Shrek Academy and Heaven Dou Academy Spar
"Then let's have a fight." Qin Ming nodded, and the two teams dispersed.
The center of the field was quickly cleared, and each side sent seven players onto the field.
The students on the Heaven Dou Royal Academy side are Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Ye Lingling, Shi Mo, Shi Mo, Yu Feng, and Osler.
The Shrek team consists of Tang San, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong.
Both sides stood at attention on opposite sides of the field.
Yu Tianheng stood at the very front of the group, lightning crackling around him, his fighting spirit rising steadily.
The Shi Mo and Shi Mo behind him gave a low shout at the same time, like two city gates blocking the way.
On Shrek's side, Dai Mubai stood at the very front.
Tang San and Xiao Wu stood on either side, Ma Hongjun was rubbing his hands together in anticipation behind them, and Oscar had already pulled out a few sausages to distribute.
Ning Rongrong retreated to the back of the group, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda had already appeared in her palm.
Once both sides had formed their ranks, the atmosphere on the training field suddenly became tense.
The team members of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy have just experienced a crushing victory and are in high spirits.
Meanwhile, the Shrek Seven Monsters all wore expressions of eager anticipation, clearly not taking these "academics" seriously.
"Begin!" Qin Ming commanded.
Dai Mubai was the first to move.
The White Tiger Martial Soul instantly possessed him, his muscles bulged, white tiger stripes appeared on his skin, and his tiger eyes shone with a sharp light.
He suddenly pushed off with his feet, and his whole body rushed towards Yu Tianheng like a white cannonball, his claws whistling through the air as they aimed straight for his face.
Yu Tianheng snorted coldly, simultaneously releasing his Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul. Blue lightning exploded around his body, and his right arm was covered in dragon scales. He threw a punch to meet the attack. Claw and fist collided with a muffled boom, and lightning and Soul Power scattered in all directions. Both of them took a half step back. They were evenly matched.
"Interesting." Dai Mubai grinned and pounced again. Yu Tianheng was not to be outdone, his lightning surged, and the two clashed head-on in the center of the arena, exchanging punches and claws, each blow landing with a visceral impact, causing the ground to tremble slightly.
On the other side, Xiao Wu's figure had already disappeared from the spot.
She was incredibly fast; her pink figure was like a streak of light as she cut straight into the back row of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, her target being Yu Feng was standing on the flank of the formation.
Yu Feng is an agility-based Soul Master with quick reflexes; he immediately released his Martial Soul to try and create distance.
But Xiao Wu's graceful techniques are effective in close combat. Her body drew a beautiful arc in the air, her scorpion braid flicked out a sharp whip shadow, and her toes lightly touched Yu Feng's shoulder. Using the momentum, she flipped over, and one of her slender legs hooked around Yu Feng's neck.
"Get down!" Xiao Wu twisted her waist, and Yu Feng was thrown out, tumbling twice in the air before staggering to the ground, almost falling over.
Dugu Yan moved swiftly, rushing towards Tang San.
Her footwork wasn't as graceful and light as Ye Lingling's, but it possessed a cunning and unpredictable quality, like that of a serpent, with each step carrying a rhythm that was hard to fathom.
Before she even arrived, her right hand was spread open, and wisps of deep purple poisonous mist overflowed from her fingertips, condensing into a swirling cloud of mist in her palm.
Her Martial Soul had evolved into the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Emperor, its venom more than three times stronger than before. As soon as the poisonous mist dissipated from her palm, a pungent and acrid smell filled the surrounding air.
Tang San reacted extremely quickly. He almost instinctively held his breath and simultaneously raised his hand to unleash three Hidden Weapon.
Three cold glints shot towards Dugu Yan in a triangular formation, their trajectories almost invisible.
Dugu Yan twisted her body to the side, her waist bending at an unbelievable angle as if it had no bones. Three Hidden Weapon grazed the hem of her clothes and landed on the stone floor behind her, making a buzzing sound.
"What a great waist," Tang San thought to himself, but his hands didn't stop moving at all.
His foot slipped, and he activated the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, suddenly accelerating and splitting into several afterimages in Dugu Yan's vision.
But since Dugu Yan couldn't see his true form, she simply stopped looking.
She clasped her hands together in front of her chest, and the purple mist in her palms suddenly exploded, releasing a ring-shaped shockwave of poisonous mist that spread outwards from her, covering an area of five meters in radius.
Tang San's afterimage was swallowed up in the poisonous fog, and his real body had to retreat from the side, his expression changing slightly.
He was a frequent user of drugs and had developed some resistance to them, but the corrosiveness of this toxic fog far exceeded his expectations.
He felt his Soul Power begin to stagnate after just a little bit of it, and it felt like a cold, wet stone was pressing on his chest.
"What kind of poison is this?" Tang San was shocked.
He quickly circulated his internal energy to expel the poison, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Seeing Tang San forced back, Dugu Yan's lips curled up slightly.
Instead of chasing after her, she turned and released a serpentine cloud of poisonous mist in Ning Rongrong's direction.
Tang San's heart tightened. If Rongrong were to be poisoned, even the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda might not have enough time to bless her.
"Rongrong, be careful!" Tang San warned sharply, while enduring the numbness in his arm as he chased after her.
Ning Rongrong reacted quickly, retreating hastily, while Xiao Wu also tried to flank Dugu Yan from the side.
However, Dugu Yan's fighting style was more troublesome than they had imagined.
She avoids direct confrontation, slithering along the edge of the arena like a true venomous snake. Each attack is a cloud of poisonous mist or a serpentine venomous strike that will make you feel unwell if you get a touch.
Dugu Bo a control-type Soul Master, yet he manages to make harassment feel like an assassin's move.
Tang San fought her for several rounds but couldn't do anything to her. Instead, he was forced to retreat repeatedly by the poisonous fog.
"This academy... it's got something special," Tang San thought to himself.
"First Soul Skill: Entangling!"
Tang San did not hesitate to use Dugu Yan's first Soul Skill.
Several thick Blue Silver Grass broke through the soil, Entangling around Dugu Yan from all directions like serpents.
These Blue Silver Grass gleam with a faint blue light and are covered with a layer of fine thorns. Once entangled, the thorns will pierce the skin, releasing a nerve-numbing toxin. At the same time, the grass will continuously tighten, rendering the opponent completely incapacitated.
This is Tang San's most proficient starting move, and also the control method he has relied on to win countless battles.
Facing a mobile opponent like Dugu Yan, he had to restrict her movements as quickly as possible, or he would be worn down to death by her poisonous mist.
Dugu Yan saw Blue Silver Grass rushing towards her and a cold smile appeared on her lips.
Two months ago, she would have had no choice but to retreat in the face of such a control-type Soul Skill, but things are different now.
She didn't even dodge; instead, she calmly raised her right hand and gently flicked her fingers at the swarming Blue Silver Grass.
A wisp of deep purple poisonous mist shot from her fingertips. The moment it landed on the Blue Silver Grass, the once vibrant grass leaves began to turn black, wither, and curl at a visible speed, quickly losing their vitality like vegetable leaves scalded by boiling water.
"Your Blue Silver Grass is quite resistant to poison, but it's still no match for mine," Dugu Yan chuckled.