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After about half an hour, the soul power flowing around Tang San gradually calmed down.
He slowly opened his eyes, and a sharp, faint purple light instantly lit up his gaze.
"Absorbing this soul bone is equivalent to two years of my bitter cultivation. My Purple Demon Eye has taken another big step toward the third realm," Tang San marveled inwardly.
Immediately, he walked quickly to "Dai Mubai" and said, his voice trembling slightly with excitement, "Boss Dai, from now on, you are my, Tang San's, own big brother."
"Great kindness needs no words of thanks. In the future, if you need anything, I, Tang San, will not hesitate to lay down my life!"
"Dai Mubai" nodded gently, a warm smile appearing on his face.
"Tang San, there is no need for such formalities between us. From today on, you are my sworn brother. As long as I have a bite of meat to eat, there will be a bone for you to gnaw."
Hearing this, Tang San's emotions soared even higher, and he shouted excitedly, "Big Brother!"
The corner of "Dai Mubai's" mouth turned up slightly, his eyes full of gratification, and he responded loudly, "Second Brother!"
"Big Brother!"
"Second Brother!"
Aside, Flender witnessed this scene, his thoughts seeming to be pulled back to the past.
Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong used to call him that too. Bits and pieces of the Golden Iron Triangle flashed through his mind. His eyes reddened slightly, ripples rising in his heart.
The match against Thunderclap Academy was, as everyone expected, without suspense.
Led by the Soul King "Dai Mubai," Shrek Academy swept through like a hot knife through butter, easily winning the match without much effort.
On the other side, Spirit Hall Academy fought Kamikaze Academy and won just as effortlessly.
Even though Kamikaze Academy had the advantage in the air, facing the three Soul Kings of the Spirit Hall team simultaneously, they were still ruthlessly crushed.
Feng Xiaotian unleashed his Gale Thirty-Six Continuous Slashes, but relying on the formidable defense of the Flame Lord Martial Soul, Yan's protective aura wasn't even broken.
Three days later.
The highly anticipated Soul Master finals finally kicked off.
On the stage in front of the Pope's Palace, fourteen contestants stood against the wind.
Their gazes were like knives, and the surrounding air seemed to tremble slightly due to the tense atmosphere.
Sunlight poured down, casting a golden glow on everyone. But the murderous aura permeating the air seemed to freeze even the sunlight.
"Shrek, your luck ends here," Xie Yue mocked.
A cold light flashed in his eyes as he slowly raised his right hand and drew it lightly across his neck, making a provocative gesture of slaughter.
"Heh, it's nice to be young," Dai Mubai watched this childish provocation, a faint smile curling the corner of his mouth.
"Hmph." Xie Yue snorted coldly. Seeing that the opponent wasn't provoked, he stopped.
He had originally just wanted to disturb the opponent's mindset; it seemed this move hadn't worked.
Just then, the referee strode forward and announced loudly, "The grand finals are about to begin. Both teams, prepare and release your Martial Souls."
As his voice fell, the smell of gunpowder in the air instantly became thick to the extreme.
The seven members of the Spirit Hall Academy team acted almost simultaneously. Surging soul power burst from their bodies like a roaring tide.
Standing at the forefront were Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan. Each of them had two yellow, two purple, and one black soul ring flashing on their bodies—five soul rings.
Behind them, the other four team members also had the optimal configuration of two yellow and two purple rings, their aura not weak in the slightest.
Each of their eyes revealed an incomparably firm determination.
After all, they had made a military pledge. If they lost the championship, they would have to train in the Canyon of Death for three years.
The Canyon of Death was where Spirit Hall trained its deathsworn. Spending three years inside, they would probably really turn into ghosts.
In comparison, the soul power fluctuations of the Shrek seven appeared slightly inferior.
Standing at the very front, "Dai Mubai" had five soul rings shining brightly on his body.
Behind him, Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San had comparable soul power fluctuations, each with two yellow and two purple rings flashing—four soul rings.
In the back row, Ma Hongjun, Tai Long, Huang Yuan, and Ning Rongrong stood side by side. Although they only had three-ring strength, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand could not be underestimated.
On the Pope's Palace viewing platform, Bibi Dong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, and Ghost Douluo were seated on the left.
On the right were Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi.
Although Ning Fengzhi was only a Soul Saint, as the Clan Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, he naturally had the qualifications to watch the match here.
And in the center seat, Qian Daoliu sat leisurely.
As the Great Priest of the Douluo Hall, his status was incredibly esteemed. Even Pope Bibi Dong was slightly inferior to him in status.
Bibi Dong looked at the lineups on both sides below, the corner of her mouth turning up slightly, and chuckled softly, "Clan Master Ning, what are your thoughts on this match?"
Ning Fengzhi looked calm and responded neither humbly nor arrogantly, "The Spirit Hall team's strength is clearly superior, but Shrek Academy has always been good at creating miracles. Perhaps they can bring us a surprise."
Bibi Dong smiled lightly, a trace of playfulness flashing in her eyes. "Then this seat will look forward to the surprise Clan Master Ning speaks of."
Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly. Although he wore a smile, his heart was not calm.
He stared at the three leading members of the Spirit Hall team, his eyes grave.
Spirit Hall had always recruited Soul Masters from all over the world. Geniuses emerged in every generation, and the inheritance had never been broken.
Compared to them, the two great empires were far behind.
The situation of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan was slightly better, but other sects, such as the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, were already showing a lack of successors.
"It seems I have to think carefully about what Dai Mubai said," Ning Fengzhi pondered to himself.
Just then, the Red-robed Cardinal waved the flag in his hand fiercely. "Match start!"
Simultaneously, his figure moved like lightning, instantly retreating from the competition grounds.
In that instant, the auxiliary Soul Master of Spirit Hall quickly waved the scepter in his hand. Two dazzling golden lights shot out like meteors, accurately merging into Xie Yue and Hu Liena's bodies.
Hu Liena moved with light steps, her figure like a butterfly, turning gracefully and instantly arriving at the front of the team.
A faint smile appeared on her face. As she fully released her Martial Soul, the red light on her body grew stronger, as if dyeing the surrounding air red.
At the same time, Xie Yue also moved. He spread his arms and slammed his entire body toward Hu Liena.
In an instant, a red light screen suddenly appeared, expanding rapidly like a ball of light. In the blink of an eye, it encompassed nearly half the area of the field, enveloping the Shrek Seven Devils completely.
Amidst the flickering red light, the two original figures gradually merged into one. A long-haired figure, whose gender was indistinguishable, appeared before everyone's eyes.
Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Monster.
The Xie Yue siblings knew clearly that the Shrek Seven Devils had seen this skill before, but they were full of confidence in their own strength.
A Martial Soul Fusion Skill was their most powerful killing move.
The power erupted by a fusion skill performed by two Soul Kings in a short period was absolutely comparable to a Soul Emperor.
Watching the Shrek Seven Devils being swallowed by the red mist, a sneer couldn't help but appear on Bibi Dong's face.
The most terrifying thing about the Xie Yue siblings' Martial Soul Fusion Skill was its powerful control ability.
Within the control range of the "Monster" skill, everyone's senses would be reduced by 50%, soul power suppressed by 50%, and movement slowed by 50%.
Even more terrifying was that within this red mist, only Xie Yue and Hu Liena could see.
Suddenly losing one's sight would undoubtedly cause panic. What's more, it was under the condition that their overall strength was greatly weakened.
Even opponents with soul power comparable to Xie Yue's had fallen under this Martial Soul Fusion Skill. The effect of this soul skill was already comparable to an ordinary Soul Master's seventh soul skill.
"Bang!"
A deafening collision sound rang out.
Immediately after, a figure was sent flying out like a kite with a broken string.
Bibi Dong looked closely. Instantly, her pupils shrank sharply, and an expression of disbelief appeared on her face.
It was hard to imagine that the usually calm and majestic Pope would show such a composed expression.
The reason was simple: the ones sent flying were not students of the Shrek team, but the fused form of Xie Yue and Hu Liena.
"You! How could you possibly know the direction of my attack?" An androgynous exclamation rang out, carrying deep shock and confusion.
Without the control of the "Monster," the red mist began to dissipate slowly, and the figures of the Shrek group gradually emerged.
Surging golden light poured from "Dai Mubai's" body like a tide, wrapping him completely.
Looking closely, within a three-foot radius around him, the red mist seemed to encounter an invisible barrier, unable to intrude at all.
At this moment, Qian Daoliu, sitting
in the center, spoke leisurely.
"All evil retreats, myriad laws do not invade."