Bing Jiu Battles Canghui Academy's Seven-Person Fusion Technique!

On the arena.

"Hello, everyone."

Bing Jiu responded to the crowd's applause.

Ning Rongrong, dressed in a princess gown, and Dugu Yan, dressed as a catgirl, emerged as well.

They exchanged a glance and snorted, each taking a place behind Bing Jiu and grabbing one of her arms as they bared their teeth at each other.

Bing Jiu smiled and frowned as she gave each of them a punch. The two winced in pain and finally separated, though they still found each other unpleasant and continued making faces at one another.

Then, the Canghui Academy students entered the arena.

But Bing Jiu clearly noticed that this group did not seem ready to fight at all. Even their gazes toward her were extremely evasive.

Could they be... feeling guilty?

Heh.

If she feared a mere fake Spirit Fusion Skill, then she did not deserve to be the Spirit Hall Saintess!

"Match! Begin!"

With the referee's command, this match, watched by tens of thousands, officially began!

Yet strangely, despite clearly holding the advantage in numbers, Canghui did not attack immediately. Instead, they gathered together in a formation of seven.

The leader gritted his teeth. "I'm sorry, Saintess. This is Teacher Shi Nian's order. We..."

"I'll give you one chance."

Bing Jiu laughed, and her eyes instantly turned an eerie blood-red.

"Give it everything you have. Otherwise, I'll personally pass judgment on you!"

"Jade Phosphorous Purple Poison! Enhancement!"

"Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda! First, strength; second, speed; third, soul! Go!"

The moment the match began, Dugu Yan and Ning Rongrong unleashed their enhancement-type soul skills. Each was more imposing than the other, neither willing to yield.

Feeling the Seven Treasures light radiating through her body, a trace of sorrow involuntarily appeared in Bing Jiu's eyes. But it lasted only an instant before being concealed by coldness.

This thing might be useful, but it was far too filthy!

At the same time, with the aid of seven special martial soul stones, every member of Canghui Academy erupted with unprecedented power.

Seven rays of light converged at one point, and a multicolored mist gradually covered the entire spirit fighting platform.

Seeing this, an expert below the stage cried out, "It's the Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique!"

"The Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique?"

Yu Xiaogang was also quite shocked. He lowered his head to look, then shook it. "This is a Seven-in-One Fusion Technique. Its power cannot compare to a true Spirit Fusion Skill at all."

"Is that so?" Tang San could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Thankfully, it was only a fusion technique. Bing Jiu would not be hurt.

Oscar turned to glance at him and grinned. "Third Brother, are you worried about Rongrong? No need to worry. Before the match, I already talked it over with her and gave her several big sausages."

"Ah? Haha, yes. Rongrong will be fine."

Tang San laughed awkwardly a few times, but he could not help recalling something.

Big sausages?

I think I just saw a whole bunch of them in the trash bin.

Heh, Oscar, that bootlicker. A mere food-system soul master dreaming of getting involved with the Young Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect—what wishful thinking. A toad lusting after swan meat.

As he thought this, Tang San smiled and patted Oscar on the shoulder, telling him not to worry.

Oscar did not know how hypocritical Tang San was. Thinking Tang San genuinely meant well, he gave an honest smile.

On the stage, the multicolored light barrier had already spread open.

Bing Jiu opened her eyes. With the aid of her blood pupils, she could easily see through the falsehood here. She could even wipe out all seven Canghui students in an instant if she wished.

But she still wanted to see the environment within.

Because so-called illusions often revealed the deepest nightmares in one's heart!

"Trash!"

A hand pressed heavily against her shoulder. Bing Jiu turned around, and Ning Fengzhi's large face was nearly pressed against hers.

His wet hand kept tapping her forehead. "You're nothing but a useless martial soul. Do you really think anyone can stay in my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect? Get back to where you belong!"

"Exactly." Ning Rongrong held the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda and walked forward with a smile.

"Big Sister, you're just a useless martial soul. Trash should stay where trash belongs. Do you really think that saying of Master's—that there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters—is true?"

"Hahaha, what a joke!"

More and more familiar figures surrounded Bing Jiu, endlessly hurling venomous curses.

"It is your honor to sacrifice yourself for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! What right do you have to be my daughter?"

"You will never change for your entire life! Admit defeat! You..."

Bing Jiu pointed at herself indifferently. "Me?"

The next moment.

Her dark crimson pupils suddenly contracted, like a congealed sea of blood igniting in an instant!

"The Ning Jiujiu of the past is dead. All that remains is Bing Jiu! And Bing Jiu is a new person, with no relation to any of you whatsoever!"

As soon as she spoke, the towering fury in her heart could no longer be suppressed. The Black Dragon Claw appeared in her hand, and Bing Jiu turned and tore through the space before her with a savage swipe!

With a thunderous boom!

The illusion collapsed. Those mocking whispers, those cruel faces, and the illusion surrounding her all vanished completely!

The world fell silent.

Bing Jiu wiped the blood from her red lips and turned to look behind her.

"B-Big Sister Bing Jiu?"

Ning Rongrong's face was filled with concern, standing in stark contrast to the cruel-faced Ning Rongrong in Bing Jiu's memories.

One was reality, the other an illusion, but were they truly not the same person?

If Bing Jiu were not the Spirit Hall Saintess now, but merely a useless older sister, would Ning Rongrong truly not become that person from the illusion?

Bing Jiu smiled and nodded at her.

"I'm fine."

It was a smile devoid of emotion, but Ning Rongrong clearly could not see the meaning behind it.

At the same time, the seven Canghui Academy students suffered backlash the instant the illusion shattered. They all spat blood and lost their ability to fight on the spot.

Bing Jiu showed no mercy either. With Ning Rongrong and Dugu Yan supporting her, she sent all seven of them flying out of the arena, one claw at a time.

She raised her head to look at the referee. "Shouldn't you announce the final result now?"

The referee had yet to recover from his shock. Trembling, he said, "Th-this... the Crown Princess wins!"

The entire venue instantly erupted in thunderous cheers.

"They really won! And the Saintess made it look so easy—I never expected that!"

"More than that! The Seven-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Technique would seriously injure even a seven-man team, yet the Saintess did not even get her dress dirty? Is that reasonable?"

"Reasonable."

Tang San nodded with an infatuated look on his face. "It's completely reasonable."

"Hmph! Brother, why are you only looking at her? I'm ignoring you!"

Xiao Wu sulkily clasped her hands behind her back. Seeing that Xiao Wu was truly angry, Tang San hurriedly coaxed her in a gentle voice.

"Xiao Wu, don't be angry. The Saintess said she would send us directly into the Spirit City finals. Isn't it normal for us to support her?"

"The Spirit City finals?" Flender's face was filled with shock.

"That's right, Dean. You never expected it, did you?"

Tang San proudly patted his chest. "The Saintess said that as long as we challenge her three days from now, she'll pretend to lose and let us advance directly! Isn't that great?"

"Advance directly? Wait, the Pan-continental Advanced Soul Master Competition has direct qualification like that?"

Flender did not know whether he should be happy or cry.

Although it was a good thing and would allow them to gain honor without lifting a finger, he could not shake the feeling that something was wrong.

Thinking this, he looked at Yu Xiaogang again. "Xiaogang, what do you think?"

"What do you think?"

Yu Xiaogang froze for a moment, pondered for a long while, then clapped his hands.

"The Saintess is taking such good care of us. How could she possibly harm us? We should just do as the Saintess says."

With that, he turned back to studying his theories.

Flender asked around again, but no one paid him any attention. They were either busy with their own matters or showing off their affection.

Flender let out a deep sigh.

He had once had absolute faith in the abilities of these little monsters, but now, relying on Bing Jiu's help, they acted as though nothing mattered and they alone reigned supreme over heaven and earth.

Could they really help him rebuild Shrek Academy?