The venue for the Soul Master finals was located in the very center of Spirit City. Directly in front of the arena stood the magnificent Pope's Palace.
At the edge of the arena were the exclusive rest areas for the contestants. On the other side were the VIP judges' seats.
On the arena, Lu Feng stood with his arms crossed, gazing casually ahead. His eyes were sharp, quietly observing everything around him.
On the other side, the seven members of the Star Luo team walked up the stage with steady steps.
Lu Feng's gaze locked onto the blond man in the middle of the opposing team.
"This Davis does have a bit of a king's domineering aura."
The corners of Lu Feng's mouth turned up slightly, revealing a confident and slightly provocative smile.
Immediately, his gaze shifted gently to the woman in black beside Davis, a look of admiration in his eyes.
"Tsk, the genes of Zhuqing's family are really strong."
Seeing "Dai Mubai's" unrestrained appearance, Davis frowned slightly.
"Mubai, I didn't expect you to make it this far. It seems I really shouldn't have let you leave back then."
In the intelligence Davis had gathered, Dai Mubai's soul power had already broken through to the Soul Ancestor level.
Based on the talent the other party had shown in the past, reaching the Soul Ancestor realm at seventeen, although not easy, was still within his expectations.
However...
Davis's gaze quickly swept over Zhu Zhuqing, and a flash of hostility instantly passed through his eyes.
He truly hadn't expected that this little girl, whose talent was ordinary in his memory, could now break through the level 40 soul power barrier.
The moment he received the intelligence, an unprecedented sense of crisis welled up in Davis's heart.
Two Soul Ancestors joining forces already possessed the capital to contend with him.
On the other side, Zhu Zhuyun gazed at her younger sister, who had been completely reborn, her eyes full of strange light.
The little sister who used to only follow behind her and cry when she was wronged had really grown up.
"Zhuqing, Mom and Dad miss you very much, but we cannot violate the ancestral rules. Come back with me after the competition."
Zhu Zhuyun's voice was soft and gentle, carrying a unique charm. Like wisps of gentle wind, it was intoxicating.
"Hmph." Zhu Zhuqing snorted lightly and did not reply.
At this moment, Davis spoke up, "Mubai, being able to stand here is already a success for you. But your luck ends here. Today, I must deal you a heavy blow."
"Hmph." Lu Feng snorted coldly, a flash of disdain in his eyes.
"I can't be bothered to talk to you. Release your Martial Soul."
With that, the soul power around him surged and instantly exploded, causing the surrounding air to tremble.
Lu Feng hadn't delved deeply into Dai Mubai's way of speaking or living habits. A slight carelessness could reveal a flaw.
Therefore, adhering to the principle of "speak less, mistake less," he chose to use strength to shut the other party up.
Facts proved that this move was indeed effective.
Davis stared dumbfounded at the five soul rings shining on the other party's body.
"Soul... Soul King!"
Davis and Zhu Zhuyun exchanged a quick glance. Almost simultaneously, a bone-chilling cold light flashed through their eyes.
At this time, the rest area was already in an uproar.
Especially those who had fought "Dai Mubai" in the arena before.
They widened their eyes, which were full of disbelief.
In the VIP seats, Yue Guan's gaze was drawn to "Dai Mubai" like a magnet.
He looked as if he had seen a peerless fairy descending to earth.
"No mistake, Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum. That is the aura of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum!" His tone was slightly excited, his voice trembling a little.
If it weren't for the ongoing match, he would have wished to rush onto the stage immediately and tie "Dai Mubai" up.
Just then, the referee raised the flag in his hand high. "Match start!"
In an instant, Davis's expression changed abruptly. His gaze, which had carried a bit of heaviness, instantly became incomparably domineering.
Immediately after, a blinding golden light burst from his body. The light was so dazzling it was almost impossible to open one's eyes. He looked as if he were gilded.
At the same time, Zhu Zhuyun also attacked quickly.
Her whole body was shrouded in a layer of faint black light, her figure erratic, becoming transparent.
The next moment, a scene that shocked the entire audience appeared.
A massive, majestic white tiger suddenly appeared on the arena.
Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Netherworld White Tiger!
The white tiger was seven or eight meters long and four meters high. Its body was crystal clear and transparent, with black patterns interwoven on its snow-white fur, exuding a cold and majestic aura.
It looked down at the people in front of it from above. That posture of looking down on all living things, reigning supreme, vividly displayed the demeanor of the king of beasts.
"Sou!"
The white tiger leaped swiftly, raising its sharp right claw high, carrying a howling wind, and pounced straight at "Dai Mubai."
From childhood to adulthood, Davis had never regarded Dai Mubai as a threatening opponent.
Even when he learned that Dai Mubai had become a Soul Ancestor and fought his way into the Soul Master finals, he just smiled indifferently.
As the captain of the Star Luo team, his goal from beginning to end was only one: the championship.
But now...
When "Dai Mubai" displayed strength at the Soul King level, the calm in Davis's heart was instantly shattered.
Amidst the deep shock, a murderous intent quietly surged in his eyes.
"Boom—"
A deafening explosion rang out as the tiger claw collided fiercely with Lu Feng's right fist.
Surging air waves oscillated outward like rolling sea waves.
Everyone on the stage involuntarily took a few steps back under this powerful impact.
Ma Hongjun lost his footing, and his round body fell directly to the ground.
"Holy crap! Boss is so fierce!"
Ma Hongjun scrambled up from the ground in a flurry, staring wide-eyed at "Dai Mubai," whose body was exploding with golden light like a god of war descended to earth.
"Wow~"
At this moment, whether in the rest area or the VIP seats, everyone stood up in unison.
Everyone's eyes were wide open, their mouths agape, as if they could fit an apple inside.
On the field, Lu Feng's third and fifth soul rings shone with dazzling light simultaneously. His vigorous aura seemed to materialize, contending with the Netherworld White Tiger without falling into a disadvantage at all.
"What!" Davis's voice changed pitch in surprise, blurting out.
His original plan was to strike first to gain the upper hand, using the fusion skill to ambush and take out the strongest "Dai Mubai" in one fell swoop.
Otherwise, with the opponent's Soul King-level soul power, if he unleashed a fusion skill, the Star Luo Academy would have no power to fight back.
Unexpectedly...
The opponent actually withstood the Netherworld White Tiger with just his physical body. It was simply suffocating.
In the VIP seats.
Yue Guan narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at "Dai Mubai" without blinking.
After a moment, he threw his head back and laughed loudly. "Hahaha, this child is fated with me. After the competition ends, this old man will personally train him."
Hearing this, the black-clothed man beside him couldn't help but snort coldly, teasing, "Old Chrysanthemum, since when did you swing that way?"
Hearing this, Yue Guan immediately rolled his eyes and retorted snappily, "Old Ghost, I'm taking this disciple for sure. Even if the Angel God comes, they can't stop me. Hehehe, you, as his martial uncle, had better be prepared to bleed some treasures."
"Bang!"
Two more fists collided, and the White Tiger and Lu Feng each retreated two steps.
Only then did the others on the stage wake up from their dream and join the battle one after another.
For a time, the field was a chaotic melee, soul power light flashing, figures intersecting.
The Star Luo team could not be called weak. A team composed of fully six Soul Ancestors, plus the existence of the Netherworld White Tiger, was enough to contend with any team.
It was just that no one expected there would be a Soul Master who could withstand a big killer move like a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with his own formidable strength.
The battle on the field was in full swing, but discerning people could see that with "Dai Mubai's" amazing performance, the scales of victory were quietly tilting toward the Shrek side.
In the Spirit Hall Academy rest area, two men and a woman sat quietly watching the match.
The three wore uniform white uniforms. Unlike the other team members, they wore a purple book-shaped badge on their left chests.
"Yan, with your strength as the Flame Lord, if you go all out, can you withstand the Netherworld White Tiger?" the handsome man in the lead asked gravely.
The red-haired young man beside him shook his head, a bitter smile on his face. "Difficult. The power of a fusion skill performed by two Soul Ancestors is comparable to a Soul Emperor. If it were me, I could last a minute at most."
The woman beside them snorted coldly, saying with dissatisfaction, "Hmph, why boost others' morale? My brother's and my fusion skill is a control type. We are best at dealing with this kind of brute force."
The woman's words sounded confident, but her slightly furrowed brows exposed the worry in her heart.
Spirit Hall.
Bibi Dong stood on the viewing platform, looking coldly at "Dai Mubai" on the field, a sharp light flashing in her eyes.
"Hmph, another disgusting aura."
She extended the tip of her tongue and licked her lips lightly. A trace of bewitching charm strangely appeared on her flawless cheeks.
Her appearance at this moment was like a Rakshasa from hell. Her appearance was breathtakingly beautiful, but hidden beneath this beauty was endless murderous intent.
"Whoosh~"
The air rippled, and the figure of a white-clothed old man slowly emerged.
Looking at the old man beside her, the flames in the depths of Bibi Dong's eyes instantly retracted, returning to calm.
"Why is the Great Priest interested in coming to my Pope's Palace?"
The corner of the old man's mouth raised slightly, revealing a faint smile. "I felt an aura of light, so I came to take a look."
"Hmph!"
Bibi Dong snorted coldly and said no more, watching the match in the arena quietly.