Peerless Tang Sect: Hurricane Infinite Wind

Chapter 382: Strong Advancement
"Alright, Imperial Master, let's continue watching the match!" Xu Tianran put down his cup and said calmly. "I hope the Proud Sword Sect can force Wu Xuan to show off a little more of his strength."

After hearing this, Zhongli Wu looked at the Shrek team with a sharper look.

"First match of the quarterfinals, Shrek Academy versus Proud Sword Sect. Players from both teams enter the waiting area. The first player from the individual elimination round takes the stage."

On the Shrek team's side, seven people stood up and headed towards the waiting area. Although Wu Xuan planned to play in this match himself, it didn't mean that he was so arrogant as to not bring any teammates with him.

Entering the waiting area, Wu Xuan leaped directly onto the competition stage without even sitting down. The expressions of the members of the Proud Sword Sect across from him instantly turned grim.

Although Wu Xuan only played once, at the end of the round-robin tournament, that one appearance made everyone remember him: a Seven-Ringed Soul Sage! This was a level of cultivation that 99% of genius soul masters couldn't possibly achieve at their age.

In the end, a young man from the Aojian Sect reluctantly stepped onto the competition stage under the forced order of the team leader.

The man was dressed in a cyan outfit and was estimated to be nearly 1.8 meters tall. He looked quite handsome, a perfect match for a swordsman.

"Both parties share the same name."

"Shrek, Wu Xuan."

"Proud Sword Sect, Lu Hong!"

Then both sides retreated to the edge of the field.

"The match begins!" Zheng Zhan shouted, and Lu Hong suddenly took a step forward. With a low humming sound, a long, heavy black sword condensed from his palm. Five soul rings—yellow, purple, and black—surrounded the black sword.

Shen Gang Sword, Lu Hong's martial soul.

The first, third, and fourth soul rings instantly shone from the surroundings of the sinking steel sword. A terrifying power erupted instantly.

A black light flashed, and a sword beam came out from the sword with a sharp whistling sound, slashing towards Wu Xuan.

Shrek Academy's reputation on the continent was simply too resounding. Furthermore, he was facing the captain of the premier academy. Therefore, he couldn't afford to hesitate. He could only use his instant soul skills to contain the opponent before thinking about anything else.

Facing Lu Hong's sudden outburst, Wu Xuan's expression remained calm from beginning to end.

"Whirlwind~Defense!" Without releasing any soul ring, Wu Xuan just raised one hand lightly, and the next moment a light blue shield condensed out. The sword light that had come in front of him was easily bounced away by the shield.

"What?" Lu Hong was instantly shocked. He knew that there was a gap between him and Wu Xuan, but the gap was so big that it was really unbearable for him.

This is his instant soul skill with two levels of amplification!
"It's over, the second soul skill, Light Spirit Wind!" The yellow soul ring lit up, Wu Xuan stepped down slightly and appeared directly in front of Lu Hong in an instant. The figure that was still in place at this time became distorted and blurred.

Without any hesitation, a punch like a hurricane hit his chest directly.

With a painful groan, Lu Hong's entire body was directly hung on the outermost soul guide shield, and the heavy steel sword flew out with a clang.

All these changes happened so quickly. From Lu Hong's full-strength attack to the end of the game, it only took a few breaths.

Everyone saw Wu Xuan do just one thing: teleport.

His second soul skill is actually instant transfer? How is it possible with a hundred-year soul ring?

In the waiting area, all the participating teams looked at each other with extremely ugly expressions.

"The competition is over. Please send the next contestant from the Aojian Sect." Zheng Zhan said loudly.

The next two members of the Proud Sword Sect to take the stage were both mid-level Five-Ring Soul Kings. Facing the invincible Wu Xuan, they had no power to resist and were defeated one by one by Wu Xuan.

"Ao Jian Sect, please send out the next member!" Zheng Zhan said with a twitch of his mouth. One opponent every minute, this young man is too strong. Does he really want to challenge a pair in the quarterfinals?

On the Ao Jian Sect side, the next person to appear was a very mature young man. He had broad shoulders and a broad back, and his arms were particularly slender. His hands were especially broad, with long, thick fingers.

"Referee, I will be the last player from the Aojian Sect to play. If I lose, my Aojian Sect will give up the subsequent games." said the visitor.

"Are you sure?" Zheng Zhan said, glancing at the waiting area where the Proud Sword Sect was. As expected, the remaining members had no desire to fight.

"Confirmed!" the young man nodded. "Okay, both sides will exchange names!"

"Shrek, Wu Xuan!"

"Proud Sword Sect, Wu Yifan."

"Start!" With a loud shout, Zheng Zhan immediately dodged away.

Wu Yifan suddenly took a step forward. He extended his right index and middle fingers, put them together, and pointed forward.

"Blue Steel Sword!"

A sharp whistle suddenly resounded through the sky, and a long, broad, green sword suddenly appeared from thin air, seemingly slicing through the air. It carried an extremely sharp aura, a halo of light swirling, and a sword beam gushed out.

"Interesting! Let your green steel sword test my Soul-Breaking Spear!" Wu Xuan smiled faintly, clenched his left hand into a claw, and silver light instantly shone from the palm of his hand. As his left arm swung forward, a long spear that was dazzling all over appeared in his hand.

The two blue and purple diamond-shaped crystals at the end of the blade make the entire spear look even more gorgeous.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure, Wu Yifan felt that the sword intent he had just condensed seemed to be dispersed.

Only at this moment did he truly understand the strength of his opponent, an opponent he could never match.

"Go ahead, let me see how strong you are!" Wu Xuan raised his gun and looked at Wu Yifan, who had lost all his fighting spirit.

"Okay, please teach me!" Wu Yifan calmed down and suddenly became serious.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Blue Steel Sword."

Just hearing a soft "buzz" sound, the green sword suddenly doubled in size and turned into a giant sword four meters long. While soaring upward, a dazzling sword light suddenly burst out.

This soul skill has a very similar effect to the sharp edge of his Soul Breaking Spear's third soul skill! It's similar to how a beast spirit amplifies its own weapon spirit. This was Wu Xuan's first thought.

"Sixth soul skill, shedding the shell!"

Wu Yifan's figure instantly vanished from the spot, transforming into an inconspicuous ray of green light. It was emerald green, clear, and juicy. It seemed to be floating lightly in mid-air, as light as a feather.

How come this soul skill's state is so similar to his other third soul skill? Wu Xuan was surprised.

Merging the body into the weapon spirit was a unique soul skill. He had only gained this soul skill by absorbing the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear for a hundred thousand years.

Judging from Wu Yifan's fifth and sixth soul skills alone, his strength is truly extraordinary.

Still no soul rings were revealed, but the next moment an incomparable silver flame burst out from the blade of the Soul-Breaking Spear.

"Rule the world and destroy evil!"

Wu Xuan let out a low shout, and the shining Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand suddenly slashed down at the inconspicuous green light.

A crescent-shaped white energy blade, three meters wide, shot out from the tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear.

A huge silver-white crescent blade shot into the sky and disappeared in a flash. The sudden release of mental pressure made Zheng Zhan, the referee, break out in a cold sweat.

"Zheng——!"

Amidst the clanging sound similar to the sound of metal clashing, the silver blade accurately cut through the illusory green light.

A green light landed on the ground. Wu Yifan emerged from it in a panic, now kneeling on one knee. His face was extremely pale, and the green steel sword in his hand had transformed into a longsword, approximately three feet long and only two inches wide. The green light was as breathtaking as rippling water, and the light was so bright that it could reflect a person's reflection.

However, the strands of silver light in this brilliance were so dazzling that Wu Yifan also noticed this intention and immediately used all his soul power to resist the invasion.

(End of this chapter)