The surface of the arena had been specifically reinforced with soul tools. Let alone four Soul Masters of mere rank twenty or thirty, even if a Soul King or Soul Emperor were to arrive, they would find it difficult to destroy.
This played perfectly into Feng Piaoling's home-field advantage.
Using the control principles of the Fire Manipulation Bullet, Feng Piaoling tossed out four Earth Escape Talismans, sticking them onto the foreheads of Wu Feng, Zhu Lu, Nanmen Yun'er, and Ning Tian.
He directly carried their bodies down into the ground, releasing the effect of the talismans only when they were buried up to their necks.
"Wh—what on earth is going on?"
Nanmen Yun'er looked up at Feng Piaoling, who stood before them like a towering giant, her heart filled with utter bewilderment.
The other three were the same. Just moments ago, they had seen a burst of yellow light abruptly appear before their eyes. Before they could react, their bodies sank uncontrollably into the earth, and then they were rendered completely immobile.
As a Soul Emperor, Mu Jin had seen exactly what happened, but she hadn't expected Feng Piaoling's second soul skill to be so terrifying.
To be able to trap people within the earth itself.
If one were to accidentally fall victim to this and be buried hundreds of meters underground, even a Title Douluo would find it difficult to escape. If things went poorly, they might even be crushed to death by the dense weight of the earth and stone.
Of course, a Title Douluo was no fool; they could easily destroy the brownish-yellow talisman attached to their body before being buried deep. In fact, they might not give the talisman a chance to get close at all.
However, Wu Feng, Zhu Lu, Nanmen Yun'er, and Ning Tian clearly lacked such capability.
In just a short moment, the four girls buried in the ground were already beginning to feel suffocated.
Feng Piaoling looked at Mu Jin. "Teacher Mu Jin, you can announce the result now."
"You win! Quick... hurry and let them out," Mu Jin said hurriedly, fearing for their safety.
Only then did Feng Piaoling unhurriedly manipulate the Earth Escape Talismans to raise them back to the surface. Afterward, the four talismans turned into four streaks of yellow light and returned to his hand.
Ning Tian, Nanmen Yun'er, and Zhu Lu sighed in relief at their narrow escape. Just moments ago, they truly felt as if they were about to die.
The sensation of being buried underground, enduring pressure from all sides, was truly unbearable—it was no different from being buried alive.
Wu Feng, however, was full of defiance. "No! I don't accept this! He cheated just now, we weren't ready!"
Looking at the girl who resembled a violent little fire dragon, Feng Piaoling said unhurriedly, "Little girl, when you do something wrong, own up to it; when you're beaten, stand up straight. On a real battlefield, no one is going to give you a chance to get ready."
"Of course, if you're really not satisfied, feel free to fight me again. The four of you can team up. As long as you can force me to manifest my martial soul, I'll consider it your win."
"But if you lose, you owe me an Spirit Ascension Pill."
An Spirit Ascension Pill? Hearing this, the students of Class 9 were speechless.
Betting again? Was this guy addicted to extortion?
"Are you insane for money?" Wu Feng was shocked and furious. After all, an Spirit Ascension Pill was no small matter.
The price was secondary—the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had plenty of money. The key was that this item could only be obtained within Shrek Academy's Inner Courtyard. To purchase one meant mobilizing the sect's influence.
"What? You don't dare? Or are you saying the four of you together aren't confident enough to handle a single unarmed person who won't even use his martial soul?"
When dealing with a woman like Wu Feng, who was all brawn and no brains, provocation was the most effective method.
"Who says I don't dare?" Despite her words, Wu Feng instinctively looked at Ning Tian, her expression a mix of hope and guilt.
"Fine, we agree. Coincidentally, I also wish to see Brother Feng's true strength. If we lose, I am willing to pay you one Spirit Ascension Pill."
Ning Tian agreed immediately.
But Wu Feng was unhappy. "Wait, if we lose, we give you a pill. What do you give us if you lose?"
"A Mystic Water Pill. Is that enough?" Feng Piaoling asked in return.
"Deal." In terms of value, a Mystic Water Pill was worth even more than an Spirit Ascension Pill. Making this bet wasn't a loss for the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
"Then everyone take your positions and prepare to begin." Seeing the bet settled, Mu Jin's interest was also piqued.
Previously, she had insisted on giving Feng Piaoling special training because his martial soul—while invincible against those of the same rank in mid-to-long-range combat—left him passive once an enemy got close.
If Feng Piaoling could win against these four without using his martial soul, it would be an incredible surprise.
Hearing the command, Wu Feng, Zhu Lu, Nanmen Yun'er, and Ning Tian immediately formed their formation.
As a Power Attack System Soul Master, Wu Feng stood in the center. Zhu Lu and Nanmen Yun'er, two Agility Attack System Soul Masters, stood on the left and right, while Ning Tian stood behind them.
Having learned their lesson, the four dared not be careless.
"Seven Treasures turn out the Glazed Tile. One: Speed. Two: Dissolve. Three: Power."
Right at the start, Ning Tian cast three support skills onto Wu Feng, Zhu Lu, and Nanmen Yun'er. Doing this would consume a massive amount of her soul power; she could only last for the duration of a single incense stick at most.
But if they couldn't defeat Feng Piaoling within that time, there was no point in continuing anyway.
Simultaneously, the other three moved.
Wu Feng lunged forward almost instantly, her long red ponytail trailing behind her like a streak of fire as she charged toward Feng Piaoling at full speed.
Even as her lithe body sprinted, dragon scales appeared, covering half of her torso. Then, the two yellow soul rings on her body lit up simultaneously.
Wu Feng knew that with Ning Tian supporting three people at once, she couldn't last long. Therefore, she immediately activated both soul skills of her Red Dragon martial soul: the First Soul Skill, Dragon's Fire, and the Second Soul Skill, Dragon's Fury.
Intense dragon flames burned fiercely within a foot of Wu Feng's body. Under the boost of Dragon's Fury, they surged and turned a dark red.
Red light flared in her eyes as the scales on her upper body grew thicker. Her left hand completely transformed into a dragon claw, reaching out to seize Feng Piaoling.
At the same time, Zhu Lu and Nanmen Yun'er had completed their martial soul possessions, their first soul rings glowing bright.
Since they weren't sure how long Ning Tian could hold out, and since this fight wasn't strictly vital to them—they were more interested in testing their own limits—they chose a steady and cautious approach.
They didn't charge in with a "do-or-die" attitude like Wu Feng.
With sharp blades sliding from her fingertips, Zhu Lu's figure blurred. Her speed increased sharply, leaving a trail of afterimages as she circled from the left to strike at Feng Piaoling.
Compared to Zhu Lu, Nanmen Yun'er was not to be outdone. After activating her Jasper Bluebird's first soul skill, Jade Blade, her forearms transformed into a pair of emerald-colored blades.
Her body felt light, as if she were weightless. In just a few breaths, she crossed a hundred meters. Along with Zhu Lu, she arrived before Feng Piaoling a step ahead of Wu Feng.
Zhu Lu swung her sharp claws at Feng Piaoling's shoulder, while Nanmen Yun'er swept her twin blades toward his waist.
One on the left, one on the right; one high, one low. Though it was their first time working together, their coordination was seamless, making the attack incredibly difficult to defend against.
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