"Xu Sanshi!!!"
"Go Su Wen!"
The spectator area was packed with several hundred people, many of whom were freshmen.
While bullying of freshmen by upperclassmen was rare within the academy, and there was little conflict between the two sides, it didn't stop the host of the Soul Fighting Zone from fanning the flames.
In just a few words, the rivalry between the new and old students was ignited.
The Soul Fighting Zone was the outer academy's dueling arena.
It was a one-on-one real-life combat arena; the winner gained one victory point, the loser none.
Winning points in the Soul Fighting Zone were very important, serving as a significant bonus for advancement to the next grade and even the inner academy.
Only a ten-gold-soul-coin venue fee was required to participate in the duels; the academy would provide referees, post-match treatment, and other services.
"Alright, let's wait and see if a dark horse of the freshmen will rise, or if our upperclassmen will remain strong."
Accompanied by the referee's impassioned voice,the students in the audience cheered.
Countless gazes fell upon Su Wen.
This dark horse, who had astonished the freshmen on his very first day of school and even begun to emerge in the outer academy, yet inexplicably vanished after enrollment, possessed an air of mystery that few could remain indifferent to.
"The match begins!"
At the same time, Xu Sanshi smiled, nodding arrogantly to Bei Bei in the spectator stands.
As a near-Soul Sect expert, wouldn't this be a crushing defeat for him?
Bei Bei's pupils constricted sharply, urgently calling out to Xu Sanshi to be careful, but the latter remained nonchalant, even waving to several familiar classmates in the spectator area.
The next instant.
"Pfft~"
A mouthful of blood mixed with several teeth flew out.
Before Xu Sanshi could even activate his Martial Soul, he was struck in the face with a heavy punch (a fist the size of a sandbag).
In slow motion, it seemed as if his cheek had been struck, his facial muscles twitching violently, creating a ripple, before his body was violently thrown backward.
Just as he was about to fall off the field, his calf was grabbed by a large, white-haired hand, stopping him in mid-air and preventing him from falling off the field.
Bei Bei's lips twitched, and she turned her face away, unable to bear to watch any longer.
"Holy crap."
Just as Xu Sanshi was about to use his martial soul, the hurricane threw him into the sky again, abruptly interrupting his spellcasting.
In an instant, the hurricane transformed into a white shadow, sweeping through the air like the wind, waiting for Xu Sanshi's body to fall uncontrollably below, before delivering another heavy punch to his abdomen.
"Boom!!!"
Xu Sanshi's body crashed to the ground like a broken sack.
The entire arena trembled.
Countless people stared in astonishment at the scene in the arena.
"This is a Wind Baboon?!"
"No! It's more like a mutated Wind Baboon. How could an ordinary Wind Baboon martial soul have this kind of strength!"
"What exactly is his martial soul? The Wind Baboon's strength attribute isn't high, and it's a separated martial soul? Shouldn't the physical body be very weak?"
An uproar arose in the arena.
Everyone assumed the battle between the two was evenly matched, since many knew Su Wen's soul power level during the entrance exam.
Therefore, everyone expected a contest between two peak Soul Masters to see who would prevail.
However, the situation changed drastically the moment this wind baboon appeared.
This wasn't an ordinary wind baboon!
"..."
"A Xuanming Turtle!"
Xu Sanshi was stunned.
Ignoring the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, he forced himself to his feet despite the throbbing pain in his abdomen.
In that instant, his Martial Soul manifested, and a nearly three-meter-tall phantom of a Xuanwu tortoise slowly materialized behind him.
"Xuanming Power!"
"Xuanwu Shield Formation!"
With two soft shouts,two soul rings, one purple and one yellow, rippled beneath his feet.
As a dense aura of water elemental power emanated from his body, a water elemental realm seemed to form around him.
Even his own Martial Soul appeared to have changed; a small snake seemed to be faintly coalescing on the back of the Xuanwu tortoise phantom.
At the same time, dozens of shields materialized, protecting him within them. Only now did he feel a sense of security.
"Roar~!"
Hurricane roared, glancing back at Su Wen.
The latter nodded slightly.
Hurricane grinned, raising his arm, and several pale blue gale blades materialized around him, radiating a sharp destructive aura, shooting towards Xu Sanshi.
"No!"
Xu Sanshi watched helplessly as these pale blue wind blades sliced through the Xuanming Shields, broke through the water, and slashed straight at him.
His face paled; he now understood Bei Bei's eyes—she was genuinely afraid he would die!
The referee's pupils constricted sharply, and he lunged towards Xu Sanshi.
These wind blades were incredibly fast and sharp.
In the blink of an eye.
He truly hadn't expected a battle between two Soul Masters to reach this level!
What kind of monsters were they?!
The referee glanced at Su Wen, who remained calmly standing in place, his sleeves untouched, and his lips twitched involuntarily.
At the same time, the nearly four-meter-tall Hurricane moved.
Enormous yet not bulky, it moved as lightly as the wind.
It turned and was beside Xu Sanshi.
It shattered the shield beside him with a punch, then grabbed him by the collar and pulled him out of attack range before the wind blades arrived.
The wind blades weren't boomerangs or similar objects that could be freely controlled by the caster; they were unpredictable damage-dealing skills.
That's why Su Wen was alerted before release.
The hurricane loosened its grip on Xu Sanshi's collar, tossing him down.
With a landing on his feet,
Xu Sanshi staggered a few steps due to his weak legs.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Several cyan wind blades struck the energy shield with explosive sounds.
The referee stood frozen, staring in disbelief at the scene.
An eerie silence fell over the entire arena…
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