The Glory of the Sun and Moon in the Peerless Tang Sect

"Shrek Academy vs. Silvers Academy Individual Elimination Match, Shrek Academy's Yu Tianhuang wins the second match!"

The entire audience erupted in applause and cheers.

In both matches, Yu Tianhuang only used his third soul skill once. In the second match against Gu Fengli, although it seemed to last quite a while, it was clear to everyone that it was an absolute crushing defeat.

As expected of Shrek Academy, the number one academy on the mainland.

The teacher leading the team from Silvers Academy looked at Xu Zihuang, who was standing in the center of the competition stage, with a complicated expression.

He still doesn't know if it was the right choice to let the Sylvester Academy team participate.

His original intention was to allow his students to discover their own shortcomings in the process of fighting against Shrek Academy team members, but two consecutive matches only severely damaged his students' confidence.

Overcoming their psychological shadows can certainly benefit their future development. However, it's also possible that they might become completely discouraged and give up.

Shrek Academy was indeed far more powerful than he had imagined.

Just as the teacher leading the Sylvester Academy team was in a dilemma, a tall, thin young man came to his side and said in a deep voice, "Teacher Yi, let me go. If I also lose, then Sylvester Academy will forfeit this round of the competition."

Upon hearing the tall, thin young man's words, not only the teacher in charge, but also Gu Fengli, who had just lost to Xu Zihuang, and the other five team members all looked at him with surprise.

They had already considered the consequences of defeat before the battle even began.

Their captain has always been very proud, so it's hard to imagine that such a sentence would come from his mouth.

The teacher in charge of the team from Silvers Academy knew his student's personality very well, so he simply patted him hard on the shoulder with his right hand as a reminder.

"Wu Shang, don't push yourself too hard. You are now the captain of our Sylvester Academy team."

“Teacher Yi, I understand.” The slender young man immediately grasped the intention of the teacher leading the team from Silvers Academy.

As the team captain, his primary consideration must be the overall gains and losses of the team, and he cannot be swayed by his own emotions.

After saying that, he stepped onto the competition stage.

At this moment, Xu Zihuang also turned his gaze to the tall, thin young man opposite him.

The tall, thin young man had long, jet-black hair and a straight posture, but his expression was somewhat gloomy, and his dark eyes gave people a sinister feeling.

His face was solemn, and he bowed deeply to Xu Zihuang with a burning gaze.

"Silvis Academy, Yang Wushang."

"I know you are very strong. As the captain of the Sylvester Academy team, I would like to have a fair fight with you. If you beat me, the rest of the competition will be over. Sylvester Academy will concede defeat. I hope you will give it your all when you face me."

"Whether I use my full strength or not is not up to me, but up to you," Xu Zihuang replied calmly, his indifferent golden eyes revealing no emotion.

Yang Wushang narrowed his eyes slightly, but after a moment of contemplation, he regained his composure.

The referee had now positioned himself between the two players.

"Both sides retreat."

Xu Zihuang and Yang Wushang, their gazes meeting in mid-air, slowly retreated. Xu Zihuang maintained his calm and composed expression, while Yang Wushang's eyes began to sharpen, radiating an imposing and piercing aura.

Although the audience couldn't know what the two were talking about because of the soul guide shield, they could vaguely sense the tense atmosphere between them.

The audience's emotions were once again pushed to a climax.

When Yang Wushang appears, a host will introduce him using a megaphone. Yang Wushang, the captain of Sylvester Academy, is undoubtedly the absolute core member.

This duel was essentially the climax of this round of individual elimination matches. How could the audience not be excited?

The referee glanced at Xu Zihuang and Yang Wushang before shouting.

"start!"

Yang Wushang's gaze sharpened, and a dark light began to shine on his right hand.

What appeared in his hand was a spear twelve feet long.

The spear was entirely black, gleaming with a chilling luster. Its shaft was eight feet long, and its broad tip was a staggering four feet long. Two yellow and two purple spirit rings, four perfectly matched spirit rings, appeared simultaneously on the spear, shimmering and radiating an incomparably dazzling light around the twelve-foot-long spear.

"The spear is named Soul Breaker." Yang Wushang's gaze was cold as he flicked the spear tip forward. The instant the spear tip pointed directly at Xu Zihuang, his entire being seemed to merge with the spear. The sudden surge of power he unleashed even subtly overshadowed Xu Zihuang.

How could Silvers Academy, whose overall strength is in the lower middle of all participating academy teams, not have some strength to lead them out of the encirclement and into the round-robin stage?

Yang Wushang is only nineteen years old this year, yet his soul power has already reached level forty-nine. If he can participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Battle Tournament when he turns twenty, he will definitely be able to break through to the Soul King realm.

Moreover, the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand is no ordinary weapon spirit; it is the direct descendant of the Soul-Breaking Clan, one of the four major affiliated clans of the Clear Sky Sect ten thousand years ago. It is a top-tier weapon spirit.

With a spear in hand, the sharp aura emanating from Yang Wushang's body was even stronger than that of Shen Ce, the captain of the Thousand Spirits Advanced Soul Master Academy team.

It should be noted that Shen Ce is a level 53 Soul King, while Yang Wushang is only a Soul Master.

This is the difference between the quality of martial souls.

Without a doubt, if they were both Soul Kings, Shen Ce would have absolutely no chance against Yang Wushang.

"The Soul-Shattering Spear?" Xu Zihuang's eyes flickered, but there was no trace of fear in them.

His second spirit ring shone brightly, and a crystal spear, a perfect replica of the Soul-Breaking Spear, appeared out of thin air in his right hand.

Yang Wushang immediately recalled the scene two days ago when Yu Tianhuang crushed Shen Ce. On that day, each participating team would draw lots to determine their opponents in the knockout stage. He also witnessed Xu Zihuang crushing the entire Qianling Advanced Soul Master Academy team by defeating seven opponents.

However, confident in his own martial spirit, he didn't think he would follow in Shen Ce's footsteps.

The spear, forged using soul skills, is merely a shell of its former self.

Yang Wushang raised his right hand, his body moving with the spear, without any unnecessary movements, and thrust it straight at Xu Zihuang's chest.

The first spirit ring on the gun lit up, and a burst of explosive energy suddenly erupted from his body, causing his aura to surge once again.

"First Soul Skill, Tremor!"

Xu Zihuang tucked the dark red crystal spear behind his back with his right hand, and his black ten-thousand-year soul ring lit up at that moment.

"Shake." A soft murmur rang out, and he also made a thrusting motion with the tip of his spear.

Before the tips of Xu Zihuang's dark red crystal spear and Yang Wushang's black Soul-Breaking Spear even made contact, two violent bursts of energy began to collide.

Although both men were thrusting forward with all their might, they could not touch each other. It was as if the tips of their spears were separated by an invisible layer of matter.

The air between the spear tips rippled like water. The spears in their hands began to tremble.

The collision lasted for a full three seconds. Yang Wushang's internal energy surged, his right arm went numb, and he stumbled back more than ten steps.

In this clash, he was undoubtedly at a disadvantage and suffered considerable internal injuries.

Xu Zihuang's crystal spear, formed from his soul power, is certainly no match for Yang Wushang's Soul-Breaking Spear, but the difference in the years the two have spent using their soul skills is also difficult to overcome.

One is a hundred-year soul skill, the other is a ten-thousand-year soul skill. It's obvious which one is superior.

Moreover, in terms of total soul power and foundation, Xu Zihuang is superior to Yang Wushang.

With gritted teeth, Yang Wushang's second spirit ring on his spear shone brightly, and a layer of black light emanated from the spear tip.

"Second Soul Skill, Explode!"

Another shot was thrust at Xu Zihuang.

"Explode." Xu Zihuang calmly met Yang Wushang's gaze, and his fourth soul skill imprint once again replicated Yang Wushang's second soul skill.

"Boom—" This time, the tips of the two spears finally collided, producing a series of violent explosions.

The surging air caused their long hair to flutter wildly.

Xu Zihuang stood firm and unmoved, while Yang Wushang staggered.

The strength of a weapon spirit does indeed change as a soul master's cultivation level increases. However, Yang Wushang himself is currently only at the Soul Master level. No matter how high the quality of his Soul-Breaking Spear weapon spirit is, it is still limited compared to the crystal spear in Xu Zihuang's hands. At least it is insufficient to bridge the gap between a ten-thousand-year soul skill and a hundred-year soul skill.

It is not uncommon for a weapon spirit to shatter.

A mouthful of blood spurted from Yang Wushang's mouth. His mind wavered, he almost roared as he activated his third soul skill.

"Third Soul Skill, Shatter!"

A ring of black flames rose from his body, completely blackening the Soul-Shattering Spear. The black flames spread and flowed into the spear, instantly adding a three-foot-long flaming spearhead to its tip.

He stomped his left foot on the ground, his body skimming the ground as he launched a charge at Xu Zihuang.

But what happened next completely threw Yang Wushang off balance.

Xu Zihuang once again imprinted his third soul skill, but the flames overflowing from the tip of the dark red crystal spear were not black, but dark red.

Two Soul-Shattering Spears of different colors collided in mid-air. The destructive force of the collision caused fine lines to appear on the marble floor beneath their feet.

After a brief stalemate, the dark red color instantly obscured the black.

Then, with a loud crash, the Soul-Shattering Spear flew out of Yang Wushang's hand.

Xu Zihuang, on the other hand, changed the trajectory of his crystal spear, thrusting it deep into the marble floor.

A hole more than three meters in diameter suddenly appeared on the ground in front of Xu Zihuang. But strangely, no marble floor fragments or debris were left behind, as if the matter had vanished into thin air.

From the start to the end of the battle, Xu Zihuang and Yang Wushang each only fired three thrusts. But the ferocity and power of each strike left the audience breathless.

Yang Wushang stared blankly at the cracked tiger's mouths on his hands, and said with a sigh, "I lost, and I admit defeat wholeheartedly. Our Silvers Academy concedes defeat."

Chapter 168 Noumenon Sect

Yang Wushang lost, not only in this one-on-one duel with Xu Zihuang, but also in his own heart.

From the moment Xu Zihuang first imprinted his soul skill and suppressed him, his unwavering belief began to waver. Xu Zihuang's subsequent imprinting of three more of his soul skills made him hesitate slightly when he finally used his third soul skill to clash with Xu Zihuang.

For a focused, offensive weapon spirit master like him, momentum is an extremely important element. When his conviction begins to waver, the bond between himself and his weapon spirit will no longer be perfect.

If he had been able to deliver that decisive and desperate thrust, even if he had lost, he wouldn't be in such a sorry state now.

The soul-guided shield outside the arena was removed, and the shocked referee withdrew his gaze from the two, composed himself, and then raised his voice to shout.

"Since the Silvers Academy team voluntarily conceded defeat, Shrek Academy will win the first round of the round-robin tournament against Silvers Academy!"

Cheers erupted after the referee's announcement.

Although Xu Zihuang only faced three opponents in this round of one-on-one elimination matches against Sylvester Academy, everyone could see that these three were already Sylvester Academy's strongest players.

In the first round against Li Yue, he kicked him off the stage.

In the second round against Gu Fengli, he dominated from start to finish. He didn't even use his soul skills, winning solely with a level four melee soul tool.

However, what really got the audience excited was the third round of the competition.

The vast majority of the audience were ordinary people, and it was difficult for them to discern the intricacies of the first two matches. For them, the simplified, head-to-head clash of soul skills in the third match was far more intuitive.

The rest area of ​​the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy was completely silent.