Who Could Withstand a Blast Like That?

"Tonight's main event: the Elephant Armor Team versus the Imperial Fighting Team!"

"Let's welcome both teams to the arena!"

As the host's warm, engaging voice rang out, waves of cheering swept through the stands.

"Go, Wei Fan!"

"Go, Elephant Armor Team!"

"String the Imperial Fighting Team up and beat them!"

"Show them the Elephant Armor Team's true strength!"

"All troops, charge!"

"Crush them!"

"..."

The moment Wei Fan led the Elephant Armor Team out of the passage, the entire crowd started roaring.

Every last one of them was cheering them on!!!

"Captain, you still haven't told us the plan."

Huyan Li reminded him from beside him.

They were so stuffed they could barely walk, and they were already standing on the Soul Fighting stage without having made any pre-battle arrangements.

Their scalps prickled!

"Leave the fight to me. There's something more important I need you to do."

Facing the Imperial Fighting Team's seven members, Wei Fan showed no sign of concern.

"What is it?"

Huyan Li asked.

"Think about what we're going to eat after the match!"

Huyan Li: "..."

What the fuck!

It hadn't even been an hour since we finished eating.

And we're eating again?

Did he really think we were shit-producing machines?

The others' expressions changed dramatically when they heard Wei Fan's words. They even lost the desire to fight.

"Think about it. Once we win, shouldn't we hold a victory banquet?"

"And doesn't a victory banquet mean eating?"

Wei Fan swept his gaze over the other six as he spoke.

Huyan Li and the others didn't want to eat, but what choice did they have?

Right now, Wei Fan was in a good mood and letting them choose. If he ordered the food himself, that would be a different story.

Across from them, the Imperial Fighting Team's faces turned blue and purple with anger.

They were actually standing on the Soul Fighting stage, making idle conversation right in front of them. Did they not even consider them people?

"Both teams, get ready..."

"Begin!"

A dazzling burst of blue-violet light suddenly lit up between Yu Tianheng's brows, then spread down his entire body.

With a resounding dragon's roar, blue-violet lightning slithered over Yu Tianheng like snakes, and a dragon-shaped phantom slowly emerged behind him.

Yu Tianheng pushed off hard, shooting forward like an arrow.

As he charged, a purple light quietly shone beneath his feet, and his third soul ring instantly expanded.

"Third soul skill, Thunderous Fury!"

Blue-violet lightning raced wildly over Yu Tianheng's body, crackling as the arcs collided.

Boosted by this soul skill, Yu Tianheng entered a berserk state, all his attributes skyrocketing.

He knew Wei Fan was powerful, so he had no intention of holding back from the outset. He unleashed a hundred and twenty percent of his strength.

Splash~~

Azure water surged from Wei Fan's palm, then swirled around his body.

The instant he released his martial soul, the temperature across the Soul Fighting stage plummeted. A thin layer of ice crystals spread outward from him toward its edges.

Under these conditions, even Yu Tianheng's charge abruptly slowed somewhat.

Thud~

Their fists collided with a dull impact.

Yu Tianheng instantly felt a tremendous force course through his whole body. Then he was hurled backward uncontrollably for dozens of meters before stumbling to a halt.

"Hiss~"

Yu Tianheng shook his arm, his brows twisting into a knot from the intense pain.

This guy was too strong!

Wasn't his martial soul water?

Why was it so cold?

Their clash had lasted only an instant, yet he felt as though his entire right arm had frozen stiff. In this bitter cold, even the circulation of his soul power had slowed.

"Li... was Wei Fan's martial soul always like this?"

"No way!"

"How did his martial soul turn into this? It's fucking freezing!"

"Isn't his martial soul water? How is it colder than ice?"

"Was he behind that sudden drop in temperature at our academy that day?"

"No idea!"

"..."

Everyone on the Elephant Armor Team was completely fucking baffled.

Had Wei Fan's martial soul mutated?

Previously, his water had been at normal temperature. Now it was outrageously cold. Even defensive Diamond Mammoth Soul Masters like them could barely withstand the chill, let alone the Imperial Fighting Team across from them.

He hadn't even added a soul ring. Even if he had, it couldn't possibly have changed his martial soul this much.

This was fucking beyond absurd!

"Ye Lingling's been put to sleep!"

Yu Feng shouted from the rear of the Imperial Fighting Team.

His role on the team was to harass the enemy and protect their support-type Soul Master.

He had been watching Wei Fan and Yu Tianheng's clash, but when he turned around...

Ye Lingling had actually been hit by Wei Fan's Sleep Bubble!

He hadn't noticed the slightest sign of when Wei Fan had targeted her.

Hearing Wei Fan's warning, the others turned around, only to see Ye Lingling already rising slowly into the air inside the Sleep Bubble.

He had put Ye Lingling to sleep right under their noses, and none of them had noticed a thing.

How on earth had Wei Fan done it?

"Save Ye Lingling!"

Vice-captain Dugu Yan gave the order.

"First soul skill, Wing Blade!"

Yu Feng spread his wings and beat them fiercely. Two sharp blades condensed from soul power shot toward the bubble.

Just then, an icy blue light shone in Wei Fan's eyes. Under his remote control, the surface of the bubble enclosing Ye Lingling suddenly froze into ice.

Clang~~~

Both blades struck simultaneously, producing a clear, ringing sound.

The blades snapped on impact, while not even a hairline crack appeared in the frozen water prison.

The corners of Wei Fan's mouth lifted slightly. This was the effect of absorbing the octagonal mysterious ice grass: both his martial soul and his soul skills had undergone tremendous changes.

"Nice hit!"

"Wei Fan, give Ye Lingling a blast!"

In the stands, Huo Wu stood up to cheer him on.

"Second soul skill, Water Gathering Cannon!"

Azure water gushed from his palm. In the blink of an eye, a Hand Cannon roughly five feet long had appeared in Wei Fan's hands.

Aim, charge...

"Defend!"

Dugu Yan blurted it out almost instinctively.

She knew how important Ye Lingling was to their Imperial Fighting Team. In their previous match against Godwind Academy, it was only the Nine Heart Begonia's relentless healing that had allowed them to scrape out a victory.

If Wei Fan took Ye Lingling out first, the Imperial Fighting Team would practically have lost half the battle. As the team's commander, she absolutely could not allow that to happen.

At Dugu Yan's command, the two Black Tortoise Soul Masters leaped into the air almost simultaneously. All three soul rings on each of them lit up at once, and they took the green tortoise shells from their backs into their hands.

Under the effects of their soul rings, a green barrier shaped like a tortoise shell formed.

Boom~~~

Wei Fan fired!

Midflight, the watery cannonball abruptly dropped in temperature, freezing into a pointed, cone-shaped ice shell.

Rumble~~~

The shell blasted straight through the tortoise-shaped defensive barrier, then struck the two Black Tortoise Soul Masters without losing momentum.

A terrifying explosion erupted against the two Black Tortoise Soul Masters. Amid the deafening roar, their bodies slammed heavily onto the Soul Fighting stage.

"Hiss~"

Everyone on the Imperial Fighting Team was dumbfounded!

Was this guy even fucking human?

Only a few breaths had passed since the battle began, and two of their Soul Masters had already been eliminated?

Most absurd of all, those two were the Black Tortoise Soul Masters with the strongest defense on the Imperial Fighting Team.

It seemed the rumors really were true. Feng Xiaotian had indeed been blasted away by a single shot from Wei Fan!

Who the fuck could withstand a blast like that?!