Chapter 128 Thunderous Roar
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"You're an agility-type Soul Master, right? You won't be able to beat me, or even use up much of my soul power. I have a lot of experience dealing with agility-type Soul Masters."
As she spoke, she glanced at Lei Yin.
Since her opponent wasn't the Tang San she was interested in, Yan Jin lost the seriousness she had when she first entered the arena. Her eyes rolled, and she said with a sly smile, "I've got a good idea."
She used magma to condense a chair carved with a cat's head, plopped down on it, and even made a pointed wizard's hat out of magma to wear on her head.
"Hehe…" Ilya let out a silvery laugh, "Captain, you're imitating it very well."
Amon smiled and raised his right hand, touching the lower edge of his monocle, "As long as she's having fun."
Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth and slowly paced around Yan Jin.
"If you don't attack, then I'll attack." Yan Jin stretched out her right hand, and a lava ball shot out.
Like playing whack-a-mole, Zhu Zhuqing darted back and forth across the arena, while Yan Jin's palm moved with her.
Zhu Zhuqing circled behind Yan Jin, but was stunned to see the two cat heads on the back of the chair spitting out the same lava balls as before.
Caught off guard, she was hit in the abdomen.
Because Yan Jin had been controlling her martial soul, not selecting her opponent as a target for heat release, and was also treating it as a game, the speed given to the lava ball wasn't too fast, so Zhu Zhuqing's injuries weren't serious, but it was extremely humiliating.
To her, even if Yan Jin punched her into the hospital, it would be better than being played with like this.
She no longer conserved her soul power, constantly moving around Yan Jin, and then, in the instant Yan Jin blinked, she suddenly charged forward.
Yan Jin raised her hand, and a magma wall suddenly rose up, blocking her and Zhu Zhuqing.
Sensing the dangerous aura coming from the magma wall, Zhu Zhuqing restrained her body's instinctive reaction to dodge, and charged forward regardless.
She decided to trust Yu Xiaogang's judgment of Yan Jin's abilities, betting that Yan Jin's martial soul didn't have the high temperature that ordinary magma should have.
Zhu Zhuqing knew that she had no chance of winning in a normal battle, and only a surprise attack could possibly give the opponent a serious blow while they were careless.
Yan Jin's attitude made her so angry that she forgot that her purpose in coming on stage was just to exhaust the opponent's soul power.
Zhu Zhuqing's actions startled Yan Jin. Successfully breaking through this defense to launch an attack could indeed catch the careless Yan Jin off guard, but she only completed the "breaking through" step and failed to launch an attack.
"Ah…" After simply covering her body with soul power and forcefully breaking through the magma wall, she suddenly screamed.
The magma used for defense was different from the magma used for attacking before, and Yan Jin had not restricted the release of heat.
So, Zhu Zhuqing rushing in without any defense was equivalent to being hit head-on by Ma Hongjun's "Phoenix Howl Sky Strike."
The magma stuck to her body, causing large burns, leaving hideous wounds on her snow-white skin.
Zhu Zhuqing covered her face with her hands, her curled-up body twitching non-stop.
"Ah?" Yan Jin tilted her head, somewhat confused, "Is this person's brain broken? Who in their right mind would rush straight into magma like that?"
She quickly restricted the heat release of this part of the magma on Zhu Zhuqing, lest she really burn someone to death.
"Zhuqing!"
Zhu Zhuqing's miserable state made Dai Mubai lose his mind. With red eyes, he rushed into the arena and launched his fourth soul skill.
"White Tiger Meteor Shower!"
A fierce look flashed across Yan Jin's face. The rule that the Soul Master Competition didn't allow killing restrained her a lot, and she even kept restricting the damage caused by the high temperature of her own martial soul.
But this time, the opponent had violated the rules by launching a sneak attack first, so she turned around without thinking and used her full strength for a move called "Great Fireball."
The terrifying high temperature swept across the arena, heat waves rose, and a huge magma fist struck towards Dai Mubai, who had rushed into the arena. Wherever it passed, everything turned to scorched earth.
When Zhu Zhuqing covered her face and screamed, Tang San realized that things were not good and used Blue Silver Grass to hook Dai Mubai's waist.
His premonition saved Dai Mubai's life. Just as the magma fist shattered the "White Tiger Meteor Shower" and was about to hit Dai Mubai, Tang San pulled Dai Mubai back with Blue Silver Grass.
Tang San pressed down hard on Dai Mubai's shoulders: "Dai Mubai, calm down, we're still in the competition."
Brushing shoulders with death allowed Dai Mubai to regain some reason, but the murderous intent on his face did not diminish in the slightest:
"Tang San, just hold me down like this, otherwise I won't be able to resist going up there and killing that bastard."
Yan Jin raised an eyebrow, stepped on Zhu Zhuqing's head, who was still screaming, and looked at Dai Mubai: "Come, kill me."
"Bastard." Dai Mubai's eyes were bloodshot.
A figure suddenly appeared in the arena. With a wave of his hand, a majestic soul power struck towards Yan Jin, causing her expression to change.
She hurriedly condensed a large mass of magma in front of her as a buffer, but she still staggered back several steps under the impact of this soul power before stabilizing her body.
Looking at Flender, the dean of Shrek Academy, who was holding Zhu Zhuqing, Yan Jin's face showed not fear, but a eager expression.
"Heh, old thing, Soul Sage? Lei Yin!" Yan Jin said in a low voice.
"Okay, Sister."
Lei Yin turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards Yan Jin. In a mixture of thunder and flames, a magma giant with a thunder dragon wrapped around its right hand suddenly appeared.
Amon chuckled softly. The Time Beetle silently integrated into the thunder and fire. The power after the fusion of the three Spirits allowed the Thunderfire Giant to cross the threshold of the Soul Sage.
Sensing the surging power beside him, Flender's pupils shrank.
"Wait."
Yan Jin didn't listen to his explanation. Dai Mubai had rushed into the arena earlier intending to attack her, and now Flender jumped up and gave her a hit. Did they really think she was good-tempered?
As soon as she made a move, it was a killing move.
"Thunderous Earth Roar!"
Flender's face changed drastically. He immediately activated his martial soul, spreading out two wings to protect himself and Zhu Zhuqing.
In a roar of thunder and a tremor of the earth, lightning fell from the sky, and magma surged from the earth. The attack from above and the attack from below converged on Flender.
When the heavenly thunder and earthly fire dissipated, Flender was charred all over.
However, he only looked miserable, and his injuries were not serious.
Flender's Spirit was an owl. After activating his Martial Soul Avatar, his physique would be improved to an incredible level, comparable to a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast.
In addition, with the protection of soul power, Yan Jin's seemingly powerful attack caused very limited actual damage.
The magma giant drew out a magma sword wrapped in lightning.
"Thunderfire Sword!"
Flender snorted coldly, and black soul rings lit up.
A dark beam of light shot out from his hand and collided with the Thunderfire Sword.
The terrifying soul power fluctuations overflowed, and the shockwave generated by the collision blew the surrounding students a bit unsteady.
The instantaneous changes in the arena stunned the people from other academies.
Feng Xiaotian stared blankly at the magma giant confronting the Soul Sage, "This… this is our opponent in the next promotion match?"
Fire Dance's beautiful eyes were both shocked and admired. Yan Jin's demeanor made her submit.
"Presumptuous!" An angry shout came from the VIP seats.
The pressure of a Soul Douluo level filled the entire drill ground. Salas showed his power as a Platinum Bishop of the Spirit Hall.
"Shrek Academy, how dare you openly violate the rules of the competition!
"First, a student who has not yet taken the stage launches a sneak attack on a player from another academy, and then the dean, a Soul Sage, actually takes action himself.
"When did the Soul Master Competition allow the academy's teachers to be so presumptuous? Can I regard this as a provocation to the competition organizing committee?"
Emperor Xue Ye's expression was also not very good. Although he vaguely favored Shrek Academy, he would not allow the other party to be so unscrupulous.
"Your Majesty, Bishop Salas, I'm just worried about my students." Flender didn't confront him head-on and immediately softened his tone:
"I was just about to take our academy's players off the field and surrender. I didn't expect the Northern Academy to attack me as well."
Amon stepped forward, pinched his monocle, and said softly:
"You can surrender first, instead of directly entering the arena."
Salas looked at Flender coldly, "Shrek Academy openly violated the rules and injured their opponents in an abnormal way, they should be disqualified from the competition."
Although compared to the Northern Academy, the talents of the Shrek Seven Devils did not seem so dazzling, Salas did not have the strong intention to suppress them as in the original work.
But he was still wary of geniuses who did not belong to the Spirit Hall. Since the other party had offered such a big handle, he was of course willing to take the opportunity to step on them.
Ning Fengzhi spoke to defend them: "Dean Flender's concerns are also human nature, we should not be too harsh."
Ilya's silvery voice rang out: "In the first match of the preliminary round, when the people from Shrek Academy seriously injured the vice-captain of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, they didn't consider this point."
Prince Xue Xing chimed in: "Yes, are they only allowed to injure others, and not allowed others to injure their Shrek people?"
Prince Xue Xing and Ilya's eyes met in mid-air, and they smiled at each other.
Xue Beng glanced at the silent "Xue Qinghe" next to him, feeling a little proud in his heart.
He knew that the Northern Academy was under the Crown Prince's people, and Shrek Academy was also an object that the Crown Prince was trying his best to win over. Now that the two sides had a conflict, no matter what the result, it would affect the Crown Prince's faction.
If Xue Qinghe chooses to stand on Shrek's side, maybe I can take the opportunity to win over those few future Beidi nobles… Xue Beng thought in his heart.
Emperor Xue Ye was silent for a moment, and finally spoke slowly:
"Shrek Academy has violated the rules of the competition to a certain extent and should be punished. I have decided to withdraw all the rewards Shrek Academy received in the preliminary round, and the results of the promotion match will be directly treated as the last place. If it happens again, they will be disqualified from the competition and the academy will be removed from the list of advanced Soul Master academies."
Flender opened his mouth, but did not speak. He knew that this was already the result of Emperor Xue Ye's leniency.
In his expectation, it was no problem to go on stage, directly shock Yan Jin back, and then announce surrender.
But who would have thought that Yan Jin would dare to fight him, a Soul Sage!
And for a time, they were evenly matched, which escalated the conflict at once.
At that point, the competition organizing committee had to react, and even if Salas didn't act, Emperor Xue Ye wouldn't sit idly by.
Amon smiled and saluted Emperor Xue Ye:
"A very fair result, thank you for upholding justice for us."
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