Gu Ruiqiu and Wang Dong'er stood there.
Everyone's eyes were drawn to their breathtaking figures.
Everyone wore the same white freshman uniform, but Gu Ruiqiu and Wang Dong'er looked distinctly different in theirs.
In their white freshman uniforms, they were each on the level of ten Jiang Nannans.
One had a formidable bearing. Simply standing there, she exuded a commanding air and the poise of an expert, like a female CEO in the workplace.
The other possessed three qualities: gentleness, cool detachment, and aloofness. Even getting a little closer to her was enough to feel a sense of danger rise in one's heart.
Gu Ruiqiu said, "Freshman Class One, Gu Ruiqiu, level thirty-five Power Attack System Battle Soul Master."
Wang Dong'er said, "Freshman Class One, Wang Dong'er, level twenty-five Power Attack System Battle Soul Master."
Xiao Xiao said, "Freshman Class One, Xiao Xiao, level twenty-two Control System Battle Soul Master."
Next came Ning Tian's trio.
Wu Feng said, "Freshman Class Nine, Wu Feng, level twenty-five Power Attack System Battle Soul Master."
Nanmen Yun'er said, "Freshman Class Nine, Nanmen Yun'er, level twenty-four Agility Attack System Battle Soul Master."
Ning Tian said, "Freshman Class Nine, Ning Tian, level thirty-one Auxiliary System Tool Soul Elder."
Wang Dong'er gave Wu Feng a long look.
She didn't have the slightest fondness for this Wu Feng.
Wu Feng had constantly been targeting Huo Yuhao at every turn.
Wang Dong'er looked at Gu Ruiqiu, then at Xiao Xiao, and the three nodded to one another in unspoken understanding.
Just then, the proctor shouted, "The match begins!"
"Stick to the original plan!"
Wang Dong'er shouted, pushing off with the tip of her foot and darting forward as her dazzling blue-and-gold wings suddenly unfurled.
The next moment, two different dragon roars rang out across the open ground.
Two different Soul Power fluctuations erupted simultaneously from Gu Ruiqiu and Wu Feng.
Both were dragons, but even dragon Martial Souls differed.
A faint red glow rippled over Wu Feng. Fine dragon scales spread down her neck, over her shoulder, and along her entire left arm and hand.
But the flames on Wu Feng had only just ignited when a deeper dragon roar suppressed them.
Golden light blazed from Gu Ruiqiu as layers of golden dragon scales appeared on her body. They covered her from head to toe, each scale radiating power.
The Golden Dragon's roar suppressed Wu Feng's Red Dragon Martial Soul.
Wu Feng didn't even dare breathe. The pressure on her bloodline was unbearable.
At the same time, Ning Tian, standing at a distance, made her move. She held out her right hand and called softly, "Seven treasures spin forth, and glazed tile appears."
She spun once on the spot, releasing a dazzling seven-colored light from her hand. The light took the form of a seven-colored treasure pagoda over a foot tall.
"The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda..." Yan Shaozhe shook his head with some regret.
"Seven Treasures Have Names..."
"Wait, Ning Tian, quick...!"
Nanmen Yun'er noticed Wang Dong'er attempting to cut down Ning Tian at lightning speed. Just as she was about to step forward, a voice called out to her.
Xiao Xiao said, "I won't let you have your way. First Soul Skill, Cauldron's Tremor."
The first yellow Hundred-Year Soul Ring beneath her feet lit up.
Three great cauldrons instantly closed in on Nanmen Yun'er. The moment they landed, a deafening boom erupted, and a powerful shock wave engulfed her, briefly stunning her.
Ning Tian was about to unleash "Second: Release" to free Wu Feng from the dragon's might when Nanmen Yun'er's scream brought her to her senses.
But it was too late. Wang Dong'er was so fast that she had already circled past Nanmen Yun'er and charged right up to Ning Tian.
Ning Tian stared wide-eyed at the dazzling figure before her.
Purple light suddenly flickered in her eyes.
Then, only a single phrase could be heard.
"Second Soul Skill, Light of the Butterfly God!"
"Ning Tian, look out!"
Wu Feng was frantic, utterly frantic. She couldn't just stand by and watch Ning Tian be forced out of the match.
But all that awaited her was the invisible suppression.
Ning Tian felt only a warmth wash over her. Without even taking any defensive measures, she was sent flying hard by Wang Dong'er's Light of the Butterfly God at point-blank range.
Seeing Wu Feng's angry expression at Ning Tian's injury, Gu Ruiqiu toyed with her hair and said playfully, "Want to go save her, little sister~?"
Wu Feng shouted through gritted teeth, "You bastard!"
She could only watch helplessly as Wang Dong'er struck Ning Tian at close range, with no means of fighting back.
Boom!
Wang Dong'er sent Ning Tian flying out of the arena with a punch.
"Yay, yay! Now that we've taken care of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master, the rest will be easy."
Seeing how easily Wang Dong'er had knocked Ning Tian out of the arena, Xiao Xiao bounced up and down in delight.
The three of them worked together very simply.
Xiao Xiao was mainly responsible for controlling the field, using the Three-Life Soul-Suppressing Cauldron's advantages to separate their three opponents.
Gu Ruiqiu used the Golden Dragon's might to suppress Soul Masters with Beast Martial Souls.
Wang Dong'er used the Light Goddess Butterfly's speed advantage to quickly knock the enemy's main combatants away.
It was simply perfect!
At the thought of their taking the freshman assessment championship without a scratch, Xiao Xiao's little face lit up with a sweet smile.
"Third Soul Skill, Golden Dragon Fist."
The third, purple Soul Ring beneath Gu Ruiqiu's feet burst with purple light.
A golden dragon head appeared over her right fist.
Gu Ruiqiu looked fiercely at Wu Feng and Nanmen Yun'er and said, "Time to end this!"
She advanced and punched.
The instant she threw her punch, a clear dragon roar rang out from her right fist.
Under that overwhelming dragon might, Wu Feng was sent flying with one punch, followed by Nanmen Yun'er.
In the stands.
Zhou Yi looked smugly at the furious Mu Jin.
It was just as expected.
The Golden Dragon Martial Soul truly deserved its title as the ancestor of power.
When it came to strength, no one could compare to her.
Du Weilun and Yan Shaozhe stared in shock at Wang Dong'er, Xiao Xiao, and Gu Ruiqiu.
Was this really the final?
It had ended far too quickly.
"The Golden Dragon, the ancestor of power, has actually appeared at Shrek!" Yan Shaozhe took a deep breath. "And there's the Light Goddess Butterfly and the Twin Martial Souls."
He had paid particular attention to the records of Gu Ruiqiu and her two teammates before coming.
The shock of seeing the names of their Martial Souls had been nothing compared to witnessing them in person.
Even he, a Super Douluo, could faintly feel the pressure of the ancestor of power.
It was pressure that struck directly at the bloodline.
This year's freshmen were truly extraordinary.
It was just a pity that Dai Huabin had withdrawn.
Otherwise, their team for next year's Soul Master Tournament would have been even more impressive.
(Several words about the announcement of the core disciples after the freshman assessment are omitted here.)
Shrek City.
Inside a restaurant, Wang Dong'er, Gu Ruiqiu, and Xiao Xiao were having a meal together after the freshman assessment.
"So, is this Huo Yuhao you keep talking about really that good?"
"I often hear his name from the two of you."