The
seven-person wall of flesh crumbled in an instant.
The four Soul Masters, under the bewildered gazes of the audience, suddenly walked quickly towards the edge of the arena.
Then, in full view of everyone, they jumped off the arena.
The two Soul Grandmasters beside Hu Yanli followed closely behind, causing an uproar in the audience.
Some even protested,
suspecting that the Elephant Armor Team had received bribes and was throwing the match.
But knowledgeable people immediately stepped forward to explain, quelling their protests before they could escalate.
In the VIP section, Emperor Xue Ye exclaimed in surprise,
"How did Ye Qiu do that? He actually made his opponent walk off the arena on his own?"
"It's an illusion!"
Salas's face was grim.
He had never expected the battle to turn out this way; it hadn't even started.
Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and said, "Your Majesty, it seems this match is over."
Seeing the two Soul Masters on the stage had already stepped down, Hu Yanzhen's eyes widened in anger. He abruptly stood up, his eyes flashing with a fierce light as his most prized grandson was about to jump off the stage. His
lips moved slightly.
Ning Fengzhi, standing beside him, calmly said, "Sect Leader Hu Yanzhen's actions seem to undermine the fairness of the match."
He didn't need to know what Hu Yanzhen was talking about; he understood that Hu Yanzhen was using the ability to force sound to form a line to wake his grandson.
Hu Yanzhen snorted and sat back down.
"I don't understand Sect Leader Ning's meaning. What did I do?"
Ning Fengzhi smiled calmly and remained silent.
After all, forcing sound to form a line wouldn't leave any evidence, and besides, it was just a desperate struggle.
Hu Yanzhen belatedly realized his mistake, and his face darkened.
That kid controlled seven people with ease; helping him once was one thing, but was he supposed to keep helping him forever?
Hu Yanzhen snorted heavily, realizing the match was hopeless.
Hu Yanli, about to jump off the stage, suddenly let out a long howl, having regained consciousness.
He stared blankly at his equally awakened teammate below, then erupted in fury.
Ye Qiu frowned,
glancing towards the VIP stage.
Hu Yanzhen was startled; had this kid discovered his cheating?! Hu
Yanli abruptly turned to Ye Qiu, his eyes wide with rage and a look of humiliation flashing within them, and roared,
"You used dirty tricks! I won't accept this!"
"Dirty tricks? Pshaw."
Ye Qiu looked at him strangely, almost laughing in anger.
Someone who only stood on this stage because of his grandfather's cheating dared to accuse his illusions of being dirty tricks?
Shameless indeed.
Ye Qiu smiled indifferently, his expression turning cold, his voice becoming chilling.
"Dirty tricks? You're not convinced?! Then I'll beat you until you submit!"
A booming voice echoed around
, drawing everyone's attention. Hu Yanzhen's face darkened, and he cursed his grandson for being brainless. Before
Ye Qiu's words even finished,
his eyes flashed with bloodlust, lightning crackled around his body, and the Jade Blade Technique activated his body's potential.
With just one step, he appeared at the edge of the arena, in front of Hu Yanli.
His somewhat frail figure startled Hu Yanli.
Ye Qiu raised his hand, wanting to see if his full-force physical attack could break through Hu Yanli's defenses.
His waist lowered, his arm arched like a drawn bow, elbow bent to gather power, a dark jade hue emanating from his hand.
His Sharingan detected a weakness in Hu Yanli's soul power, and instantly, a punch landed on Hu Yanli's stomach.
Hu Yanli stood tall, neither dodging nor avoiding, nor could he dodge. A single-attribute soul master is generally weak in other aspects. Hu Yanli was a sitting duck in front of Ye Qiu.
*Thump!*
A muffled sound, like an iron block falling to the ground, rang out. Hu Yanli's face suddenly turned pale, a piercing pain shooting through his stomach.
He staggered back two steps, his expression drastically changed, no longer daring to underestimate
Ye Qiu. Just as he was about to pounce on Ye Qiu, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was no longer there; numerous afterimages constantly moved around him.
*Whoosh!*
Ye Qiu continued to strike Hu Yanli's back and stomach. Hu Yanli's lips twitched involuntarily.
"The defense is indeed very strong!"
As expected of the Diamond Mammoth, Ye Qiu smiled as he soared into the air, unleashing a powerful swing punch aimed at Hu Yanli's head.
Hu Yanli immediately covered his head with his arms, but the shock still made him somewhat dizzy.
"Damn it!"
Hu Yanli roared, his third soul skill exploding beneath his feet.
His obese body leaped into the air, enveloped in a dazzling purple light, locking onto Ye Qiu and slamming down.
His body was instantly locked, and Ye Qiu found his movements restricted and imprisoned, unable to move effectively.
Facing his opponent's massive body, it seemed that only a direct confrontation was possible.
Unlike the Imperial Clan, the Elephant Armor Sect did not choose the same attribute for all their soul rings; in addition to defense, they also possessed their own offensive capabilities.
The crushing attack that Hu Yanli was using was one of them.
Once locked onto by this soul skill, the opponent's legs would temporarily lose the ability to move, leaving them only with the option of blocking.
This was also the greatest characteristic of his thousand-year soul skill.
This was a skill that the Elephant Armor Sect's Soul Masters had researched and perfected, making it ideal for their own use.
The pressure generated by their massive bodies descending from the sky, combined with their own Soul Power, was unimaginable.
As long as the opponent couldn't move to fight head-on, not only agility-type Soul Masters, but even strength-type Soul Masters might not be able to withstand it.
Of course, the prerequisite for this skill was that the opponent had to be within ten meters of the caster.
Unfortunately,
for Ye Qiu, this move was futile.
A Rasengan the size of a yoga ball immediately appeared in his hand, and then he spat it out, wisps of extreme fire instantly filling the entire Rasengan.
Raising his hand, he held the crimson Rasengan and blasted it towards Hu Yanli's large body.
"What is that?!"
Hu Yanli's pupils trembled violently.
He could clearly feel the explosive power contained within the red sphere.
Now that he was floating in the air, pressing down on Ye Qiu, there was absolutely no possibility of him moving away.
Thinking of this...
With a roar, Hu Yanli's fourth spirit ring shone brightly, and his skin changed again, gaining a protective layer of icy shards.
This was his strongest defensive spirit skill.
As for the head spirit bone, it was clearly useless now.
Success or failure hinged on this!
Ye Qiu pressed the Flame Burst Great Jade Rasengan against Hu Yanli's chest.
So much spirit power instantly exploded violently through high-speed spinning.
The icy shards on Hu Yanli's body shattered, his keratin layer cracked and turned red, and his entire body began to spin before being sent flying high into the air. He
spat out a mouthful of blood, which splattered in the air. (End of Chapter)