Ma Hongjun.
Tang San's judgment was not wrong.
After a tool martial soul left its master's side, it was indeed difficult to account for multiple directions.
But there had never been only one Azure Lotus Sword.
Chen Feng raised his right hand.
"Myriad Swords Return to the Lotus."
A golden-azure sword shadow emerged from his palm.
Then.
A second one.
A third one.
More than a hundred Azure Lotus Sword shadows instantly covered the Soul Fighting Platform.
The Blue Silver Spiderweb shattered one strand after another.
The White Tiger Radiant Wave was pierced head-on by more than a dozen sword shadows.
Dai Mubai's pupils suddenly contracted.
"How could there be so many swords?"
Several sword shadows struck the White Tiger Barrier at once.
The defensive light shield shattered on the spot.
The flats of the swords struck his shoulders, chest, and abdomen in rapid succession.
His tall body was knocked flying.
Dai Mubai crashed heavily beside Ma Hongjun, and the White Tiger Vajra Transformation swiftly dissipated.
Just as Xiao Wu drew near, nine sword shadows appeared before her.
Their blades did not attack any vital points.
Overwhelming sword qi formed a barrier, sending the pink figure straight off the Soul Fighting Platform.
Zhu Zhuqing reacted extremely quickly.
The Netherworld Hundred Claws immediately shifted from offense to defense.
Her black figure continuously dodged between the sword shadows.
Chen Feng guided them with two fingers.
Two Azure Lotus Sword shadows swept past from both sides at once.
The Nether Civet Martial Soul was suppressed.
Zhu Zhuqing lost her balance and slid more than ten meters across the stone slabs.
A third sword shadow stopped above her shoulder.
"You lost."
Zhu Zhuqing looked at the blade before her and voluntarily withdrew her martial soul.
"I concede."
Chen Feng raised a hand and recalled the sword shadows.
Zhu Zhuqing was not injured.
There was not even a tear in her tight-fitting team uniform.
Such an obvious difference made Ma Hongjun's expression even uglier as he lay on the ground.
They were both Shrek members.
The moment Zhu Zhuqing conceded, Chen Feng immediately stopped.
Yet he himself was still being forced to kneel by the sword pressure.
There was only one reason.
Those earlier words had completely provoked Chen Feng.
Seeing his teammates fall one after another, Tang San immediately unleashed the Eight Spider Lances.
Eight purple spider legs pierced into the stone slabs.
Deadly poison rapidly spread along the ground.
"Chen Feng!"
"The real battle starts now!"
The Eight Spider Lances exerted force simultaneously.
Tang San launched himself into the air with the aid of the spider legs.
Blue Silver Grass shot from his waist, wrapping around Oscar and Ning Rongrong as it swiftly pulled the two of them back.
"Boss Dai, keep attacking!"
"Fatty, use the Mushroom Sausage and fly!"
Dai Mubai clutched his chest.
The White Tiger Martial Soul could no longer condense again.
Ma Hongjun was kneeling on the ground, making it even more impossible for him to catch the sausage Oscar threw him.
Tang San's face darkened.
"Trash!"
The word reached his companions' ears.
Dai Mubai immediately raised his head.
"Tang San, who are you calling trash?"
"That wasn't what I meant."
"We're still in a match. Don't disrupt our coordination!"
Chen Feng stood amid the countless sword shadows.
"Your coordination is making your companions block swords for you?"
Purple light flowed within Tang San's eyes.
"As long as we win the match, every sacrifice has value."
"Blue Tyrant Academy represents more than just the seven of us."
"It also carries the teachers' hard work and Shrek's honor."
Chen Feng looked toward the spectator area where Yu Xiaogang was seated.
"For Yu Xiaogang's hard work, you can make your teammates endure poisoned hidden weapons."
"For Shrek's honor, you can make Xiao Wu enter the tournament despite the risk of exposing her identity."
"Tang San."
"You're still as hypocritical as ever."
Xiao Wu stood outside the Soul Fighting Platform.
Upon hearing those words, her face rapidly turned pale.
The Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament.
Titled Douluo gathered together.
The future where their identities were exposed surfaced in Tang San's mind once more.
Tang San clenched his fists.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Everything I did was for my companions!"
Chen Feng stopped wasting words.
Over a hundred Azure Lotus Sword Shadows changed direction at once.
Every sword tip locked onto Tang San.
The Violet Demon Eyes operated at their limit.
Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track was unleashed repeatedly.
The blue figure moved swiftly across the soul arena platform with the help of the Eight Spider Lances.
The dense sword shadows pursued closely behind.
The first sword shadow severed the Blue Silver Grass.
The second sword shadow sliced open his sleeve.
The third brushed past his shoulder, leaving a bloody gash.
All eight spider lances stabbed into the air in succession, trying to shatter the pursuing sword shadows.
Clangs of metal striking metal rang out one after another.
The first Eight Spider Lance snapped.
Then came the second.
The third.
Tang San's face grew paler and paler.
The External Soul Bone was connected to his flesh and blood.
Every time a spider lance broke, agonizing pain shot through his back.
"Mysterious Jade Hand!"
His jade-colored palm struck toward the Azure Lotus Sword Shadows.
The sword shadows suddenly split apart before touching his palm.
Two sword shadows circled behind him.
The fourth and fifth Eight Spider Lances snapped in half at the same time.
Tang San lost his balance and crashed heavily onto the ground.
The remaining three spider lances braced against the stone floor.
The blue figure still tried to rise.
Chen Feng pressed down with two fingers.
Dozens of sword shadows descended from midair.
The sixth Eight Spider Lance broke.
The seventh Eight Spider Lance was nailed to the stone floor.
Just as the final spider lance rose, the true Azure Lotus Sword had already arrived before him.
Crimson flames and snow-white frost erupted at the same time.
Half of the purple spider leg froze over, while the other half turned charred black.
Crack!
The final Eight Spider Lance broke completely.
Tang San lay sprawled on the soul arena platform.
The Mysterious Jade Hand was covered in fine sword marks.
His blue hair scattered across the side of his face.
The scene from the Royal Soul Arena last time repeated itself.
The Azure Lotus Sword still hovered before his brow.
He still had no power to resist.
Tang San gritted his teeth.
His right hand slowly reached toward Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night.
A tiny hidden weapon was already concealed in his palm.
Chen Feng watched that movement.
"Still want to use poisoned needles?"
Tang San's hand stiffened.
"This is a match."
"Hidden weapons are also part of my strength."
"Very well."
Chen Feng raised his right hand.
His fifth scarlet Soul Ring finally lit up.
The pressure of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast blanketed the entire Royal Soul Arena.
The powerful Soul Masters in the VIP seats all rose to their feet.
Countless blue-gold motes rose from around the soul arena platform.
A gold-green sword lotus slowly bloomed beneath Chen Feng's feet.
"Fifth Soul Skill."
"Azure Lotus Ten Thousand Forms."
The blue-gold domain rapidly spread outward.
Before Tang San could fire the hidden weapon in his palm, immense pressure pinned his arm to the ground.
The Soul Power within his body drained away rapidly.
His Blue Silver Grass martial soul directly slipped out of his control.
All Blue Silver Grass bowed toward the Azure Lotus Sword.
Tang San's eyes widened.
"Why won't my martial soul obey my control?"
Chen Feng walked forward.
With every step he took, an Azure Lotus bloomed beneath his feet.
"Your Blue Silver Grass."
"Is submitting to its true sovereign."
Tang San wanted to summon the Clear Sky Hammer.
The moment his left hand rose, an Azure Lotus Sword Shadow pierced through his sleeve and nailed his hand beside the ground.
The blade did not pierce his skin.
Yet frost sealed his entire arm.
"Even the Clear Sky Hammer cannot save you."
"Neither can Tang Sect hidden weapons."
"What other methods do you have?"
Tang San lay prone on the ground without answering.
Oscar had already raised both hands.
"I surrender!"
Ning Rongrong also put away the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
"Shrek has lost."
Dai Mubai lowered his head and stopped resisting.
Zhu Zhuqing had already left the soul arena platform.
Xiao Wu stood outside the arena and never returned.
Only Ma Hongjun remained kneeling at the edge.
His purple-red team uniform was covered in dust.
The fat man no longer had any of his pre-match arrogance.
Chen Feng raised his hand and recalled the Azure Lotus Sword.
"Apologize."
Ma Hongjun glanced at Dugu Yan.
Then he looked toward the white-clad figure standing amid the sword lotus.
Continuing to be stubborn would only make him more pathetic.
The fat man lowered his head.
"I'm sorry."
"This lord shouldn't have said those things in the rest area."
The sword pressure did not disappear.
Ma Hongjun immediately changed his words.
"I shouldn't have said those things."
"Please forgive me, Dugu Yan."
Dugu Yan folded her arms before her chest.
"If you dare look around again, Yanyan will gouge out your eyes."
"Understood."
Only then did Chen Feng withdraw the sword pressure.
Ma Hongjun collapsed limply onto the ground.
The referee looked at the Shrek members who had already lost their ability to fight.
After a brief confirmation, he immediately announced the result.
"The opening match is over!"
"Heaven Dou Royal Academy is victorious!"
Tens of thousands of spectators rose to their feet at once.
Cheers spread throughout the Royal Soul Arena.
Chen Feng stood in the middle of the blooming azure sword lotus.
His white robes remained completely unstained.
The six members of the Imperial Team behind him had not truly made a move from beginning to end.
Seven against seven.
Yet it was still one man, one sword.
He had broken through the Shrek Seven Monsters head-on.
Tang San Kneels! He Dared Launch a Sneak Attack Even After the Match Ended!
Royal Soul Arena.
The referee had already announced the result.
Yet the Sword Domain formed by Azure Lotus Ten Thousand Forms did not immediately vanish.
Countless blue-gold motes floated over the soul arena platform.
Gold-green sword shadows hung in the air, every sword tip aimed at Blue Tyrant Academy's side.
Tang San braced himself against the stone floor, trying to climb up.
The broken Eight Spider Lances lay scattered behind him.
Every slight movement brought intense pain shooting through his back.
"No."
"The match is not over yet."
Tang San raised his left hand.
Black light rapidly gathered in his palm.
The heavy Clear Sky Hammer martial soul appeared at the tournament for the first time.
A wave of shocked cries immediately rose from the audience.
"The Clear Sky Hammer!"
"Tang San actually has Twin Martial Souls!"
"The referee has already declared the match over. Does he still want to keep fighting?"
In the VIP seats.
Platinum Bishop Salas stared at the Clear Sky Hammer, and his expression rapidly changed.
"Clear Sky Sect."
"Tang San, Tang Hao."
Salas linked the two names together, and a shadow clouded his eyes.
On the soul arena platform.
Tang San ignored the discussions around him.
The Mysterious Heaven Skill surged entirely into his left arm.
The Clear Sky Hammer expanded in the wind, and its heavy pressure caused the surrounding stone slabs to sink one after another.
"Chen Feng!"
"I still have a second martial soul!"
"The outcome has not truly been decided!"
The referee immediately stepped between them.
"Blue Tyrant Academy has already conceded."
"Tang San, withdraw your martial soul!"
Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track beneath his feet and slipped straight around the referee.
The Clear Sky Hammer, carrying immense force, smashed toward Chen Feng's back.
Ning Rongrong's expression changed.
"Tang San, stop!"
Xiao Wu stood outside the spirit battle platform, equally unprepared for Tang San to keep attacking after the match had ended.
The Clear Sky Hammer drew closer and closer to the figure in white.
Chen Feng turned around.
"You still dare to launch a sneak attack after the match has ended."
"Is this the rule of Tang Sect disciples?"
The fifth scarlet Soul Ring lit up once more.
The range of Azure Lotus Ten Thousand Forms instantly contracted.
All the blue-gold motes of light fell upon Tang San.
The Mysterious Heaven Skill within Tang San's body swiftly came to a halt.
Without Soul Power to sustain it, the Clear Sky Hammer slipped from his hand.
Boom!
The massive hammer body crashed into the stone slabs, leaving behind an enormous crater.
Tang San's body was also pinned down by the Sword Domain.
His right knee hit the ground first.
His left leg held out for less than a breath before bending as well.
Bang!
Both knees slammed onto the spirit battle platform.
The stone slabs caved inward.
Tang San tried to stand, but the sword pressure around him grew even more overpowering.
Dozens of Azure Lotus Sword Shadows hovered above his head.
Every sword shadow could easily pierce through Tang San's body.
Chen Feng walked up to Tang San.
"The referee has already announced the result."
"Yet you used the Clear Sky Hammer from behind."
"Since you refuse to stand and accept defeat, then kneel and listen to the rest."
Tang San braced his hands against his knees.
His Mysterious Jade Hand exerted force without pause.
The veins across both his arms bulged prominently.
Yet no matter how he circulated the Mysterious Heaven Skill, his legs could not leave the ground.
His Blue Silver Grass martial soul fared even worse.
Under the suppression of the Blue Silver Emperor Origin, every vine lay prostrate at Chen Feng's feet.
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