As the two stepped forward, the others retreated a distance, leaving a space for the three to fight.
"My name is Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, 29th level two-ring Battle Soul Grandmaster," Tang San said with one hand behind his back, speaking calmly and exuding an air of confidence. He thought this pose was incredibly cool and would surely catch Xiao Wu's attention.
"Meng Yiran, Martial Soul Serpent Staff, 30th level two-ring Battle Soul Grandmaster," Meng Yiran also announced her name, her eyes filled with fighting spirit and a strong desire for victory.
"Well, my name is Ye Feng, three-ring Soul Grandmaster. Since I have one more Soul Ring than you, I've decided not to use my Soul Skills in this fight, so as not to be accused of bullying you," Ye Feng nodded and spoke indifferently.
"What! To be a Soul Grandmaster at such a young age, what kind of background does this kid have…" Chao Tianxiang was inwardly shocked upon hearing this.
However, the Shrek Seven didn't show much surprise. After all, they had already witnessed Ye Feng's strength. It was understandable that he was a Soul Grandmaster, and they weren't far behind in cultivation level. They would catch up sooner or later.
"Hmph! What are you showing off for? Being a Soul Grandmaster isn't that impressive. You're not even releasing your Soul Rings—are you looking down on me?" Meng Yiran was immediately displeased.
In fact, she had already been annoyed when he suggested a two-on-one fight. Now, he wasn't even releasing his Soul Rings, which felt like a blatant disregard for her.
Facing such an opponent, even if she won, it would feel like an unfair victory.
"Ye Feng, I admit you're strong, but not releasing your Soul Rings is a bit too dismissive of us, don't you think?" Tang San also frowned slightly, sharing Meng Yiran's sentiment.
"Alright, alright, since you've all said so, I won't hold back anymore," Ye Feng shrugged and reluctantly released his Soul Rings.
In the next moment, two purple and one black Soul Ring slowly rose from beneath Ye Feng's feet.
The Star Dragon's manifestation enveloped Ye Feng in a faint golden light. However, to avoid overwhelming his opponents, Ye Feng suppressed 99% of his Martial Soul Dragon Might.
Even so, everyone around them widened their eyes in shock, their jaws nearly dropping to the ground.
"Thousand… Thousand Year… Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! That's impossible…"
"He's only a Soul Grandmaster! How could he absorb such a powerful Soul Ring?"
"It's an illusion, it must be an illusion! I don't believe it!"
Chao Tianxiang, Zhao Wuji, and the Shrek Seven were all utterly astonished.
Chao Tianxiang, with her serpent-type Martial Soul, was particularly sensitive to Dragon Might. The terrifying bloodline power she sensed was undoubtedly of the highest caliber! For a moment, she even entertained the thought of kidnapping Ye Feng to make him her grandson-in-law.
However, the thought vanished as quickly as it came. After all, a Soul Master with such a powerful Martial Soul must come from a formidable family or force, far beyond what a small-time Snake Woman like her could afford to provoke.
At this moment, everyone's worldview was profoundly shaken.
Especially Tang San, his eyes were practically popping out of his head! To absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, one must at least reach level 50! Yet, the other party, at the Soul Grandmaster level, had already absorbed a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring. This was simply too outrageous!
Since becoming a disciple, he had never doubted any of Yu Xiaogang's theories. He even believed that Yu Xiaogang was the most formidable teacher in the world, omniscient and all-knowing.
He also believed that Yu Xiaogang's theories were centuries ahead of the entire continent and had never considered any flaws in them.
But now...
Ye Feng's sudden appearance.
Completely shattered all the theories he had known.
His faith was also severely shaken, leaving him questioning life itself.
Of course, apart from the shock, everyone else's impression of Ye Feng had drastically changed.
...
"So... so strong..."
Xiao Wu slightly opened her small mouth. At this moment, Ye Feng's status in her heart had directly surpassed Tang San, reaching the pinnacle! Although she hadn't seen Ye Feng in action, as a Soul Beast in human form, she felt the terrifying pressure from his bloodline most intensely.
Domineering! Majestic! Unparalleled strength and grandeur!
Before this, Tang San was the strongest in her heart, an invincible existence. There was only one figure in her heart, and that was Tang San.
But now, Ye Feng's figure had forcefully and domineeringly squeezed into her heart, kicking Tang San far away.
...
...
It wasn't just Xiao Wu; Zhu Zhuqing's gaze towards Ye Feng had also changed.
Her heart was pounding wildly.
Just moments ago, she had inexplicably felt an extreme disgust towards Dai Mubai, and not just Dai Mubai, but also Tang San, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun. She found them somewhat repulsive...
And Ye Feng's appearance seemed to perfectly align with her heart's desires, perfectly matching her aesthetic, even surpassing it! She had never known what love at first sight was, but now she knew.
Coupled with the terrifying talent Ye Feng had just displayed, she was even more certain that Ye Feng was the perfect man in her heart! The sole standard for her future partner!
...
"It seems you're under a lot of pressure, but I will still follow the agreement and not use any Soul Skills to fight you, lest you say I'm bullying you." Ye Feng took in everyone's reactions and smiled slightly.
It seemed that the Lexical Traits he had given them were already starting to take effect.
"Damn it..."
Tang San stared intently at Ye Feng, feeling the terrifying pressure from him, his eyes turning bloodshot.
It wasn't just the pressure from Ye Feng, but also the pressure in his heart.
Because he noticed that Xiao Wu's gaze was now completely fixed on Ye Feng, causing his heart to ache intensely, even more so than the collapse of his faith.
Pain! So much pain! Before Tang San could even make a move, Meng Yiran couldn't hold back any longer.
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"Enough nonsense! You'll pay for your arrogance!"
Although Meng Yiran also felt the powerful Dragon Might, causing her Martial Soul to tremble and fear.
But at this moment, her Competitive Spirit forced her to suppress the fear in her heart.
Meng Yiran let out a fierce shout, and from the serpent head at the top of her serpent-headed staff, a two-foot-long serpent blade shot out, instantly reaching Ye Feng and slashing toward his heart.
This was her first Soul Skill, "Serpent Blade," which not only carried deadly poison but also possessed immense lethality. Its speed was incredibly fast, and as long as it could break the enemy's skin, the poison would penetrate deep into their body, causing excruciating pain.
Seeing this, Ye Feng showed no intention of dodging.
He simply raised his hand and gave a casual wave.
"Smack!"
The motion was as casual as swatting a fly.
His palm collided with the sharp blade, but the seemingly fierce and sharp blade shattered like a bubble upon contact, dissipating into Soul Power.
Not only did it fail to harm Ye Feng, but it couldn't even leave a mark on his palm.
After all, Ye Feng's pure physical strength was now comparable to that of a ten-thousand-year Soul Beast, and his defensive power was formidable.
Naturally, someone as insignificant as Meng Yiran was no match for him.
"What... how is this possible?"
Meng Yiran widened her beautiful eyes in disbelief.
Her blade was not only sharp but also laced with deadly poison!
Yet, it had been effortlessly shattered by him...
If it weren't for the clear consumption of Soul Power she felt, she might have even doubted whether this was an illusion.
"Again!"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—"
Meng Yiran, refusing to accept defeat, frantically released more poisonous blades.
Dozens of serpent blades formed in an instant, raining down like a storm, enveloping Ye Feng from all directions and cutting off any possible retreat.
In response, Ye Feng didn't even bother to raise his hand to fend them off. Instead, he simply let his body take the hits.
"Pitter-patter, pitter-patter—"
All the blades struck Ye Feng like raindrops, but they also burst apart like water droplets, weak and powerless, unable to inflict even the slightest harm on him.
"No... this can't be... how can you be this strong..."
Meng Yiran collapsed to the ground, her face filled with despair and disbelief.
Although her [Competitive Spirit] could grant her extra courage, in the face of such an insurmountable gap, no amount of courage would help.
Instead, the side effects of her [Competitive Spirit] began to take hold due to her failure, causing her body to grow weak. The weakening of her attributes, coupled with the severe blow to her confidence, left her utterly broken.
"His physical strength is immense. You're no match for him. Let me handle this."
Tang San took a deep breath and slowly stepped in front of Meng Yiran, speaking calmly.
Although he was shocked by Ye Feng's strength and defense, his Blue Silver Grass was most adept at using softness to overcome hardness. Moreover, he not only had Blue Silver Grass but also terrifying Hidden Weapons!
In this battle, even if it meant revealing all his trump cards, he had to win!
In the next moment, Tang San immediately activated his first Soul Skill—Blue Silver Entanglement! Immediately, a large number of Blue Silver Grass erupted from the ground, instantly entangling Ye Feng's legs while releasing poison in an attempt to paralyze him.
(End of Chapter)