Crushing Defeat

"What... what kind of soul skill is this?!"

"Why could he withstand the Hell White Tiger's attack?!"

Cui Yajie stood there dumbfounded, unable to believe her eyes.

None of the teachers could understand it. A level-twenty Soul Master was actually able to contend against a Soul Elder's Martial Soul Fusion Skill!

At the edge of the arena, golden energy boiled and shimmered like a growing flame, burning wildly before rapidly swelling into towering golden fire.

An extremely cold and sinister aura spread outward, gradually covering the entire competition area.

"Little Wang, so this is your trump card..." Mu Jin marveled, finally understanding where Wang Xiao's confidence came from.

Then, beneath everyone's shocked gazes, the golden flames suddenly writhed with eerie grace, condensing into the shape of a giant seven or eight meters tall.

Yet it had no flesh or blood. Only an upper skeletal frame had formed, with its ribs, arm bones, and skull completely exposed, looking utterly sinister.

From afar, it resembled a golden skeleton seven or eight meters tall. Its appearance was bizarre, its aura cold and sinister, making people tremble uneasily.

"A Martial Soul Avatar?"

"No! Impossible! A One-Ring Soul Master can't possibly use a Martial Soul Avatar!" Everyone present was utterly stunned.

Such a powerful manifestation of Soul Power had actually come from a level-twenty Soul Master!

"What kind of soul skill is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

Everyone stared at the golden skeleton on the arena, their hearts filled with confusion.

"A soul skill? A secret technique? Or a sect cultivation method?"

Every teacher present was vastly experienced, yet not one of them could make sense of it.

Could it be another Self-Created Soul Skill?

But how could a level-twenty Soul Master possibly create a soul skill that surpassed a Soul Ancestor's?

That was impossible. It had already exceeded the existing system.

Killing intent shot from Xuan Zi's cloudy eyes, and his lazy demeanor vanished in an instant.

"Boy, you really are an Evil Soul Master!"

He abruptly rose to his feet, his body radiating an aura like that of a prehistoric savage beast.

Yan Shaozhe flashed to Xuan Zi's side and grabbed his arm, saying urgently, "Elder Xuan, there must be some misunderstanding here!"

"Wang Xiao absolutely cannot be an Evil Soul Master!"

"Shaozhe, are you trying to shield an Evil Soul Master? Have you forgotten what happened back then?!" Xuan Zi's voice was icy enough to pierce bone.

Yan Shaozhe explained desperately, "Wang Xiao has Twin Martial Souls, and he possesses Ultimate Ice. He can't possibly be an Evil Soul Master!"

"Let go, or I'll beat you too!" Xuan Zi said in a low voice, his killing intent already stirred.

No one could understand his hatred for Evil Soul Masters, and no one could stop him.

Yan Shaozhe knew well that he was merely a Titled Douluo. Compared with level-ninety-eight Xuan Zi, they were worlds apart and not even in the same league.

Just as Xuan Zi was about to make his move, a dignified voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

He abruptly looked toward the dormitory area, clenched his fist, then loosened it. The killing intent erupting from his body gradually receded.

"Yan Shaozhe, I hope you can come to Sea God's Pavilion afterward and give me a satisfactory explanation!" He snorted coldly, and with a flash, vanished instantly.

Meanwhile

The ones who found this hardest to accept were Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu.

The golden skeleton, seven or eight meters tall, stood before them. Its massive body was enormous, and a single arm was four or five meters long.

The Hell White Tiger, which stood two meters tall, had already been incredibly huge. Yet now, it looked like nothing more than a kitten.

Especially when they saw Wang Xiao within the golden skeleton, with two streams of bloody tears running down his face and his eyes crimson and terrifying.

The moment Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu met his gaze, chills ran down their spines and a sense of dread rose within them.

"What Martial Soul Avatar? It only looks scary. A One-Ring Soul Master will always be trash!"

Dai Huabin roared as he controlled the Hell White Tiger to charge madly toward Wang Xiao.

"Kid, go die!"

Whoosh!

The vicious tiger rushed close, suddenly reared upright, and raised a pair of millstone-sized claws before slamming them fiercely toward the golden skeleton.

Wang Xiao's eyes remained calm and unmoved as he allowed the tiger claws to fall.

Crunch!

The tiger claws that could easily shatter a thousand-pound boulder struck the golden Susanoo, leaving behind only six claw marks.

"H-how is this possible?!" Dai Huabin's expression changed drastically as he staggered backward.

Despair filled his heart. The Martial Soul Fusion Skill he had been so proud of could not even break through a barrier of energy.

"Too weak."

Wang Xiao shook his head and casually waved his hand. The golden Susanoo moved, swinging a palm at the Hell White Tiger.

Bang!

There was no suspense whatsoever. The vicious tiger, four or five meters long, was like a kitten as it was sent flying by a single slap from Susanoo.

It rolled from one edge of the arena to the opposite edge before stopping, its body covered in wounds.

Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu screamed in pain and spat blood. If they had not been inside the Hell White Tiger, that blow would have killed them on the spot. They could not endure such energy.

Everyone was horrified. The two sides simply were not on the same level. This was a completely one-sided battle.

Earlier, the Hell White Tiger had dominated the arena. Yet in such a short time, the tides had turned, and Dai Huabin could not get back up after just one strike.

"This match should end now."

Wang Xiao beckoned, and lightning poured through the golden Susanoo's entire body. He spread his left hand, compressing the raging electricity madly until it formed a seven-meter-long bow in an instant.

When he raised his hand again, an arrow five meters long condensed into existence.

Wang Xiao drew the bowstring. In an instant, lightning became incomparably violent, thick arcs of electricity crackling and lashing wildly through the air.

When the electric arcs swept across the floor, they split open cracks more than a meter deep. It was terrifying beyond belief.

"Not good! That kid is trying to kill Dai Huabin!"

Yan Shaozhe's expression changed drastically. He stomped through the roof eaves and rushed down.

"Kid, you're just putting on a show. You can't scare me!"

The Hell White Tiger roared. Rather than dodging, it pounced toward the golden skeleton in the opposite direction.

Wang Xiao finished charging his attack and released the bowstring.

The lightning-wreathed arrow shot out, tearing through the air and illuminating all directions.

"Lightning Release, Lightning Arrow!"

"Seventh Soul Skill, Phoenix True Body!"

Boom!

Dazzling lightning erupted, blazing intensely and covering half the arena. It was like a thunderclap exploding, reverberating throughout Shrek Academy.

At the center of the arena, lightning shot into the sky as electric arcs raged wildly, terrifying beyond measure.

Thick bolts of lightning lashed randomly in every direction like whips. The floor, railings, and arena structures struck by them exploded on the spot.

"Is this... really the power a One-Ring Soul Master should possess?!" Cui Yajie stood frozen in shock, vast sheets of lightning reflected in her pupils.

"Is this guy even human?!" Wang Dong'er still could not believe it.

Xiao Xiao's emerald-like eyes were wide open, her mouth forming an O as the scene left her speechless.

Huo Yuhao was already dumbstruck. He hurriedly asked the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm within him.

"Brother Sky Dream, is he even human?"

"You said before that Brother Wang had a Million-Year Soul Beast living inside him. I believe you now."

As time passed, the lightning gradually faded, revealing the state of the arena.

The once-level arena was now a complete mess, riddled with craters and pits left by lightning strikes.

At its center was a huge crater ten meters wide, exposing scorched-black earth. Sparks of electricity still remained in the soil, crackling softly.

Clearly, after suffering such extensive damage, this section of the arena could not be used for the time being and needed repairs.

"Shaozhe, are you all right?" Qian Duoduo stood outside the crater with a smile on his face.

Yan Shaozhe snorted coldly, dusted off his clothes, and flew out while carrying the unconscious Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu in his hands.

He casually tossed the two of them to Zhang Lexuan and said, "Take them away and treat them."

After doing all that, Yan Shaozhe rose into the air and swiftly left the competition area without another word.

Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao, Mu Jin, and the others could not hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.

"No wonder the dean left so quickly. He was embarrassed."

No one had expected that the always stern and unsmiling Dean Yan Shaozhe would have the back of his clothes completely blown apart, with three claw marks across it.

He had clearly been injured because he had not defended himself against the Hell White Tiger.