"Long Yue, stand up, stand up! Defeat Shrek!" In the Monster Academy area, a student shouted with all his might, breaking the deathly silence of the entire venue.
This shout instantly ignited the emotions of all the spectators.
"Defeat Shrek, defeat Shrek." In an instant, countless spectators began to respond.
"Long Yue, keep going, stand up! Defeat Shrek!"
"Long Yue, go for it, go for it!"
The crowd was fervent, and each cry of encouragement reached Long Yue's ears.
He was Long Yue, the head of Monster Academy's Eight Kings, the banner of the Star Luo Empire's younger generation!
How could he fall just like this? How could he be defeated by a single punch from his opponent here, under the gaze of countless spectators?
"Roar—!"
Long Yue let out a heaven-shaking dragon cry, his voice carrying unyielding will.
He slowly stood up, the brown dragon scales flashing with resolute light under the sun.
Blood seeped from the corner of his mouth, but the fighting spirit in his eyes grew ever more intense.
"Fang Yang... the battle has only just begun!"
"Mountain Dragon!"
Long Yue roared, soul power surging madly around him.
A burst of earth-yellow light emerged from beneath the dragon scales on his body, rapidly condensing into a set of brown armor outside his body.
With the appearance of his two-word battle armor, Long Yue's soul power, blood essence power, and momentum surged again, producing a suffocating sense of oppression.
The surrounding air seemed to stagnate, and even the arena's protective shield trembled slightly.
The shouts from the spectator stands grew even more fervent; everyone was infected by Long Yue's tenacious will.
On the presidential platform, a trace of satisfaction flashed through State Preceptor En Ci's eyes.
Fang Yang stood calmly in place, his black clothes fluttering slightly in the air currents from Long Yue's eruption.
He looked at the battle armor emitting a heavy aura on Long Yue's body.
"Now this looks more like it."
Fang Yang spoke indifferently, his right hand slowly rising, "However, it's still not enough."
Before his words fell, brilliant light suddenly bloomed around him.
Seven soul rings slowly rose from beneath his feet, each emitting an unusual halo.
Deep gold, blood-red gold, brilliant gold, black-white gold, bluish gold, white-black, green-gold.
This strange soul ring configuration silenced the entire venue instantly. Even Long Yue couldn't help but hold his breath.
In the spectator stands, countless people widened their eyes, staring incredulously at this scene.
Fang Yang stepped forward, and the entire arena trembled.
Long Yue grinned, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit. The second soul ring on his body lit up as he shouted: "Rivers!"
The sky seemed to collapse, and countless streams of water poured down from above like a galaxy cascading, instantly crashing down.
This water was not ordinary water but special energy containing Long Yue's soul power—each drop was as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Fang Yang looked up at the pouring water, the corner of his mouth rising slightly.
He raised his hand lightly, and a cluster of black flame ignited in his palm.
The flame seemed weak, yet the moment it appeared, the temperature throughout the entire arena suddenly rose.
"Burning Heaven."
Fang Yang uttered two words softly, and the black flame suddenly surged, transforming into a pillar of fire shooting into the sky.
The flame met the pouring water in mid-air, emitting sizzling sounds.
That seemingly surging water, the moment it touched the flame, melted like ice and snow, transforming into steam filling the sky.
Long Yue's pupils contracted slightly; he hadn't expected his second soul skill to be so easily neutralized.
He was not discouraged, however; his fighting spirit grew even stronger.
First Soul Skill: "Mountains and Rivers!"
Second Soul Skill: "Rivers!"
Third Soul Skill: "Swamp!"
The soul rings behind Long Yue flashed consecutively, three major soul skills activated simultaneously!
Boom rumble!
Towering mountain shadows condensed from earth and stone soul power rose abruptly from the ground. Though not physical entities, they carried the momentum of ten thousand pounds crushing through the void, pressing down toward Fang Yang.
Between the mountains, rivers surged forth out of thin air, roaring and crisscrossing, complementing the mountain momentum and doubling their power.
At the same time, the solid ground beneath Fang Yang's feet instantly became muddy and treacherous, transforming into a deep, viscous swamp. Powerful suction emanated from within, attempting to imprison him.
Mountains pressing from above, water surrounding on all sides, and a swamp imprisoning from below.
The three soul skills resonated with each other, forming a landscape of mountains and rivers containing the might of heaven and earth, completely trapping Fang Yang in a situation of certain death!
Sounds of gasping rose from the spectator stands; everyone was shaken by this earth-shaking offensive.
However, Fang Yang remained unhurried.
He slowly raised his hand, and a black-and-white interwoven flame ignited in his palm.
"Taiji Diagram!"
Black and white flames interwove in the air, transforming into a massive Taiji pattern.
The Taiji diagram slowly rotated, emitting a profound and unfathomable aura.
The moment the three soul skills of mountains, rivers, and swamp touched the Taiji diagram, they were completely neutralized and devoured by the power of yin and yang.
Long Yue widened his eyes, staring incredulously at the scene before him.
The three major soul skills he had exerted all his strength to execute had been so easily neutralized by his opponent!
Fang Yang gazed calmly at Long Yue: "Long Yue, is this all you have?"
These words were like the final straw, completely crushing Long Yue's rationality.
"Fang Yang, you've enraged me!"
Long Yue roared, his eyes instantly turning dark red.
The soul power within his body began to rampage uncontrollably, the dragon scales around his body standing up one by one, emitting a dangerous aura.
His remaining rationality was completely devoured by boundless fury and madness!
"Boring, you can't even control your own power?!" Fang Yang's voice was calm, completely unconcerned by the opponent's continuously rising power.
"Roar—!"
Long Yue let out an ear-splitting dragon cry, charging forward with the power of frenzied rage! That momentum seemed to tear everything before him to shreds!
His speed was extremely fast, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air. Dragon claws tore through the air, carrying destructive power straight for Fang Yang.
At this moment, Long Yue possessed only the purest will to attack.
Fang Yang shook his head slightly and casually raised his hand, delivering a slap.
Slap!
A crisp sound rang out, leaving a bright red mark on Long Yue's face. His entire body flew backward again, crashing heavily onto the ground.
This slap nearly pulled Long Yue back from the abyss of madness.
His massive body trembled, the red in his eyes fading, his gaze gradually clearing, replaced by a dazed expression.
"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?"
Three soul questions appeared in his mind? Long Yue shook his head, trying to sort out his confused thoughts.
However, in the next moment, that frenzied power surged into his heart once more.
"Roar roar roar!"
Long Yue's face twisted savagely, beast-like roars emitting from his mouth, red light flickering uncertainly in his eyes.
He waved his right hand in the air, and a double-pointed spear appeared in his grasp.
The double-pointed spear was ten meters long, extremely thick, entirely brown in color. It was unknown what material it was forged from, but faint dragon patterns flowed along the spear body, emitting a heart-trembling aura.
"Oh? Going crazy and still grabbing a weapon?" Fang Yang raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of amusement.
Long Yue had completely lost his rationality. He wielded the spear and madly launched attacks at Fang Yang.
Each strike contained terrifying power, enough to split mountains and shatter stones.
The spear traced trails of afterimages in the air, a dense offensive pouring down on Fang Yang like a violent storm.
However, Fang Yang moved as if strolling leisurely through a garden, weaving calmly through the dense spear shadows.
His figure drifted unpredictably; each movement perfectly avoided Long Yue's attacks.
"The game is over..." Fang Yang said softly.
His figure suddenly vanished from where he stood, appearing before Long Yue in the next moment.
His right hand struck out lightly, seemingly slow, yet making it impossible for Long Yue to evade.
Bang!
This palm solidly imprinted on Long Yue's chest.
Long Yue's entire body flew backward again, crashing heavily into the arena's protective shield before sliding to the ground.
He violently spat out a large mouthful of blood, the battle armor on his body shattering inch by inch, transforming into points of light dissipating in the air.
Long Yue fell powerlessly, the red light in his eyes completely dissipating, returning to clarity.
He looked at Fang Yang standing not far away, a complex expression flashing through his eyes, before completely losing consciousness.
The Star Luo Grand Stadium fell into complete silence.
Fang Yang stood at the center of the arena, his black clothes untainted by a speck of dust.
He glanced at Long Yue lying on the ground, then turned and walked toward the edge of the arena.
"Victor, Shrek Academy's Fang Yang!"
The referee's voice broke the silence, and subsequently, the entire venue erupted in deafening cheers.
This battle proved Fang Yang's strength to everyone.
And Long Yue, though defeated, his tenacious will had also won the respect of all.
In the spectator stands, the Monster Academy students silently watched Long Yue lying on the ground, their eyes filled with respect.
Even in defeat, he had fought until the final moment.
State Preceptor En Ci gazed deeply at Fang Yang and let out a light sigh.
"This new generation of the Douluo Continent has produced another extraordinary figure!"
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