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Soon, Xiao Lin's crisp and neat slap instantly woke up the host and all the spectators present.
They had been so deeply engrossed in the fight that they forgot the match was already over.
Xiao Lin's seemingly ordinary slap, which somehow felt as if it contained boundless truth, left everyone with an endless aftertaste.
"Holy crap!!!"
"It's over!?"
"Too strong! I was originally thinking of supporting the Evil Eye White Tiger, but the Powerful Soul Ancestor's slap instantly woke me up from my brotherhood with the Evil Eye White Tiger."
"I'm never supporting the Evil Eye White Tiger again. From now on, I am the Powerful Soul Ancestor's dog!"
...
As the continuous cheers from the spectators erupted at the edge of the arena, Xiao Lin had already walked off the stage and returned to the rest area.
Xiao Lin hated it most when others interrupted his thoughts. He was still pondering what would happen if Dai Mubai exclusively chose transformation skills in the future. What would happen if the person were replaced by Tang Ni and the others?
He even calculated what would happen if he chose transformation skills himself. Ultimately, under Dai Mubai's interruption, Xiao Lin reached a conclusion.
Transformations were absolutely nothing.
Theoretically, no one could continuously choose transformation skills. The all-around enhancement of transformation skills would put an intense strain on a Soul Master's body. Not everyone had the capability to continuously utilize transformation skills.
Even Tang Ni couldn't do it; when she consecutively used her first soul skill to transform, her entire body would also bear a considerable amount of pressure.
When Dai Mubai was already heavily injured, Xiao Lin had originally thought that since he had no senseless hatred toward Dai Mubai, he would let him off the hook for now. Yet, he actually chose to transform.
If it weren't for Xiao Lin's final slap, Dai Mubai might have ended up completely crippled.
"Idiot!" Xiao Lin cursed in a low voice.
On the other side, inside the preparation rest area, Shan Ji had witnessed Xiao Lin's powerful combat strength. He was already so terrified that his legs trembled uncontrollably, unable to stop. For a Soul Master of this rank to possess such combat strength was practically impossible.
Shan Ji was shocked by Xiao Lin's combat strength.
Based on his experience, Xiao Lin was definitely a genius. Since Xiao Lin excelled at using fire, he instantly suspected that Xiao Lin was a secret weapon of the Blazing Academy. As for his appearance looking around twenty-four years old, Shan Ji also discerned a bit of the truth.
Makeup, it was definitely makeup!
Or perhaps he looked very mature after undergoing hellish, rigorous training.
Only a young genius could explain why Xiao Lin possessed such formidable combat power.
Because generally speaking, if a Soul Master wasn't a genius, no matter how high their soul power was or how good their soul skills were, it was very difficult to utterly crush another genius of the same rank.
After realizing the background behind Xiao Lin and his companion, Shan Ji didn't dare to make a move anymore. However, in the next second, Shan Ji heard the voice he least wanted to hear.
"Shan Ji versus Destiny."
After the host announced the participants for the next match, Shan Ji couldn't help but gulp.
No way, I'm fighting Destiny!?
Shan Ji looked at Xiao Lin, who clearly wasn't someone to mess with, and then glanced at Tang Ni, who appeared quite quiet and gentle.
Soon, he let out a soft sigh of relief.
Even if they were the secret weapons of the Blazing Academy, it was impossible for every single one of them to be such a monster.
This Destiny seemed alright, a rather quiet young girl.
As long as I shout surrender quickly enough, I won't get beaten up.
However, Shan Ji had clearly forgotten that the combination name for Xiao Lin and Tang Ni was Destiny, which obviously indicated Tang Ni's somewhat dominant and aggressive personality.
By the time Shan Ji finished comforting himself and walked onto the arena, Tang Ni was already standing on the stage, staring intently at him.
"Match start."
After a brief introduction, the host decisively announced the start.
In the next second, Tang Ni's body erupted with a golden aura, and in the blink of an eye, she arrived right in front of Shan Ji. The exact moment Shan Ji was about to shout his surrender, Tang Ni's punch landed squarely on his face.
"I surr... ender..."
"Bang!"
The moment Shan Ji slurred out the words "I surr," the host already knew exactly what was happening.
But he chose to say nothing.
Shan Ji always picked his battles based on who looked weak, which deeply annoyed the organizers of the Soul Fighting Arena, and the audience was equally furious. Pretending not to hear the two words of surrender, the host promptly shut his mouth.
Meanwhile, while Shan Ji was still reeling from the shock of Tang Ni's speed and the host's attitude, Tang Ni was already raining down a continuous barrage of blows upon his body. Compared to Xiao Lin's iron fists, Tang Ni's attacks appeared far more elegant and artistic.
Xiao Lin didn't excel at subtle techniques; when he targeted a specific spot, he had to rely on a relentless torrent of punches to suppress Dai Mubai until he couldn't counterattack, only then could he force his Ultimate Fire into Dai Mubai's meridians and acupoints.
Tang Ni, however, was exceptionally skilled in technique, and every single punch struck directly at Shan Ji's vital areas.
"You bastard, how dare you plot against me. You're really courting death."
Who was Tang Ni? She was someone who could literally perceive destiny.
Shan Ji pulling minor stunts right next to her was as idiotic as cheating and copying right in front of a teacher's face.
Just because the teacher ignored him didn't mean they hadn't noticed. It was highly likely that the teacher was waiting for the student to finish copying the answers, only to invalidate the student's grades afterward.
Then deliver a massive punishment to that student.
Hearing Tang Ni's words, Shan Ji became even more horrified.
He remembered that when he secretly found someone to swap the match line-ups, he had carefully observed his surroundings. At that time, apart from that particular staff member, there was no one else within a five-meter radius of him.
Not to mention, Tang Ni and her companion were positioned even further away.
A flash of shock crossed Shan Ji's eyes, and he even forgot to unleash his martial soul.
He could only hold his head in his hands, curling his body up to protect himself from Tang Ni's ongoing assault.
In the next second, seizing the brief moment when Tang Ni's punches couldn't reach him, Shan Ji endured the excruciating pain and completed his Martial Soul Possession. Soon, Shan Ji transformed into a pangolin covered in earthy-yellow scales.
As long as I leave this place and leap out of the arena, I'll lose.
Shan Ji thought to himself.
Immediately, his one white, two yellow, and one purple soul rings flashed. Curling his entire body into a ball, he used both his hands and feet, attempting to burrow through the arena's stone slabs to escape.
Yet, how could Tang Ni possibly give him this chance?
She instantly delivered a whip kick, slamming violently against Shan Ji's back.
The immense force caused a violent upheaval in Shan Ji's internal organs. Following that, before he could even react, Shan Ji flew straight toward the edge of the arena. Then, with a resounding "bang," he crashed heavily into the arena's defensive formation.
In the next second, subjected to the counterforce of the arena's defensive formation, Shan Ji rolled like a ball and flew right back to Tang Ni's feet. Following up, Tang Ni unleashed a golden right leg, kicking him into the air once again.
Poor Shan Ji was played like a toy between Tang Ni's two feet in this exact manner.
Under the high-speed spinning and the powerful kicks, Shan Ji couldn't even utter a single word of surrender.
Damn it, I'll fight you to the death!
Shan Ji thought viciously to himself.
Subsequently, his gaze turned cold. Just as he was about to collide with Tang Ni due to the rebound, he curled his body. Like a pufferfish, he instantly inflated, growing sharp spikes all over.
He intended to utilize the momentum of the rebound to slam into Tang Ni, using the sharp spikes to pierce a hundred transparent holes through her.
However, in the next second.
"Crack!"
His spikes snapped instantly.
Tang Ni's tremendous force directly shattered his spine, and his internal organs ruptured under the impact.
"Pfft!"
Only when Shan Ji suffered the heavy blow, coughing up a mouthful of fresh blood and being forcefully knocked out of his Martial Soul Possession, did he catch sight of Tang Ni's faint, mocking smile.
Impossible! This is impossible!
Shan Ji's heart was filled with utter disbelief.
He prided himself on his powerful defense and his elusive, wretched style. Among his soul skills, every single one was designed for hiding underground, moving rapidly, and boosting defense, with only one skill featuring venomous spikes.
Ordinary Soul Masters facing his methods would usually be worn down to death by him. Yet now, his initial attempt to surrender seemed as though it had been completely seen through, and his subsequent attempt to flee was also seen through.
In the end, Tang Ni had even anticipated his hidden intent.
Could this woman actually predict the future?
Before Shan Ji could ponder any further, his vision went completely black. Losing consciousness entirely, he collapsed to the ground, unable to get back up.
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