Lin Xuan stood where he was and called out,
"Attack!"
Xiao Wu moved so fast she left a trail of afterimages. Activating Teleportation, she crossed dozens of meters in an instant and appeared atop the cage.
Her Waist Bow unleashed its force. With her very first kick, she sent the power attack system Soul Master at the outer edge flying through a gap in the cage, slamming him into the stone wall outside the arena.
Tai Long charged forward with great strides, his Gravity Fist shrieking through the air as it smashed head-on into another defensive Soul Master's chest.
The tremendous impact shattered his opponent's Martial Soul armor, sending him skidding along the ground and over the arena boundary.
Zhu Zhuqing's figure split into three in midair.
Her fourth Soul Skill, Netherworld Shadow Clone!
Three identical sets of Spirit Cat Blades, enhanced by wind and lightning, became black-and-purple storms that darted around the remaining opponents.
With the sound of tearing fabric, three students had their defensive footing swept out from under them and stumbled out of the arena.
Standing at the rear, Tang San swept one hand through the air. Combining Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon with lashes of blue silver grass, he neatly tossed the last two dazed Support Soul Masters off the platform.
There had been no unnecessary talk throughout the entire battle.
From the referee's call to begin until all seven opponents lay sprawled below the platform, wailing, less than forty seconds had passed.
Jiangzhu had not even managed to plant her Healing Scepter in the ground before the battle was completely over.
A deathly silence fell over the venue.
Tens of thousands of spectators stared blankly at the empty platform and the members of the Blue Tyrant Team standing in its center, without so much as a