"Let the Douhun begin!"
At the referee's command, the first to lose patience was Ma Hongjun, who immediately activated his martial soul and charged forward.
"Evil Fire Phoenix, manifest!"
With his words, a large, plump chicken engulfed in flames rushed toward the position of the Tianshui Academy, ready to attack Shui Yue'er, who had previously insulted him.
Seeing Ma Hongjun charging, Shui Yue'er changed her attitude. Though she had cursed him earlier, she could not afford to underestimate him.
To disrupt Ma Hongjun's mindset, she sneered:"Your big fat chicken is called an Evil Fire Phoenix? My Yingyu Dolphin is far better than your fat chicken soul!"
Immediately, Shui Yue'er activated her martial soul. Points of luminescent light appeared on her body, her hands gleaming like white jade, and her skin shining as if glazed.
"First soul skill: Water Wave Chaos!"
With a splash of water, she blocked Ma Hongjun's advance.
Ma Hongjun, still weakened, had almost no strength and was burning with anger, but he couldn't suppress it.
He collided directly with the water waves, his plump body bouncing like a ball, and he was sent flying out of the arena.
"I'm this strong?"
Shui Yue'er froze, staring at her hands in disbelief, then looked up at Ma Hongjun, who had been knocked out of the arena.
Overjoyed, she didn't hesitate and activated her fourth soul skill.
"Fourth soul skill: Flowing Prison!"
In an instant, a tide of water surrounded Tang San and the others. Tang San quickly used Blue Silver Grass as a springboard to escape the arena.
The Tianshui Academy students also activated their martial souls, using control skills to trap Tang San and the others.
Tang San avoided it, but the others weren't so lucky. They were initially restrained and had to activate their martial souls to break free.
Although they escaped, their already weakened bodies became even more fragile.
Just as they regained their footing, a flurry of soul skills came at them again. They sighed—some Douhun fighters didn't bother with tactics; they just went all out.
Amid their confusion, Tang San suddenly felt a chill. He saw Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu using a Martial Soul Fusion skill.
"Oh no! Gather together!" Tang San shouted.
Previously, he alone could resist this fusion skill with Blue Silver Grass, but now, weakened, his strength was barely a fraction of his full power.
Dai Mubai and the others were at only Soul Master level, and they had no hope of resisting a strike comparable to a Soul Emperor.
"It's too late to gather."
Shui Bing'er opened her eyes, which shone deep blue. A column of azure light shot into the sky.
Within a few breaths, the sky darkened, the temperature plummeted, and fine snow began to fall. The cold wind seemed ready to engulf Tang San and the others.
"Yue'er, block them!"
Shui Bing'er noticed the Shrek Seven's strength was reduced—weak as it was—but to prevent any surprises, she unleashed her full power, letting Shui Yue'er and the others handle Dai Mubai and the rest.
"First soul skill: Ice Seal!"
She restrained Tang San and the others, then shouted:"Martial Soul Fusion skill: Ice and Snow Flutter!"
Snowflakes sliced through like blades, cutting Dai Mubai and the others, leaving them bloodied.
Tang San, seeing Dai Mubai and the others unable to approach, was furious. But looking at the fully-formed Martial Soul Fusion, he hastily surrounded himself with Blue Silver Grass.
The flying snow transformed into a snowstorm, sweeping the arena like a purifier, eliminating the Shrek team's "trash."
Only a Blue Silver Grass turtle-shell remained.
When the tornado collided with the turtle shell, it tore a large hole, exposing Tang San's shocked face.
"First soul skill: Bind!"
Tang San hurriedly tried to construct a wall with Blue Silver Grass to buy time, but in front of the Snowstorm Dragon Whirl, the grass was like fragile paper.
Ultimately, he had no choice but to endure the Snowstorm Dragon Whirl, which sent him flying.
On the field, only the Tianshui team remained. Shui Bing'er landed, feeling the victory almost unreal.
Something was off with the Shrek Seven—they were hiding strength?
Before Shui Bing'er could ponder, Shui Yue'er approached, her cheeks flushed with excitement.
"Sis, we won!"
"Yes, it seems the Shrek team had some misfortune, but it worked out in our favor."
Xue Wu returned, her normally cold face showing a faint smile—they were indeed lucky.
"The winning team for this round is Tianshui!"
The referee announced, and the audience erupted in cheers for Tianshui. Watching a "clown" team win was more entertaining than seeing their own favorites.
In the stands, Xue Xing chuckled, pointing at the Shrek Seven being carried off by healers, teasing Ning Fengzhi:"Ning Sect Leader, your pick is quite unique—two forfeits in a row, and now a loss. Quite rare."
"Hehe, the Shrek Seven had some accident in the past few days. Being injured, it's normal they underperformed."
Ning Fengzhi forced a smile, but anyone could see he knew the Shrek Seven weren't at full strength.
"Really? Then I truly misjudged them."
Xue Xing leisurely reclined, watching Ning Fengzhi sulk, smiling, and then closed his eyes to rest.
On the ground, the Tianshui team exited the arena amid cheers, contrasting the Shrek Seven being carried off.
Ma Hongjun, being overweight, was cumbersome to carry, so Zhao Wuji helped.
He woke mid-way, fussed loudly at being carried, and limped back to the rest area after some healing.
Tang San was battered from the Snowstorm Dragon Whirl, completely bloodied.
Dai Mubai, only grazed by the edges of the storm, was fine physically but in a bad mood.
Shrek Seven had lost again—three consecutive losses—dropping to 13th place. One more loss, and they would be eliminated from the qualifiers.
Under these conditions, they needed a Soul Saint-level healer to recover; otherwise, facing strong teams like the Blaze Academy or Tian Dou Royal Team the next day, they'd be directly eliminated.
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