Five simple words, yet they seemed to carry the weight of a thousand catties, instantly causing the entire spectator area to boil over again.
Immediately after, an indescribable invisible pressure, like a great mountain, pressed down on the Shrek Group, making it impossible for them to move a single step.
At this moment, every spectator in the audience, every participating team, and every gaze was drawn like a magnet, converging unblinkingly on that otherworldly figure on the arena stage.
Heaven Dou Academy rest area.
"Whoa! Finally, the Class Monitor is making his move!"
Yu Feng suddenly sprang up from his seat, dancing with excitement, and shouted to the people around him.
"Tell me, how long do you think those Shrek guys can last under the Class Monitor's hand? One minute? Or... thirty seconds?"
Ning Rongrong let out a 'tsck', her beautiful eyes rolling at Yu Feng, her tone carrying a matter-of-fact certainty.
"How long they last? That depends on how long Brother Xiao Yuan wants them to last."
Her words drew unanimous agreement from everyone.
Dugu Yan crossed her arms, a hint of proud laughter in her emerald snake pupils;
Ye Lingling's cold face also softened slightly.
Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran's eyes were burning with anticipation.
Over the past year or so, they had never truly seen Yang Yuan go all out, so they were full of curiosity about his strength.
On the other side, the rest areas of Heaven Water Academy and Divine Wind Academy.
The members of the two academies looked at the arena stage, expressions of schadenfreude appearing on their faces.
"Shrek's luck is truly terrible, meeting Yang Yuan in the second round."
Feng Xiaotian smacked his lips and said, "With their strength, they originally had high hopes for a top-five or even top-three finish. Now, being eliminated early is actually one less troublesome opponent for us."
Heaven Water rest area.
Shui Binger shook her head slightly, a hint of regret in her cold gaze.
"With Yang Yuan taking action, Shrek Academy has no hope of a comeback. It's a pity I won't get to compete against Shrek again."
Shui Binger was still brooding over losing to Shrek during the Promotion Round.
It couldn't be helped; after all, the Promotion Round was a series of one-on-one duels, while their trump card was a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
Xue Wu laughed from the side, "Alright, stop dwelling on it. We should think about how to handle the upcoming matches."
"Makes sense."
Shui Binger nodded.
Inside the Spirit Hall team's rest area.
Xie Yue, Hu Liena, and Yan, the three of them had long since put away their previous relaxation, leaning forward slightly and staring unblinkingly at the arena stage.
For them, this was a perfect opportunity to gauge Yang Yuan's true depth.
Although Yan's eyes still held a bit of defiant arrogance, he muttered in a low voice:
"Hmph, just smoke and mirrors! Even if he's a Spirit Emperor, facing a team of Shrek's caliber one-on-seven, he'll definitely have to reveal quite a few tricks."
"Everyone says he's the continent's number one Genius now; I want to see just how much ability he really has."
However, before Yan could finish his words of self-consolation.
Hu Liena, who had been observing intently from the side, suddenly cried out in shock, her voice filled with unbelievable horror:
"Look at the stage, quick!"
Her exclamation didn't affect Xie Yue and Yan.
Because their gazes had never left the arena stage in the first place.
On the stage, Yang Yuan finally moved.
He simply took a gentle step forward.
"Boom—!!"
It wasn't the explosion of a Spirit Ability, but the terrifying blast produced by pure Physical Body strength shattering the air and cracking the specially made stone slabs of the arena.
Centered on where his foot landed, spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread out several yards across the hard surface of the arena!
Immediately after—
Boom! Boom boom boom boom boom boom!
Seven consecutive sounds of spirit rings rising, heavy as the beating of drums, exploded one after another.
Purple, purple, black, black, black, black... When the sixth deep, abyss-like black spirit ring lit up, the entire audience was already in an uproar.
Two purple, four black?
Such a spirit ring configuration had long since overturned common sense.
However, this was not the end!
When the seventh spirit ring, carrying a brilliant blood-red light like a burning sun, rose thunderously from beneath Yang Yuan's feet.
"Whoa—!"
At the highest point of the VIP seats, Bibi Dong, who had always presented herself with grace and nobility, actually couldn't control herself and suddenly stood up from her seat.
For the first time, her beautiful face showed an irrepressible, extreme shock and disbelief as her eyes stared fixedly at the blood-red spirit ring on Yang Yuan, her pupils contracting violently.
"A hundred-thousand-year seventh spirit ring? How is that possible?"
A massive wave surged in her heart, and even her fingers gripping the scepter turned slightly white from the force.
One must know, even for her first Martial Soul, it wasn't until the ninth spirit ring that she added a hundred-thousand-year ring.
Meanwhile, the Shrek Group opposite Yang Yuan was now like statues, staring blankly at the blood-red spirit ring above Yang Yuan's head, their Battle Intent completely gone.
As Yang Yuan's spirit rings rose one by one, the mountain-like pressure on the Shrek Group grew even heavier.
Huang Yuan, Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Tai Long were directly suppressed by this pressure, falling to their knees on the spot with a "boom."
Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng were in slightly better condition, but it was still extremely difficult.
Forget moving; even breathing had become a luxury, and their spirit power circulation had completely stalled.
How could they fight this?
Just tell me, how the f*ck are they supposed to fight this?
The Shrek Group had completely given up resistance!
Except for one exception!
Tang San!
His gaze was pinned almost frantically onto that blood-red spirit ring on Yang Yuan.
Anger and grief instantly demolished all of his rationality.
Red, hundred-thousand-year!
During the Promotion Round, Yang Yuan had gone to watch the matches every day, so it was impossible for him to have gone to obtain a spirit ring.
So where did his hundred-thousand-year spirit ring come from?
A frantic thought surged into Tang San's mind.
Xiao Wu!
Yang Yuan killed Xiao Wu and seized her spirit ring!
"Ah—!!"
Pain, it hurt too much!
Tang San was heartbroken, letting out a beast-like roar from his mouth. His eyes instantly turned blood-red, he breathed like an ox, and his entire body trembled violently with rage.
He suddenly looked up, resisting Yang Yuan's pressure, and stepped forward one pace at a time, using all his strength to roar at Yang Yuan word by word:
"Yang— Yuan—"
"You... you actually killed Xiao Wu!"
"I'm going to kill you—!!"
This roar, filled with despair and hatred, left the Shrek Group stunned and bewildered.
Hadn't it been said that Xiao Wu, like Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran, had betrayed Shrek and gone to Heaven Dou Academy?
Why was he saying she was killed by Yang Yuan?
Was there some hidden story?!
But Yang Yuan's gaze didn't even flicker at this.
In his eyes, Tang San was no different from an ant.
Facing the anger of an ant, why would Yang Yuan need to explain?
He casually raised his right hand, fingers slightly spread, and lightly pressed down in Tang San's direction.
The movement was nonchalant.
However, the moment his palm pressed down—
The space above the arena stage suddenly twisted and collapsed!
An extremely condensed invisible giant hand, as if reaching out from the Void Realm, materialized above Tang San's head.
And crashed down!
(End of Chapter)
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