The sparring grounds of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
When the group arrived, they witnessed an unexpected scene: Yu Tianheng was fighting the Shi Brothers, Thunderclap clashing against tortoise shells, producing muffled sounds.
The three were clearly sparring and honing their Soul Skill.
However, when Yu Tianheng caught a glimpse of the crowd approaching from the entrance, the Thunderclap gathering in his palm suddenly froze.
"Uncle?"
Yu Tianheng stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the crowd, his eyes filled with astonishment.
Yu Xiaogang stood in front of the Shrek Academy students, his expression complicated. He hadn't expected to meet his nephew here.
Yu Tianheng opened his mouth, instinctively wanting to step forward and greet him.
But Meng Shenji had already stepped forward and raised his hand to block him.
" Tian Heng, stop for now," Meng Shenji said calmly. "The venue is for another purpose today."
Yu Tianheng's gaze lingered on Yu Xiaogang for a moment before he finally nodded and retreated to the edge of the field with the Shi Brothers.
After the three of them stood still, Yu Tianheng couldn't help but look towards the Shrek Academy.
Meng Shenji walked to the center of the arena. "Since both sides have agreed to spar, then I will serve as the referee."
"The rules have already been agreed upon: Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun will team up to fight Lin Mo. The time limit is three minutes."
"If the two can hold out for three minutes, Shrek Academy will decide whether they stay or leave."
"Conversely, if either of them collapses to the ground within three minutes or voluntarily concedes defeat, then Lin Mo will be considered the winner. Shrek Academy will immediately leave Heaven Dou Royal Academy without further objection."
Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun stood side by side, both with anger in their eyes.
But at that moment, Lin Mo suddenly turned to Tang San, who was standing among the Shrek Academy students, and beckoned to him.
" Tang San, do you want to come along too?"
"If you join, it will still be me fighting three against one; Charizard won't be involved."
The arena fell silent instantly, and all eyes were fixed on Tang San.
Tang San was silent for a moment, then slowly shook his head. "No need."
He knew better than anyone that without revealing his Eight Spider Lances Soul Bone and his Second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, he was no match for Lin Mo.
Since that's the case, there's no need to go up there and humiliate yourself.
Moreover, once the Eight Spider Lances are exposed, he will become the target of everyone's criticism in place of Lin Mo.
Moreover, his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was naturally countered by Lin Mo's flames.
Even though his Soul Power has now reached level thirty-eight, his Blue Silver Grass is still no different from ordinary plants in front of Lin Mo's flames.
Although he felt resentful, he did not act impulsively.
The Grandmaster and his father have both spoken with him.
Tang Hao even told him personally that his Twin Martial Souls were his greatest asset.
Blue Silver Grass is just a transition; once his cultivation reaches a certain level, he can begin cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer.
The number one Tool Martial Soul in the world, the Clear Sky Hammer.
Having mastered the Clear Sky Hammer, he was confident that he would never be weaker than anyone else, including Lin Mo, who had already reached the Soul King realm at the age of twelve.
Tang San regained his composure, glanced at Lin Mo, nodded slightly, and said no more.
Seeing this, Lin Mo shook his head with a hint of regret.
He genuinely doesn't mind Tang San joining him.
Faced with the flames of the Charizard, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was no different from roadside weeds, even if the opponent was a level 38 Soul Elder.
But since Tang San refused, then so be it.
Seeing that neither side had any further objections, Meng Shenji raised his hand and waved, "The sparring begins!"
The moment he finished speaking, Dai Mubai's White Tiger Martial Soul instantly possessed him, and three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—rose from beneath his feet.
" White Tiger, possess me!"
Dai Mubai gave a low shout, and his First Soul Ring and Third Soul Ring lit up simultaneously.
" White Tiger Protection Barrier! White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
He exerted force with both legs, and his figure transformed into a white light, rushing straight towards Lin Mo.
Almost simultaneously, Ma Hongjun also moved, his Second Soul Ring shining brightly, his body engulfed in blazing flames.
" Bathing Fire Phoenix!"
Ma Hongjun pushed off with both feet, retreating backward as he Spit Up several more streams of fire, attempting to block Lin Mo's movement.
The two were one near and one far.
On the sidelines, a glint of anticipation flashed in Flender's eyes.
Mubai is, after all, Soul Elder of level 30 or higher, and Hongjun's cultivation is only one step away from becoming Soul Elder. With the two of them working together, it shouldn't be difficult for them to last for three minutes.
However, his expression froze the next moment.
Faced with Dai Mubai's Body Press and Ma Hongjun's fire line blockade, Lin Mo stood still, without even moving a step.
He simply raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and a wisp of blazing white flame quietly ignited on the surface of his fist.
Blood flow in the body accelerates, and the heartbeat becomes steady and powerful.
Blood Burst Tier 1 - Boiling Blood: Briefly enhances bodily functions.
Lin Mo moved, throwing a punch that slammed heavily into Dai Mubai's chest as he charged towards him.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, Dai Mubai's forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, and he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily to the ground several meters away, kicking up a cloud of dust.
In the air, Ma Hongjun hurriedly flapped his fiery Dual Wingbeat, trying to create distance.
But it was too late.
Lin Mo flashed to Dai Mubai's side, grabbed one of Dai Mubai's ankles, and then swung it forcefully.
Dai Mubai's body, weighing over a hundred pounds, was like a toy in Lin Mo's hands. After being swung around like a windmill a few times, Lin Mo loosened his grip and slammed it down on Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun was terrified and tried to dodge. Although he managed to avoid some of the collisions, he was still hit squarely by Dai Mubai.
"Ah!"
The two screamed and fell heavily to the ground, rolling around in a heap.
Lin Mo stepped forward, unhurriedly.
Dai Mubai struggled to get up, but then felt a sharp pain in his chest and choked on a mouthful of blood. Ma Hongjun fared even worse; his fiery Dual Wingbeat dissipated, and he was thrown around, completely disoriented.
Lin Mo walked up to the two of them and squatted down.
He raised his fist, and the blazing white flames reignited.
Then, one punch, two punches, three punches—
Although not aimed at vital points, each punch landed Sturdy on the two men, and Growl filled the air.
In the eyes of other spectators, Lin Mo only did two things from beginning to end: first, he killed Dai Mubai in one blow, and then he used Dai Mubai to Smack Down Ma Hongjun.
What remains is one-sided humiliation.
It can only be said that neither of them lost unjustly; it was a one-sided crushing defeat.
Two minutes and fifty seconds.
Dai Mubai's vision went black, and he finally couldn't hold on any longer and fainted.
Beside him, Ma Hongjun was already bruised and swollen. The last thing he saw was Lin Mo's fist looming large in front of him before he lost consciousness.
Lin Mo stood up, shook the blood off his hands, and the blazing white flames on his fist slowly died down.
His breathing remained perfectly steady, as if the previous sparring match hadn't even been a warm-up for him.
Meng Shenji glanced at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who had already fallen into a coma, and said, "Time's up. Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun have lost consciousness. Lin Mo wins."
His voice fell silent.
The Shrek Academy students were ashen-faced, and Flender was so angry that he was trembling all over, but because Dugu Bo, a Titled Douluo, was present, he didn't dare to lash out at all.
This isn't slapping Ma Hongjun in the face, it's slapping his butt!
Yu Xiaogang, who was standing to the side, couldn't bear to watch any longer and closed his eyes.
Dugu Bo clapped his hands and laughed, his voice full of delight. "Well done! Kid, that was a powerful punch!"
Lin Mo turned and walked back to the sidelines. Ye Lingling very naturally took Lin Mo's hand and carefully wiped the dust and bloodstains off his hand with a handkerchief.
Lin Mo glanced at Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun, who were lying unconscious on the ground, but felt little emotion.
Frying fish is so much fun!
As for whether the fish are happy or not?
Only the fish would know.