Watch That Look on Your Face!

"Nicely done!"

"The Imperial Fighting Team's two green-haired cuckolds have been eliminated!"

"Keep fighting like that! Show the Imperial Fighting Team how strong our Elephant Armor Team is!"

"..."

Seeing the terrifying strength Wei Fan displayed, the spectators were practically climaxing.

While the Imperial Fighting Team was still dumbstruck over losing two teammates, Wei Fan pushed off hard and shot toward them like a meteor chasing the moon.

"Everyone, attack together!"

Before the match, Yu Tianheng had wanted to pit himself against Wei Fan, but the miserable state of his two defense-type Soul Masters instantly put that idea out of his head.

This bastard wasn't human!

Instantly taking out two defense-type Soul Masters-was that something a fucking Soul Elder could do?

One on one?

How the fuck was he supposed to fight him, with his head?

Their only option was to attack together. Otherwise, they would simply be picked off one by one without the slightest chance.

"Li, are we going in or not?"

Seeing how terrifying Wei Fan was, they realized they had underestimated his strength yet again.

Judging by the situation in the arena, this Soul Fighting match really didn't seem to need them.

"Of course we are!"

"Consider it a little exercise to help digest our food!"

Huyan Li charged ahead of the others. That bastard Yu Tianheng had beaten them so badly last time; they were definitely getting their revenge now.

As Wei Fan charged forward, water swirled in his palm. He turned his wrist, shooting five deep-blue beams from his fingertips.

When the five beams reached the Imperial Fighting Team, they suddenly flashed and swelled into five bubbles shimmering with halos of light.

"Third Soul Skill, Surging Wind and Clouds!"

"First Soul Skill, Thunderous Might!"

"Third Soul Skill, Jade Phosphor Purple Poison!"

"Second Soul Skill, Lightning Transformation!"

"..."

Aside from Ye Lingling, the support-type Soul Master who had already been restrained, everyone released their martial souls to counter the Sleep Bubbles that had suddenly appeared.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Four explosions rang out in succession. Once all the bubbles before them had burst, they discovered that Wei Fan had vanished.

Shit!

The instant Wei Fan disappeared from view, Yu Tianheng sensed something was wrong.

He spun around as fast as lightning and looked toward Ye Lingling, only to find Wei Fan's cannon pressed against her face.

Oh no!

Yu Tianheng instinctively tried to rush back to help, but it was already too late.

Wei Fan lowered the muzzle and fired straight at Ye Lingling's chest.

Boom!

The violent impact shattered the icy shell covering Ye Lingling, sending great sheets of water exploding across her front.

After taking a shot from Wei Fan's cannon, Ye Lingling was completely soaked.

"Yes, just like that!"

"Blast her hard!"

The Soul Fighting match had even gotten Huo Wu excited. She hadn't seen Wei Fan's cannon for a while, and it had actually become this powerful.

In the past, she might have dared to take a shot from Wei Fan, but now she wouldn't dare at all.

Beside her, Huo Wushuang stared in disbelief. Wei Fan's strength had shot skyward as though it were riding a firework rocket.

Wasn't it growing far too quickly?

Just now, Wei Fan had practically shoved his cannon into Ye Lingling's mouth.

Fortunately, he had shown mercy at the last moment. Otherwise, Ye Lingling would probably have been half-dead by now.

"Third Soul Skill, Heaven-Pouring River!"

A dazzling deep-blue light lit up between Wei Fan's brows, then flowed down over his entire body.

He snapped his fingers!

A blue ring roughly five meters across silently appeared beneath Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and the others. Wisps of white vapor rose from it, and an extreme cold instantly stabbed into their bone marrow, making them shudder.

"Get out of the way!"

Yu Tianheng shouted a warning.

Although he had no idea what the hell the ring was, he realized that standing inside it was draining his Soul Power at a terrifying rate.

Yu Tianheng scrambled out with an ungainly roll, but the other three were left dumbfounded.

The rising white vapor of extreme cold slowed them to a turtle's crawl. Even Yu Feng, who was hovering in midair, could no longer fly.

Boom!

An enormous ball of water fell from the sky and smashed directly into the five-meter-wide blue ring, throwing spray more than ten meters high.

Dugu Yan and the other two were slammed into the ground and knocked into a deep coma.

"Brothers, beat him up!"

Huyan Li pointed at Yu Tianheng and roared. If they didn't make themselves useful now, when would they?

They couldn't just coast through the entire match, could they?

"Mount Tai Crushing Down!"

"Meatball Impact!"

"Savage Charge!"

"..."

Six elephants swarmed Yu Tianheng, raining punches and kicks down on him.

"The Elephant Armor Team wins!"

As Huyan Li and the others threw Yu Tianheng off the Soul Fighting platform, the one-sided match came to a perfect close.

"They lost already?"

Qin Ming was utterly dumbstruck!

They'd fucking lost in the time it took to let out a fart?!

Wasn't that too fucking fast?

It had ended before he even saw anyone on the Imperial Fighting Team put up a fight.

Humiliating!

"Holy shit!"

"Wei Fan is way too monstrous!"

"He took out the whole Imperial Fighting Team by himself. The whole fucking thing was over in the time it took to take a piss."

"I thought the Imperial Fighting Team could last a few minutes, but they couldn't even fight back."

"We waited here for hours, and this match took less than a minute from start to finish."

"The Imperial Fighting Team is absolute trash!"

"It's not that the Imperial Fighting Team is trash. Wei Fan is just too strong!"

"He took on an entire team alone. I almost can't believe he's a Soul Elder."

"I'm a Soul Elder too. Why aren't I that strong?"

"He's terrifying!"

"..."

Even after the battle ended, the spectators remained dumbfounded.

They had all believed the Elephant Armor Team would win, but none had expected the victory to come so quickly.

It had ended before they could even register what was happening!

The most outrageous part was that the battle had practically been Wei Fan's solo exhibition. The Imperial Fighting Team hadn't been able to resist at all before he blasted them away one by one.

"Brother, impressive, right?"

"He's mine!"

With that, Huo Wu was already running toward Wei Fan.

"Watch that look on your face!"

Although Huo Wushuang said that, he couldn't help admiring Wei Fan's strength.

How had that monster done it?

Was he even human?

It was fucking baffling. They were all Soul Elders, so why was this guy so different from everyone else?

In a secluded corner of the stands, Qian Renxue sat stunned for a long time before slowly rising to her feet.

A Soul Elder couldn't possibly be this strong!

She hadn't been able to tell whether Wei Fan had twin martial souls, but he definitely had a secret!

He had piqued her interest!