Chapter 114: Big Fire

Chapter 114: Big Fire

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The next day, Amon led the Northern Academy team into the Soul Arena.

Today's atmosphere was even more fiery than yesterday. Besides Shrek Academy and the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's reserve team, who had already completed a match, the remaining 26 teams would engage in 13 battles here.

Yan Jin looked around, but didn't find that pile of shit-green among the participating teams, which was a little disappointing.

She now had a great interest in Tang San. He was the third person she had seen, besides herself and Amon, who possessed a ten-thousand-year soul ring at the fourth ring level.

"Sister, go!" Mo Lei shouted from the audience seats with her younger siblings.

"Oh." Yan Jin waved her hand, then sat in the audience seats of the player area with her arms crossed, waiting. Today she was particularly quiet, mature, and steady.

Lei Yin looked at Yan Jin like this, a smile on his face, knowing that she was deliberately putting on the airs of an older sister in front of her younger siblings.

"Our opponents today are the Purple Star (Zixing) Academy, whose strength level is about the same as the Northern Academy used to be," Brady said.

"What level were you at before?" Lei Yin asked.

Brady pondered for two seconds, stroking his chin:

"Um... roughly speaking, with my strength, I was one of the best in the team... there were two or three others comparable to me, and then some weaker teammates."

"So weak." Romier crossed his legs, hugged his hands behind his head, and rested his head on his hands. It was unclear whether he was talking about the Purple Star Academy or Brady.

Even though they had spent a considerable amount of time together and were familiar with his style, Brady still found it hard not to feel the urge to punch him.

Teams took turns going on stage, and apart from the Five Element Academies, which were eye-catching, the rest of the battles were unremarkable, and Yan Jin yawned as she watched.

After all, she wasn't like those sect leaders and elders of major forces who would look at the participating students from the perspective of development and comparison. She only knew that they were all too weak and not on her level at all.

Of course, this was in her opinion. For the vast majority of the audience, and even some participating players, the matches on the stage were still exciting, with many noteworthy points.

Amon's gaze was on the VIP seats. In addition to Emperor Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi, and Salas, there was another figure worth noting.

It was a gaunt old man. He wasn't strong, but he was very tall, like a skeleton, with shriveled muscles and skin, sunken eye sockets, and a few sparse white hairs draped over his scalp, making him look somewhat ugly.

That should be Bone Douluo Gu Rong, one of the two Title Douluos of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect... Amon thought to himself.

Gu Rong didn't react much to Amon's gaze, merely glancing at him before ignoring him. In such an occasion, there were many people who would pay attention to the VIP seats.

As noon approached, a little more than half of today's schedule had been completed.

The emcee standing on the high platform said in a measured tone:

"Another battle has come to an end, the winner is Canghui Academy. Now, allow me to take a short break to prepare for the next match."

"The two sides in this match are the Beidi Advanced Soul Master Academy and the Purple Star Advanced Soul Master Academy. The match will begin in fifteen minutes. Please prepare your contestants."

"Let's go." Amon stood up, patted the drowsy Yan Jin, and left the audience seats, heading towards the waiting area.

"Huh? Oh!" Yan Jin shuddered, stood up, and followed the team.

This was the last match of the morning, and the audience didn't feel bored by the previous matches. On the contrary, their enthusiasm was even higher.

Cheers, shouts of encouragement, and shouts of support surged like a tide, wave after wave.

Amon slowly walked onto the stage, with Yan Jin slightly behind him on his right. Further to the right were Lei Yin and Bing Lan, and on his left were Romier, Bi Da'er, and Alia.

The leader of the Purple Star Academy was a petite woman wearing dark purple clothes, with a slightly baby-faced face. She didn't show much hostility, and nodded normally as a greeting.

Amon also nodded politely in return with a smile.

Not every match between the two sides was as tense as the one between Shrek and Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

Under the referee's supervision, the two sides stood in a row, bowed to each other, and then returned to their respective preparation areas to set up their formations.

"Begin!"

With the referee's order, the Purple Star Academy's contestants lit up their soul spirits at the first moment, and the brilliant lights intertwined together, dazzling.

On the Northern Academy's side, only Romier revealed his soul spirit. And he didn't defend or prepare to attack, but instead immediately conjured a large chair behind Amon.

"Captain, please sit down."

Amon smiled, sat down naturally, and leaned back slightly against the back of the chair.

Sun Boyuan, watching from the stands, covered his face, feeling quite speechless at this hate-attracting behavior.

"It seems that your academy's students are very confident," the Purple Star Academy's teacher said with a hint of displeasure in his voice.

"Haha, young people just like to do fancy things," Sun Boyuan said with some embarrassment.

"Isn't that the team with someone jumping around yesterday? Attention-seeking!" In the VIP area, Prince Xue Xing let out a cold snort.

"Hehe... I think they're just showing their confidence," Salas said with a smile. Because of Yan Jin, he had a relatively friendly attitude towards the Northern Academy.

"It seems that Your Excellency Salas is very optimistic about this team?" Ning Fengzhi said softly.

"Optimistic? I wouldn't say that... I just think their actions are quite interesting. If they can show strength that matches their behavior, I might consider personally inviting them to join the Spirit Hall," Salas replied indifferently.

Emperor Xue Ye remained noncommittal. He was already used to the Spirit Hall's blatant recruitment of talents. He knew the situation in Beidi. Although the people there were fierce, the cultivation of soul masters was relatively backward, making it difficult for truly top talents to emerge.

"Are you... looking down on us?" the leader of the Purple Star Academy asked dissatisfied.

"Is it looking down on you? No, we're just facing our own strength squarely," Amon replied softly, "Be careful, the battle will end soon."

Yan Jin took two steps forward, revealing a slightly arrogant smile, "To deal with you, I only need one person."

She jumped into the sky, jumping very high with the blessing of the second soul skill "Soul Power Ejection."

As her soul spirit appeared, five soul rings were also revealed.

Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Black, Black...

"A Soul King?" Prince Xue Xing exclaimed.

"That's impossible!" A soul master sitting in the back rows of the VIP seats stood up and said in disbelief.

Ning Fengzhi's expression also changed slightly. Even Gu Rong, who was beside him, had a few moments of astonishment in his deep-set eyes.

"Still a Soul King whose fourth soul ring is at the ten-thousand-year level..."

"How old is that girl?"

"Looks like seventeen or eighteen at most."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Emperor Xue Ye glanced at Salas beside him and said softly, "It seems that Your Excellency Salas had expected this situation?"

"No... I'm also very surprised." Salas shook his head. He was indeed very surprised.

Although he had long known that Walter's disciple had good talent, even surpassing the 'Golden Generation', but wasn't this a bit too good...

Salas knew Yan Jin's age, 15 years old. A 15-year-old Soul King? Isn't this too outrageous?

The soul rings displayed by Yan Jin shocked all the spectators, and the opponents on the stage were also taken aback.

However, they still remembered that this was a competition and immediately came back to their senses.

The leader of the Purple Star Academy immediately said, "Attack immediately after her height decreases. She can't avoid it in the sky."

However, before she could fall, Yan Jin's fifth soul ring lit up directly, and the stored magma poured out.

"Great Eruption!" Yan Jin whispered.

A terrifying heat wave erupted in the air, and rolling magma appeared out of thin air. The air in the entire Soul Arena seemed to become scorching.

The fiery red light attracted everyone's attention, and in the eyes of horror, fear, or worry, that large mass of magma fell like a swung fist.

Yan Jin wasn't aiming at the Purple Star Academy's contestants, but at the very center of the arena.

After the magma fell to the ground, under her control, it rushed towards the Purple Star Academy's students like a tide.

Some students used ranged attacks, but it was like cutting water with a knife. They cut open a gap in the wave formed by the magma, but it quickly closed again.

This situation made them feel helpless and could only retreat from the arena in panic.

The magma stopped at the edge of the arena and did not continue to spread.

One person, one move, and the battle was over!

Amon didn't give her assistance. Yan Jin herself possessed such strength.

With a terrifying "Magma" soul spirit, soul rings that Amon had carefully selected and absorbed beyond their age limit, Walter's cost-no-object cultivation, and the "Earth Dragon Golden Melon" to improve her aptitude, this is what created Yan Jin, who now looks down on her peers.

The entire Soul Arena fell into a strange silence, and everyone was shocked by her overwhelming power and terrifying talent.

"Ah..." The young leader of the Purple Star Academy screamed, "Murder!"

Just now, there was a student, a defense-type soul master, who hesitated about whether to try his defense, so he took a step back slowly and was swallowed by the magma.

Yan Jin walked on the magma that covered most of the arena, stopped at the place where the student was swallowed, squatted down, and reached her hand inside.

She scooped around a few times, pulled out the student from the Purple Star Academy, and casually threw him off the arena.

Yan Jin used her fourth soul skill to control the soul spirit. Apart from initially selecting the Purple Star Academy's contestants as attack targets, bringing them a sense of crisis, she didn't release the heat of the magma when it actually came into contact with them.

This student was still blank-faced. Just now, he thought he was going to die, but he found that the magma wasn't hot, just a little warm, like a hot spring.

Before he could come back to his senses, he felt someone grabbing him by the back of his collar and pulling him out, thinking that his teammates were helping him escape. Then, there was a burst of dizziness, and he was under the arena.

Seeing that this student was unharmed, the referee breathed a sigh of relief and announced loudly: "The winner, Northern Advanced Soul Master Academy!"

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