Thrashing the Elephant Armor Sect, Shi Nian of Remnant Dream Plots Murder
She appeared out of thin air, crossing the Crushing Pressure Gravity Field and landing above the head of a Soul Elder from the Elephant Armor Sect.
The Gale Talisman made her fall at an astonishing speed, and her first Soul Skill, Waist Bow, was activated instantly.
With her feet hooked around the opponent's neck, her slender waist twisted sharply, forcefully lifting the 200-pound man off the ground and flinging him through the air beyond the ring boundary.
"The first one!"
Xiao Wu landed lightly and clapped her hands.
On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing turned into a pitch-black shadow.
The fourth Soul Skill, Netherworld Shadow Clone. Two afterimages worked in tandem with the main body, their claws Entanglement in a double tearing effect of Blazing Fire and Wind Blade, precisely bypassing the hard shell on the front and circling around to the backs of the two Soul Elder on the flanks.
The Hell Hundred Claws slashed down in a series of strikes.
The extreme cold and intense tearing pain instantly broke through the defenses of the two Soul Elder, causing them to stagger and fall out of the arena.
"You bastard!"
Huyan Li went completely berserk, and his Fourth Soul Ring suddenly shone brightly.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Elephant Ball!"
His entire body shrunk into a huge ball of diamond flesh, and with the help of inertia, he rolled wildly, smashing through the Blue Silver Cage trapped him, and crashing into Tang San with immense force.
"Tai Long, receive the customer!"
Lin Xuan reminded him from behind.
"Okay!"
Tai Long roared to the sky, unleashing his fourth Soul Skill, Vajra Strength.
His skin turned a pure golden-bronze color, and Ning Rongrong's quadruple amplification surged within him.
He strode forward and grabbed the rolling diamond ball tightly with his two strong arms.
The boots carved two half-foot-deep furrows into the stone slabs of the arena, sending pebbles flying.
Tai Long gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his neck, and with sheer physical strength, he managed to bring the rapidly spinning Elephant Ball to a complete stop.
"Get up!"
With his arm muscles bulging like small hills, Tai Long, in perfect harmony with his waist and stance, lifted the massive Huyan Li himself off the ground and slammed him down.
Huyan Li was stunned and dizzy. Just as he was emerging from his Elephant Ball state, he was met with a dazzling bolt of purple-gold Lightning.
Lin Xuan simultaneously affixed the last two Heavenly Thunder Talisman in his hand to Huyan Li's chest.
Thunder roared across his chest.
The violent arc of electricity tore through the diamond shell, and Huyan Li Soul Power shattered completely. He was sent flying backward, arcing through the air before crashing heavily onto the floor tiles outside the Soul Fighting Arena, causing the ground to crack.
The remaining Elephant Armor Sect members on the field looked at their captain lying on the ground, then at the unharmed Blue Tyrant Team, and their Soul Power froze.
Throughout the entire battle, the Blue Tyrant Team didn't even give them a chance to unleash their combo attacks.
The referee paused for two seconds, then raised his hand and shouted:
"Blue Tyrant Academy wins in the second match of the second round of the Qualifying Tournament!"
The stands were completely silent, then erupted into thunderous applause.
Most viewers didn't even understand how the Elephant Armor Sect was demolished.
In the VIP section, Elephant Armor Sect Huyan Zhen, had a face so dark it looked like ink could drip from it, and his brows were tightly furrowed.
He stared intently at Huyan Li, who had fainted below the ring, exhaled a heavy breath from his nostrils, snorted coldly, and left without even saying goodbye to Salas.
Lin Xuan withdrew his Soul Power and turned his head to look at the panting Tai Long.
Tai Long wiped the sweat from his face and grinned foolishly:
"Captain, your Talismans is incredibly effective! I felt like I could kill a bull with one punch just now."
Ning Rongrong ran up from behind and gave a soft hum:
"You guys have almost drained my Soul Power. If you hadn't caught that attack just now, Tai Long, I'd have dealt with you."
Xiao Wu skipped over to Lin Xuan, tugged at his sleeve, and her face was full of excitement:
"Lin Xuan, wasn't it cool when I kicked that big guy away just now?"
"Cool, even more agile than a rabbit kicking an eagle," Lin Xuan casually replied.
Xiao Wu immediately puffed out her cheeks:
"Hmph! Don't even mention an eagle, I'd kick an elephant away!"
Tang San whispered from the side:
"The Elephant Armor Sect Sect's defense is too one-dimensional, and they've been completely countered. However, Huyan Zhen made quite a commotion when he left; the Spirit Hall is probably keeping a close eye on us."
Lin Xuan patted Tang San on the shoulder, his tone casual:
"So what if they're targeting us? What can they do to us? Let's go back for dinner."
As the Blue Tyrant Team descended from the arena passage, other academy team members on both sides of the waiting area quickly made way for them.
The process of decisively defeating Elephant Armor Academy was so swift that no one wanted to risk getting involved at this crucial moment.
Ye Mengyao stood at the corner of the passage and praised,
"You coordinated well just now."
"Having defeated Elephant Armor Academy so quickly, Blue Tyrant Academy's reputation will surely spread among the participating academies very soon."
Lin Xuan looked at Ye Mengyao and smiled.
"Aunt Ye, we'll meet any challenge head-on! Our Blue Tyrant Academy is strong enough to sweep through the Qualifying Tournament!"
Xiao Wu chimed in, "Yes, Aunt Ye, we're really amazing!"
Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and others also chimed in.
Ye Mengyao smiled and led Lin Xuan and the others back to the academy.
However, just as Lin Xuan and the others left, in the shadows of the Great Soul Arena, an old man dressed in a gray-black robe was looking in the direction Lin Xuan and the others had left.
This person was none other than the team leader from Canghui Academy, a level 72 Remnant Dream Soul Saint, Shi Nian.
Shi Nian stared in the direction the Blue Tyrant Team had left, his mind racing with calculations.
Canghui Academy's goal this time is very clear: to break into the top five in the competition and secure a spot in the Promotion Tournament.
But the Blue Tyrant Team's fighting power was terrifying.
All six Soul Ancestor Soul Ring Configuration that are above their level.
Even more troublesome are the papers in Lin Xuan's hands, whose functions are unpredictable and can also buff the entire team with various powerful status effects.
If Canghui Academy encounters the Blue Tyrant Team in later rounds, they have no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation.
Shi Nian let out two dry, low laughs.
"Soul Ancestor with Ten-Thousand-Year Fourth Ring."
Even geniuses need to grow and mature!
He withdrew his withered hand, a distorted halo faintly appearing in his palm.
The Remnant Dream Martial Soul excels at mind control and silent killing.
If they can find an opportunity to kill Lin Xuan out of the city without anyone noticing, the threat posed by the Blue Tyrant Team will be greatly reduced.
Shi Nian adjusted the hood of his black robe, obscuring his entire face in shadow.
"The Qualifying Tournament are long, there will be times when you're all alone."
"I'll wait patiently."
He turned and disappeared into the shadows deep in the corridor.
Meanwhile, Lin Xuan and the others returned to the Blue Tyrant Academy.
In the courtyard Back Hill, a large bowl of stewed meat and steaming hot dishes were already laid out on the stone table.
Flender sat on a stone bench, a heavy money bag at his feet, happily counting his Gold Soul Coin.
It was the bet that won.
Liu Erlong brought out a large bowl of meat soup from the kitchen and placed it in the center of the table.
"Alright, Big Brother Fu, haven't you finished counting your few Gold Soul Coin yet?"
"The kids are all hungry after the game, let's quickly make room for them to have a hot meal."
Flender quickly tied the money bag tightly and stuffed it into his pocket.
"What do you mean by 'a few copper coins'? This is today's prize money from the Battle Arena, plus the legitimate income from winning bets!"
"More than seven hundred Gold Soul Coin!"
Ning Rongrong walked over and glanced at it.
"Dean Flender, you're so happy about only seven hundred gold coins? When you return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, I'll give you a whole box."
Flender coughed, rubbing his nose.
"Young lady, you come from a wealthy and powerful family; how could you possibly understand the difficulties we commoners face in running a school?"
Xiao Wu had already pulled Lin Xuan to sit down at the table.
"Lin Xuan, eat up! Teacher Erlong's stew is so delicious!"