On the VIP stand, the Platinum Bishop Salas swept his gaze across Hu Yan Zhen beside him. The mountain - like body seemed like an unshakable peak.
Hu Yan Zhen nodded slightly, his voice deep and powerful.
"A - Li is not only the pride of our Xiangjia Sect but also my eldest grandson. His talent exceeds mine back then. I firmly believe that he will be the first titled Douluo in the history of the Xiangjia Sect."
Hearing this, a flash of approval passed through Emperor Xue Ye's eyes, and he chuckled, "The Hu Yan Clan is fortunate to have such an outstanding grandson. It's truly a happy event!"
Hu Yan Zhen laughed heartily, his laughter like thunder, shaking the surrounding air.
"Your Majesty, you over - praise. Today, let everyone see A - Li's elegance. In this match, he will surely let everyone see what invincibility is."
However, just as the confident and bold words were still echoing, Meng Shenji's calm words were like ice piercing the bone, instantly cooling the atmosphere in the venue.
"Not necessarily."
Hu Yan Zhen was slightly taken aback, a flash of surprise in his eyes.
In his heart, the disciples of the Xiangjia Sect had always been flawless. With their huge bodies and great strength, they seemed like invincible war gods on the battlefield.
However, he seemingly had never really paid attention to their opponents and had never thought about the possibility of defeat.
On the resplendent VIP stand, Hu Yan Zhen's laughter was as loud as thunder, and his eyes sparkled with confidence and pride.
"Chief Meng, you're joking. My A - Li may have ordinary qualifications, but his soul power has reached level 43. In Shrek Academy, I'm afraid no one can match that?"
However, Meng Shenji smiled calmly, his voice calm and forceful.
"In Shrek Academy, there is indeed a student named Dai Mubai, and his soul power has reached level 44."
As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere on the entire VIP stand instantly froze, and everyone's eyes were focused on Meng Shenji.
Emperor Xue Ye's laughter echoed in the air, and his eyes sparkled with curiosity.
"It seems that this Dai Mubai is the strongest student in Shrek Academy?"
Meng Shenji slightly shook his head. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through everything.
"Your Majesty, although Dai Mubai is extremely powerful, there is an even more outstanding student in Shrek Academy."
"Oh? There is someone with a higher level than level 44? Could it be level 45?" Emperor Xue Ye's curiosity was completely piqued, and his voice was full of anticipation.
"Chen Feng, level 47." Meng Shenji's words were concise and powerful, like a blockbuster exploding on the VIP stand.
The emperor's laughter gradually stagnated at this unexpected news. A flash of shock passed through his eyes, and an indescribable excitement welled up in his heart.
In his cognition, reaching level 44 among the younger generation was already the limit. Now, hearing that someone in Shrek Academy had reached level 47, it completely subverted all his expectations of the strength of the younger generation.
A strong sense of anticipation welled up in his heart, and he wanted to witness the elegance of this legendary student with his own eyes.
On the field, Chen Feng's figure seemed extremely slender, and his face still carried a hint of childishness.
If it weren't for Meng Shenji's resounding introduction, who would dare to believe that this seemingly ordinary teenager was a peerless genius with a soul power as high as level 47?
"This Chen Feng looks only fifteen or sixteen years old. At such a young age, to have such achievements is truly astonishing."
The emperor's gaze swept across Chen Feng, and his tone revealed a bit of admiration.
In his opinion, this was already an underestimation of Chen Feng's age. The emperor had never imagined that there could be such a young and powerful person in the world.
"Your Majesty, you're wrong. Chen Feng is only fourteen years old this year," Ning Fengzhi said.
His words were short and powerful, like a pebble thrown into the calm water, causing ripples to spread.
Chen Feng, who the emperor thought was only about fifteen or sixteen years old, was actually not even fourteen.
At this age, most people were still playing carefree under the love of their parents. But Chen Feng was shining brightly on this battlefield filled with powerful opponents.
On the VIP stand, everyone widened their eyes in shock. Their inner shock was like being hit by a heavy hammer. Countless complex gazes were cast at him, filled with curiosity, awe, and even jealousy.
They never expected that in this Soul Master Competition, there was such a genius who transcended his era hiding quietly. The saying "the younger generation is formidable" echoed in everyone's heart.
...
On the competition stage, the atmosphere was as heavy as iron. Tang San stood side by side with the other six people, facing the seven moving mountains of flesh. A ripple of unease rose in their hearts.
These disciples of the Xiangjia Sect had huge bodies like mountains. Every step they took seemed to shake the ground. Their first soul rings shone simultaneously, releasing a suffocating pressure.
The seven of them walked forward in unison, each step steady and powerful. Their bodies almost occupied half of the arena. Advancing slowly from the center, the sense of oppression made it almost impossible to breathe.
A flash of determination passed through Tang San's eyes. His Blue Silver Grass spread rapidly along the ground like a black snake shadow, trying to find a breakthrough.
One of the Blue Silver Grass deftly wrapped around the thigh of a Xiangjia Sect disciple, but what happened next made Tang San's heart sink to the bottom.
That Xiangjia Sect disciple only paused slightly, and then the Blue Silver Grass let out a cracking sound as it couldn't bear the weight.
Tang San's pupils constricted. He realized that the weight and strength of these Xiangjia Sect disciples far exceeded his expectations. Although his Blue Silver Grass was tough, it seemed so fragile in the face of this absolute power.
He calculated secretly in his heart. He had to find a new strategy. Otherwise, as the opponents kept advancing, the Shrek Seven Devils' moving space would become smaller and smaller until they were completely suppressed.
As the competition progressed, the spacious area of the circular arena gradually shrank. The opponents' close - quarter advance made the Shrek Seven Devils' space for maneuvering more and more limited, like a trapped wild beast struggling to find a way to escape.
Tang San waved his hand and led the six of them to soar into the air. In an instant, the Blue Silver Grass around Tang San shot out like spirit snakes. His first, second, and fourth soul rings shone brightly at the same time.
Those thick Blue Silver Grass, like flexible arms, quickly wound towards the disciples of Xiangjia Academy.
Dai Mubai and the other five people descended rapidly like tigers pouncing down the mountain. Under the miraculous effect of Tang San's Crane - Capturing Dragon - Grasping Skill, they pounced towards Hu Yanli like lightning, their movements fierce and swift.
At the moment all this happened, Tang San's fourth soul skill, Blue Silver Prison Cage, was fully activated. Sixteen Blue Silver Grass shot out from the ground like sharp swords and quickly condensed into a tight cage, trapping the other six people of the Xiangjia Sect.
At the same time, the second soul skill, Parasite, was also activated. Layers of thick Blue Silver Grass covered everyone, as if putting heavy iron armor on them.
"Breaking through one layer only takes four seconds, but that doesn't mean two layers will take eight seconds," Tang San sneered in his heart.
Emperor Xue Ye watched this scene and couldn't help but sigh softly, "Sect Master Hu Yan, it seems your students have indeed encountered a formidable opponent."