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Wang Dong’er walked lightly to Su Yu’s side, grinning, “How was it?”

Su Yu gave a thumbs-up, making Wang Dong’er beam with joy as she plopped down beside him.

Wang Dong’er was in even better shape than Di Mingli.

After all, from start to finish, Tang Ya hadn’t even touched a hair on her head.

Whether it was Di Mingli or Wang Dong’er, their strength at the Soul Emperor level was on a whole other tier.

Compared to ordinary Soul Emperors, they were completely different classes.

Either of these two was not necessarily weaker than Tang Ya at the Soul Sage level.

With their abilities, completing some attrition tasks was a piece of cake.

“Now it’s my turn. This farce has gone on long enough; it’s time to end it.”

Su Yu had barely finished speaking when the voice of Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan rang out.

“Next contestant from the Holy Slayer Palace, please come on stage.”

With a tap of his toes, Su Yu leaped onto the stage with the graceful agility of a wild goose.

As Su Yu entered, almost everyone’s eyes sharpened in that instant.

“Su Yu’s up. Xiao Ya…”

Bei Bei’s pupils shrank, fists clenched tightly.

He was nervous, afraid Su Yu would be too ruthless and hurt Tang Ya.

Tang Ya looked imposing, having just beaten Di Mingli and Wang Dong’er in succession.

But any discerning person could see those two hadn’t fought Tang Ya with their full strength.

By this point, Tang Ya was exhausted after two tough opponents—how could she possibly be a match for Su Yu?

Even though Wu Ming and Han Ruoruo repeatedly assured him Su Yu wouldn’t act recklessly, Bei Bei, worried as he was, just couldn’t relax.

“Bei Bei, calm down, don’t get agitated. Trust Su Yu.”

“If he says he won’t hurt her, he won’t break his word.”

Maybe because Su Yu had played his part well, both Han Ruoruo and Wu Ming had considerable trust in him.

“I—I know. I’m just worried Xiao Ya will get hurt.”

Bei Bei explained.

Su Yu wouldn’t kill her, but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t seriously injure her.

Bei Bei loved Tang Ya; even if she lost a single hair, he’d feel distressed.

Han Ruoruo had no reply.

She was sure Su Yu wouldn’t kill Tang Ya on stage.

But as for whether he’d injure her, she couldn’t guarantee.

Su Yu seemed to really hate evil soul masters, and unfortunately, Tang Ya was one now.

Bei Bei didn’t notice Han Ruoruo’s silence; all his attention was on the stage.

On the stage, Su Yu approached Tang Ya step by step.

He’d interacted with Tang Ya before—he knew her fairly well.

Now, Tang Ya, having fallen to the path of evil soul master, was very different from before.

She was more attractive, with an added cold aura.

Dark-blue currents swirled around her, making her appear powerful.

She was a different person from the youthful, mischievous Tang Ya of the past.

As Su Yu examined Tang Ya, she studied him in return.

Her expression was grave. She knew this opponent was nothing like the previous two.

He was truly dangerous.

Tang Ya dared not underestimate him, her guard at its highest.

“State your names!”

Zheng Zhan’s voice sounded at just the right moment.

“Holy Slayer Palace, Su Yu.”

“Holy Spirit Sect, Tang Ya.”

“Both sides, step back.”

Su Yu retreated to his spot, facing Tang Ya from afar.

“Begin!”

At Zheng Zhan’s command, soul rings flashed on Tang Ya, and a mass of Blue Silver Grass burst through the metal floor, trying to bind Su Yu.

She was taking the initiative to attack.

Su Yu watched calmly, taking a step forward. Suddenly, he exuded a transcendent aura, as if one with heaven and earth.

It was the state of Unity of Heaven and Man.

Facing the oncoming Blue Silver Grass, Su Yu pointed his fingers like a sword and waved lightly, and a chilling aura erupted.

Each blade of Blue Silver Grass wilted as if drained of life.

Glittering blue light burst forth, freezing the Blue Silver Grass into ice sculptures.

“Not good!”

On the main stage, Zhongli Wu whispered, his face darkening.

Jing Hongchen sneered, “Why aren’t you smiling, Master Zhongli? Not fond of smiling by nature?”

With Su Yu on stage, Tang Ya was immediately suppressed.

Jing Hongchen wouldn’t miss the chance to mock him.

Zhongli Wu’s face darkened. “It’s just a martial soul counter.”

“Tang Ya’s Blue Silver Grass is a plant-type martial soul. It hates the cold and is restrained by Ultimate Ice.”

“That’s all. It doesn’t mean anything else.”

Most plant-type soul beasts hate heat and cold.

Su Yu’s was Ultimate Ice.

Tang Ya was obviously at a major disadvantage.

Zhongli Wu hadn’t noticed this before.

Mainly, Tang Ya can devour life force—evil soul masters use similar evil methods.

They usually fear holy or lightning attributes.

But Su Yu’s is ice, not light.

So, they hadn’t considered this.

But Zhongli Wu forgot, that no matter how strong Tang Ya’s evil soul master abilities were, the essence of Blue Silver Grass was still a plant.

Against Ultimate Ice, how could she have any advantage?

“Heh, you sure talk tough, Sect Master Zhongli. When you lose, how will you explain to the empire?”

“The situation isn’t looking good for your Holy Spirit Sect!”

Jing Hongchen laughed.

“Hall Master Hongchen, just rest easy. With our Holy Spirit Sect here, nothing unexpected will happen.”

Zhongli Wu replied firmly.

“We’ll see.”

Jing Hongchen smiled, saying no more.

When the results are out, Zhongli Wu will be the one crying.

With Holy Spirit Sect’s third-rate members, they’re no match for Su Yu.

He knew Su Yu’s character.

The calmer he looked now, the more savage he’d be later.

Su Yu was not one to follow the rules; if he lost his temper, he could bring down the sky.

There was nothing he didn’t dare do.

Holy Spirit Sect could only pray for themselves.

From what he knew of Su Yu, now that he was on stage, something spectacular was bound to happen.

On stage.

Su Yu advanced on Tang Ya, surrounded by icy blue currents.

Each step left a layer of solid ice on the floor.

The chill spread, freezing any Blue Silver Grass within a ten-meter radius.

Even Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan shivered from the cold.

He looked at Su Yu in awe—this Su Yu’s Ultimate Ice was terrifying.

Based on Martial Soul alone, Su Yu was the strongest contestant this year.

If he hadn’t been injured fighting Long Aotian from the Body Sect to a draw, the Holy Spirit Sect wouldn’t have stood a chance.

Even if injured, it would be no easy feat for the Holy Spirit Sect to win.

Tang Ya, watching Su Yu approach, grew more and more somber.

The restraint of Ultimate Ice over Blue Silver Grass was even greater than she’d imagined.

Her usually unstoppable Blue Silver Grass couldn’t even get near Su Yu.

He looked full of openings, but was seamless—soul power couldn’t even lock onto him.

Realizing her usual methods were useless, Tang Ya bit her lip, activating her fifth soul ring.

Her right hand swept behind her, and a dark-blue spear appeared.

It was the Blue Silver Overlord Spear.

Tang Ya spun and hurled the spear, sending a blue streak toward Su Yu.

She thought this, her strongest single-target attack, might at least slow Su Yu down.

But she was wrong.

As the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, which could pierce the soul, whistled at him, Su Yu merely raised his hand.

He caught it one-handed.

Tang Ya was shocked. “What?”

Caught it one-handed?

Even Di Mingli hadn’t dared try that.

But Su Yu did it with ease.

“That’s it?”

With a squeeze, the spear shattered.

Su Yu’s figure flashed, disappearing from Tang Ya’s sight.

Tang Ya tried to track him but saw nothing.

Suddenly, a deadly chill arose behind her. Without hesitation, Tang Ya triggered her third soul skill.

A huge spider web fell over her, trying to trap both Su Yu and herself.

But Su Yu’s aura swept out, shattering the web.

A blue-violet claw struck Tang Ya’s shoulder.

Instantly, electricity surged through her body, crackling.

“Ahhhhh!”

Tang Ya screamed in agony, convulsing from the lightning.

She tried to break free, but couldn’t move.

This Azure Dragon left claw bone had given Su Yu two powerful soul skills: Azure Dragon Dull God Claw and Azure Dragon Annihilating Thunder.

Both skills were incredibly strong and unique.

But Su Yu was only using a fraction of their power; if he used more, he could turn Tang Ya to charcoal in an instant.

“Xiao Ya!!”

In the audience, Bei Bei roared, eyes wide with rage.

Seeing Tang Ya suffer such punishment, his heart broke.

His worst fears had come true.

Su Yu might not kill Tang Ya, but he certainly wouldn’t let her off easy.

But he never imagined Su Yu would electrocute Tang Ya like this.

He possessed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul and knew just how torturous being electrocuted was.

It was unimaginable agony!

Bei Bei wept.

“Tsk, that’s ruthless!”

Han Ruoruo clicked her tongue, shocked by Su Yu’s cruelty.

He was truly harsh!

Tang Ya was so beautiful now, but he showed no mercy.

He was different from other men—he could truly be ruthless to women.

She had no doubt, if not for their prior agreement, Su Yu might have killed Tang Ya on the spot.

Too vicious.

“Ahhhhh!”

Tang Ya kept screaming, her hair standing on end, convulsing.

Even Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan couldn’t bear to watch.

He quickly intervened, grabbing Tang Ya’s shoulder to rescue her.

But at the touch, a surge of lightning hit him, making even a Titled Douluo shudder.

He gritted his teeth and pulled Tang Ya free, but was left trembling himself.

“Damn, that was intense.”

Zheng Zhan cursed inwardly but pretended nothing happened.

Tang Ya had fainted, her soul power nearly exhausted, and after the electric shock, she was done.

She couldn’t possibly participate in the next team battle.

Zheng Zhan carried Tang Ya off the stage. “Next Holy Spirit Sect contestant, step up.”

“No need!”

Su Yu interrupted, “Referee, we forfeit the rest of the elimination rounds and request to go straight to the team battle.”

Holy Slayer Palace had already won three matches. Now Su Yu could request a team battle.

“So that’s it. Damn, you cunning brat!”

Zhongli Wu realized the plan.

Holy Spirit Sect’s three members were injured or unconscious, with their fighting power weakened.

But Holy Slayer Palace could still field all seven members.

So, the earlier attrition was for this.

Those two girls had likely been restoring soul power off-stage.

This was a huge loss for the Holy Spirit Sect.

Zhongli Wu cursed, even Xu Tiannan could barely stand it.

He impatiently asked, “Sect Master, can you do it or not?”

He wanted to see a crushing win, not the Holy Spirit Sect getting wiped out!

“Don’t worry, Your Highness, the advantage is still ours. Su Yu is injured, and we still have a full-power Soul Sage.”

“Tang Ya was not our strongest; our strongest is yet to come.”

Zhongli Wu remained confident.

“Is that so?”

Xu Tiannan said coldly, “You’d better not disappoint us.”

“There’s a lot of pressure on me for this final.”

If the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy lost, Xu Tiannan would be under fire from his peers.

He couldn’t afford to be careless.

“Don’t worry, Your Highness. We have it in the bag!”

Zhongli Wu said.

“Then I’ll wait for your sect to win the championship.”

Xu Tiannan replied calmly.

On stage, after Su Yu’s request, the match shifted directly to the team battle.

Xue Di, Di Mingli, Wang Dong’er, and others all stepped up.

Holy Spirit Sect, minus the unconscious Tang Ya, sent up their six evil soul masters.

Facing the six, Su Yu smiled slyly.

Earlier, Di Mingli had held back for this moment.

Now, everything was ready—it was time to slaughter.