"Boom!"
A cannon blast thundered.
Ma Xiaotao was hurled away like a torn burlap sack, then landed limply below the stage.
Ling Luochеn caught her in her arms. With a complicated expression, she silently glanced at Xu Cheng, who still stood calmly on the stage, then returned to Shrek's rest area without a word.
Jiang Peng closed his eyes, the scenes of the match flashing through his mind.
From start to finish, Xu Cheng had used nothing but soul tools-not even a single soul skill. With brand-new soul tool equipment, he had turned the match into a one-man show, casually strolling through it as he pinned Ma Xiaotao down and battered her, leaving her utterly unable to fight back.
The evil fire she took such pride in could not affect Xu Cheng in the slightest, even at its full strength.
That included his earlier use of ultimate ice to "suppress" Ma Xiaotao's evil fire.
They had thought that was a lucky accident, too.
But now, perhaps... Xu Cheng had done it deliberately all along.
Because not a single person here was his match.
The spectator stands fell silent.
It was not merely the collapse of Shrek's ten-thousand-year glory, but also the shock Xu Cheng had delivered to everyone.
The academy tournament essentially represented the finest prodigies on the entire continent. Countless newcomers emerged as dark horses, and it was also where countless academy geniuses "proved their worth."
Yet Xu Cheng was like an unfathomable Great Demon King, crushing every prodigy by an overwhelming margin.
"Being a genius is merely the threshold for standing before him..."
Someone sighed.
"Exactly. Even such a powerful Shrek prodigy lost to him so easily. What will things look like a few decades from now?"
"..."
Atop the city wall.
There was utter silence.
Xu Jiawei