Raising his head, Tang San’s eyes had now turned completely blue. “Mubai, Fatty, get ready to attack Teacher Zhao with everything you have. He’s about to come out. Use the Nether White Tiger. I’ll hold off Academy Master Flandre. Rongrong, don’t worry about me. Focus all your buffs on them.”
“Understood!” everyone shouted in unison. Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing instantly charged toward each other, while the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong’s hands erupted in brilliant light.
In the instant Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing’s bodies collided, a total of six beams of light shot from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, landing on them—three beams on each.
Having reached the sixtieth rank, the level of amplification Ning Rongrong could produce was already terrifyingly high. One must not forget that her father, the master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, Ning Fengzhi, was only a seventy-plus rank Soul Saint. In terms of Soul Skills, he merely had one more than she did.
Now, each of her Soul Skills could provide an astonishing seventy percent amplification. The ones she channeled into Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were Soul Power Amplification, Strength Amplification, and Agility Amplification—her first three Soul Skills.
A magnificent aura erupted from the core of Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing’s collision. The dazzling treasure light brought by the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda caused their fused body to expand geometrically.
In the blink of an eye, a massive White Tiger, over twelve meters long, snow-white all over, and with a pair of wings sprouting from its back, materialized out of thin air.
Most of the students were witnessing the Martial Soul Fusion Technique for the first time. Compared to before, the appearance of the Nether White Tiger this time was no longer ethereal; it felt like a real, powerful beast, solid in every way.
A Martial Soul Fusion Technique executed by two sixty-rank Soul Masters could at least rival a seventy-rank or higher expert. That was to speak nothing of the exceptional compatibility between Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai, or the terrifying seventy percent amplification from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. In this moment, the aura erupting from the Nether White Tiger completely surpassed Zhao Wuji’s from earlier.
At that exact moment, amid a thunderous roar, the countless layers of the Blue Silver Prison engulfing Zhao Wuji suddenly exploded. The eighth Soul Ring on the Vigorous Vajra Bear blazed with light, and the bear’s body, now entirely black, leaped out—it was Zhao Wuji’s fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Crush.
Using Gravity Crush under the effect of his Martial Soul True Body fully displayed his strength as a Soul Douluo. Although the Blue Silver Domain provided significant amplification, the Blue Silver Prison was ultimately only Tang San’s fourth Soul Skill. With Zhao Wuji’s fifth and seventh Soul Skills working in tandem, he burst free.
But what greeted him was a colossal tiger paw.
Zhao Wuji instinctively swiped back with his own palm. However, compared to that tiger paw, even in his Martial Soul True Body state, his bear paw seemed small. Moreover, he had just expended a large amount of Soul Power.
With a deafening bang, Zhao Wuji’s body was actually swatted away, sent flying into the distance.
Right now, Zhao Wuji was thoroughly dazed from the blow. He hadn’t even grasped what was happening.
In mid-air, Flandre had naturally heard Tang San’s words. His first reaction was to dive straight toward Tang San without hesitation. He knew the Shrek Seven Devils all too well; to defeat their combination, he first had to restrain Tang San.
But what awaited him was a giant spiderweb—Tang San’s third Soul Skill, Spider Web Restraint, deployed.
With the second awakening of the Blue Silver Emperor and the full amplification of the Blue Silver Domain, the spiderweb’s diameter reached a terrifying twenty meters. The incredibly tenacious web expanded almost instantaneously.
Even Flandre had no desire whatsoever to be entangled by Tang San’s spiderweb. His body froze for a split second in mid-air, and his eagle claws swept out. His fourth Soul Ring flashed, slicing ten razor-sharp air blades.
To Flandre’s surprise, the air blades he thought would easily sever the spiderweb only sent the web rippling; the web itself sustained no substantial damage.
How could the Blue Silver Emperor’s web, empowered by the full-outburst Blue Silver Domain, be broken so easily?
And just then was the moment Zhao Wuji was sent flying by the Nether White Tiger’s paw.
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda glowed once more. This time, four distinct beams of light shot out. Their target was Ma Hongjun, the Evil Fire Phoenix, who was already airborne with his fiery wings fully spread. Those four beams were Ning Rongrong’s second, third, fifth, and sixth Soul Skills.
From a distance, Liu Erlong, who was watching from the edge of the field, couldn’t help but ask, “What are the four buffs Rongrong just gave Fatty?”
A gleam of schadenfreude actually appeared in the Great Master’s eyes. “I’m afraid we’ll be having roast bear for dinner today. If I’m not mistaken, Rongrong’s fifth Soul Skill should be Attack Amplification, and her sixth Soul Skill... should be Attribute Amplification.”
“Attribute Amplification? What’s that?” Liu Erlong asked, confused.
The Great Master explained, “Attribute Amplification can be considered the most important Soul Skill of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. It generally appears as the sixth Soul Skill. So-called Attribute Amplification provides a buff to the user’s currently strongest attribute. The one amplified for Ma Hongjun is undoubtedly his Phoenix Flame. That means right now, not only are his Soul Power, Agility, and Attack amplified by seventy percent, but the effect of his Phoenix Flame is also amplified by seventy percent. Zhao Wuji is in trouble now. Only upon reaching the sixtieth rank does the true terror of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda manifest.”
Liu Erlong’s eyes widened. “Heavens, these little monsters are really not holding back!”
The Great Master chuckled. “That’s why I reminded you yesterday that it was a two-on-five, not a one-on-five. Besides their own innate talents, it’s also because of Rongrong. With her present, Tang San and the other four can all be treated as seventy-rank or higher Soul Masters. Let alone their own Martial Soul Fusion Techniques and Soul Bones. Honestly, I think whether Flandre and Zhao Wuji can even last for three incense sticks worth of time is questionable. Rongrong should have already trained her Heart of the Four Apertures to a stable state. Just wait and see—Little San’s true strength hasn’t even fully erupted yet.”
Zhao Wuji struggled free from the Blue Silver Prison, only to be inexplicably sent flying. Naturally, he wouldn’t just let himself tumble away. He immediately unleashed his full power, and the eighth Soul Ring on his body finally lit up.
A colossal bear-shaped phantom materialized behind him. Zhao Wuji’s entire body erupted in a layer of intense golden light, and the surrounding air seemed to solidify. His body, hurtling backward through the air, abruptly froze. Both fists gathered in front of his chest, and a dazzling sphere of golden light, over a meter in diameter, suddenly appeared. In this moment, it felt as if the entire Shrek Academy was trembling in response to this golden light’s appearance.
But the Nether White Tiger still charged forward. Similar to Zhao Wuji, white light condensed in the mouth of the fused Nether White Tiger formed by Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, gradually transforming into silver. A silver light sphere, no smaller than Zhao Wuji’s golden one, appeared out of thin air.
The gold and silver lights shone brilliantly like two suns.
The Great Master’s expression changed drastically. He hurriedly shouted, “Collision in mid-air! Do you want to destroy the academy?!”
Zhao Wuji had released his eighth Soul Skill in a moment of desperation. Hearing the Great Master’s words, he belatedly realized his mistake. He quickly adjusted his angle, shooting the golden light sphere in his hands straight upward into the sky.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing didn’t dare hesitate either. The silver light sphere also shot skyward. The two dazzling orbs of light rose into the high atmosphere in the blink of an eye, like a meteor chasing the moon.
Already in mid-air, Flandre cursed angrily, rapidly folding his wings and descending toward the ground. Even as a Soul Douluo, he had absolutely no intention of enduring the shockwaves from the collision of two attacks clearly at the Soul Douluo level while airborne. The sensation would definitely not be pleasant.
And just then, a faint smile appeared at the corner of Tang San’s mouth. “Academy Master Flandre, I think you’d better stay in the air.”
Two beams of piercing blue light shot abruptly from Tang San’s eyes. No Soul Rings flared, and there was no warning whatsoever. Almost in the instant the light flashed, it was already in front of Flandre. It was the Purple Demon Light.
Flandre had never seen this skill of Tang San’s before, but the immense pressure made his heart clench with dread. With no time to think, he could only hurriedly cross his hands in front of him. His sixth Soul Skill erupted instantly, his entire body shrouded in a layer of solemn yellow light to block the Purple Demon Light’s assault.
Two explosions rang out almost simultaneously. One came from the collision of the gold and silver spheres; the other was Flandre, his body momentarily halted in mid-air by the impact of the Purple Demon Light.
The Purple Demon Light was launched through the burst of spiritual power, condensed and compressed via the Wisdom Skull. This focused, penetrating attack struck Flandre. Though he blocked it with his own formidable Soul Power and Soul Skill, his intended descent was halted in mid-air.
The gold and silver lights erupted in the sky. The mixed halo of two colors abruptly expanded, the immense pressure making the entire Shrek Academy tremble violently. The terrifying explosion awakened the whole of Heaven Dou City.
The Nether White Tiger separated back into Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai. After their all-out attack, caught in the backlash from the collision of two immense energies, they could no longer maintain the Martial Soul Fusion Technique.
Zhao Wuji certainly wasn’t having a good time either. If he had faced the Nether White Tiger alone, he might have gained a slight upper hand. But he faced a Nether White Tiger assisted by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda with its seventy percent amplification. This collision actually left him at a disadvantage.
His body flew backward through the air. This time, he could no longer control his posture.
And Ma Hongjun, with his fiery phoenix wings spread, was flying directly toward the spot where Zhao Wuji’s body was falling.
Zhazhao Wuji’s internal energy churned, but he also sensed the searing heat behind him. Not daring to delay, he forcibly gathered his remaining Soul Power, intending to use a Gravity Control skill to land early and avoid contact with Ma Hongjun, who was poised and ready to strike. As long as he could catch his breath, as a Soul Douluo, he was confident he could continue this battle. After all, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing had already expended a great deal of energy, significantly reducing their threat.
But just then, Zhao Wuji suddenly felt his body tighten. The crystalline Blue Silver Emperor had coiled tightly around him. Tang San’s second Soul Skill, Parasitism, took effect at that very moment.
Parasitism wasn’t particularly strong, but its suddenness was unparalleled. While he had been trapped in the Blue Silver Prison earlier, the Blue Silver Emperor’s seeds had already been sown on his body. Tang San’s choice of timing for its activation was, naturally, perfect.
The Gravity Control he had been about to release was interrupted the moment his body was suddenly constricted. Zhao Wuji even felt sharp thorns continuously sprouting from the Blue Silver Emperor, piercing into his skin.
And just then, his body neared the ground.
BOOM—
The surrounding air instantly distorted. Fire Phoenix Immersion, Phoenix Wing Ascension—under the double amplification, Ma Hongjun plummeted down with devastating force. Fatty’s fourth Soul Skill, the Phoenix Sky-Hammer Strike, erupted simultaneously.
Within the warped light, Zhao Wuji, who had been just about to break free of the Blue Silver Emperor, was completely immobilized. In the next instant, scorching hot airflow completely engulfed his body.
The terrifying amplification of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda allowed Fatty’s already formidable explosive power to achieve a hundred and seventy percent effect. The incredibly hot flames transformed into a massive pillar of phoenix fire that soared into the sky. Behind Fatty, a phantom of a phoenix spread its wings wide, and the fire pillar, over five meters in diameter, instantly submerged the Immovable Bright King.
Zhao Wuji was suffering terribly, and Flandre in the air fared little better. The Purple Demon Light struck his arm, making the bones in that arm feel as if they were cracking from the pain. He blocked it, yes, but simultaneously, he felt an utterly terrifying aura.
The gold and silver halo expanded. In the terrifying explosion of energy, Flandre’s body was flung away like a torn sack. The violent, overwhelmingly powerful shockwave almost tore apart all his defenses. Countless eagle feathers rained down from the sky as the academy master was blasted a hundred meters away.
A gentle stream of energy infused Tang San’s body from behind, warm and watery, spreading instantly throughout his frame. Tang San immediately felt his depleted Soul Power rapidly recovering. There was no need to ask—Ning Rongrong’s Soul Power Amplification had reached him. She had buffed his Soul Power capacity, so the natural effect now was restoring his spent reserves.
On the other side, Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai received the same treatment.
The flames subsided. Fatty flew out with his wings spread from behind. When the orange-red phoenix fire gradually receded, Zhao Wuji stood there, his body having returned to its normal size, though at the moment he looked more like something carved from a giant piece of charcoal.
Ma Hongjun’s explosive attack power was absolutely top-tier among Soul Masters of the same rank. Add to that the terrifying amplification of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. What Zhao Wuji found most unbearable was the seventy percent boost to the flame effect from the Attribute Amplification. Right now, the smell of roasting meat was genuinely rising from his body.
Of course, a Soul Douluo wasn’t so easily severely wounded, and Ma Hongjun hadn’t dared to go all-out either. So Zhao Wuji hadn’t sustained true injury, but the fur of his bear form was completely ruined. The burns on his skin would take ten days to half a month to recover.
The watching students had long since fallen into a stupor. Who could have imagined that this battle, originally expected to last three incense sticks worth of time, would unfold into this?
Two Soul Kings and three Soul Emperors, facing two Soul Douluo-level powerhouses, had produced such a one-sided result. Most of the students didn’t even understand what had happened. They stared dumbfounded at the five Devils of Shrek on the field. Were they really only in their twenties?
Flandre was undoubtedly a clever man. Having finally managed to control his body in mid-air, seeing the five Devils regrouped below and Zhao Wuji’s sorry state, he made his decision immediately.