First Soul Skill, Reflection, overloaded power.
A flash of fiery ferocity flickered in An Zhen's crimson-gold vertical pupils. spirit power surged like a tide into the Fire Dragon King imprint in the Virtual World. Golden sunlight illuminated the illusory dragon scales, and the colossal flaming dragon, circling above the competition arena, revealed its true form.
"Roar!"
A dragon's roar, full of ferocity, echoed, as if a monarch was unleashing his wrath. Extreme Fire continuously emerged from the void onto the arena. In the air, on the ground, except for the areas where the seven Divine Eagle Academy members lay sprawled, the vast space seemed to have transformed into a sea of flames, presenting an ultimate visual spectacle.
"Bang!"
A crisp metallic sound rang out. Under countless shocked gazes, more than a dozen pillar-shaped defensive spirit tools were directly sent flying by the continuously crashing dragon flames. Everything happened too quickly. The formation, composed of one hundred and eight defensive spirit tools, was breached in one corner, causing the entire formation to collapse. A six-ringed ordinary Spirit Emperor, who was maintaining the defensive spirit tools, was affected by the powerful dragon might, his Spirit injured, and he collapsed directly. Supported by immense spirit power, the towering dragon might and scorching flames could no longer be contained within the competition arena, soaring skyward.
In an instant, the might of the Fire Dragon King spread outwards from the center of the arena. Seeing that the situation was somewhat out of control, the Spirit Masters quickly activated their Spirits, resisting the overwhelming fiery dragon might. Beast Spirit Masters who were closer were directly terrified by this dreadful dragon might and fell to the ground. It was a fear from the deepest part of their hearts, an unconquerable natural enemy.
"Buzz buzz buzz~"
Panic and fear spread among the spectators. Although they were relatively far away, what they felt was less than a drop in the bucket compared to the center of the arena. However, most of them were not capable Spirit Masters, and some even fainted from fright. If not for the Spirit Master guard responsible for maintaining order, chaos would have already erupted.
"Fools."
Xu Jiawei couldn't help but curse, not at An Zhen, but at the Star Luo Empire officials who still hadn't reacted. The battle had already affected the audience; were they waiting for all one hundred and eight defensive spirit tools to collapse?
The next moment, as several figures, shining with eight or even nine spirit rings, flew out from the crowd and jointly released a powerful spirit power shield to envelop the competition arena, Xu Jiawei's expression finally improved slightly.
"You two must be amused."
But at this moment, even Mirror Hongchen didn't use this incident to mock the Star Luo Empire's spirit tools. Like Xu Jiawei and Ning Yunzhi, the three of them stared intently at the figure in the competition arena, who resembled a monarch of fire and dragons.
The formation constructed from one hundred and eight defensive spirit tools was broken by a four-ringed Spirit Ancestor.
Unbelievable.
"Extreme Fire, terrifying dragon might."
Ning Yunzhi murmured softly. It was somewhat similar to the Spirit that Wu Feng had previously displayed, named "Flaming Sacred Dragon," but far more powerful than the Flaming Sacred Dragon.
Ning Yunzhi: Tian'er truly has good taste. Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and An Zhen, we've won big.
Mirror Hongchen: As expected of my grandson.
Xu Jiawei: I wonder if we can win him over, preferably to leave behind some seeds.
The three old foxes, each with their own thoughts, exchanged glances, a false smile on their faces.
Inside the battle arena.
"Are you not surrendering?"
The monarch, enveloped in Extreme Fire, spoke softly.
There are many ways to end a match: either all opponents are unconscious and unable to fight, or they fall outside the arena, or the referee deems them unable to withstand the attack and saves them, or they surrender.
However, the first three would require him to act personally, and in his current state, one misstep could mean death or permanent injury. They had no major enmity, and An Zhen didn't want to ruin someone's life.
"Ugh…"
The seven members of the Divine Eagle Academy team lay leaning against each other on the ground. Several of the weaker ones had already fainted, and the remaining few were in very poor condition. The scorching heat had almost soaked their clothes with sweat, and the terrifying dragon might pressed upon their minds, leaving them limp. In their current state, even speaking a single word was extremely difficult.
"Surrender! We surrender!"
The Divine Eagle Academy team leader reacted and shouted from outside the arena.
"Divine Eagle Advanced Academy surrenders, Shrek Academy representative team wins." The referee announced the already clear result.
"Phew~"
Putting away the Extreme Fire on the arena, An Zhen dispersed the power of the Fire Dragon King. The handsome black-haired youth landed on the stage, his gentle smile, which made people feel very approachable, completely devoid of the previous fiery dragon king's ferocity.
Aside from the sounds of rescuing the Divine Eagle Academy team members, the entire venue was silent. Countless gazes watched the gentle youth walk off the stage, a trace of fear still lingering in their eyes. That terrifying dragon might had truly frightened them.
"Shoddy work? A problem in the very first match."
Seeing a metal pillar blocking his way, one of the defensive spirit tools that had maintained the arena, An Zhen complained.
A regular Spirit Emperor who had just been responsible for maintaining the defensive spirit tools twitched inside upon hearing this.
What the hell shoddy work?
In previous sessions, there was never such a monstrous guy like you.
"Wow!"
As if finally reacting, enthusiastic cheers erupted from the audience. Most creatures admire strength, and that terrifying flaming giant dragon was the epitome of violent aesthetics.
"Perfect!"
Wang Yan was happy, not expecting An Zhen to go all out and create such a shocking scene, a crushing victory.
Some rejoiced, others despaired.
The other academy teams were silent as if dead. That figure, like a monarch of flames, weighed heavily on their hearts like a great mountain. They were closer and had truly felt that terrifying dragon might and scorching flames. Especially the Beast Spirit Masters, who now barely had the courage to face An Zhen.
"Brother."
Meng Hongchen gazed at An Zhen's figure until he left her sight. The girl was very happy; An Zhen's strength made her happier than her own strength. "Do you still have confidence?"
Laughing Hongchen: …
Meng, Xiao Zhen is our enemy now!
Laughing Hongchen sighed, holding his forehead with one hand.
"This person's attack is very powerful. Once he launches such an offensive, even if we have an invincible shield, the outcome is hard to say." Ma Rulong, the burly captain of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy team, was under great pressure now. This was only with one opponent. Although he was reluctant to believe that there were other such monsters among the opponent's teammates, what if there were? Even if not, the strength of the Shrek Inner Courtyard disciples should not be underestimated. "Perhaps the opponent's defense is slightly weaker. If we can focus fire on him immediately upon engagement, combined with an invincible shield, there's still a chance."
"What if their defense is as strong as their offense!" Meng Hongchen retorted.
Ma Rulong's eyes lit up. He couldn't command this brother-sister pair in the team at all. Previously, they had completely looked down on the other academies. Now that Meng Hongchen was finally taking this person seriously, he suddenly felt the team was a bit easier to lead. "That's right, we can't overlook that possibility. We need to prepare more plans."
"Mmm hmm." Meng Hongchen nodded in satisfaction. Her An Zhen brother was just that powerful.
Laughing Hongchen felt that the two of them were not on the same wavelength; the meaning of their words was not the same.
…
"Ridiculous."
Xu Jiujiu lightly massaged her temples.
Xu Jiujiu, who always felt everything was under control, was very troubled now.
How did such a monster suddenly appear in this session!
A disciple of the Dragon God Douluo. She knew the strength of the formation composed of those one hundred and eight defensive spirit tools. The breaking of the formation was partly due to the terrifying dragon might's spiritual deterrence, but the flames had probably already reached the Spirit Saint level, or perhaps the Extreme Fire of a high-level Spirit Emperor. Yet, this was just one ball of fire. With such a massive sea of flames, how much spirit power did this guy have!
Although the Shrek Academy team only had three main team members this time, and two of them were injured, one of them seemed to have already recovered, and the remaining Dai Yueheng was estimated to recover soon. Even with just this one monster, the pressure was immense. If two more Spirit Emperors and one Spirit King were added, what was there left to fight?
However, for the Shrek team, with such a terrifying lineup, to have four main team members severely injured, were those Evil Soul Masters really that powerful?
…
"Phew~"
An Zhen and the others from Shrek returned to the hotel, his face instantly turning pale, and his legs went weak as he collapsed into Zhang Lexuan's arms. The girls were startled and quickly gathered around him with concern.
"An Zhen!"
Wang Yan was surprised, then immediately realized. Although he didn't know much about An Zhen, he knew that the scene on the battle arena just now was definitely not something a four-ringed Spirit Master could display. This was bound to be an ability that came with some consequences.
"I'm fine."
An Zhen said "weakly," "It's just that the ability was used a bit overloaded. Now I need Senior Sister to help resolve the aftereffects."
"Then go quickly."
Wang Yan said emotionally, not expecting this child to be willing to overexert his body for the sake of the academy's powerful external image.
"Mmm."
An Zhen looked at Wang Dong and the other girls, "Xiao Tao is strong, she should come too."
Wang Dong'er puffed out her cheeks. She knew how An Zhen's Spirit aftereffects were resolved; "strong" was just an excuse to fool Teacher Wang Yan. Never mind, this guy was also doing it for the academy, so she would let him have his way this once.
"Go."
A bewildered Ma Xiaotao followed Zhang Lexuan, who was holding An Zhen, to An Zhen's bedroom.
"Senior Sister, how are Master Uncle's Spirit aftereffects resolved?" Ma Xiaotao asked, somewhat anxious and worried.
The gentle and serene black-haired beauty parted her red lips: "Do it."
Ma Xiaotao was puzzled.
Ma Xiaotao's cheeks flushed.
"Really?"
Isn't this method a bit too absurd?
"Really."
An Zhen said smugly, his cheeks now rosy, completely unlike their previous pallor.
This overloaded usage had three benefits: first, he put on a show outside. Second, he made a contribution to the academy. Third, he had a very reasonable and legitimate reason to be happy in broad daylight.
Three wins!
Ma Xiaotao's cheeks were crimson, and her two black-stockinged beautiful legs beneath her skirt involuntarily clamped together. To be with Senior Sister, such an incredible thing was actually about to happen now.
"Lucky Master Uncle."
"Let's have a warm-up first."
An Zhen pressed down on the heads of the two mature ladies.
Ma Xiaotao gave An Zhen a charming glare, knowing what he meant. She glanced at the gentle beauty across from her who was already acting, her mood a complex mix of excitement, and followed Zhang Lexuan's lead.