Huo Yuhao from The Peerless Tang Sect is incredibly talented.

After the Body Sect returned to the Body Sect through the spatial rift opened by its sect leader, Poison Undying.

As soon as Chen Lu landed, before he could even steady himself, he turned to stare at Long Aotian: "Aotian, just how strong is that Ma Xiaotao? What level of monster is her Phoenix Flame compared to in our special training?"

Long Aotian casually picked up the gourd from the table, unscrewed it, took a sip of saliva, swallowed, and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "It's far inferior to the special training." He placed the gourd on the stone table. "It's probably about the same intensity I had before the Young Sect Master's special training."

Upon hearing this, everyone except Wang Yanfeng, Chen Yu, and Gu Tong relaxed.

I thought Shrek Academy was incredibly strong? Turns out it's just like Long Aotian's strength before the young sect leader's special training.

It's just a roadside stall.

During the special training period, everyone was always afraid of Shrek Academy. After all, if they weren't strong, why would the young sect leader raise the intensity so high?

Now that the Shrek Academy's general level has been determined, everyone is under less pressure.

But soon, Huo Yuhao's voice rang out, "Classes will continue tonight."

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces fell.

"Young Sect Master, some of us have to fight tomorrow. Could you let us relax a bit?" Vina said in a strained voice, trying to bargain.

Unfortunately, Huo Yuhao remained unmoved, only replying, "The Sun Moon Empire will not stop its development just because the Heavenly Soul Empire's soul tools are outdated."

This shattered Vina's and everyone else's wish to rest.

The next day, at the entrance of Shrek Academy.

Today is the second match, between Wang Yanfeng and Chen Zifeng.

The battle began, with both sides still using their respective registration numbers.

"Body Sect, Wang Yanfeng, Martial Soul, Body."

"Shrek Academy, Chen Zifeng, Martial Soul: Soul Chasing Sword."

The battle begins.

At the referee's command, Chen Zifeng's longsword was already drawn.

Yellow, purple, black, the Five Rings Soul King.

In the blink of an eye, the arena was ablaze with silver light. Chen Zifeng's sword strikes were relentless, one after another, giving Wang Yanfeng no chance to catch his breath.

On the other hand, Wang Yanfeng activated his protective aura, but Chen Zifeng's Soul-Chasing Sword couldn't even break through it.

"Tch, a sword spirit? That's all? It's not even as good as the sword cultivator created by the young sect master."

Wang Yanfeng watched Chen Zifeng's actions, but after a long time he couldn't even break through his own protective energy. He muttered something to himself, and then activated his martial spirit and spirit rings.

The sword cultivator created by the young sect leader possessed such high attack power that the younger generation of the Body Sect tried to dodge his attacks after only a few attempts, as the damage was too great and even included soul damage.

In contrast, Chen Zifeng from Shrek Academy doesn't even qualify as a gua sha master; at least a gua sha master can break through the skin.

Chen Zifeng, a Soul King, couldn't even break through the protective aura of a three-ring Soul Venerable.

Three black spirit rings were revealed.

The challenge took place a few months before Huo Yuhao enrolled in the original timeline, and at least five years before the Soul Master Youth Tournament in Mingdu. Therefore, the younger generation of the Body Sect now has two fewer Soul Rings than when they appeared in Mingdu.

auditorium.

"Another ten-thousand-year spirit ring?"

"The Body Sect is terrifying indeed!"

"Is the Body Sect recruiting? I want to join!"

On the arena.

Chen Zifeng's Soul-Chasing Sword had already delivered countless strikes—thrusting, slicing, parrying, and chopping—the silver sword light weaving an impenetrable net around Wang Yanfeng.

Every sword strike was precise and cunning. Under normal circumstances, this continuous Soul-Chasing Sword Style, coupled with the interspersed soul skills, would be enough to kill opponents of the same or even higher level.

But facing this Soul Master from the Body Sect, Chen Zifeng felt immense pressure.

The opponent remained as steady as a mountain, without even using a single soul skill, and the soul rings behind him didn't even flash once.

Wang Yanfeng finally made a move.

The hand, enveloped in protective aura, slowly extended and directly grasped the Soul-Chasing Sword, which shone like light.

Wang Yanfeng's thumb and forefinger gripped the spine of the Soul-Chasing Sword.

Chen Zifeng's eyes widened. He tried to pull back, but the sword didn't budge. He increased his strength, gripping the hilt with both hands and pulling backward, channeling all his soul power into his wrists, his face instantly turning bright red. The sword still didn't move.

Chen Zifeng wanted to retrieve his martial spirit and then summon it again, but he found that he couldn't retrieve it at all.

This, how is this possible? He doesn't even have a soul skill!

Chen Zifeng was shocked and filled with disbelief.

The move used by Chen Lu is called the Stop the Spear Seal, which was taught by Huo Yuhao. It can prevent the opponent's weapon spirit from being retrieved for a short period of time.

At even higher levels, one can directly and forcibly seize the enemy's weapon spirit.

Wang Yanfeng remembered that during class, Huo Yuhao talked about his original intention in creating this secret technique.

Is this your weapon spirit? You're taking it? This item is destined for me, give it to me!

The "Soldier's Secret" of Shrouding the Heavens is a modified version of the Douluo Continent novel. To make it easier for beginners, Huo Yuhao divided the cultivation of the "Soldier's Secret" into three stages.

The initial stage, the Ceasefire Seal, prevents weapon spirit masters from retracting their spirits for a short period of time.

Intermediate level, Minotaur's Hand, allows you to convert an enemy's weapon spirit into your own for a short period of time.

Advanced, Bing Zi Mi, why did you use my weapon as your martial spirit?

Wang Yanfeng looked down at the sword he was holding between his fingers, then looked up at Chen Zifeng. A slight smirk appeared on his face. This? This is Shrek Academy?

Although he didn't say anything, Chen Zifeng could clearly see Wang Yanfeng's disdain.

The next moment, Chen Zifeng pulled his fingers, which were gripping the spine of the sword, back. The power traveled from his waist and hips to his right arm, from his right arm to his wrist, from his wrist to his two fingers, along the blade to the hilt, to Chen Zifeng's hands holding the sword, to his two arms, and to his entire body.

Chen Zifeng was like a bundle of straw caught on a hook, and Wang Yanfeng used his sword to forcibly pull him from his spot.

Another fist was already waiting for him. A straight punch, without any fancy moves or soul skill enhancement, it struck Chen Zifeng's abdomen from the waist in a very short straight line.

The speed was so fast that Chen Zifeng couldn't react at all.

Chen Zifeng closed his eyes in pain, his mouth opened, and he spat out some acidic fluid. He was forced to close his eyes and open his mouth by the powerful punch.

On the arena, only Chen Zifeng remained, curled up on the ground, panting with his mouth open and eyes closed. The Shrek students below the arena, who had been preparing to cheer for their senior Chen, stood there with their mouths open, unable to utter a single word.

Seeing that Chen Zifeng had lost his fighting ability, Yan Shaozhe took a deep breath. "It's just one match. Our Martial Soul Department can afford to lose. I don't believe that their Body Sect still has a Body Martial Soul."

After comforting himself, Yan Shaozhe raised his right hand, his mouth just opened, but no sound came out of his throat.

"I surrender."

Three words rang out from the center of the arena. Wang Yanfeng had already stepped off the stage, his back to Chen Zifeng curled up on the ground, his steps unwavering.

Yan Shaozhe's right hand froze in mid-air, his mouth still open, like a fish that had been slapped ashore. The entire room fell silent.

Yan Shaozhe's face was not good, as if he had swallowed a dead fly. He was very conflicted.

While rejoicing over these two victories, it seems that next year we won't have to reduce our resources by 20% to the Soul Guidance Department, which is a pleasant surprise for the stingy Yan Shaozhe.

However, the fact that Shrek won in such an undignified manner might lead others to speculate that the members of the Body Sect were not in good condition and voluntarily conceded defeat to save face.

This excuse might fool others, but in Yan Shaozhe's perception as a Super Douluo, the members of the Body Sect who left the arena were all full of energy and had abundant soul power; how could they be in poor condition?

This victory was so ugly; it wasn't a win at all, it was clearly the Body Sect giving Shrek a free win.

Outrageous!