Chapter 290: Shrek Gets Brutally Beaten

Chapter 290: Shrek Gets Brutally Beaten

"Fifth Soul Skill: Thunder Quad Strike!"

Sensing danger, Yu Tianheng immediately activated his only ten-thousand-year soul skill. Countless arcs of blue-violet lightning exploded outward from him in all directions.

Huo Wu sneered disdainfully. Soul power surged around her left arm as a dense golden glow enveloped her body. No matter how fierce Yu Tianheng's lightning became, it couldn't get within half a step of her.

It was the skill of the hundred-thousand-year Soft Bone Rabbit left arm soul bone—Invincible Golden Body. For three seconds, it granted immunity to all non-divine level attacks.

"Second Soul Skill: Crimson Flame Burst!"

Under the protection of the Invincible Golden Body, Huo Wu charged straight up to Yu Tianheng. Her second soul ring lit up, and with it, she threw a punch packed with terrifying fire-element energy directly at him.

"First Soul Skill: Thunder Dragon Claw!"

"Third Soul Skill: Wrath of Thunder!"

Yu Tianheng's expression changed. His first and third soul rings lit up simultaneously, and under the enhancement of Wrath of Thunder, a massive dragon claw slashed forward.

Boom!

Claw met fist in a head-on collision. Yu Tianheng's body flew backward, completely out of control.

"Ah!"

At the same time Yu Tianheng was blasted away, a miserable cry echoed above him. Ma Hongjun, his rotund figure frozen into an ice sculpture, dropped straight out of the sky and smashed into the ground, leaving behind a massive crater.

The one who took down Ma Hongjun was Shui Bing'er. With the help of the ten-thousand-year Black Ice Marrow, her Ice Phoenix spirit had evolved into the Ultimate Ice spirit. Ma Hongjun's flames couldn't even touch her. She had frozen him effortlessly.

Meanwhile, Feng Xiaotian had taken the role of assassin, aiming straight for the support-type soul master Ning Rongrong in the backline. Unexpectedly, he was the only one among the three who failed.

Just as he slashed at her, a brilliant multicolored light burst from Ning Rongrong. His blade landed on the light—and bounced right off.

It was a Level 6 defensive soul tool—Glazed Spirit Lock—bought for her by Ning Fengzhi at a hefty price.

Feng Xiaotian let out a howl, his hands transforming into wolf claws as he struck again and again at the protective light. Yet blow after blow failed to yield any breakthrough.

Truthfully, with his current strength at level 66, if Feng Xiaotian went all out, Ning Rongrong's soul tool wouldn't hold for long.

But the problem was—he didn't dare go all out.

Ning Rongrong was the heiress of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, future successor to the sect. If he truly injured her, the entire clan would tear him apart, possibly right on the spot. Bone Douluo, who was here in person, might even send him to the afterlife before he could blink.

Xiao Yu might be standing with them now, but that was probably out of respect for Huo Wu—and maybe Shui Bing'er's master. He had no ties to Shenfeng Academy or the Nine Star Hall.

Oh, and right—he had once tried to pursue Huo Wu. That made him and Xiao Yu… romantic rivals.

If the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan decided to target him alone, who knew if Xiao Yu would risk going to war with them for his sake?

"Feng Xiaotian, get out of the way!"

Just then, Huo Wu—having blasted Yu Tianheng across the field—rushed over. She shot a glare at Feng Xiaotian, her tone full of irritation.

"All these years and you're still this hesitant. How can you ever achieve anything great?!"

Feng Xiaotian gave an awkward smile and quickly stepped aside without protest.

Huo Wu, meanwhile, fully displayed her talent as a power-attack-type soul master. Her second soul ring lit up again, and she threw another fierce punch at the rainbow-hued shield protecting Ning Rongrong.

With her soul power already nearing level 80, Ning Rongrong's Level 6 defensive soul tool was like paper in front of her. The colorful light shattered instantly.

"Stop!"

Seeing things take a turn for the worse, Bone Douluo immediately shouted to stop the fight.

Ning Rongrong was delicate and pampered—how could she withstand a full-force punch from Huo Wu?

But would Huo Wu care about Bone Douluo's warning? Of course not.

Boom!

Huo Wu's punch landed mercilessly on Ning Rongrong's abdomen. She had clearly gone all in with the intent to seriously injure.

If it hadn't been for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan's intervention, how could Shrek and the barely-surviving Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan have forced the Blazing Fire, Divine Wind, and Tianshui Academies into such a desperate corner? Huo Wu had never forgotten that humiliation, and now, she was settling that score—right on the most beloved heiress of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.

"Ugh!"

With a pained gasp, Ning Rongrong collapsed to her knees with a heavy thud, clutching her stomach as she began to vomit blood, bile, and stomach acid.

"Rongrong!"

Oscar cried out and rushed to the center of the field without hesitation. No one tried to stop him—at this point, the outcome was obvious. Aside from Yu Tianheng, who had been blasted back but still had some fight left in him, the other two were clearly done.

Bone Douluo, however, was completely enraged.

Ning Rongrong was his precious little princess. He never even dared raise his voice at her—yet now, right in front of him, Huo Wu had landed a brutal hit, blatantly ignoring his warning. This wasn't just an attack on Rongrong; it was a public humiliation of both him and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan.

He was on the verge of making a move—but at that exact moment, a faint, almost intangible pressure descended upon him.

Bone Douluo's heart clenched. He looked up, only to see Xiao Yu standing across from him, watching calmly. Though his gaze remained peaceful, there was no mistaking the warning behind it.

Bone Douluo had no doubt: if he dared to act recklessly, Xiao Yu would not hesitate to join forces with that Ice-elemental Titled Douluo beside him to wipe all of them out on the spot.

Xiao Yu stared at Bone Douluo and said lightly, "This match… is pretty much over, wouldn't you say?"

"…We concede."

Bone Douluo's face darkened, and he nearly ground the words out through clenched teeth.

Flender stood to the side in silence, his face gloomy. Though bitterly unwilling, he could do nothing in the face of such an overwhelming difference in strength. All he could do was swallow this humiliation.

"I don't accept this! This isn't fair!"

Of course, there were always fools willing to jump out and court death—even at a time like this. For example, a certain so-called Grandmaster, who came stumbling back out, eyes bloodshot and full of defiance.

"This wasn't a fair match at all!" Yu Xiaogang shouted. "We only sent out three Soul Kings, but you brought out two Soul Sages and a Soul Emperor! And Rongrong is a support-type soul master! This isn't fair—we demand a rematch!"

Boom!

Xiao Yu had no patience for Yu Xiaogang. A surge of soul power roared out from him like a tidal wave.

Crack.

With a sharp sound, Yu Xiaogang's knees buckled, and he dropped straight to the ground.

"Yu Xiaogang, dignity is a good thing—but if you've already thrown yours away, I don't mind helping you tear off the rest."

Xiao Yu looked down on him, eyes cold. "And you dare talk about fairness? Don't think I don't know what you had Oscar do earlier."

Oscar, who had just helped Ning Rongrong to her feet, flinched at the mention of his name. Cheating was one thing—but getting caught cheating? That was a whole different problem.

(End of Chapter)

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