The Finals Are Over! Your Name Is-?

Under the Hell White Tiger's repeated charges, a Blue Silver Wood Rashomon shattered, sending wood chips flying like snow.

Tang Qi narrowed his eyes and advanced instead of retreating.

In an instant, countless strands of Blue Silver Wood surged from the ground, wrapping layer upon layer around the Hell White Tiger's massive body until it was almost a wooden cocoon.

The Hell White Tiger roared at the sky. Savage power erupted from it, instantly shredding the Blue Silver Wood wrapped around its body.

Splinters sprayed everywhere, and the students in the stands instinctively raised their hands to shield their faces.

"Mu Jin, I'm afraid Tang Qi's efforts are all for nothing this time." Zhou Yi tilted her head up slightly, a smile of certain victory playing on her lips.

For the championship, it had all been worth it.

She hadn't gone to the trouble of placing that unusual support Soul Master on Dai Huabin's team for nothing. This was the moment she had been waiting for.

"Is that all you've got?"

Tang Qi lowered his gaze to the increasingly frenzied Hell White Tiger. Amusement flickered in his eyes.

The next moment, dense layers of Blue Silver Wood wrapped around it again.

A distinctly human disdain flashed through the Hell White Tiger's eyes.

The same trick again?

Just give me a few breaths—

"Third Soul Skill: Blue Silver—Wooden Burial Eternal Bind."

As Tang Qi's indifferent voice fell, the hearts of Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu, still in their Berserk state, suddenly lurched.

Pitch-black patterns abruptly spread across the endless Blue Silver Wood.

The patterns writhed like living things. In the blink of an eye, they covered the Hell White Tiger from head to toe.

The next moment, a glimmer of clarity suddenly returned to Dai Huabin.

He could clearly feel the