"Qian Yuan actually got blasted away!" Lone Bamboo Sword exclaimed in shock.
He had thought Qian Yuan would hold out a little longer. Instead, he had been taken out the moment he stepped up, leaving the stage with astonishing speed.
The entire crowd erupted in an uproar. Atop the Imperial City walls, Xu Jiawei's eyes widened.
"How terrifying!"
"Just how many trump cards is Shrek still hiding?" In the Sun Moon Empire's VIP seats, Elder Ma took a puff from his Smoking Pipe.
To be honest, he had already given up hope for this Soul Fighting Tournament!
On the competition stage, the referee announced, "Wang Dong'er of Shrek Academy wins. Dou Ling Royal Academy, send up your next contestant."
The second contestant from Dou Ling Royal Academy was a beautiful young woman, Han Ling'er, a level 51 agility-attack Battle Soul King.
"Go! Don't clash with her head-on. Use your speed to keep her moving and drain as much of her soul power as possible!"
"Understood!" Han Ling'er nodded.
As an Agility-Attack Soul Master, she had few rivals in speed among those of her level.
After stepping onto the stage, Han Ling'er immediately summoned her martial soul. A pair of pure white wings unfurled behind her.
"A swan martial soul. It looks like it's undergone some sort of mutation!" Wang Yan studied the wings on Han Ling'er's back.
On the stage, Han Ling'er's fifth soul ring lit up. Instantly, her body split into four figures that darted chaotically through the air.
As she flew, Han Ling'er also took out a Soul Cannon and fired at Wang Dong'er.
But Wang Dong'er merely pointed casually, shattering the incoming ball of light.
Then she brought her hands together and condensed a sphere of light.
"Scatter!" The sphere burst apart instantly, becoming a dense cluster