Chapter 79: Total Annihilation of Shrek
Hiss—a sharp intake of breath echoed across the arena.
Ye Lingling's flamboyant display stunned the entire audience.
Was this really the same fragile support-type soul master? At this point, even calling her a battle-type soul master wouldn't raise eyebrows.
Outside the Soul Arena, Oscar lay barely conscious in Zhao Wuji's arms.
"Teacher Zhao, she's... she's amazing—" He fainted before he could finish.
Flender's body trembled slightly, his face full of bitterness. This time, he had trusted Yu Xiaogang's advice and wagered everything—his personal savings and the ten thousand gold coins from the clan—all on Shrek's victory.
Flender muttered, "It's over. It's all over. My ten thousand gold coins…"
Zhao Wuji, on the other hand, let out a sigh of relief. "Good thing I switched my bet to the Huangdou team at the last minute. Otherwise, I'd be screwed too."
Flender paused, turned to Zhao Wuji, and gave a sheepish smile.
As for Yu Xiaogang, cold sweat was running down his forehead. He was panicking—completely panicking. Without Oscar, there were no flying sausages, and their tactics had completely fallen apart. This match was lost, utterly.
Back on the arena stage, Dai Mubai gritted his teeth through the pain in his chest and shouted, "Fatty, Yiran, we go together! Rongrong, boost me. If we can save Zhuqing, we might still have a chance!"
"Got it!" ×3
"Seven Treasures turn out as Glazed." Ning Rongrong twirled on the spot, a dazzling seven-colored light bursting from her body. In her right palm, a palm-sized seven-colored pagoda appeared as the light gathered.
The treasure light shimmered with nobility. Ning Rongrong wore a serene smile, appearing as ethereal as a celestial maiden. Two yellow soul rings rose from beneath her feet, circling gently around her.
"Seven Treasures bear name, first is: Strength." The first ring rose and enveloped the Glazed Pagoda. As her left hand gestured, three beams of colored light shot out, landing on Dai Mubai and the others.
"Seven Treasures bear name, second is: Speed." Another three beams of light floated out, activating her second soul skill.
After Ning Rongrong completed her soul skills, Dai Mubai's trio sprang forward, forming a triangular formation to charge at Zu Zong.
Dai Mubai and Meng Yiran took the lead, clearing the path for Ma Hongjun in the rear to fire his Phoenix Fire Line.
This time, their goal was not only to save Zhu Zhuqing but to eliminate Zu Zong.
Watching the three charge toward him, Zu Zong smiled and murmured, "Such obvious openings. Everyone—"
"Blue Silver Area Bind," Zu Zong chanted in his heart.
As he raised his right hand, a faint white light surfaced on his skin. Immediately after, dark blue, almost black Blue Silver Emperor vines with intricate patterns surged from his palm. Yellow, yellow, purple—three clear rings rose from beneath him and spiraled around his body.
Dozens, even hundreds of Blue Silver Emperor vines, all covered in black scales, shot out from Zu Zong's right hand and burrowed into the floor. The ground beneath them cracked apart as the vines erupted in spiraling arcs, rapidly entangling Dai Mubai's group. The vines covered a range of over a hundred square meters—virtually impossible to dodge within.
This time, Zu Zong used the "scaled" variant of the Blue Silver Emperor granted by his first soul ring. He didn't go full force, especially with Huangdou team's instructor Qin Ming watching from below—he had already stated he was a Shrek student, so he couldn't strike as harshly as before.
At this moment, Dai Mubai, injured and exhausted, was once again haunted by the fear of being dominated by Zu Zong's Blue Silver Grass.
Meng Yiran felt the same. Though she yearned to avenge her boyfriend Tang San, and even managed to slice through over a dozen scaled Blue Silver Emperor vines with her Snake Blade soul skill from her Snake Head Cane martial soul…
In the end, both she and Dai Mubai were tightly entangled.
"Fatty, it's all on you now!" Dai Mubai shouted.
Though Dai Mubai and Meng Yiran had been caught off guard and swiftly subdued, they weren't without a plan. Their trump card was the courtesan phoenix Ma Hongjun standing behind them. Now that they had taken the brunt of Zu Zong's soul skill, this was the perfect opening.
Ma Hongjun growled, "Phoenix Possession!"
A violet-red glow surged from his body. His short hair suddenly grew long and swept toward the center into a mohawk. Though wings didn't sprout, the glow radiated immense heat. Two yellow soul rings rose beneath him. Long plumes extended from his muscular arms, and his hands transformed into claw-like talons.
This was Zu Zong's first time witnessing Ma Hongjun's martial soul possession at such close range. He couldn't help but snort with laughter and clapped mockingly, "Pfft. What a transformation—from barnyard chicken to phoenix."
The remark struck a nerve. Ma Hongjun exploded in fury. "Who are you calling a barnyard chicken?! Take this—Phoenix Fire Line!"
Lifting both hands, his first soul ring flared, and he opened his mouth to unleash a stream of violet-red flame toward Zu Zong.
The heat distorted the air. Though the flame didn't seem fierce, it stretched out like a narrow stream, streaking toward Zu Zong.
Zu Zong casually performed a backflip, easily dodging Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Line.
He chuckled, "You little fatty, what are you—some kind of human tank cannon?"
"Hmph! Not your business!" Ma Hongjun roared. The flame from his mouth extended five meters and didn't extinguish, sweeping sideways toward Zu Zong's body like a five-meter-long flaming weapon.
Zu Zong murmured, "If that's the case, then I won't hold back either."
"Second Soul Skill—Blue Silver Blades."
As he spoke, Zu Zong controlled the Blue Silver Emperor vines with his soul power and activated the technique.
The second yellow soul ring around Zu Zong lit up.
Dozens of deep blue vines tinged with black phosphorescent light burst forth from the arena floor. About two or three meters from the tip of each vine, they straightened into piercing blades, firing in a 360-degree arc with no blind spots—all aimed at Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun's expression changed drastically, cold sweat streaming down his forehead. If he were struck, he'd end up just like Dai Mubai had earlier. Worse, he didn't even possess a defensive soul skill like Dai Mubai.
Without any hesitation, Ma Hongjun activated his only two soul skills.
"First Soul Skill—Phoenix Fire Line!"
"Second Soul Skill—Bathing Fire Phoenix!"
After activating them, the tension in Ma Hongjun's body eased. Since the Grandmaster had told him that his flames restrained plant-type martial souls, he believed it would work.
But as the Blue Silver Emperor blades collided with Ma Hongjun's flames, they only paused for a brief moment before breaking through the fiery barrier. Their speed didn't falter as they shot toward Ma Hongjun.
Bang bang...
A flurry of impacts rang out. Smoke and dust billowed around the area where Ma Hongjun stood, obscuring the scene. All anyone could see were the aftermath sparks of fire and countless blades—no one could tell what had happened.
"Fatty!" The Shrek group, including Yu Xiaogang, shouted out in panic.
Yu Xiaogang looked at Zu Zong in the Soul Arena and roared, "Xiao Zong, you've gone too far!"
Flender, Zhao Wuji, and Zhu Zhuqing, however, remained relatively calm. The first two hadn't sensed any killing intent from Zu Zong, while the last one trusted Zu Zong completely.
Zu Zong gave Yu Xiaogang a sideways glance but didn't respond. Instead, he looked toward where Ma Hongjun lay. "Hey, hey, little fatty, stop playing dead! Or I'm gonna stab your butt."
"No no, don't stab my butt!" As the dust cleared, Ma Hongjun was revealed lying flat on the floor. Dozens of Blue Silver Blades were stabbed into the ground around him in the shape of a giant X, completely encircling him. He didn't dare to move a muscle—but fortunately, he was completely unharmed.
At the last second, Zu Zong had adjusted the attack angle to avoid Ma Hongjun's body entirely.
Seeing that Ma Hongjun was safe, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Well then, Lady Ning—are you going to walk down yourself, or shall I escort you?" Zu Zong turned to Ning Rongrong.
At this point, Shrek was practically annihilated. Tang San and Oscar had already been eliminated. Meng Yiran, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Zhu Zhuqing had all been subdued. Only this support-type soul master remained standing.
"No no no, I just ran out of soul power anyway. I'll go down myself! I'll go down myself!" Ning Rongrong immediately chose to forfeit—she was completely terrified by now.
Zu Zong then looked toward the host, Doudou. "Hey, beautiful, can we announce the result now?"
"Ah—" Doudou snapped out of her daze. Zu Zong's performance had been far too stunning. At first, she had looked down on him for flirting with Zhu Zhuqing instead of fighting seriously. She had thought he was just another slacker. Who would've expected that when he finally made a move, he would end the match in one strike?
"I now officially announce: the winning team of this team Soul Battle is—Huangdou Team!"
With the host Doudou's announcement, the Huangdou Team's Soul Arena campaign in Soto City came to a complete conclusion.
(End of Chapter)
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