Huo Yuhao from The Peerless Tang Sect is incredibly talented.

The fight between Chen Zifeng and Wang Yanfeng did not damage the ring, so the third match quickly began.

Vina stood on the ring, her hands behind her back, swaying her body listlessly, her toes lightly touching the ground.

Opposite them, Ling Luochen from Shrek Academy was already in position. Her long, ice-blue hair cascaded down to her waist, and her face was as cold and aloof as frost.

"Body Sect, Vina, Martial Soul, Body."

"Shrek Academy, Ling Luochen, Martial Soul: Ice Element."

Both sides registered their names, and then the battle began. Ling Luochen began to probe, and the first spirit ring lit up—yellow, a hundred-year spirit ring, ice spikes.

With a slight press of her right hand, her fingertips emitted an icy blue luster, and water molecules in the air quickly condensed, instantly forming twelve three-foot-long ice spikes around her, each gleaming with a chilling light.

"go."

The ice spikes pierced the air at incredible speed, accompanied by a piercing shriek.

The twelve ice spikes did not come straight at Vina, but blocked all of her dodging routes from different angles—three in front to her throat, two on each side to block her side dodges, two above her head to block her jumps, and the remaining three to attack her legs from below.

Vina tilted her head to the left, sidestepping the three ice spikes in front of her. With a casual flick of her right hand, she swatted away two ice spikes coming from the side, as if shooing away flies. She then raised and lowered her left foot, crushing an ice spike that had drilled up from the ground.

The remaining few flew past her side, over her head, and beside her legs, without touching the hem of her clothes.

His movements were as casual as if he were taking a walk after a meal.

Having fought many high-level matches, dodging attacks is a piece of cake. After all, the monsters Huo Yuhao created are soul-type, dealing incredibly high damage, so you can't afford to be unable to dodge.

"That's it?" Vina tilted her head, her expression and tone sincere, every word so sincere it made you want to punch her. "Sister, could you please put in a little more effort?"

This is provocation! She's provoking us! Ling Luochen frowned slightly, a little angry.

The second set of spirit rings lit up—yellow and purple, both spirit rings flashing simultaneously.

Yellow represents increased control over elements, while purple represents turning snow into frost.

She drew a circle in front of her with both hands, and the temperature in the air dropped sharply. A layer of white frost quickly formed on the arena floor and spread towards Vina's feet.

Frost

This move has an extremely wide coverage area, and cannot be dodged by movement techniques alone. Wherever the white frost passes, the chilling aura is like a bone-deep infection, suppressing the speed of soul power circulation and slowing down the enemy.

Vina finally got a little serious, or rather, she thought she got a little serious.

Having witnessed the previous battles and briefly clashed with Ling Luochen, Vina now saw the once noble Shrek Academy as nothing more than trash.

She gently stepped down with her right foot, and a transparent mental energy shield unfolded around her, keeping the spreading white frost at bay.

When the frost encountered the mental energy shield, it was like water meeting oil, automatically splitting to both sides, leaving a clean circular area of ​​ground beneath her feet.

"Sister, you play with ice?" Vina nodded thoughtfully, then her eyes lit up as if she had thought of some interesting toy. "Then I'll show you what ice is."

That's a strange statement. What do you mean, "Let me see what ice is"? What, do you think you're the ultimate ice?

Before Ling Luochen could react, Vina had already made her move.

A surge of spiritual power erupted from Vina's body—a vast, overwhelming, tidal wave of spiritual power.

Upon sensing this spiritual power, Yan Shaozhe's expression changed drastically. Spiritual power at the Soul Saint level?

Vina extended her right hand, spread her fingers, and gently shook hands with Ling Luochen.

"Give it to me." The two words came out of Vina's mouth so lightly, as if she were borrowing a hair clip from her best friend.

But the effect was by no means mild, and Ling Luochen's expression changed drastically.

She can no longer sense the ice element; it's not that she was interrupted or suppressed, it's that she simply can't feel it.

The docile ice elements that floated around her and were closely connected to her martial soul all vanished from her perception range in an instant, as if an invisible hand had grabbed all the ice elements and forcibly snatched them from her grasp.

All the ice elements on the arena—the ice spikes and fragments Ling Luochen had just released, the frost on the ground, and the frost crystals formed from the condensation of free water molecules in the air—all surged toward Vina.

"Control over the ice element?" Vina looked up at the dumbfounded Ling Luochen, smiled, revealing two small tiger teeth, "Sister, haven't you forgotten something?"

"Ice element is unclaimed; whoever has the stronger mental power can seize it and use it."

It's simple, crude, and unreasonable, but extremely effective—that's the truth.

One of the biggest weaknesses of elemental martial souls is that you can only attract and control elements more easily, not that the elements are your pets.

When the opponent's mental power overwhelms you, you can't even retain a single element.

Is there a way to avoid consuming mental energy?

Yes, that depends on your friendliness.

Those with high affinity will even have the elemental forces of heaven and earth actively help them fight their enemies.

Ling Luochen gritted his teeth, and the spirit rings behind him began to flash continuously, trying to re-condense ice elements. Unfortunately, under Vina's mental power, there was no ice element left.

Vina placed her left hand behind her back and slightly raised the fingertips of her right hand. Dozens of sharp ice needles appeared around her, hovering in the air, all pointing at Ling Luochen.

"Here you go."

Dozens of ice needles were fired simultaneously.

Ling Luochen hastily deployed a defense, only able to construct an ice wall using his own soul power.

The ice needle pierced through the ice wall as easily as passing through a piece of paper, and continued flying towards Ling Luochen, stopping abruptly half an inch away from her body.

Hover.

Dozens of ice needles hovered over vital points on Ling Luochen's body, including his throat, heart, brow, and dantian. The needle tips trembled slightly, and the cold air seeped into his skin through the needle tips. Ling Luochen could even feel his blood flow slowing down.

Ling Luochen fainted.

As the ice needle shot out, Vina's mental attack had already silently pierced out. There was no powerful mental shockwave, no deafening soul scream; she simply condensed the mental power gathered deep within her pupils into a single needle.

It pierced into Ling Luochen's sea of ​​consciousness.

Ling Luochen felt a muffled thud in her mind, her consciousness violently trembled, and everything went black before her eyes. All her senses were severed in an instant. Before she could even react, her body had lost all support.

Ling Luochen closed his eyes, his body slumped backward like a puppet with its strings cut.

Vina caught her before she fell to the ground.

Vina put one arm around Ling Luochen's waist and waved the other towards the audience, grinning as she said to referee Yan Shaozhe, "She's fainted."

Yan Shaozhe's head was already spinning. Ten percent of my resources! It hurt, it hurt so much.

Although Yan Shaozhe had anticipated losing one or two matches, he still found it hard to accept the actual defeat.

Also, this isn't how Soul Master battles work. How could you just instantly kill us? Shouldn't you have suppressed our players first, but our players fought back desperately, and the battle was at a stalemate? You got impatient and careless.

Meanwhile, our player thought of Shrek's Glory and his comrades, and then, taking advantage of your unpreparedness, blasted you out of the ring and secured the victory.

Finally, should I declare Shrek the victor and then collapse from exhaustion? I refuse to accept that!

Although Yan Shaozhe was extremely unwilling, he announced Vina's victory in front of everyone.

"Vina of the Body Sect wins."