Chapter 111 Champion
On the spectator stand, Emperor Xue Ye slowly loosened his grip on the throne, the smile at the corners of his mouth unable to be suppressed.
Beside him, the Spirit Hall Platinum Bishop Salas's face was so gloomy that water could practically drip from it.
He did not expect this suddenly appearing Soul Sect to actually possess such strength.
What a miscalculation!
On the other side, Ning Fengzhi's mouth twitched slightly, his expression grave, as if he was confirming something.
On the arena, the naturally burly Spirit King Jin Feng had grown nearly half a meter taller compared to before, and his shoulder width had doubled.
His hands became thick and sturdy, with protruding knuckles.
Hidden beneath the Dark Gold fur were muscles like coiled dragons, resembling an upright walking Dark Gold Bear.
Every breath carried a low growl; the arena trembled slightly beneath his feet, and a ferocious aura rushed toward them.
"Lin Yang."
Spirit King Jin Feng's voice sounded like a low growl; the way he looked at Lin Yang had completely changed.
"I admit I underestimated you, but I will not lose!"
Lin Yang chuckled: "I return those words to you."
Bang!
Seeing Spirit King Jin Feng stomp his right foot violently on the ground, the arena trembled, and his first and second Soul Rings flashed suddenly.
"Second soul skill, Dark Gold Armor!"
"First Soul skills, Dark Gold Charge!"
His whole body rushed forward like a massive cannonball, at a speed that did not at all seem like one a bear-type Martial Soul should have.
Lin Yang turned to the side, his footsteps light, easily dodging the move.
Boom!
Spirit King Jin Feng slammed down heavily, the stone slabs on the arena exploded, gravel flew, and a half-meter deep pit was smashed out.
"Third Soul skills, Earth-Shaking Roar!"
Spirit King Jin Feng opened his mouth, emitting a deafening roar.
The sound waves spread at a speed visible to the naked eye, causing the entire arena to shake violently.
At this moment, Lin Yang felt his Martial Soul receive a shock; did this sonic attack actually contain a Spiritual attack?
However, this level of attack was completely painless and harmless to him.
Clang—!
With a soft hum, the long blade left its sheath.
Lin Yang swung forward, a condensed blade aura directly split the sound wave, rushing toward Spirit King Jin Feng with unabated momentum.
Spirit King Jin Feng was stunned; the Spiritual attack was actually useless?
However, a ruthless look flashed in his eyes; facing this sharp blade aura, he neither dodged nor avoided it.
The Dark Gold Armor on his body could increase his defense and strength by fifty percent, and coupled with the fact that the Dark Gold Bear was naturally skilled in defense.
He was confident he could withstand this blade strike.
Swish!
A flash of blood appeared, and a bloodstain instantly appeared on Spirit King Jin Feng's chest, with glaring blood slowly flowing down.
However, he endured the pain and laughed loudly, his thick arms slamming heavily onto the ground.
"Fourth Soul skills, Earth Split Mountain Collapse!"
The entire arena completely exploded, gravel splashed everywhere, and cracks crisscrossed.
A terrifying shockwave surged from underground, wanting to blow Lin Yang into mid-air.
This was a follow-up control skill similar to Ma Hongjun's "Phoenix Sky-Screaming Strike".
But what happened next completely exceeded Spirit King Jin Feng's expectations.
Seeing Lin Yang stomp his foot heavily onto the ground, the shockwave that had been like a volcanic eruption instantly subsided, and the trembling arena also quieted down.
A dud?
Spirit King Jin Feng's expression changed, and the look in his eyes as he watched Lin Yang was extremely terrified.
He actually shattered his Fourth Soul skills with one kick?
To say it was shattered was not quite accurate, because the energy convergence was simply too obvious.
Under the Transparent World, Lin Yang saw through the weakness of this Soul skills at a glance.
As long as the node where the energy converged was destroyed, no matter how powerful your Soul skills was, it could only misfire.
Lin Yang looked at Spirit King Jin Feng: "Do you have any more moves?"
Spirit King Jin Feng gritted his teeth and leaped up violently.
The black Soul Ring on his body suddenly flashed with a deep light.
"Fifth Soul skills, Dark Gold Meteor!"
His hands joined together, endless Dark Gold light converged in his hands, condensing into a meteorite-like phantom image; his hands pressed down, and the meteorite phantom, carrying world-destroying power, whistled as it smashed toward Lin Yang.
This move was his strongest finishing move; it should have been coordinated with the control skill of his Fourth Soul skills to maximize the lethality.
However, facing such a terrifying attack, Lin Yang did not dodge, but instead raised Scarlet Edge, the blade swept across, and he quickly slashed out two strikes forward.
"Sun Breathing · Twelfth Form · Burning Dance!"
There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a cross-shaped crimson blade aura that swept across the Dark Gold Meteor like a hot knife cutting through butter.
And then—
The meteor split open!
It did not dissipate, it did not explode; it was just like a watermelon being cut, neatly divided into four pieces.
The split meteor swept past Lin Yang's side and slammed heavily onto the arena, causing the already dilapidated arena to have four more large pits.
Spirit King Jin Feng was completely frozen, he still maintained the posture of slamming down.
When he landed back on the ground, he raised his head and looked at Lin Yang with a complex expression, "You... used how much of your strength?"
Lin Yang sheathed his blade and looked at him calmly: "Guess?"
Spirit King Jin Feng was silent for a moment, the unwillingness on his face slowly fading, revealing a bitter smile, "I concede!"
After speaking, Spirit King Jin Feng turned and walked down, his back seeming somewhat disheveled.
But at this moment, no one was paying attention to him anymore.
When Spirit King Jin Feng said the words "I concede", the whole audience boiled over again, erupting into heaven-shaking cheers.
Thunderous applause!
On the spectator stand, Xiao Wu excitedly jumped up and punched hard: "We won!"
Dugu Yan chuckled and said naturally: "Isn't this expected?"
While Ye Lingling did not speak, her gaze landed on Lin Yang, watching for a long, long time...
On the highest spectator stand, Emperor Xue Ye slowly stood up and applauded vigorously.
Ning Fengzhi also stood up, his gaze falling on Lin Yang, his eyes full of amazement.
Only Platinum Bishop Salas glanced at Lin Yang with a sinister look, snorted coldly, and left with a flick of his sleeves.
Immediately after, Emperor Xue Ye, under the watchful eyes of everyone, loudly announced the final result of the competition: "I announce, the final round of this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, Tiandou Team 1, wins!"
The whole arena was once again filled with thunderous applause, and enthusiastic cheers rose one after another.
At this time, the referee shouted loudly, "Please, representative of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy team, come forward to receive the champion's reward!"
The seven people from the original Tiandou Team 1 placed their gazes on Lin Yang, "Boss Lin, you go up; this glory should have belonged to you!"
Zhao Yu's tone was very sincere; he was convinced by Lin Yang.
If it were not for Lin Yang, they certainly would not be qualified to stand here right now.
The others also nodded one after another.
Although they were very eager for that Soul Bone, they also knew that some things they could not touch.
Lin Yang was not pretentious either, directly stepping forward to Emperor Xue Ye, bowing slightly, "Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Subsequently, Emperor Xue Ye personally handed the tray containing the Soul Bone to Lin Yang, his voice steady, "Lin Yang, you deserve it!"
"Your Majesty is too kind!"
"Rest assured, the Empire will not forget the contributions of the others; they will receive the rewards they deserve."
Lin Yang's heart stirred: "Thank you, Your Majesty!"
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