The Finals Begin

The next day, the finals officially began.

Since Wang Feng had drawn a bye, he could only watch.

The draw had paired Qian Renxue against Tang San and Hu Liena against Dai Mubai. Wang Feng sneered at the result. Clearly, it had been arranged deliberately.

They knew perfectly well that if he faced either of the two women later, they would both concede without hesitation, leaving his strength unrevealed.

Moreover, Tang San's two Auxiliary System Soul Masters, Ning Rongrong and Oscar, had not been grouped with the other two Auxiliary System Soul Masters this time. Instead, the four had been separated, clearly so they could be eliminated in the first round.

The finals began. Qian Renxue and Tang San were on arena one, while Hu Liena and Dai Mubai were on arena two. Both fights were already underway.

At first, neither Qian Renxue nor Tang San used their Martial Souls or Soul Skills, relying solely on their physical strength.

Their fight sent the entire arena into an uproar, for the strength they displayed was almost evenly matched.

But Wang Feng, watching from below, knew that Tang San was stronger than Qian Renxue.

Even so, there was no way Tang San could defeat Qian Renxue easily.

Before long, both released their Martial Souls. Tang San's was still Blue Silver Grass, nothing much to look at.

But Qian Renxue's Martial Soul was the Six-Winged Angel. The moment it appeared, she became the most dazzling presence in the entire arena. Bathed in divine light, the arena seemed like a dream, and her stunning Martial Soul looked sacred and inviolable.

For an instant, even Wang Feng was a little dazed. He had seen Qian Renxue's Martial Soul before, yet it felt as though he were seeing it for the first time.

"First Soul Skill, Entanglement!"

Tang San shouted, and Blue Silver Grass rapidly spread out, reaching Qian Renxue in the blink of an eye. Before she could dodge, it had already wound around her.

"Break!"

Qian Renxue gave a cold shout. The Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul behind her vanished, but the pair of wings on her back jerked violently, snapping the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around her.

She then unleashed a fierce attack, forcing Tang San onto the defensive.

Unfortunately, Qian Renxue remained slower than Tang San. Otherwise, she might already have won.

Meanwhile, the fight between Hu Liena and Dai Mubai had also reached its final stage.

"Second Soul Skill, Fox Charm."

Hu Liena suddenly unleashed her Second Soul Skill, hoping to charm Dai Mubai and end the match outright.

But Dai Mubai reacted in that brief instant, closing his eyes and avoiding Hu Liena's Soul Skill attack.

Immediately afterward, Dai Mubai activated his Second Soul Skill with his eyes closed.

"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"

Dai Mubai opened his mouth and spat out a ball of milky white light, sending it hurtling toward Hu Liena. The arena was too small, making a Soul Skill released at this distance very difficult to dodge.

Hu Liena had not expected Dai Mubai to react like that in such a short time. The White Tiger Fierce Light Wave struck her squarely and sent her off the arena, ending the match.

"Arena two, Dai Mubai wins!" the referee announced. The first victory of the first round had been decided.

Meanwhile, on arena one, Qian Renxue and Tang San's match had reached a stalemate. Relying on his uncanny movement technique, Tang San deftly dodged every attack Qian Renxue made.

Suddenly, Tang San closed in on Qian Renxue and used his Second Soul Skill, Parasite.

Vines suddenly burst out of Qian Renxue's body, leaving her unable to move in an instant.

Tang San struck with a perfectly timed palm, knocking Qian Renxue straight off the arena.

"Arena one, Tang San wins."

"Heavens! Why didn't the goddess win?"

"Tang San really doesn't know how to cherish a beauty! Our goddess actually lost."

Many of the male students watching the fight began to complain, all speaking up for Qian Renxue.

Wang Feng looked at the purple spots on Qian Renxue's body and frowned slightly before walking toward her.

Hu Liena was also coming over. The two reached Qian Renxue, and just then, Tang San happened to walk over as well.

Tang San glanced at Wang Feng, then looked at Qian Renxue and said, "The poison in your body won't cause you internal injuries, but it still needs to be removed as soon as possible. If you need me to, I can..."

"No need. It's only a little snake venom." Before Tang San could finish, Wang Feng interrupted him with a smile.

Tang San frowned and gave Wang Feng a somewhat surprised look, then turned and left.

"Senior brother, is the poison in Sister Xue'er's body serious?" Hu Liena asked worriedly.

"She's fine. Didn't he just say it wouldn't cause any serious injuries?"

"Can you get rid of it?"

"Of course!"

"Then hurry up!"

"Here? Wouldn't that be inappropriate?" Wang Feng said, looking puzzled.

The two women frowned, instinctively sensing that Wang Feng was bound to have nothing good to say. But Hu Liena still couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? Can't you do it here? How are you going to remove the poison from Sister Xue'er's body?"

"By sucking it out with my mouth, of course. What else could I do, channel my power and force it out?"

"You! Senior brother, you... you have no shame!" Hu Liena pointed at Wang Feng and began to scold him.

Qian Renxue snorted coldly, glared at Wang Feng, and turned to leave. She had only just begun to think a little better of him, but a single remark had left her itching to give him a savage beating.

"I was joking, don't take it seriously! I have some medicine here. Just take it, and it'll clear the illness right up." Smiling, Wang Feng pulled out a pill and hurried after her.

The results of the first round came out that morning. Naturally, Qian Renxue and Hu Liena had failed to make the final eight, along with four Auxiliary System Soul Masters, including Ning Rongrong and Oscar.

That afternoon, the second round of the contest for the top eight began.

Wang Feng won his first match very easily, as neither fighter used their Martial Soul. He didn't know why; perhaps the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan member had been influenced by Yu Tianheng's surrender.

Wang Feng's second opponent was a student from the Elephant Armor Sect. The Elephant Armor Sect was one of the Lower Four Sects, and its members' Martial Soul was the Diamond Mammoth, which was not to be underestimated either.

As soon as he stepped onto the arena, the Elephant Armor Sect student activated his Martial Soul and struck with a heavy punch. Unfortunately for him, with his level of strength, there was no way he could force Wang Feng to use his Martial Soul.

Wang Feng attacked with brute force. Taking advantage of his superior speed, he dodged the student's attack and immediately unleashed a flurry of blows, leaving the student unable to fight the match he still had coming up.

His third opponent was also a student from one of the Lower Four Sects, the Wind Sword Sect, and his Martial Soul was a Flying Sword.

He opened with a volley of flying sword attacks, nearly forcing Wang Feng to use his Martial Soul.

Although the man's strength was somewhat inferior, his flying sword was rather strange.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened, and Wang Feng still managed to defeat him without using his Martial Soul.

Those two victories gave everyone a glimpse of Wang Feng's strength.

Afterward, Wang Feng left the arena with an easy air.

But the students in the arena could no longer stay calm, especially those from the special class.

"Just how strong is Wang Feng? He didn't even use his Martial Soul, yet he defeated students from the Elephant Armor Sect and the Flying Sword Sect with physical strength alone. That's no small feat!"

"Maybe he really does have a chance of being the last one standing."

"The last one standing? You must be joking. Even if he's made the top eight, don't forget that Tang San and Dai Mubai are waiting for him there!"

"Exactly. I think he might fall to Dai Mubai."

"Not necessarily. I heard that a year ago, Wang Feng fought Dai Mubai in the arena. Neither of them used their Martial Soul, and Dai Mubai lost."

"That can't be true!"

"It is. The special-class students all saw it."

"What? Is Wang Feng really that strong? But he took a year off. Can he still beat Dai Mubai now?"

Almost everyone had developed a keen interest in Wang Feng, and they all wanted to see who would be the last one standing in the next day's finals.