These were only the changes in formation both sides made at the outset. Immediately afterward, Chen Ping took out the little trinkets he had kept in his Storage Soul Tool all this time.
It was an entire string of Milk Bottles, like a damn necklace. Each was only thumb-sized, and Chen Ping had strung them together and hung them around his neck. At a glance, there were more than ten!
The total Soul Power contained in this string of Level Four Milk Bottles was terrifying, possibly even greater than all the Soul Power in a Soul Emperor's body.
Fuck!
Ma Rulong's expression changed at once. He remembered.
When fighting Ye Wuqing, this fellow Chen Ping had completely ignored the restrictions on using Milk Bottles.
He had fought and talked while drawing Soul Power out of a Milk Bottle and pouring it into his body.
How could this fellow bypass the restrictions on Milk Bottles?
And what the hell was he planning to do, stringing so many Milk Bottles together to use at once?
Though utterly bewildered, the Sun Moon Team held nothing back. Countless balls of light, condensed from Soul Power and released through Soul Tools, burst from the Sun Moon Team members behind Lin Xi in an instant, like a peacock spreading its tail.
The balls of light first scattered swiftly to either side and into the air, then swept toward Shrek Academy at astonishing speed with piercing shrieks.
As the balls of light flew through the air, they actually continued accelerating and converging. Judging by their trajectories, every single one would strike Shrek Academy's seven members without any going to waste.
In the previous match, Di'ao Academy had effectively been smothered to death by the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy in precisely this way.
Under this all-directional