World-Painting? How Do You Paint the World? The World-Painting Combination Is Formed

Night arrived as promised, and Lin Ye and the Shrek group followed Flender to the Soto Great Soul Arena.

"Please choose names for your teams."

After collecting the registration fees, the staff member asked everyone to register their teams.

"Let's call it the Three-Dance Combination," Tang San said directly.

"All right, the Three-Five Combination has been registered."

Seeing the "Dance" in their team name written as "Five," Xiao Wu was unhappy.

"That's the wrong character, isn't it? It's 'dance,' not 'five.'"

"Sorry, once registered, names cannot be changed." With that, the staff member turned to Lin Ye and Ning Rongrong.

"And you two, please choose a name for your team as well."

Ning Rongrong said nothing, simply looking at Lin Ye.

Seeing this, Lin Ye thought for a moment. His martial soul came to mind, and he said, "Let's call it the World-Painting Combination."

The staff member froze at Lin Ye's words.

World-painting? How do you paint the world?

That was quite an interesting team name.

"All right."

The staff member quickly engraved the team name on their badges.

"Xiao Wu, you're up for the first one-on-one match," Dai Mubai said just then.

"Huh? All right."

Xiao Wu let go of Tang San and turned to head toward the competition floor.

At that moment, a middle-aged man in a tailcoat stood at the center of the fighting stage and announced in a ringing voice, "Next, we will hold the first one-on-one match in our Fourteenth Soul Fighting Arena!"

"Please welcome both contestants!"

Under the spectators' expectant gazes, Xiao Wu's opponent, Qingbao, entered first, though few people cheered for him.

When Xiao Wu appeared, however, her adorable looks immediately caught the audience's attention.

"That little girl looks only twelve or thirteen, doesn't she? Is she already a Soul Grandmaster?"

Qingbao froze when he saw Xiao Wu, then said, "Little girl, have you come to the wrong place? This isn't somewhere you should be. Hurry home."

"Entering now are two Soul Grandmasters: Battle Soul Master Xiao Wu, whose beast martial soul is the Jade Rabbit, and..."

Every spectator was astonished by the announcer's introduction, but looking at Xiao Wu's petite frame, many ultimately chose to bet on Qingbao.

"Little sister, just step down. You're so delicate, it wouldn't be good if I accidentally hurt you," Qingbao said awkwardly.

"Why are you wasting so much breath? Hurry up and fight!"

What followed was just as it had happened in the original story: using her flexibility techniques to overcome hardness with softness, Xiao Wu won the match with ease.

Then Xiao Wu stepped down from the stage amid waves of cheers from the stands.

The next match was between Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San. As expected, Zhu Zhuqing ultimately lost to Tang San.

After returning from her defeat, Zhu Zhuqing became even quieter. Soon, the two-on-two matches began, and Lin Ye and Ning Rongrong's World-Painting Combination faced their first battle of the day.

"The fifth two-on-two match: the Iron-Bone Combination versus the World-Painting Combination!"

The Iron-Bone Combination?!

Every spectator was shocked to hear the announcer name the next matchup.

That was a team of two Soul Ancestors with fifteen consecutive wins at the Soto Soul Fighting Arena, wielding two terrifying power attack martial souls: Explosive Iron Sand and the Bone-Splitting Heavy Mace.

What was this World-Painting Combination?

Nobody recognized the name.

Thus, before the contestants had even entered, many spectators unhesitatingly placed their bets on the Iron-Bone Combination.

Meanwhile, the Shrek group sat in silence in the stands.

"Wait, are Lin Ye and Ning Rongrong really going to challenge a Soul Ancestor team?" Ma Hongjun was the first to speak.

"Fatty, didn't Lin Ye fight Teacher Zhao during the entrance exam? Have you forgotten?" Dai Mubai said.

Ma Hongjun was puzzled. "But he only burned off Teacher Zhao's hair. He didn't actually hurt Teacher Zhao, did he?"

"You haven't seen him fight, so of course you wouldn't know. Just watch. I don't think he'll lose."

As Dai Mubai spoke, he stole a glance at Zhu Zhuqing. Her gaze was fixed on the competition floor, as though she were anticipating something.

"Tch..." Seeing her like that, Dai Mubai felt a surge of resentment rise in his chest.

Ever since Lin Ye arrived, Zhu Zhuqing had not spared Dai Mubai so much as a glance, yet her eyes kept straying toward Lin Ye.

But Lin Ye was too strong. However resentful Dai Mubai felt, he could only bottle it up inside.

With the match about to begin, both teams entered.

The Iron-Bone Combination entered first. Both were rank forty-two Power Attack System Battle Soul Masters. One was named Xiong Lie, whose martial soul was explosive iron sand; the other was Tu Gang, whose martial soul was the Bone-Splitting Heavy Mace.

Xiong Lie had a powerful build and stood a full two meters tall. Tu Gang was short and thin, with a black eyepatch covering one eye.

Lin Ye froze at the sight of them.

"Whoa, why do they give off such a Fat and Thin Ascetic vibe?"

As the Iron-Bone Combination entered, cheers rang endlessly through the stands, with everyone chanting in unison, "Iron-Bone will win!"

When Lin Ye and Ning Rongrong entered, the spectators were astonished by their looks, but did not cheer aloud.

The unfamiliar World-Painting Combination stood in stark contrast to the Iron-Bone Combination's winning streak. Any normal person would believe that the Iron-Bone Combination would claim the final victory.

"Heh, you two little kids certainly have some nerve, daring to challenge our Iron-Bone Combination." Tu Gang looked at Lin Ye and Ning Rongrong mockingly.

Lin Ye smiled faintly and said calmly, "Since I chose a Soul Ancestor match, naturally, I'm not afraid. Whatever you're capable of, go ahead and use it all."

"Heh, what an arrogant young man. Then we'll let you and that little girl beside you taste what it feels like to have your bodies pulverized and your bones shattered!"

"The match is about to begin. Both sides, reveal your martial souls!"

At the announcer's command, the match began. Tu Gang and Xiong Lie revealed their martial souls first, both sporting the optimal soul ring arrangement of yellow, yellow, purple, purple.

Lin Ye held out his hand, and a sheet of white paper slowly appeared.

"A White Paper Martial Soul? Isn't that a trash martial soul?"

"Holy crap, a White Paper Martial Soul! You've got to be kidding. He actually dares to challenge the Iron-Bone Combination with a martial soul like that?"

"..."

The appearance of the White Paper Martial Soul sparked heated discussion in the stands, but what happened next left everyone reeling.

Immediately after Lin Ye revealed his White Paper martial soul, three soul rings—yellow, purple, and purple—appeared in succession. That unusual arrangement drew cries of astonishment from every spectator.

"His second ring is a th-thousand-year ring?"

"Th-this is impossible!"

Even the announcer could not help exclaiming in amazement, "Oh, heavens! His second ring is already a thousand-year ring! This is a soul ring configuration we've truly never seen before!"

Among the Shrek Academy group in the stands, Ma Hongjun stared at Lin Ye on the stage, his jaw dropping.

"Th-this..."

"Unbelievable, isn't it? But it's the truth. And what if I told you his second soul ring is three thousand years old?" Dai Mubai said.

"Th-three thousand years!" Ma Hongjun's eyes immediately widened.

That was far too outrageous.

Unlike the two of them, Tang San was staring intently at Lin Ye's soul rings.

Although he had already seen them once, seeing them again still shook him to the core.

Could Teacher's theory be wrong?