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On stage, the two teams faced off.

Holy Slayer Palace: Su Yu at the front, six girls in a row.

Holy Spirit Sect: a tall youth at the front, five behind in a 3-2 formation. Chilling auras radiated from them.

Unbreakable Douluo Zheng Zhan looked grave.

He knew this would be the toughest battle so far.

Both sides’ strength was astonishing. If they attacked together, even he might not be able to stop them.

To referee such a match and protect everyone would not be easy.

Taking a deep breath, Zheng Zhan called, “State your names.”

“Holy Slayer Palace, Su Yu!”

“Holy Slayer Palace, Su Xue’er!”

“Holy Slayer Palace, Di Mingli!”

“Holy Slayer Palace, Wang Dong’er!”

“Holy Slayer Palace, Jiang Nannan!”

“Holy Slayer Palace, Lan Fozi!”

“Holy Slayer Palace, Lan Lan!”

All seven announced themselves, exuding a sharp aura.

Holy Spirit Sect’s front youth said, “Holy Spirit Sect, Lu Genggeng!”

“Holy Spirit Sect, Yan Feng!”

“Holy Spirit Sect, Tang Dai!”

“Holy Spirit Sect, Gu Yu!”

“Holy Spirit Sect, Wang Xiaolei!”

“Holy Spirit Sect, Jili!”

The six on the other side—Lu Genggeng radiated a masculine aura, while the others were all dark and sinister.

“Both sides, step back!”

Su Yu and his team backed away, as did Lu Genggeng’s group.

The crowd was rapt, not wanting to miss a second.

No doubt, this team battle would be the most exciting of the Soul Duel Tournament.

Holy Slayer Palace was all present; the Holy Spirit Sect had sent their best.

Although down one member, everyone knew that evil soul masters were far stronger than ordinary soul masters—one could even kill ten regular soul masters.

No one thought the Holy Spirit Sect was weak; even Zhongli Wu was confident.

On Holy Slayer Palace’s side, aside from Su Yu, only Di Mingli and Wang Dong’er had shown overwhelming strength.

The others hadn’t stood out yet.

Everyone thought this would be a close match.

When both sides reached the edge of the stage, Zheng Zhan raised his hand high.

Seeing this, the Holy Spirit Sect quickly changed formation.

Lu Genggeng and Tang Dai, strong and tall, stood in front.

Jili and Wang Xiaolei, short and stiff, stood in the second row.

At the back was Yan Feng, pale and sickly.

Surprisingly, Holy Slayer Palace didn’t change formation at all.

Still Su Yu in front, six girls in a row.

Such a casual arrangement left experts puzzled.

What were they planning?

No time to think—Zheng Zhan’s voice rang out.

“Begin!”

Instant silence, and then soul rings flashed.

Holy Spirit Sect: Lu Genggeng and others, two yellow, two purple, two black—top configuration.

Yan Feng at the rear had two yellow, two purple, and three black—he was a Soul Sage.

Dragon scales sprouted from Yan Feng’s robe, ice-blue and eerie.

Holy Spirit Sect’s momentum surged— Holy Slayer Palace was no slouch either.

Lan Lan, Lan Fozi, Jiang Nannan, Wang Dong’er, Di Mingli: two yellow, two purple, two black—best combination.

Wang Dong’er had yellow, purple, two black, and three black—beyond optimal.

The crowd was shocked— Holy Slayer Palace’s unseen members were also Soul Emperors.

Especially Lan Lan’s deep-blue Silverfin Whale martial soul, radiating pure light.

Zhongli Wu’s face changed, “Ultimate Light—how is this possible?”

The aura was innately suppressive—he sensed it right away.

Evil soul masters fear holy and light attributes most.

Lan Lan’s pure light was the ultimate.

Ultimate Light!

If she grew up, she’d be every evil soul master’s nightmare.

Zhongli Wu’s killing intent surged. Such a threat could not be left alive.

As he seethed, a stunning sight appeared.

Xue Di’s soul rings rose up—black, black, black, black, black, black—six black rings!

The whole crowd was silent.

Then, a dazzling red ring appeared.

Six black, one red—Xue Di was a Soul Sage.

And with an impossible soul ring combination.

“Wow!”

The whole stadium roared in disbelief.

“A Soul Sage with a hundred-thousand-year ring. Terrifying!”

At Shrek Academy, Wu Ming rubbed his arms—goosebumps everywhere.

Other than Su Yu, there was another monster on his team?

“Who is she? Why have I never heard of her?”

Wu Ming asked.

“That’s the Ice Sky Snow Maiden martial soul, Ultimate Ice. She must be a true prodigy from the Ice God Palace.”

Han Ruoruo guessed, clearly shocked.

She recognized Ultimate Ice at a glance.

Ultimate Ice, with such a soul ring combination, could only come from the Ice God Palace.

At the Body Sect, Princess Wei Na of the Heavenly Soul Empire was stunned.

Long Aotian stared at Xue Di’s rings, shocked to his core.

“Another expert—six black, one red, Ultimate Ice, Soul Sage… The Ice God Palace is unfathomable.”

No wonder he’d sensed danger from her before.

Six black, one red, Ultimate Ice, Soul Sage.

Any one was shocking.

All three in one person—terrifying.

Even Long Aotian admitted, that even at his peak, he couldn’t beat her.

Worse, she wasn’t even the best in the Ice God Palace.

So how terrifying was Su Yu?

“Su Yu, just how much are you hiding?”

Long Aotian felt insignificant.

“This… impossible!”

The most shocked were the evil soul masters.

Yan Feng and the others were dumbfounded by Xue Di’s soul rings.

“There’s no such thing as impossible. Fireflies could never understand the brightness of the moon—let alone the sun.”

“Today, let us show you how vast the world truly is.”

Su Yu stopped hiding, his aura soaring.

Icy blue light swirled around him, and behind him appeared a phantom wearing an icy blue imperial robe and crown.

Endless cold erupted; as he stepped forward, a blood-red soul ring rose from his feet, quickly expanding.

The red was blinding.

Another step—another blood-red ring.

As he advanced, a series of blood-red rings appeared.

Buzz!

It was as if the void trembled. Another blinding red ring appeared.

Red, red, red, red, red, red, red!

Su Yu stood with seven blood-red soul rings, exuding a chilling, majestic aura.

The stadium fell silent—everyone stared at his seven blood-red hundred-thousand-year rings.

Friends and strangers alike were dazzled.

“All hundred-thousand-year soul rings?”

“Am I hallucinating? Is this even possible?”

Wu Ming murmured, shaken.

Could a human even have such a soul ring combination?

She’d expected Su Yu’s reveal to shock everyone—but not herself.

“This… this…”

Han Ruoruo was equally stunned.

She touched Zhang Lexuan beside her, muttering, “Lexuan, is this real?”

Zhang Lexuan took a deep breath, regaining composure. “Of course. He was never ordinary.”

Watching Su Yu, like a young god, pride filled her heart.

That’s her man!

Unrivaled!

“Fake! It has to be fake!”

In the Holy Spirit Sect team, some screamed in denial.

They couldn’t believe such a monster existed!

All hundred-thousand-year soul rings?

Impossible!

It had to be a trick!

“I’ll expose your ridiculous trick!”

Yan Feng roared, as all six were enveloped in evil power.

Lu Genggeng and Tang Dai transformed into monsters.

Lu Genggeng swelled to over five meters, his body a fat meatball, tiny legs, a huge head, and patchwork skin. Slobber dripped from his gaping mouth, smoking as it hit the steel floor.

Just looking at him disgusted everyone.

Tang Dai also grew, bones turning dark gold, becoming a giant skeleton five or six meters tall.

Their monstrous forms made the crowd scream.

“So ugly! You disgusting things shouldn’t exist. Let me do the world a favor.”

As Su Yu finished, his eyes sharpened, and Ultimate Ice erupted, freezing the entire stage in an instant.

The cold was so intense it froze souls, energy—everything.

Even the referee Zheng Zhan was frozen solid.

Yan Feng and the others, of course, had no chance—instantly sealed in ice.

“Not good!”

On the main stage, Zhongli Wu cried out, but it was too late.

On the stage, Su Yu raised his right hand, gaze icy.

“Goodbye!”

He clenched his fist, and the six ice-sealed Holy Spirit Sect members exploded.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Six thunderous explosions rocked the arena, like seven-level soul engineer shells going off at once.

Terrifying energy burst out, shattering the protective shield.

Ice shards flew everywhere, and a mushroom cloud rose.

The energy overflowed the stage, destroying facilities.

Soul engineers rushed to create a new shield.

The wild energy forced them to retreat.

Hundreds of soul engineers joined together to suppress the blast.

It took several minutes for the energy to settle; the crowd patted their chests in relief.

Who would have thought, just watching a match would almost cost them their lives?

As the smoke cleared, the audience finally saw the scene inside.