The wolf shadows summoned by Blood Wolf's soul skill were blasted apart by the ultimate lightning automatically radiating from Chen Tianyuan's body the instant they came within three meters of him.
At the sight, Blood Wolf's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly abandoned his attack and retreated.
In the preparation area, the Zhengtian Academy team members looked increasingly grim. This man had to be the Chen Tianyuan they had seen that day.
Yu Mengdi had lost all her pre-match arrogance. Her brows were tightly knitted, as though she had swallowed a bitter melon.
The gulf between a Soul Ancestor and a Soul Emperor was simply too vast. Even their captain, Ye Wuqing, could not have won two consecutive matches so quickly, and the third would probably end any moment now.
Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, Chen Tianyuan lunged forward and appeared right in front of Blood Wolf.
His sharp dragon claws stopped ten centimeters from Blood Wolf's throat. Blood Wolf stood rooted to the spot, not daring to move. Ultimate lightning flickered over those claws. If that strike actually landed, he would be crippled, if not killed.
The referee hurriedly stopped the match and announced loudly, "Shrek Academy wins the third match."
Chen Tianyuan withdrew his dragon claws and waved to the spectators, instantly drawing a burst of cheers.
Blood Wolf came to his senses, cupped his hands toward Chen Tianyuan, then left the Soul Fighting Arena.
Watching Chen Tianyuan win three consecutive matches, everyone from Shrek was thrilled. They were all Soul Ancestors, but if they had been in his place, winning three matches in such a short time would have been virtually impossible. Besides, the oppressive pressure Chen Tianyuan exerted was overwhelming.
Bei Bei's right hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, and envy stirred in his