Fang Yang's expression remained calm as he looked towards the main platform, his gaze deep.
The current setup was clearly the deliberate work of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy's high command.
He smiled lightly, calmly spreading open his right hand, palm slowly facing upward.
A colorless, invisible flame leaped into existence out of thin air, distorting the surrounding air and emitting a soul-stirring energy fluctuation.
Immediately, that flame suddenly expanded, transforming into a huge fire python, silently coiling upward!
Its scorching body encircled everyone, the python's head held high, emitting a silent yet soul-shocking hiss!
A wave of invisible spiritual fluctuation instantly spread out.
Instantly, Tang Wulin and the others felt refreshed. The noisy clamor surrounding their ears disappeared completely, the entire world seeming to fall silent.
Everyone in the audience stands froze, awed by this strange invisible fire python, momentarily silent.
On the main platform, the high echelons of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy also took notice.
"Colorless and invisible flame?!"
A white-haired elder sitting in the center frowned slightly, a hint of inquiry in his tone.
"According to the intelligence we obtained earlier, his flame should be black."
A middle-aged man beside the elder spoke. A look of surprise appeared on his face, his eyes full of confusion.
Just then, the coiling fire python seemed to be endowed with spirituality, its movements becoming agile.
The python's head suddenly turned towards the main platform, and where its eyes should have been empty, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light that was impossible to look directly at!
"Ugh ah!"
"My eyes!"
"It hurts!"
Suppressed cries of pain immediately rang out on the main platform.
Those academy high command members who had been staring at the fire python to examine it were all hit. They only felt a burning sting in their eyes, as if pierced by hot needles, extremely painful.
"Enough!"
The elder sitting in the center also had bloodshot eyes.
Soul power surged vigorously around his body, a vast power swept out, forcibly dispelling the burning sensation in everyone's eyes.
A hint of strange light flashed in Fang Yang's dark pupils.
Colorless and invisible flames danced in the depths of his pupils, like a pair of never-extinguishing Golden Eyes.
On the other side of the Soul Battle Arena, seven students stood.
They wore the white, gorgeous uniforms of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy, their posture upright, confidence revealing itself in their eyes.
In the center of the arena, a middle-aged man hovered in the air.
He looked to be in his forties, his entire body covered in a layer of flowing, shimmering armor.
That was the mark of a Three-word Battle Armor Master, and also the symbol of a Title Douluo!
"Next, announcing the competition rules."
The middle-aged man spoke in a deep voice, his sound spreading across the entire field.
"Are you sure you won't raise the Soul Tool Protective Barrier?" Fang Yang's voice sounded calmly, interrupting the announcement.
The middle-aged man's gaze condensed, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes: "What do you mean?"
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand."
Fang Yang spoke lightly, his tone calm as water, "Soul skills on the competition platform accidentally falling outside is normal, right?" As soon as the words fell, the entire Soul Battle Arena fell into a deathly silence.
Everyone was shocked by Fang Yang's bold statement, gazes focusing on him one after another.
"Arrogant!"
Someone in the audience stands exclaimed, "Threat! This is a barefaced threat!"
Wulin and the others hearing this, all looked towards Fang Yang, surprise in their eyes.
In the Soul Battle Arena waiting area.
Wu Zhangkong seeing this, couldn't help but reveal a slight smile.
"Senior Brother, as expected of the student you taught." Shen Yi beside him said softly.
She had brought Luo Guixing and the others into the waiting area as well, quietly watching the battle.
"Can I understand this as, you are provoking our Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy, even a Title Douluo?"
The middle-aged man's voice suddenly turned cold, Titled Douluo level pressure surged towards Fang Yang like a tide.
"Understand it however you want."
Fang Yang responded calmly, invisible flames circulating faintly around his body, like an agile fire snake, easily neutralizing the pressure, "You can try."
He didn't want to offend the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy, but the premise was that the other party shouldn't go too far.
Using home court advantage to apply pressure before the match even started, and now even unwilling to activate the protective barrier.
"You..."
The middle-aged man's tone stalled, clearly not expecting the other party to be so tough.
For a moment, he actually didn't know how to respond, only standing there stunned.
"Do as he says, activate the protective barrier."
In the center of the main platform, the white-haired elder's voice slowly came, carrying unquestionable authority.
His voice was not loud, but like it possessed magic, making the entire field quiet down.
"Yes, Dean."
The middle-aged man bowed in response, looking deeply at Fang Yang.
Subsequently, a layer of white transparent shield slowly rose from all sides. The shield looked almost solid, rising and condensing together in the air one hundred meters high.
The protective barrier also had soundproofing effects, the world became completely quiet.
"Alright, now announcing the competition rules!"
The middle-aged man said in a deep voice, "This match focuses on sparring, to allow both sides to truly display their own strength."
"Only when someone voluntarily admits defeat, or faces the threat of disability, heavy injury, or death, will I intervene."
"As for the final victory of the match, it depends on which team can stand last. Additionally, no soul tools other than Battle Armor are allowed to be used, understand?"
The middle-aged man's voice transmitted to the entire field through the soul tool amplifier.
"No problem." Fang Yang nodded slightly, indicating agreement.
The captain of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy on the opposite side nodded.
"The match is about to start! Both team members, introduce yourselves!" The middle-aged man spoke.
Fang Yang smiled slightly, "Fang Yang, level 65 Soul Emperor, Martial Soul Flame."
"Soul Emperor! Actually a Soul Emperor!"
"Truly terrifying, such a young Soul Emperor, is this the foundation of Shrek Academy?"
The atmosphere in the audience stands was ignited again, exclaims rising and falling.
Everyone was shocked by Fang Yang's strength, discussing one after another.
"Lin Chenyu, level 68 Soul Emperor, Martial Soul Ice Dragon."
The Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy captain said in a deep voice, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.
He didn't expect the other party to actually be a Soul Emperor level, and obviously much younger than himself.
The Shrek Academy side announced their levels and martial souls in sequence, each one making the exclaims on the audience stands grow louder.
Gu Yue, Xu Xiaoyan, Xie Xie... one by one, they revealed their soul ring combinations, making the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy students couldn't help but quiet down with pale faces.
The Sun Moon Imperial Soul Master Academy side also completed their self-introductions.
Both team captains and vice-captains were Soul Emperors, this match far exceeded everyone's expectations.
"Match—Start!"
With the middle-aged man's command, both sides released their martial souls simultaneously.
In an instant, soul power surged across the entire arena, brilliant soul ring lights shining together.
The powerful momentum made even the protective barrier ripple slightly.
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