N-A-A Chapter 124 Yunluo Academy
Chapter 124 Yunluo Academy
Huo Yutong believed she could sense the details of the battlefield, but her abilities were better suited for supporting team battles.
At that moment, Beibei stepped forward:
"Teacher Wang Yan, please let me handle the first battle."
"Okay." Wang Yan nodded.
According to Zi Ji's analysis, Xi Xi is actually the most suitable player for this match, but he hopes that the reserve team can gain experience and grow under high pressure.
"Please bring both teams onto the field!"
"The match begins!"
At opposite ends of the ring, figures faced each other.
Beibei's opponent was a boy with an honest-looking face. As soon as the match started, he released his defensive soul tool without hesitation. A semi-transparent barrier quickly rose up, and at the same time, the soul cannon on his shoulder began to rotate and charge.
Almost simultaneously, Bei Bei activated his martial spirit, unleashing the aura of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex. He moved like lightning, charging straight towards the opponent.
However, before they could even get close, the Soul Cannon was already fully charged, and a blinding beam shot straight at them!
Suddenly, Beibei's footwork changed, her figure becoming ghostly and phantom-like, leaving behind afterimages—this was the Tang Clan's ultimate skill, "Ghost Shadow Step."
He weaved and dodged through the barrage of comments, constantly closing the distance.
In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the barrier. Beibei unleashed a Thunder Dragon Claw, causing lightning to explode, but the barrier only rippled a few times without showing any cracks.
"We have to wait..." His eyes narrowed, and he withdrew.
The opponent was clearly well-trained, switching between defense and artillery fire in an orderly manner.
Beibei roamed the field, sometimes luring enemies close, sometimes retreating swiftly to avoid them. The Soul Guidance Cannon repeatedly grazed past her, leaving a burn mark.
Time flew by in the high-speed exchange. Beibei's breathing grew heavier, but her gaze sharpened, like a lurking dragon waiting for the moment it would slip up.
Here it comes—at a certain moment, the opponent's soul-guided cannon overheated and shut down, and the defensive barrier also entered the 0.5-second restart interval after lasting for three minutes!
Beibei suddenly appeared!
Driven to his limit by the Ghostly Shadow Step, he flashed across the arena like a tortuous bolt of lightning. The Thunder Dragon Claw materialized once more, but this time, the lightning at its tip was tangible, carrying a sharpness that could pierce through anything, aiming straight for the gap in the barrier just before it dissipated—
boom!
Before the barrier was activated and the cannon barrel was even heated, the opponent was already knocked out of the arena by the residual force of the dragon claw.
"Match 1, Shrek Academy wins!"
Beibei landed, panting heavily, clearly having expended a significant amount of soul power.
In the second match that followed, he persevered for a while before finally conceding defeat due to insufficient soul power.
"This time," Tang Ya stood up from the waiting area, "I'll handle it."
The tournament is a one-on-one elimination format, with a three-minute break between each match.
After a brief respite, Tang Ya gracefully leaped onto the arena.
Her opponent was from Yunluo Academy, a lithe female melee-type Soul Master with sharp eyes and an imposing aura.
"The match begins!"
Tang Ya's eyes narrowed, and verdant blue silver grass spread from her palm, her martial soul already possessing her body.
The opponent launched an attack almost instantly, his figure shooting like an arrow, his fists fierce and aimed straight for vital points.
However, Tang Ya made a slight mistake with her feet, and her footwork suddenly unfolded—it was the Tang Clan's secret technique, "Ghost Shadow Step".
Her figure moved like smoke and illusion, leaving behind several afterimages that were difficult to distinguish from reality, easily dodging the opponent's thunderous attack.
At the same time, several strands of blue silver grass emerged like serpents from their holes, quietly coiling around the opponent's legs.
The opponent reacted extremely quickly, letting out a low shout and unleashing his soul power to shatter the grass vines, but this also caused him to lose the initiative.
Taking advantage of the situation, Tang Ya retreated and with a wave of her hand, several hidden weapons, including willow-leaf knives and bone-piercing needles, shot out from her sleeve. They were not aimed directly at vital points, but rather to block her way to the left and right.
Even more ingenious was the subtle tremor of her fingertips, which contained the skillful force of "controlling the crane and capturing the dragon," allowing her to adjust the trajectory of the hidden weapon in the air, always keeping it within three feet of her opponent.
The opponent had no choice but to swing his arm to block, and amidst the clanging of metal, the hidden weapons bounced off and fell to the ground.
A hint of purple flashed in Tang Ya's eyes, and her "Purple Demon Eye" was already quietly activated, reflecting every detail of the other person's muscle tremors and soul power flow in her mind.
She didn't rush to attack, but instead moved around and engaged in close combat. Several strands of blue silver grass spread along the ground, quietly catching up the hidden weapons that had been knocked down.
The battle seemed to be at a stalemate, but undercurrents were surging. Suddenly, the opponent found an opening and charged forward, only to feel a chill on his calf—a blue silver grass wrapped with a thin blade was already lying in wait in his path. The sharp blade of grass grazed him, leaving a trail of blood.
A moment's hesitation can be the key to victory or defeat.
Tang Ya moved with lightning speed, pushing her Ghostly Shadow Steps to their limit. Like a butterfly flitting among flowers, she circled around to her opponent's flank, and more Blue Silver Grass instantly wrapped around her, tightly binding her arms and waist.
The previously swirled hidden weapon, guided by the Crane Control and Dragon Capture technique, soared into the air once more, hovering before the opponent's vital points, its sharpness awe-inspiring.
After struggling for a while, the opponent finally gave a bitter laugh and said, "I surrender."
"Match Two, Shrek Academy wins!"
Tang Ya withdrew her martial spirit, let out a soft sigh, nodded slightly to the audience, and calmly walked off the stage.
"Xiaoya's Tang Clan skills are getting more and more proficient." Beibei in the audience smiled and praised, her eyes full of admiration.
"Precise control of the rhythm, excellent timing," Zi Ji commented calmly, a hint of approval flashing in her eyes.
The atmosphere in the private lounge of the Sun Moon Empire Royal Soul Master Academy in the Soul Arena was far from relaxed.
They were gathered in front of Lili, watching the battle on the arena. "That Beibei, her martial soul is the top-tier Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex, there's no doubt about that."
One of the team members crossed his arms and frowned slightly. "But the most troublesome thing is the strange asynchronous method he and Tang Ya used... They are exactly the same, and incredibly ingenious."
They must come from the same mysterious sect, one beyond our intelligence.
"It's not just footwork," another person chimed in, tapping the armrest lightly with his fingertips as if reviewing a play, "Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass... her control is abnormally precise."
The timing of the vines' entanglement and the technique of controlling the hidden weapons far exceeded the level expected of ordinary control-type Soul Masters.
Every ounce of her soul power seemed to be used at the most crucial moment.
There was a moment of silence in the lounge.
The teacher in charge of intelligence pushed up his glasses, revealing a sharp gaze behind the lenses, and slowly uttered a name: "Tang San, the Sea God, also possesses the Blue Silver Grass as his martial soul."
The name was like a pebble thrown into a still lake, instantly creating ripples.
"You mean..." A young team member sat up abruptly, his eyes flashing with a mixture of surprise and excitement, "Could that Tang Ya be a descendant of the Sea God?"
Just like the Dai family of the Star Luo Empire, who claim to be descendants of the God of War.
"Absurd." Xiao Hongchen's voice rang out, "If she really has the bloodline of the Sea God, why has no powerful Blue Silver Grass Soul Master ever appeared in the Soul Master Competition in the past ten thousand years?"
If her ancestors truly possessed some kind of legacy, how could they have fallen into such obscurity? This speculation is far too far-fetched.
"But her martial spirit's performance is truly extraordinary," someone else mused. "Perhaps it's some kind of unknown mutation or inheritance?"
A low murmur of debate arose, and various speculations circulated in the room.
Finally, all eyes turned to the intelligence teacher once again.