“Are we still fighting?” A male voice and a female voice overlapped beneath the visor, carrying Ning Rongrong’s characteristic arrogance.
The final syllable rose slightly, as though she were asking about something utterly effortless.
Flender clenched his back teeth.
He had lived for this long.
What kind of situation had he not seen?
But if two juniors were allowed to step on Shrek’s reputation to make a name for themselves today, where would he put his old face?
“Old Zhao!” Flender’s furious roar rang out.
The wings of his Owl True Body suddenly beat, his figure carving an arc through the air as he poured soul power into his wings without restraint.
His speed surged to another level.
Zhao Wuji needed no further explanation.
The phantom of the Vigorous Vajra Bear solidified once more, and the muscles throughout Zhao Wuji’s body swelled until they seemed ready to burst!
His seventh soul ring lit up beneath his feet.
“Martial Soul True Body—activate!” Vigorous Vajra Bear True Body!
His body expanded dramatically.
His already massive frame shot up to more than three meters tall, while a layer of dark golden radiance surfaced across his skin.
Sharp claws extended from his massive bear paws, each more than half a foot long and gleaming with a chilling edge.
“ROAR—!” Zhao Wuji let out a furious roar.
The ground cracked apart, and loose stones were blasted into the air by the force.
Two Soul Saints had simultaneously activated their Martial Soul True Bodies.
Xiao Wu’s face grew even paler.
A wave of suffocation tightened her chest, but she bit her lip and stubbornly refused to collapse.
Tang San supported her, his Purple Demon Eyes locked firmly onto the glazed armor hovering in midair.
A battle of this level had already surpassed his limits.
Even watching it was difficult.
Li Yusong reacted extremely quickly.
His sixth soul ring lit up, and he slammed the Dragon Pattern Staff into the ground.
A soul power barrier spread out before him, shielding Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Dai Mubai behind him.
Dai Mubai climbed to his feet, covered in dust and looking utterly disheveled.
But he had no time to care about that.
His eyes remained fixed on the glazed armor in the sky, colorful light reflected in his pupils.
His lips trembled.
A martial soul fusion skill?!
Two people who weren’t even Soul Elders were suppressing two Soul Saints who had activated their Martial Soul True Bodies.
What the hell were these monsters?
Dai Mubai’s gaze involuntarily drifted toward Zhu Zhuqing.
She stood on the other side of the doorway, outside Li Yusong’s barrier.
Dust clung to her black clothes.
Her cold and beautiful face remained expressionless, but her heartbeat had not slowed down since the battle began.
Her martial soul was resonating.
This was only a two-person martial soul fusion skill.
What if she joined them?
At this moment, the battle entered the next stage.
Flender and Zhao Wuji had simultaneously activated their Martial Soul True Bodies.
Ning Rongrong looked at the scene before her.
Only words came to mind.
Boring.
Troublesome.
Very troublesome.
She had come today simply to make Tang San and Dai Mubai apologize.
Now that they had apologized and she had vented her anger, her objective had been achieved.
Continuing to entangle herself with two Soul Saints would simply be a waste of time.
With that time, she might as well go back, feed Ning Que some fruit, and let him bask in the sun.
Unfortunately, the two old fellows clearly had no intention of letting the matter end.
One Owl True Body was glaring down from the sky, while a Vigorous Vajra Bear was gathering strength on the ground.
Four gazes were nailed onto the Glazed Pure Light Armor like spikes.
They clearly intended to win back their lost dignity.
“Ning Que.” She spoke in a voice only the two of them could hear.
“Hmm.” Ning Que’s response was languid, as though he had just woken up.
“End it quickly.” “Sure.” Their exchange was completed in an instant.
Flender’s pupils suddenly contracted.
The Glazed Pure Light Armor vanished from its original position.
It wasn’t moving at high speed.
It had literally disappeared.
Only a faint golden streak remained on his retina.
The body itself was already nowhere to be seen.
Where?
Flender’s perception instantly spread outward.
Fluctuations in soul power, changes in airflow, and even the slightest distortions in the refraction of light—all the information poured into his mind within a fraction of a second.
Above!
Flender abruptly raised his head.
The Glazed Pure Light Armor was hovering directly above Shrek Academy, a full hundred meters above the ground.
The seven-colored armor refracted dazzling light beneath the sunlight.
Then the armor slowly spread both arms.
Flender was far too familiar with this starting stance.
The Yasaka no Magatama had begun the same way.
He instinctively lowered his body and folded his wings, preparing to dodge the light projectiles.
Zhao Wuji assumed a defensive stance on the ground as well.
The dark golden skin of his Vigorous Vajra Bear True Body shimmered with a layer of soul power.
His defensive strength was second to none among soul masters of the same level.
Although he had been beaten badly by the knee strike and hand blade earlier, once he entered his Martial Soul True Body state, his ability to withstand attacks had increased by more than double.
However… This time, there were no light projectiles.
Dense specks of light began appearing around the Glazed Pure Light Armor.
These points of light were even smaller and finer than the previous projectiles.
At first glance, they looked like fireflies dancing around the armor.
But there were far too many of them.
The previous light projectiles had numbered in the hundreds.
These specks numbered in the tens of thousands.
Every speck rapidly compressed, shrinking from the size of a grain of rice to the tip of a needle.
Not the slightest bit of energy leaked out during the compression.
Instead, they devoured all the light elements in the surrounding air.
The specks of light grew fewer.
But every remaining speck shone as brightly as a miniature sun.
“Something’s wrong!!” Flender’s pupils contracted to pinpoints.
His combat instincts were screaming warnings at him.
The sense of danger wasn’t like facing a soul skill.
It was like facing a natural disaster.
“Old Zhao!
Defend with everything you’ve got!!” Zhao Wuji didn’t ask why.
He trusted Flender’s judgment.
Soul power surged without restraint into the Vigorous Vajra Bear True Body’s defenses.
Dark golden light erupted from his body, condensing into a tangible layer of soul power around him.
His fifth soul ring lit up at the same time.
Gravity Crush!
This wasn’t an offensive skill, but rather a defensive application of it.
By distorting the surrounding gravitational field, any attack entering the area would be dragged, deflected, and slowed by gravity.
The Vigorous Vajra Bear’s greatest strengths were not offense but defense and endurance.
Two Soul Saints, one in the sky and one on the ground, simultaneously assumed their strongest defensive stances.
Yet neither of them had any confidence.
High above, the Glazed Pure Light Armor’s arms spread completely.
The light needles compressed to their limits began converging above the armor.
Tens of thousands of light needles gathered, merged, and expanded above its head.
From the size of a fist, they grew to the size of a head.
Then the size of a wheel.
Finally, they settled into a massive sphere of light more than ten meters in diameter.
Glazed-colored radiance flowed across its surface, while the light within was so pure and white that it seemed almost transparent.
“The Merciless Sun.” The male and female voices overlapped beneath the visor.
This time, there was no arrogance and no mockery.
The tone was flat, almost as though they were simply stating a fact.
The sphere of light began to descend.
Like a true sun falling from the sky!
Under its radiance, Flender’s wings became almost transparent.
Can’t dodge.
The thought exploded in his mind.
The sphere’s speed wasn’t particularly fast, but its range was simply too enormous.
So enormous that the Owl True Body’s speed became a joke.
And it was locking on.
Not to his position.
To this entire area.
The air, soul power, and light itself were all being drawn toward the sphere, forming an invisible cage.
Zhao Wuji raised his head.
The sphere of light grew larger and larger in his pupils.
He didn’t retreat.
The Vigorous Vajra Bear never retreated.
“ROAR—!!” His sixth soul ring lit up!
Nearby, Li Yusong’s expression changed as well.
His sixth soul ring lit up once more, and the soul power barrier formed by the Dragon Pattern Staff thickened to twice its previous strength.
“Everyone, get behind me!!” Tang San immediately pulled Xiao Wu behind him.
His Purple Demon Eyes operated at full power as he stared fixedly at the descending sphere of light.
Dai Mubai crouched behind Li Yusong’s barrier, his face deathly pale.
“No.
Absolutely not!” “How can a martial soul fusion skill possibly be this powerful?!” The sphere of light descended.
There was no earth-shattering explosion.
No thunderous shockwave sweeping across everything.
It was annihilation.
Zhao Wuji’s pupils widened.
He watched helplessly as the sphere of light swallowed his entire field of vision.
Then he felt pain.
The Vigorous Vajra Bear True Body flickered violently beneath the sphere’s radiance before collapsing completely.
And then there was nothing more.
His consciousness turned blank in an instant.
Flender watched helplessly as the light swallowed everything.
Including him.