Douro Continent

Chapter 319 The Elephant Armor Sect's Complete Victory in One Minute (Part 1)

The five offensive-type Soul Masters from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's second team crashed directly into the solid Blue Silver Cage, leaving them dazed and disoriented. Their sheer force of motion was insufficient to break through the cage. The control-type Soul Master and the support-type woman behind them were firmly pinned to their positions. Tang San, through skillful manipulation, had effectively blocked their vision with the Blue Silver Cage. While this Soul Skill couldn't prevent them from unleashing their own abilities, how could they support their teammates with their vision impaired?

The five members of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy who were charging forward crashed into the Blue Silver Cage, and their momentum naturally stopped. At this moment, the charge of Dai Mubai and his two companions was at its peak.

The five blue-silver cages appeared for only a moment, blocking the charge of the five offensive-type Soul Masters before vanishing in an instant. However, black blue-silver grass swept up from beneath their feet, instantly binding them. In the seamless transition and switching of skills, Tang San left his opponents no chance to retaliate.

"White Tiger Meteor Shower!" Dai Mubai roared, and all the tiger stripes on his powerful body turned golden. With a roar, golden light burst forth, and countless fist-sized golden orbs of light instantly locked onto his opponent and bombarded him from the center.

Taking advantage of an opponent struggling within the Blue Silver Grass, Talon grabbed the grass binding him, lifted him high, and slammed him heavily to the ground. Huang Yuan, on the other hand, used his opponent as a punching bag, unleashing a barrage of attacks like a storm.

Are Blue Silver Grasses so easy to break free from? Having been nourished by four spirit rings, including a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, the Blue Silver Grass has reached an incredibly formidable level of resilience. Its inherent toxins are rapidly injected into the bodies of these spirit masters, who are generally around level thirty-five, through its sharp thorns. Having been entangled by Tang San first, their attempts to escape are undoubtedly a pipe dream.

Control-type Soul Masters are inherently superior to most other types of Soul Masters. Tang San's Soul Power and Soul Skills were also superior to these opponents. Coupled with their initial daze, the outcome of this battle was already decided the moment the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around their bodies.

Xiao Wu and Jing Ling arrived at their chosen opponents. Jing Ling's target was the petite control-type Soul Master. While not as fast as Zhu Zhuqing, his speed as an agility-type Soul Master was still quite astonishing. His body swelled with the wind as he moved, transforming into a massive skeleton that looked terrifying. His two large hands became two bone blades. Upon reaching the control-type Soul Master, he immediately activated his third Soul Skill, Berserk.

Attack speed and attack power are both increased by fifty percent. The blue silver cage disappears at the right moment, and two bone blades create a whirlwind, slashing straight at the opponent's body.

The petite man's martial soul was originally a pair of rings, a weapon-type martial soul. His control mainly manifested in these rings, but using advanced soul skills required time. If a power-attack type soul master were to shield him from the enemy's attacks, that short time would be insignificant. However, when he himself was restrained by the Blue Silver Cage, his mind was already in disarray. At this point, there was no time to activate his soul skills. Helpless, he could only use his first and second soul skills to enhance the attributes of the rings and try to block them head-on.

A hundred-year-old soul skill versus a thousand-year-old soul skill—the outcome is a foregone conclusion.

Xiao Wu and Tang San's teamwork was undoubtedly the most seamless. When Xiao Wu was still five meters away from the female support-type Soul Master, Tang San had already retracted the Blue Silver Cage. He didn't even use Blue Silver Grass to entangle his opponent. After all, she was just a support-type Soul Master.

Teleportation, graceful movements, and a backbend. Xiao Wu's movements were as fluid as flowing water. In the face of the opponent's insults and abuse, her backbend was merciless. Her long legs wrapped around the opponent's neck, sending her sprawling backward.

A chorus of screams erupted almost simultaneously on the arena. The female support soul master was knocked unconscious halfway through her scream by Xiao Wu's graceful backflip. As for how many bones in her body were broken, only Xiao Wu, who had done the move, knew.

The Skeleton Soul Master Jing Ling was usually gloomy and sinister, but when he fought, he became extremely ruthless. With Tang San's cooperation, the attack power of an agility-type Soul Master was fully unleashed. His opponent's rings simply couldn't keep up with the speed of his attacks, and in no time, blood splattered all over his body as he collapsed to the ground screaming in agony. If it weren't for the rule against killing in the competition, his attacks would have been even more insidious, aiming directly for vital points.

As for the five offensive-type Soul Masters, their bodies were undoubtedly much stronger. However, they were facing three even stronger opponents.

Dai Mubai single-handedly took on three opponents. The outcome was already decided the moment his White Tiger Meteor Shower landed on them. Moreover, those three were entangled with Tang San's Blue Silver Grass. With a series of tiger paw strikes, screams, the sound of bones breaking, and blood splattering everywhere followed.

"Swiftness"—this simple word is a code among the Shrek Academy members, signifying an unleashed attack. A relentless, unrestrained attack. Through precise control, Tang San, though not actively participating in the attack, successfully fulfilled the responsibilities of a control-type Soul Master: controlling the battlefield, controlling the opponents, and allowing his teammates to showcase their full strength.

Originally, although there was a difference in strength between the two sides, it was only between Tang San and Dai Mubai, both Soul Masters, and not that significant. If it were a direct confrontation, Shrek Academy would win, but the battle would take a long time. However, Tang San didn't give his opponents a chance to breathe from the very beginning, unleashing his strongest Soul Skills on everyone. The explosive power generated in that instant left his opponents no time to react, and they were overwhelmed by his relentless barrage of attacks.

"Stop! We surrender!" Seeing the situation was turning against them, the team leader of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy's second team quickly threw out a white towel and rushed onto the stage to stop the Shrek Academy team from continuing the fight.

The referee was already stunned when the White Tiger Meteor Shower unleashed its dazzling golden light. Even in team battles at the Great Soul Arena, let alone inter-academy matches, such a brutal scene was rarely seen. Good heavens, were these really just a group of students?

At this moment, the 80,000 spectators in the entire Great Soul Arena were completely silent. If the Shrek Academy team members' clothes were the object of their ridicule before, then at this moment, those shit-green team uniforms looked so dazzling.

Without a doubt, this was indeed a match without any suspense, or rather, a one-sided massacre. The target of their annihilation was not Shrek Academy as they had assumed, but the second team of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, on whom they had placed their hopes and who symbolized the royal family of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Tang San's cold gaze swept across the audience, seemingly telling them with his eyes who the true powerhouse was. The Shrek Seven Devils silenced all insults with their overwhelming strength. Contempt and disdain had vanished. What remained was only shock and disbelief.

"Referee, I have a complaint. They're not playing a game, they're killing people. They've violated the rules of the game. I demand they be forfeited."

Seeing his teammates covered in blood, with broken bones and tendons, the teacher in charge of the Tiandou Royal Academy roared angrily at the referee.

The referee had now fully realized what was happening, and his stern gaze immediately fell upon the Shrek Academy team members.

Tang San smiled calmly and said, "Respected referee, I only have one question for you. Are they dead?"

The referee paused for a moment, then turned to look at the seven members of the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy's second team lying on the ground. Indeed, although these seven people were all seriously injured, they were still breathing and should not be dead.

Tang San pointed to Jiang Zhu behind him, "Our support-type Soul Master's ability is healing. She activated her Martial Soul from the very beginning, releasing her healing power. This healing power is enough to spread across the arena. It's not meant to heal us, but for them. If we really wanted to kill, would we heal our opponents? It seems they don't need our healing anymore, Senior Jiang Zhu, stop."

Tang San's voice was very loud. He deliberately used his soul power to spread his voice throughout the entire venue so that everyone could hear it.

To have one's own Soul Master heal the opponent from the very beginning—what blatant contempt! Yet Shrek Academy did indeed demonstrate the strength to utterly disregard their opponents.

The referee looked this way and then that, unsure of what to do. At that moment, two more referees rushed up, and the three conferred briefly before the referee on the platform announced loudly, "The first match of the first round of the preliminaries is a victory for Shrek Academy."

This was a complete victory in just one minute.

Boom! A massive murmur of discussion erupted from the audience. There were voices of doubt, exclamations of admiration, but mostly, shock. The formidable Second Team of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy had been utterly defeated by an unknown Soul Master team in a mere minute. The shock was immense.

Emperor Xueye stood up with a livid face, his gaze falling on the dazed Prince Xuexing. He snorted coldly and left in a huff.

Ning Zhiyuan followed Emperor Xueye out of the VIP section with a smile on his face, while the Platinum Bishop Salas remained seated, seemingly deep in thought.

(End of this chapter)