Chapter 39

Yu Yuanheng breathed heavily, his expression no longer proud, but filled with a self-doubting confusion.

Relying on the dragon race's physical fitness and powerful lightning attributes, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was known as the world's number one beast martial soul twenty thousand years ago.

Now, the two great abilities the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was proud of had been broken head-on by Zhao Xuanzhen. Defeated in his most proficient area, a huge sense of powerlessness pressed on Yu Yuanheng's heart like a mountain!

"Stepping stone..."

Yu Yuanheng lowered his head, looking at his twisted left arm and his shattered dragon scales, a self-deprecating arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

He had never heard of Zhao Xuanzhen's name before; this battle was the other party's debut. Yu Yuanheng possessed numerous halos: fifth on the Youth Genius List, elite disciple of Shi Laike, successor to the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon... but he had lost!

If one wanted to become famous throughout the world, the simplest and most brutal way was to defeat someone who was already famous. Zhao Xuanzhen had already stepped on top of Yu Yuanheng's head!

"Brother Yuanheng, eat a big meat bun quickly!"

Xu Xu Li Zhi hurriedly produced a dozen big meat buns. Yu Yuanheng chewed mechanically, and his injuries began to recover slowly, though the effect was negligible. After all, the big meat bun was only a hundred-year soul skill, difficult to clear the trauma left by Zhao Xuanzhen.

It wasn't just Yu Yuanheng who was miserably defeated; the other Shi Laike students on the battlefield were also in a sorry state.

Cold light flashed, the Silver Baiyin Baiyin Longqiang striking like a dragon, and the Star God Sword could only struggle to block the continuous offensive. The battle entered a white-hot stage, blood gradually spreading on Ye Xinglan's body, her chest grazed by the silver-white spear tip several times. The thrilling scene made the referee's heart jump, ready to intervene to save her life at any moment.

Ye Xinglan gritted her teeth, desperately squeezing the potential in her body. As a tool martial soul, the Silver Baiyin Baiyin Longqiang's quality was higher than the Star God Sword, the Silver Baiyin Baiyin Longqiang intent crushing the "Man and Sword as One," and Ye Xinglan's melee skills were far inferior to Xiang Naer, who had spent four years fighting in the Spirit Ascension Platform and the True Illusionary Realm.

This was a battle of comprehensive suppression. That Ye Xinglan could hold on until now was half due to the forty-percent boost from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower's three attributes!

"Silver Dragon Slash!"

Xiang Naer gave a clear shout, the Silver Baiyin Baiyin Longqiang slashing out a shining dragon-shaped spear ray. Ye Xinglan's pupils suddenly contracted, her first soul skill "Sword God Star" released, the Star God Sword adding star power, attempting to intercept the menacing spear ray!

"Boom—"

Reality ruthlessly shattered fantasy. Ye Xinglan, along with her sword, flew off spinning, hitting the soul guidance shield after crossing dozens of meters, falling heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Sister Xinglan!!!"

Xu Xu Li Zhi cried out in grief. As a food-type soul master with combat power approaching zero, he could do nothing but watch helplessly as Ye Xinglan was beaten up by Xiang Naer, and afterwards, he sadly offered a big meat bun to help Ye Xinglan heal.

At this moment, Ye Xinglan stood up with the support of her Star God Sword, staring at the high-spirited Xiang Naer. Her talent was even more outstanding than Yu Yuanheng's, and she had been promoted to an inner court reserve disciple of Shi Laike Academy.

Therefore, her heart was even prouder, and the backlash of her pride shattering was particularly painful. Her teeth were deeply embedded in her crimson lips, blood gushing out, and her mouth was filled with a metallic, fishy taste, which made Xu Xu Li Zhi's heart ache, and he kept producing big meat buns.

"Boom—"

Another figure flew backward: Ghost King Vine Yao Yue!

The Gold-Veined Blue Silver Grass was the natural nemesis of the Ghost King Vine. Tang Wulin and Xie Xie took advantage of the situation, grinning as they beat him up, and finally, Tang Wulin sent Yao Yue flying with a Golden Dragon Ascending Fist!

Seeing this, Flame Lord Chu Yan and Jin Langhuang Chen Feng made the same decision in a second, enduring one attack from Gu Yue and Jin Jiutian, and rushed out of the battle circle to return to the Shi Laike team!

Both were beast martial souls with thick skin and flesh. Although their grimacing appearance wasn't very elegant, at least it wasn't as tragic as their three teammates!

The Shi Laike team reunited, looking at each other's miserable state, like seven bewildered children.

Wasn't the Tianhai Alliance a bunch of weaklings? What was going on with the "Donghai Academy" on the other side? Because they were young, their soul power levels were indeed not high, but their martial souls were one more fierce than the next!

Golden Awakening Body martial soul, super spear intent tool soul master, Elemental Heart controller, plant-type nemesis, metal-attribute overlord... every one of them was a hero capable of riding a horse on their arms!

The Shi Laike team couldn't believe the truth of their crushing defeat. The unwillingness of impending defeat was mixed with a trace of imperceptible fear.

Before entering Shi Laike Academy, all seven were monsters in their own stories, and cross-rank fighting was a daily occurrence. But today, they seemed to have become the background board for a new generation of monsters, just like their former opponents, helpless and frustrated.

Shi Laike was comprehensively at a disadvantage, and an uproar erupted in the spectator stands. The audience looked at each other; they thought that with the heaven-and-earth soul power gap, Donghai Academy wouldn't last a minute. Who could have imagined that Shi Laike would be so miserable!

"Donghai! Donghai! Donghai!"

The audience finally remembered that Donghai Academy was part of the Tianhai Alliance. Shrek Academy's invincible golden body had been maintained for too long. Since their own academy had exposed the gods' health bars, the audience turned against them one after another, turning to cheer for Donghai Academy!

On the podium of the Tianhai Alliance Tournament, Zhenhua and Mu Ye both had bright smiles, like blooming chrysanthemums. Neither feared Shrek's reputation, and this was a fair, just, and open battle. Zhao Xuanzhen, Jin Jiutian, and other juniors had defied the soul power gap and defeated Shrek Academy uprightly!

Donghai Academy's Dean Long Hengxu had a subtle expression. Establishing the Elite Class, sparing no cost to support the F4, and participating in the Tianhai Alliance Tournament was always in the hope of attracting genius students to join Donghai Academy.

Judging from the current performance, no matter what the result of the exhibition match was, Donghai Academy's reputation was destined to be made!

In contrast, Wu Changkong seemed a bit gloomy. He had cultivated the Lingban with all his might to compensate the academy, hoping that in the future, the F4 would be admitted to Shi Laike and eventually enter the inner court to shine.

Shi Laike's first defeat in an open competition was bound to strike at that glorious name that had spanned twenty thousand years. This was definitely not what Wu Changkong wanted!

Shen Yi was even more nervously staring at the arena. She didn't expect Wu Changkong's words to come true; Shi Laike Academy had really moved toward that one percent of failure!

"No, carrying the glory of the academy, we cannot lose..."

Reflecting his lethargic companions in his eyes, Yu Yuanheng's eyes were blood-red, his aura nearly crazy, and he roared:

"Use the combination skill Teacher Shen taught us!"

"Yuanheng, your body can't take it..." Ning Xian hesitated.

"That doesn't matter, honor is above all!" Yu Yuanheng said sternly: "I can die on the field to defend the supreme glory of the academy and the family!"

"I understand."

Ning Xian nodded slowly, her soul power surging, and her three soul rings—two yellow and one purple—merged into one in an instant.

Secret technique: Ring Fusion, maximizing soul power output! Intense soul power fluctuations permeated the air, following a special rhythm, crazily condensing toward the center of Ning Xian's palms.

During this process, the Shi Laike students lined up in order: Seven Treasures Glazed Tower Ning Xian, Bun Xu Xu Li Zhi, Star God Sword Ye Xinglan, Flame Lord Chu Yan, Jin Langhuang Chen Feng, Ghost King Vine Yao Yue, and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Yu Yuanheng!

"Little Fatty, catch it!"

The massive soul power after Ring Fusion was transmitted to Xu Xu Li Zhi. The fat on his chubby face trembled, and he output all his soul power, sending it to Ye Xinglan in front!

"Oh, seven-in-one?"

Xiang Naer held the Silver Baiyin Baiyin Longqiang and hopped lightly to Zhao Xuanzhen's side, complaining: "So arrogant, they don't even treat us like people.

I'll throw a spear now, or you can use a heaven-descending thunder, how do you think they should respond?"

"What's the fun in that." Zhao Xuanzhen chuckled, "To fight is to break their Dao heart, annihilating their last hope."

"You're a total villain, but you can't take all the limelight!" Xiang Naer protested.

"……Then shall we also have a blood-boiling combination skill?"

The golden light and shadow of the True Self's second awakening shone even brighter. Zhao Xuanzhen raised his palms, ten dark-golden claw blades extending from his fingertips.

"Xuanzhen, I will help you."

Gu Yue, who was observing from the side, guessed what Zhao Xuanzhen was thinking and preempted Xiang Naer, mobilizing space elements as much as possible. In an instant, dots of silver light surged toward the Dark-Golden Terrorclaw!

"What are you doing!"

Xiang Naer glared at Gu Yue indignantly, the tip of the Silver Baiyin Baiyin Longqiang releasing a stream of silver light.

Although she hadn't inherited the Silver Dragon King's seven-element control power, Xiang Naer's innate elemental affinity remained. By choosing the path of space for the Silver Baiyin Baiyin Longqiang, her spatial ability improved by leaps and bounds!

Two forces of space rushed toward Zhao Xuanzhen, competing with each other. The next second, something that astonished Gu Yue and Xiang Naer happened: their soul power actually began to merge in mid-air!

"Huh!?"

"What's the situation?"

The two girls exclaimed one after another. The two soul powers had each other in them, intertwining and merging into a more powerful spatial force, attaching to Zhao Xuanzhen's Dark-Golden Terrorclaw!

Shi Laike's seven-in-one fusion skill was completed step by step. The Star God Sword was surrounded by starlight, the Flame Lord burned with raging fire, the Jin Langhuang's edge was shocking, and the Ghost King Vine shrieked like a ghost. Each person added a new element.

The light ball condensing the remaining soul power of the six people swirled to Yu Yuanheng. Yu Yuanheng grabbed it, his whole body's lightning surging crazily, his pupils turning into the cold vertical pupils of the dragon race!

"Don't underestimate the wisdom of our ancestor Yu Xiaogang!

Catch this, our seven-in-one combination skill!"

With Yu Yuanheng's position as the center, thunder surged like a tidal wave, exploding outward in layers. The competition arena was lifted into giant rock blocks, which were ground into powder by the lightning before they could even fall. The floating dust sparked starlight in the thunder, and the heavens and earth seemed to be a thunder hell!

Tyrant Emperor, Thunder Domain!

The Tyrant Emperor Thunder Domain exceeded the limits of Tang Wulin and the others. They could only watch as the thunder hell covered them. Under the blue-purple lightning, they could vaguely see Zhao Xuanzhen's handsome face.

An ancient roar resounded from the depths of the Dark-Golden Terrorclaw's bones. The tip of the claw was engraved with spiral silver spatial patterns, silver brilliance moving on the dark-golden claw blades, the air cracking like glaze, the claws tearing the sky!

Ten claw marks were like a pouring galaxy, the ground silently collapsing into spider-web-like gullies, the broken rock layers annihilated into ash, and the space seemed to have cracks, filled with silver-white lines twisting like giant pythons!

Legend records that one of the ten great ferocious beasts of the Douluo Continent, the Dark-Golden Terrorclaw Bear King Xiong Jun, grasped spatial power and upgraded his own Dark-Golden Terrorclaw into the "Sky-Tearing Claw" that could break the void, with fierce power sufficient to injure the Beast God Di Tian!

At this moment, Zhao Xuanzhen's Dark-Golden Terrorclaw absorbed the spatial attributes of Gu Yue and Xiang Naer, having the same effect as the Sky-Tearing Claw!

Dark-Golden Terrorclaw, Sky-Splitting Claw!

The shrieks of the two great fusion soul skills echoed over the competition arena. The Sky-Splitting Claw and the Tyrant Emperor Thunder Domain, ultimate powers, clashed together. The soul guidance defense shield was at full power, ensuring the aftermath of the two soul skills would not leak out!

Through the brilliance of the soul skills, the gazes of the two teams collided. This final blow decided victory and dignity!

The Tyrant Emperor Thunder Domain rippled, like a blue-purple mirror reflecting thousands of winding cracks—that was the Sky-Splitting Claw crazily tearing through the thunder!

The dust settled, all the brilliance came to nothing, the noise stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes were focused on the competition stage.

"Boom—"

Yu Yuanheng couldn't control his body, crashing to the ground like a golden mountain collapsing, his eyes closed, his left arm twisted terrifyingly. His right arm, chest, and legs were covered in torn flesh, blood staining most of his body, and the residual power of the Dark-Golden Terrorclaw continued to erode his whole body.

Another figure formed a sharp contrast with him. The Golden Awakening was lifted, a breeze blew, blowing his long black hair, and the youth's peerless grace made others feel inferior.

Victory and defeat were decided. All of Shi Laike's soul power was exhausted. Tang Wulin, Xie Xie, and Xu Xiaoyan high-fived to celebrate. Shi Laike Academy was not the invincible demon king in the eyes of the world; they were like ordinary academies—they would lose, they would fail!

Donghai Academy, having defeated Shi Laike Academy in public for the first time, would see every one of the seven names spread across the Douluo Continent at the fastest speed!

"Hehe, Shi Laike isn't that strong!"

Xie Xie retracted his Light-Dark Dragon Daggers and said triumphantly.

"That's right!" Xu Xiaoyan agreed with both hands: "They bullied people, they deserved it!

We worked together, Shi Laike is nothing to fear!"

Hearing this, six pairs of eyes instantly turned into searchlights. The five of Xuan, Yue, Na, Tian, and Lin didn't need to say anything; they had their own highlight moments.

Xie Xie had tried his best, assisting Tang Wulin in suppressing the Ghost King Vine Yao Yue. Only Xu Xiaoyan, because of her low soul power, seemed to have been slacking off...

Xu Xiaoyan's pretty face flushed slightly: "We are a team... a team!

A team has a division of labor. Some people cut melons and vegetables, some go all out, and some are responsible for shouting 'everyone is so handsome,' thanks for carrying!"

Donghai Academy was killing it, and Xu Xiaoyan was a team member; if she didn't have credit, she had at least put in the effort!

The laughter and occasional mockery of the seven people on the opposite side reached their ears. An hour ago, Shi Laike would have been "the way of death" and "mediocre people don't dare to cause trouble," but now they were all silent.

Ye Xinglan, Xu Xu Li Zhi, Ning Xian... except for Yu Yuanheng who had fainted, their bodies were trembling, their eyes dull, like walking corpses.

They had tarnished Shi Laike's twenty thousand years of glory and destroyed that invincible halo!

Under the competition stage, soul guidance cameras were aimed at Shi Laike Academy, capturing the lost gray-white with professional techniques.

They were reporters covering the Tianhai Alliance Tournament, belonging to the Sun-Moon Federation. The federation's upper echelons had long been unhappy with Shrek Academy; how could they miss such a good opportunity to strike at Shrek? They would surely promote this battle with overwhelming publicity.

Among them, a reporter from the Sun-Moon Evening News wrote the news with a flying pen, the glaring red headline clearly writing four big characters!

Myth Shattered!

(End of chapter)