"Clang—"
A terrifying shockwave rippled outward.
At the point where the weapons clashed, waves of oppressive pressure radiated.
"Crack!"
A corner of the arena below began to fracture, cracks spreading from the edge toward the center.
The collision between the Angel Holy Sword and the Silver Dragon Spear caused the surrounding space to distort slightly.
"Four ounces to move a thousand pounds!"
A soft glow enveloped the blade of the Angel Holy Sword.
"What?!"
Gu Yuena was startled, flung backward as if weightless.
"Ring Fusion—Fifth Soul Skill!"
"Misfortune Poison!"
A faint greenish mist rose.
"What potent poison!" Gu Yuena's pupils contracted, her silver eyes flickering.
A massive serpent, dozens of meters long, coiled with boundless, terrifying toxins, gleamed under the sunlight, casting an inky green halo around the surroundings.
The enormous serpent slithered and coiled, its gaping maw lunging forward rapidly.
Gu Yuena spun her Silver Dragon Spear, a faint dragon's roar emanating from the spear tip as she thrust it toward the approaching Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor.
Silvery-white light poured from the spear tip, splitting into several chilling rays that bypassed the front of the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor, aiming to bind it from behind.
Yet, the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor, formed from toxic mist, suddenly exploded.
"No, too close!" Gu Yuena's eyes flashed with determination as she murmured to herself, "Devour."
The Silver Dragon Spear resonated with her, striking like a dragon. In mere seconds, the Jade Phosphor Serpent Emperor's toxins rapidly faded and then vanished. Even with her Devour ability, Gu Yuena noticed lingering effects.
The soul power emanating from her spear glowed like purifying light.
Holy. Solemn.
Suddenly, Gu Yuena's body staggered, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
She hurriedly used her spear to prop herself up on the ground.
"What terrifying poison, far surpassing Di Tian's from before."
"You've lost."
An abrupt voice sounded.
Gu Yuena's peripheral vision swept backward. Ning Rongrong stood behind her, the Angel Holy Sword resting on her shoulder.
"You've lost, Gu Yuena," Ning Rongrong continued.
"Using a soul tool as a medium to distort time and space, folding them into a barrier to block sound and visuals."
Gu Yuena's tone carried a hint of astonishment. "You're impressive. Among all the soul masters I've seen, in terms of mastering rules, I, Gu Yuena, would call you the strongest."
"Trivial matters," Ning Rongrong said calmly. "Stop probing me."
"I have no opinions about your Star Dou Great Forest, nor do I wish to meddle in your affairs."
"You really know a lot." Gu Yuena chuckled lightly, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth as she spoke. "That little tiger was tamed by you, wasn't it? Escaping Di Tian's grasp multiple times does show some skill."
Ning Rongrong and Gu Yuena conversed, but the surrounding time and space were accelerated, leaving the outside world unaware.
"Doesn't matter." Ning Rongrong's expression remained unchanged despite Gu Yuena's words. "You've already probed what you wanted to."
"I don't care about the relationship between Star Dou Great Forest and Martial Soul Hall. Just don't drag the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect into it."
"Is that a threat, human?" Gu Yuena's brows furrowed slightly.
"Take it however you like." The Angel Holy Sword quivered faintly with zhenqi, as if a torrential wave of energy slammed into Gu Yuena.
"Bang!"
Gu Yuena was sent flying out of the arena.
Despite the incredible speed, she still landed quietly and steadily.
"Even as a clone, she's not to be underestimated."
Ning Rongrong glanced at the arena floor.
The dragon blood that had been on the ground had vanished, evaporated.
"Deliberate…"
What exactly is she planning?
Dugu Yan's poison was potent, but given the power Gu Yuena had just unleashed, it was impossible for it to make her spit blood repeatedly.
Dugu Yan was only a Soul Emperor, not a Title Douluo. Her opponent was a clone of a first-level god, whose strength was far beyond that of a mere Soul Sage.
To hand something containing the Gold of Living Beings to Ning Fengzhi without Sword Douluo noticing showed how extraordinary she was.
But since her opponent had probed to this extent, if Ning Rongrong didn't give some information, things could get troublesome later.
The clash between Ning Rongrong and Gu Yuena seemed lengthy, but to the audience, it was a mere ten seconds.
Gu Yuena had charged past Dugu Yan toward Ning Rongrong, who suddenly produced the Angel Holy Sword to block the Silver Dragon Spear and sent Gu Yuena flying.
Dugu Yan pressed the advantage, using her Ring Fusion skill. Before the crowd could marvel at the power of Ring Fusion and the terror of her poison, Gu Yuena's Silver Dragon Spear soul skill "Disperse" neutralized it.
Then, Ning Rongrong, seemingly using a "soul bone" and incredible speed, appeared behind Gu Yuena and knocked her out of the arena with the flat of her sword.
With that, all members of Blazing Wind Academy were eliminated from the arena.
The red-robed cardinal stepped forward to announce the results.
Glazed Academy vs. Blazing Wind Academy.
Glazed Academy wins.
The Blazing Wind team entered the loser's revival round, where they would compete with the similarly defeated Shrek team for a revival spot.
The next match would pit the Glazed team against the Martial Soul team in a fierce battle.
The losing side would continue to vie for a revival spot.
In other words, the next match—
Martial Soul Academy vs. Glazed Academy.
After the red-robed cardinal left the stage, the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh elders of the Worship Hall appeared simultaneously on the arena.
All five were Title Douluo with strength at level 96 or above.
Their pressure was imposing.
"That Angel Holy Sword in your hand—doesn't the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect owe our Worship Hall an explanation?" The elder holding a long staff, his tone icy, demanded.
"Explanation? What explanation?" Ning Rongrong feigned confusion. "What Angel Holy Sword? This is the Glazed Holy Sword, a soul tool passed down in our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect for a long time."
"You…"
The Coiling Dragon Staff in hand, the sixth elder, Thousand Jun Douluo, had a dark expression.
Calling a deer a horse, are we?
I'm at the Worship Hall every day—don't I know what the Angel Holy Sword looks like?
I've even touched it, for crying out loud!
This is your Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Glazed Holy Sword? Forget the possibility—aren't you being a bit too ridiculous?
Our Angel Holy Sword goes missing, and now you have a Glazed Holy Sword.
Although Qian Daoliu hadn't said a word about the Angel Holy Sword's disappearance, as loyal devotees of the Angel God, they had to prove it with action!
"Thousand Jun Douluo, are you planning to make a move against our little princess? Do you think our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect doesn't exist?"
Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo rose into the air simultaneously, with Ning Fengzhi, Dugu Bo, and Shui Cangyue following closely behind.
Four Title Douluo, along with Ning Fengzhi releasing his soul rings, confronted the elders of the Worship Hall.
"Ning Fengzhi, does the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect want to start a fight with our Martial Soul Hall?"
The burly fourth elder, Lion Douluo, with his lion-like head, spoke in a resounding voice.