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"Shrek Inner Academy, accepting the challenge!"
Dozens of furious voices from Inner Academy Disciples rumbled between heaven and earth, clearly audible from a great distance.
When the group closed within a thousand meters, Feng Zaixing opened his eyes for the first time, glanced at the Inner Academy Disciples, then fixed his gaze on Yun Ming in the sky. He stood up tall, his clear voice resounding.
"Carrying a coffin, is His Majesty Qingtian going to sign a life-and-death pact with us?"
"This is the Shrek Inner Academy's determination. You can see it that way," Yun Ming responded from afar.
"Very well. Since that's the case, this battle will be witnessed by all under heaven, regardless of life or death."
Feng Zaixing nodded, his right hand clenching the Void Realm, and the Overbearing Sacred Sword appeared in his grasp. He held the sword horizontally before him, and a wave-like purple radiance and golden clouds surged around him.
"Who will fight me?"
Without letting the elite Dominators conduct a probing attack, Feng Zaixing's eyebrows were like ancient Peaks and his eyes like swords, his incomparably sharp gaze sweeping over every Inner Academy Disciple.
For a moment, some Inner Academy Disciples whose gazes he swept over stiffened, as if that person, from a great distance, could still press them down, making them unable to lift their heads, giving them a fear of the world collapsing.
"I ask, who will fight me?"
Seeing no one respond, Feng Zaixing's lips curved into a faint smile. His Aura suddenly surged several times, and he took a step forward, his overbearing and chilling gaze fixed on the Spirit Kings among the crowd.
"You, you, or you? One-on-one or a group fight?"
"I'll fight you!"
A tall, shabbily dressed Inner Academy Disciple stepped out from the crowd and shouted loudly.
"Xuan Kui, be careful." Lan Muzi looked at the Inner Academy Disciple who had stepped out, his expression extremely solemn.
"Even if I die, I will defend the honor of the Academy and our ancestors!"
Xuan Kui pushed Lan Muzi aside and strode out, heading directly for the central arena.
The members of the Nine Stars Association looked at Feng Zaixing, who returned a faint smile: "You all step aside."
"We retreat."
Yu Xin waved her jade hand, and all the core members of the Nine Stars Association withdrew from the arena.
Xuan Kui ascended the stage, flexing his fists and rubbing his palms, his eyes full of rage as if he wanted to devour Feng Zaixing alive.
"Kid, you've defeated some useless Inner Academy members, and you cleverly defeated Senior Brother, but this isn't your right to trample on Shrek's dignity. Today, you will surely pay the price!"
"Quite a lot of nonsense. Is your Spirit the Gluttonous Mystic Ox?"
Feng Zaixing glanced at his opponent and asked, "The top of the current Young Talent Ranking, are you of the same clan as the Gluttonous Douluo from ten thousand years ago?"
"That's right, Ancestor Xuanzi had no descendants, and I am a descendant of his clan brother. I awakened the same Spirit as my ancestor and inherited the Family's pride!"
Xuan Kui pounded his chest, his eyes full of pride when speaking of his Gluttonous Ancestor.
"Pride? Those rotten things Xuanzi did, do you think this Sect has no records? If not for the Federation's mercy, he would have died long ago at the hands of the Silver Moon Douluo, and the Holy Spirit Cult would also have to thank him."
Feng Zaixing's voice was as cold as snow. He threw his sword back to its original spot, put his left hand behind his back, and said indifferently, "Come on, I won't use my Angel Martial Soul."
As his words fell, the expressions of the veteran powerhouses watching changed. Kong Yao's lips curled up high, and the faces of Shrek's elders turned black.
In the distance, Ghost Emperor, watching the match from afar, once again let out a "caw caw" laugh, laughing so hard he doubled over, his facial muscles twitching, finally waving his arms and legs.
"Good, good, good, this kid really knows how to talk. This Emperor almost can't bear to kill him, hahahahaha—"
Dark Blood Demon and Dark Phoenix had strange expressions, because according to the historical records of their Church, the Gluttonous Douluo was suspected of having corresponded with a Supreme Enshrinement of the Holy Spirit Cult ten thousand years ago, and often led teams on missions.
"Argh, you insult my ancestor, you insult my Spirit! I will not rest until one of us is dead!"
Xuan Kui went mad, his eyes bloodshot, panting like an ox. His Spirit possessed him amidst his roar, his body dramatically expanding, two spiral-shaped ram horns growing from his head, and a yellowish-brown halo accompanied by four purple and one black spirit ring surged forth.
No one announced the start of the match, but the battle erupted instantly. Xuan Kui charged out in a frenzy, his battle armor covering his body, gauntlets encasing his hands. He activated two amplifying Spirit Abilities and unleashed the most powerful punch of his life.
"Newly forged two-word battle armor? Not complete, though."
As a seasoned blacksmith, Feng Zaixing immediately saw that the opponent's battle armor was made of newly forged rare metals, but due to time and cultivation, only six components had been completed.
Furthermore, there was some stagnation in the Fusion, indicating that Xuan Kui himself had not participated in any part of the battle armor's creation; while its power was strong, the wearer simply couldn't fully utilize it.
"Boom!"
Paying little heed, Feng Zaixing stomped his foot, and three black and one dark gold spirit rings ascended. His Sacred Body Spirit erupted with monstrous blood Qi and immeasurable Holy Light, instantly overwhelming his opponent.
"A dark gold spirit ring? What is that?"
Doubt surged in Xuan Kui's heart, but he had no space to think—Feng Zaixing extended his index finger, blood Qi and purple light fusing within it, shooting out like an extremely concentrated soul-guided ray.
"Holy Light Finger."
Feng Zaixing used this combat technique he created on the sea along with the Overlord Overturning Sea Fist, launching it at Xuan Kui with the speed of lightning and fierce wind. The moment it exploded, Xuan Kui let out a scream.
"Ah..."
The incomparably overbearing Holy Light pierced through Xuan Kui's protective spirit power, depriving him of his vision. The unmatched penetrating force acted on his five fingers, and the excruciating pain made him retreat several steps.
"Break." Feng Zaixing's voice was devoid of joy or sorrow.
Wave-like ripples appeared in mid-air, and the power of the sky condensed into a giant purple-light finger, infused with Feng Zaixing's blood Qi, striking Xuan Kui with the swiftness of thunder.
All the Limit Douluo clearly saw that the moment the giant finger descended, the phantom of the Gluttonous Mystic Ox shattered into the Void Realm. Xuan Kui was sent flying backward powerlessly, his chest appearing to be pierced by a Level Six soul-guided ray, blood flowing profusely, muscles torn and bones broken.
"In one year, how did he become so much stronger?"
Lan Muzi flew to catch the half-dead Xuan Kui, and he himself was pushed back by the surging power, greatly moved.
A Spirit Emperor's full-power strike was nothing more than this, and Feng Zaixing hadn't even used his sword!
"Who's next?"
On the arena, Feng Zaixing, clad in blue, stood gracefully, calmly retracting his finger, as if he had just flicked an ant to death.
Heaven and earth were silent. Except for Le Zhengyang, whether they were veteran powerhouses or young Prodigies, everyone felt an exclamation stuck in their throats, unable to voice it.
How was this still a battle of the same level? A Spirit King was annihilated by a single finger. Was a Spirit Emperor his opponent?
Soon, the veteran powerhouses saw the clue—Feng Zaixing had stood with his sword for a day and a night, not only was his Aura like a Dragon, but his mental force's communication with heaven and earth had also reached a Peak, manipulating the power of the sky for combat!
Yun Ming said word by word, "I still underestimated him. In that case, I'm afraid—"
"Boss, Shrek cannot retreat!" "His mental force will eventually be exhausted, he can't use this attack many times!"
Seeing Yun Ming waver again, the elders hastily tried to persuade him.
At this moment, a gust of wind swept by, and Long Yeyue, wearing a simple hairpin and cloth dress, appeared and echoed, "Shrek must never retreat!"
"Shut up!"
Yun Ming glared at her fiercely, but did not stop the battle, because a streak of green light had already flown onto the arena.
"Feng Zaixing, today I'm going all out against you!"
The young woman in the green dress, Song Ying, looked at Feng Zaixing with eyes full of hatred. As her voice fell, she released her Spirit and ascended, also a five-ring cultivation with four purple and one black spirit rings, and parts of her two-word battle armor adorned her body.
"That look, are you and Xuan Kui a couple?"
Casually blocking Song Ying's two attacks, Feng Zaixing roughly guessed the reason for her desperate fight: love plus honor, a unique characteristic of the Douluo Continent that must be experienced.
"The honor of the Family and Shrek, we will protect with our lives!"
Song Ying, like Lan Muzi, activated her battle armor to burn, and the Azure Shadow Divine Eagle immediately ignited a cluster of azure flames, its spirit power fluctuations dramatically rising.
Seeing this scene, Feng Zaixing, Gu Yue, Na'er, Yu Xin, and a group of veteran powerhouses all changed color simultaneously. Those azure flames were the flames of life.
Once ignited, it greatly increased combat power, but it could not be extinguished; it was a means of mutual destruction.
"Playing with your life? Commendable courage, but alas—"
Regardless of why the opponent was fighting desperately, a sense of emotion always arose in Feng Zaixing's heart. Then his eyes sharpened, the power of the sky stirred, evolving into countless colorless chains that pierced through the Void Realm.
"You forgot, any aerial combat Spirit is meaningless before me. My lineage is the Dominator of the sky."
Innumerable colorless chains pierced through Song Ying's body. Feng Zaixing appeared before Song Ying like lightning, unleashing a punch that wielded the authority of the sky, striking her lower abdomen Dantian!
"Considering your courage to fight to the death, I will personally send you on your way."
Feng Zaixing said softly, and the 'Void Annihilation' punch force of the third stage of the Overturning Sea Divine Fist erupted. The azure punch light pierced through the opponent's Dantian and Spirit.
"Boom—"
In mid-air, azure shockwaves, accompanied by violent sonic booms and wailing sounds, swept across.
When heaven and earth returned to peace, the world discovered that all of Song Ying's Aura had disappeared. The blue-clad youth stood unblemished, hands behind his back, overlooking the grief-stricken and bewildered Shrek Inner Academy Disciples.
"Clang"
With a sword cry, the Overbearing Sacred Sword, which he had not used out of pride, flew into his hand. The Dao rhythm of the Sword Qi became even more overbearing, sweeping across the universe, revealing Feng Zaixing's incomparably handsome face.
He smiled faintly as before.
"One-on-one, you're not enough. Why don't you all come at once?"