Snow Empress, the Teacher

"Yueheng, if there's an opportunity during the finals, we could try to eliminate Song Que."

"This kid's talent is too monstrous, even more astonishing than Huo Yuhao's."

"He is Huo Yuhao's cousin. If we let this go unchecked, he will become a major threat to us in just a few years."

"As for that bastard Huo Yuhao... he is ultimately a member of the Body Sect, so we can't openly target him. However, I've already arranged for people to keep an eye on him secretly."

Dai Yueheng frowned deeply. "Mother, Father will also be watching the finals in person. If something goes wrong, it will be very difficult to handle."

The Duchess said calmly, "You don't need to worry."

"Be clean, the Zhu Family and I will cover for you."

"Moreover, you are currently a core disciple of Shrek Inner Court, and Dean Yan will definitely protect you."

Dai Yueheng pondered for a moment, then slowly nodded. "I will find an opportunity..."

"Oh, right, Mother, those Fixed Soul Cannon Shell..."

"Although I bought it for you," the Duchess paused, then continued, "The people of the Sun Moon Empire probably don't have good intentions either."

"Try not to use it if you can avoid it... I trust you'll make your own judgment."

Dai Yueheng remained silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

The scene shifts back to the competition arena.

Dai Yueheng's thoughts returned, and he looked at Song Que on the other side of the arena with a solemn expression, a strong killing intent flashing in his eyes.

But the next moment, Dai Yueheng couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

The Soul Spirit that hadn't made any move in the previous match was now quietly moving forward.

"Step down, I'll handle this."

The Snow Empress's voice suddenly rang in Song Que's mind.

"It's a waste that you have such great power but don't know how to use it."

Upon hearing this, Song Que scratched his head awkwardly.

From childhood to adulthood, he has always been self-taught and reckless; no one has ever taught him anything.

Things got a little better after I entered Shrek Academy.

Although the teachers at the Shrek Academy still didn't really teach anything useful.

However, Shrek Academy has a long history and profound cultural heritage. Its library has a rich collection of books, which can provide him with all kinds of materials for research, saving him from many detours.

Now that Snow Empress has arrived and suddenly started giving him pointers, Song Que is finding it somewhat difficult to adjust.

Snow Empress continued, "Unless you can kill your opponent with a single blow, there's simply no way to inflict fatal damage under the watchful eye of Titled Douluo, given that the difference in your strength isn't that significant."

Song Que remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded.

He then made room for a few people and stepped aside.

Snow Empress slowly stepped forward and stood in the spot where Song Que had just been.

Dai Yueheng looked up at Snow Empress, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

Although I don't know what Soul Spirit is, it's ultimately just a summoned object.

What does it mean that Song Que actually sent a summoned creature to fight him?

A surge of anger rose in Dai Yueheng's heart, along with a sense of humiliation at being looked down upon.

"Song Que, what do you mean by this?"

"Do you look down on me?!"

Dai Yueheng's tone was angry, and a hint of resentment flashed in his eyes.

Song Que smiled faintly, but did not answer. Instead, he gently shook his head.

"The match begins!" the Referee's voice rang out.

Snow Empress stared coldly at Dai Yueheng with her icy blue eyes, and gently waved her slender hand.

The next moment, Song Que's fourth Soul Ring suddenly lit up.

Immediately afterwards, around the arena, the ice elements that had just calmed down began to stir again.

Large, fluffy snowflakes raged wildly under the howling wind, instantly transforming the entire arena into a world of ice and snow.

It even caused the three figures that were originally clearly visible to lose sight of each other.

"Field?!"

Dai Yueheng was startled. Surrounded by a vast expanse of white, he couldn't find the other person's location at all.

His first, third, and fifth Soul Ring lit up one after another.

"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

"White Tiger Protective Barrier!"

"White Tiger Demon God Transformation!"

Dai Yueheng's bones crackled and popped as his body swelled, his combat uniform stretched taut by his bulging muscles.

His once golden hair had turned mostly white with some black, and a three-horizontal-one-vertical "king" character pattern appeared on his forehead. A layer of golden-white protective light rose around his body, clinging tightly to it.

Then, a dark golden halo enveloped his body, and dark black magic patterns crawled all over his skin.

Its hands swelled up to twice their normal size, covered with a layer of short white fur, and its sharp, eight-inch-long claws sprang out, gleaming coldly.

"Would hiding really help?"

"Bring it on! My defense is far superior to Ma Xiaotao's."

The Snow Empress stood unmoved amidst the wind and snow, his figure appearing and disappearing in the swirling snowflakes.

"There it is!"

The next moment, Dai Yueheng let out a low roar, the ice beneath his feet cracked, and he charged forward. His enhanced tiger claws, carrying a fierce wind, slashed fiercely at Snow Empress's figure.

But the Snow Empress's figure was completely blended into the wind and snow. When his tiger claws fell, they only caught a wisp of ice and snow.

Damn it!

Dai Yueheng cursed under his breath, but there was nothing he could do.

The next moment, the Snow Empress's figure reappeared behind him.

Dai Yueheng's heart tightened, and he quickly turned around, unleashing a fierce tiger claw strike, but unfortunately, he missed again.

Within the domain, the wind and snow swirled, constantly interfering with Dai Yueheng's perception, causing his attacks to miss time and time again.

The protective light shield was constantly subjected to the erosion of the cold air in the area, and ripples would occasionally spread across its surface.

After several rounds of fighting, Dai Yueheng became increasingly anxious. He couldn't hit his target at all, and his own Soul Power was being continuously consumed by his domain.

"Damn it, we can't detect her true form at all."

Dai Yueheng cursed inwardly, but was forced to continue attacking.

However, in the instant his attack missed, his old strength dissipated and new strength had not yet arisen.

Amidst the wind and snow, the Snow Empress's true form had already closed in.

She lightly extended her palm forward.

"Emperor's Palm! Great Chill Without Snow!"

The golden-white protective shield trembled violently. Although the shield did not shatter directly, the unparalleled chill penetrated through the gaps in the shield and invaded the body.

Dai Yueheng felt a slight numbness in his chest, and the next moment, the surging Soul Power within his body seemed to freeze instantly.

Immediately afterwards, his blood and qi surged violently, and he felt a sharp pain throughout his meridians, making him sway unsteadily.

Amidst the wind and snow, a deep, dark blue icy light rapidly condensed and took shape.

Extreme cold power gathered at the Snow Empress's fingertips, condensing into the outline of a slender, sharp ice sword, its chilling aura piercing and its sharpness intimidating.

"Emperor's Sword! Ice Extreme Unparalleled!"

A thin, deep blue sword light sliced through the wind and snow, moving so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to see.

The sword light precisely grazed Dai Yueheng's left shoulder joint, the sharp icy blade slicing directly through his skin, flesh, and bones.

A crisp cracking sound echoed through the arena.

"Ah!" A piercing scream echoed throughout the entire arena.