Chapter 111 Champion

On the stands, Emperor Xueye slowly loosened his grip on the throne, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

Salas, the Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall, who was standing to the side, had a face so gloomy it could drip water.

He hadn't expected that this suddenly appearing Soul Sect would have such strength.

What a mistake!

On the other side, Ning Fengzhi's lips twitched slightly, his expression solemn, as if he were confirming something.

On the stage, Jin Feng, who was already burly, grew nearly half a meter taller and his shoulders doubled in width compared to before.

His hands became thick and strong, with prominent knuckles.

Beneath its dark golden fur lie muscles that resemble coiled dragons, making it look like a dark golden bear walking upright.

Each breath he took carried a deep roar, the arena trembled slightly beneath his feet, and a fierce aura swept over them.

"Lin Yang".

Jin Feng's voice, which sounded like a low growl, rang out, and the way he looked at Lin Yang completely changed.

"I admit I underestimated you, but I won't lose!"

Lin Yang chuckled lightly: "I'll give you those words too."

F

boom!

Jin Feng stomped his right foot hard on the ground, the arena trembled, and his first and second spirit rings flashed suddenly.

"Second Soul Skill, Dark Gold Armor!"

"First Soul Skill, Dark Gold Charge!"

He charged forward like a giant cannonball, moving at a speed that was completely unlike what one would expect from a bear-type martial soul.

Lin Yang sidestepped and lightly touched the ground, easily dodging the attack.

boom!

The golden wind slammed down, shattering the stone slabs on the arena, sending fragments flying and creating a crater half a meter deep.

"Third Soul Skill, Earth-Shaking Roar!"

Jin Feng opened its mouth and let out a deafening roar.

The sound waves spread out at a visible speed, causing the entire arena to shake violently.

At this moment, Lin Yang felt a shock to his mind. This sonic attack actually included a mental attack as well.

However, this level of attack was completely ineffective against him.

Clang!

With a soft hum, the long sword was drawn.

Lin Yang swung his sword forward, and a condensed blade of light cleaved through the sound wave, its momentum undiminished as it hurtled toward Jin Feng.

Jin Feng was taken aback. The mental attack hadn't worked?

However, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and he neither dodged nor avoided the sharp blade.

His dark gold armor increases his defense and strength by fifty percent, and the dark gold bear is inherently good at defense.

He was confident that he could withstand the blow.

Swish!

A flash of blood, and a bloody gash appeared on Jin Feng's chest, with bright red blood slowly flowing down.

However, he endured the pain and laughed loudly, slamming his thick arms heavily onto the ground.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Earth Shattering and Mountain Collapse!"

The entire arena exploded, scattering debris and leaving numerous cracks.

A terrifying shockwave surged from the ground, attempting to blast Lin Yang into the air.

This is a follow-up control skill similar to Ma Hongjun's "Phoenix Roaring Strike".

But what happened next was completely unexpected by Jin Feng.

Lin Yang stomped his foot heavily on the ground, and the shockwave that had been like a volcanic eruption instantly subsided, and the trembling arena fell silent.

A dud?

Jin Feng's expression changed, and he looked at Lin Yang with extreme fear.

He actually shattered his fourth soul skill with a single kick?

It wouldn't be accurate to say it shattered, because the energy concentration was far too obvious.

Under the clear light of the world, Lin Yang immediately saw through the weakness of this soul skill.

Once the energy convergence node is destroyed, no matter how powerful your soul skill is, it will be rendered useless.

Lin Yang looked at Jin Feng: "Any other tricks up your sleeve?"

Jin Feng gritted his teeth and suddenly leaped up.

The black spirit ring on his body suddenly flashed with a deep, eerie light.

Fifth Soul Skill: Dark Gold Meteor!

He clasped his hands together, and endless dark golden light gathered in his hands, condensing into a meteorite-like phantom. He pressed down with both hands, and the meteorite phantom, carrying earth-shattering power, roared and crashed towards Lin Yang.

This move is his strongest killing move. It should have been combined with the restriction skill of his fourth soul skill to maximize its destructive power.

However, faced with such a terrifying attack, Lin Yang did not dodge. Instead, he raised his sword, the blade flashed, and he quickly slashed forward twice.

Breath of the Sun, Form Twelve: Flame Dance!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a cross-shaped crimson blade of light that swept across the dark gold meteorite like a hot knife through butter.

Then-

The meteorite has cracked open!

It didn't dissipate, it didn't explode; it was like a watermelon that had been cut open, neatly divided into four pieces.

The shattered meteorite swept past Lin Yang and crashed heavily onto the arena, creating four more large craters in the already dilapidated stage.

Jin Feng froze completely, still in the downward slamming posture.

When he landed back on the ground, he looked up at Lin Yang with a complicated expression, "How much of your strength did you use?"

Lin Yang sheathed his sword and calmly looked at him: "Guess?"

Jin Feng remained silent for a moment, the resentment on his face slowly fading, replaced by a bitter smile. "I admit defeat!"

After saying that, Jin Feng turned around and walked downstairs, his back view looking somewhat disheveled.

But no one was paying attention to him anymore.

When Jin Feng uttered the words "I admit defeat," the entire stadium erupted in thunderous cheers once again.

Thunderous applause!

In the audience, Xiao Wu jumped up excitedly and punched the air: "We won!"

Dugu Yan chuckled lightly and said naturally, "Isn't this what should be done?"

Ye Leng Leng remained silent, her gaze fixed on Lin Yang for a very long time...

On the highest platform, Emperor Xueye slowly stood up and clapped vigorously.

Ning Fengzhi also stood up, his gaze falling on Lin Yang, his eyes filled with amazement.

Only the Platinum Bishop Salas glanced at Lin Yang with a sinister look, snorted coldly, and turned away.

Immediately, Emperor Xueye, under the watchful eyes of everyone, loudly announced the final result of the competition: "I hereby declare that in the final round of the Pan-Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, Team One of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy has emerged victorious!"

The audience erupted in applause and cheers.

At this moment, the referee shouted, "Representative of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy team, please come forward to receive the championship prize!"

The seven members of the original Tian Dou team all turned their attention to Lin Yang. "Boss Lin, go up there. This honor should rightfully belong to you!"

Zhao Yu's tone was very sincere; he was completely convinced by Lin Yang.

If it weren't for Lin Yang, they definitely wouldn't be qualified to stand here now.

The others nodded in agreement.

Although they longed for that soul bone, they also knew that there were some things they couldn't touch.

Lin Yang didn't stand on ceremony and stepped forward directly to Emperor Xue Ye, bowing slightly, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"

Then, Emperor Xueye personally handed the tray containing the soul bone to Lin Yang, his voice steady, "Lin Yang, you deserve it!"

"Your Majesty flatters me!"

"Rest assured, the Empire will not forget the contributions of others; they will receive the rewards they deserve."

Lin Yang's mind raced: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

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