Chapter 245: Defeat and Hope (Part 7)

Looking at the fiery red-clad Wu Feng opposite him, Leiqier summoned his martial soul.

A dagger appeared; Leiqier's tool martial soul merged with the soul guidance device in his hand. Looking at Wu Feng across from him, Leiqier knew that this was Luo Yu giving him an opportunity.

Since that was the case, there was no need to hide his strength any longer.

As Leiqier stopped concealing it, six soul rings rose in succession: two yellow, two purple, two black!

A Six-Ring Soul Emperor!

Leiqier was actually a Six-Ring Soul Emperor!

Then why had Leiqier always been a five-ring Soul King before, and even when fighting those people, he had always displayed the strength of a five-ring!

"This guy, how is he at the strength of a six-ring? Wasn't he always a five-ring Soul King?" Dai Huabin looked at Leiqier with a pale face.

"This Sun Moon Battle Team is terrifyingly strong..." Wang Qiu Er looked at Leiqier, her brows slightly furrowed; clearly, things had already exceeded her expectations.

Leiqier had been feigning weakness, and Jing Peng's strength also far exceeded everyone's understanding. If Jing Peng hadn't chosen to just exhaust Dai Huabin instead of fighting to the death, Dai Huabin would absolutely not have won so easily, and Fang Wei's relentless assault without regard for consumption had further demonstrated his exceptional attack power.

Sheng Hongyun's pride, Jing Peng's steadiness, Fang Wei's sharpness, Leiqier's ruthlessness...

Just what kind of strength did their captain possess?

"Leiqier's strength has reached Soul Emperor level. When did this happen?" Xiao Hongchen looked at Leiqier in surprise, seemingly unable to believe the fact before his eyes.

Lu Jiuyu looked at Leiqier and said, "I don't know, but the captain must know."

"Keep it secret. Let him tell you himself when Leiqier returns." Luo Yu made a shushing gesture, signaling everyone to look at the competition arena.

Leiqier was exceptionally confident on the arena. He looked at Wu Feng and said, "If you admit defeat now, you still have a chance in the subsequent team competition, but if you choose to fight me now, I can guarantee that you won't be able to take the field again before the tournament ends."

"Arrogant. Do you really think you have that kind of strength?" Wu Feng looked at Leiqier coldly and retorted.

Wu Feng had also heard that among the Sun Moon Empire's participating team members, apart from those few main ones, most of the others had forcibly raised their cultivation through drugs, so she believed Leiqier's strength must have been forcibly broken through to Soul Emperor level using drugs.

Such soul power was hollow and merely a facade.

"Whether I really have it or not, you'll know once you try."

Black light emerged from Leiqier's body. The next instant, his figure dashed out, arriving before Wu Feng like a ghost. A black shadow flashed, and a sharp dagger stabbed toward Wu Feng's back.

Sensing a change behind her, Wu Feng did not hesitate and immediately activated her martial soul possession. With her Red Dragon Martial Soul possessed, dragon claws like flames immediately met the dagger.

A violent attack immediately enveloped Leiqier. As she passed through Leiqier's dagger, she was surprised to find that her dragon claws had passed right through Leiqier's body!

Oh no, this is a fake!

Slash!

A sharp blade streaked across Wu Feng's back like lightning. Although Wu Feng had sensed it, she was still grazed by this strike. The sharp soul guidance dagger left a shallow wound on her back.

In their first exchange, Wu Feng immediately fell into a disadvantageous position. This situation was too unfavorable for her.

At the same time, Wu Feng did not hesitate; behind her, the first soul ring and second soul ring lit up in succession.

First soul skill, Dragon's Fire!

Second soul skill, Dragon's Fury!

With two soul skills activated in succession, Wu Feng's attack and defense power were greatly enhanced. Around her, one could faintly see a mass of flames burning fiercely on her body surface.

Leiqier's figure disappeared. Before his figure vanished, Wu Feng saw the second soul ring light up behind him.

Leiqier's speed was very fast, and his figure was elusive. Wu Feng concluded that Leiqier's second soul skill was definitely a speed-type soul skill. As an Agility Attack System Soul Master, Leiqier would definitely not choose to go head-to-head with her using attacks; for an Agility Attack System Soul Master to go head-to-head with an Assault System Soul Master was completely using one's own weaknesses to attack the other's strengths.

A ghostly figure weaved around Wu Feng, and with it came Leiqier's continuous attacks.

Every attack appeared in a blind spot beyond Wu Feng's field of vision. If not for Wu Feng's agile reactions, she would likely be covered in wounds by now.

The battle continued. On this seemingly peaceful competition stage, there was murderous intent at every step.

Only Wu Feng knew just how terrifying this murderous intent was. She dared not act rashly; once she moved, she would immediately face Leiqier's storm-like attacks.

A black shadow flashed, and Leiqier appeared beside Wu Feng again. However, this time, before Leiqier could attack, Wu Feng twisted her body and dodged past Leiqier's dagger by a hair's breadth.

After dodging Leiqier's attack, a low dragon roar sounded from Wu Feng's mouth. After avoiding the strike, she opened her mouth and spat, and a stream of flames erupted from her mouth, sweeping toward where Leiqier was.

Before the flames could envelop Leiqier, behind her, the third soul ring and fourth soul ring lit up in succession.

A fiery red fist slammed out toward Leiqier head-on.

In front of Leiqier, a patch of dark red appeared, and even the space seemed to suddenly become distorted, followed by that storm-like fire.

"Boom—"

A crimson ball of light exploded violently where Leiqier was. Terrifying fire-attribute soul power fluctuations spread wildly outward, and the entire competition stage was filled with a scorching aura, as if a volcano had erupted.

Although a Soul Emperor is strong, being hit head-on by Wu Feng's third and fourth soul skills at such close range would likely result in death or at least severe injury, especially since the gap between Leiqier's soul power and hers was only six or seven levels!

Watching this scene, the crowd from the Three Great Empires was impassioned. This scene made them feel that Shrek still had hope for victory!

"Defeat the Sun Moon Empire, Shrek will surely win!" Someone shouted.

"Defeat the Sun Moon Battle Team, Shrek Battle Team will surely win!" In an instant, countless voices echoed throughout the competition venue.

"It seems these people have a lot of hatred for the Sun Moon Empire, but I also hope Shrek can win." Long Aotian stood beside Wei Na, looking at the situation on the field, his mouth carrying a somewhat ambiguous meaning.

"The Sun Moon Empire will surely win! Shrek will surely lose!"

For a time, various voices were mixed in the competition arena.

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Before the competition started, at Shrek Academy, Wu Feng had been defeated by Wang Qiu Er time and time again, but her strength was also improving through constant fighting.

Wang Qiu Er looked at Wu Feng and asked, "Do you think you can defeat the students of the Sun Moon Empire in the individual elimination round?"

"I can do it, because I am a student of Shrek, and also a disciple of the Shrek Inner Court. I believe in my own strength, and I also believe in the power of the Inner Court." Wu Feng looked at Wang Qiu Er and said firmly.

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On the eve of the competition, she looked at the members of the Sun Moon Imperial Soul Guidance Academy. She knew that if Dai Huabin were defeated tomorrow, then she would be the next to take the field.

"What, worried about failing tomorrow?" Zhang Lexuan looked at Wu Feng and asked gently.

"The Sun Moon Battle Team is very strong, I'm worried..."

Zhang Lexuan patted Wu Feng on the shoulder and encouraged her: "Weren't they the same five years ago? Today, your situation is better than theirs, so you must believe in Shrek, and you must also believe in yourself. I also hope you can win the championship, go for it!"

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In Wu Feng's heart, her strong-willed nature would not allow her to lower her head.

The moment her soul skill struck Leiqier, her heartbeat throbbed in her chest like the beat of a drum; I succeeded!

All of my soul skills hit him!

Wu Feng's fists were tightly clenched; at this moment, it seemed as if all the injuries she had suffered before were insignificant. Looking at Leiqier, who was engulfed in flames, a powerful urge rose in her chest, telling her she wanted to look up to the sky and roar, to announce her success with a high-pitched dragon's cry!

Hot blood surged through her body, and the will to fight burned within her!

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Just when everyone thought Shrek could create a miracle, Leiqier bathed in the flames and slowly walked out from a dozen meters behind Wu Feng.

The flames dissipated, and Leiqier's figure was disheveled, his aura somewhat chaotic; Wu Feng let out a resounding dragon's cry, and raging flames ignited upon her dragon claws.

Leiqier did not answer; responding to Wu Feng was a dagger that could not be seen.

The next moment, an afterimage swept past Wu Feng's shoulder, and a flash of blade light struck her left shoulder!

Rip!

The sound of tearing fabric rang out, blood splattered, and the flames protecting Wu Feng were sliced through as if they were paper; the dissipating flames were like sparks that had lost their source, slowly extinguishing in the air and finally vanishing into nothingness.

"How is this possible?!" Wu Feng was stunned; she staggered back a few steps, looking at Leiqier in astonishment.

Leiqier did not give her a chance; with a tap of his foot, his figure vanished again, a cold glint appeared, and the attack landed on Wu Feng's body once more.

Rip!

Wu Feng's back also had its Defense System broken; the force carried by the sharp blade caused Wu Feng to tip forward, and blood stained the corners of her mouth red.

"How could it be like this... Leiqier, you!" Wu Feng's eyes widened as she looked at the rather disheveled Leiqier.

This scene left the crowd below the stage, who had been shouting for Shrek's victory, dumbfounded; in that instant, all the cheering came to an abrupt halt.

The previous excitement completely turned into shock; they hadn't even had time to close their mouths from shouting, and they stood there blankly.

It was as if they were trapped in a time freeze, a deathly silence!

Leiqier wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth; under the sunlight, the clothes on his body with golden patterns shone brilliantly.

The heat wave from the flame explosion had not yet dissipated; the heat surged, lifting his somewhat charred hem, and he looked down at Wu Feng, who had fallen to the ground.

His gaze was cold, devoid of any excess emotion.

Looking around, he gazed at the astonished crowd on the arena and used his soul power.

"Sorry, the Shrek you support has lost."