Douluo Continent: The Ruler of Time, Reigning Supreme

Chapter 64 Ye Guyi's Power
The deep purple thousand-year soul ring seemed to possess magic, firmly attracting everyone's attention. The soul power pressure it emitted washed over the entire venue like a tangible wave.

"hiss--"

"The...the Third Ring Road?!"

"A thousand-year soul ring! She actually has a thousand-year soul ring!"

"That's... an angelic martial soul?!"

An uncontrollable gasp erupted from the stands.

Although there were no stands inside the designated area, other students waiting for their exams were watching from adjacent areas or passageways.

Many people instinctively stood up, their eyes wide with disbelief as they stared at the blonde girl in the center of the arena, who seemed like an embodiment of light.

Even the usually serious and knowledgeable referee couldn't hide the surprise that flashed in his eyes.

As a teacher, she naturally knew that there were a few "little monsters" among this year's freshmen, but seeing an eleven-year-old Soul Master in person, especially with that thousand-year-old purple Soul Ring, still brought a strong visual and mental impact.

As Ye Guyi's direct opponents, Wang Shuo, Li Ying, and Yang Yiming felt the most direct and desperate feelings at this moment.

Under the oppressive aura of that vast, pure, and supremely majestic holiness, their newly risen soul power seemed to have encountered its nemesis, and its circulation became sluggish.

The dazzling golden light was so bright that they could barely open their eyes, and the purple soul ring floating on Ye Guyi's body was like an invisible mountain, pressing down on them and making it hard for them to breathe. Even their courage to fight was rapidly fading away.

Yang Yiming's original fierce aura had vanished, leaving only a blank and terrified expression on his face.

Wang Shuo and Li Ying were also stunned and their minds were in turmoil.

Standing behind Ye Guyi, Yin Chen watched Ye Guyi's magnificent entrance, complete with its own background music and holy light effects, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration once again.

'As expected of the Holy Angel Martial Soul, this is truly impressive.'

He even felt that Ye Guyi didn't need to lift a finger; the sheer power of her martial spirit possession was enough to intimidate most opponents before the battle even began.

On the field, the situation was already clear.

One side was fully prepared, their spirit rings gleaming, while the other side, with just one person releasing their martial spirit, had already taken control of the entire situation. The balance of victory or defeat had been completely tilted the moment the match began.

Faced with Ye Guyi's overwhelming soul power and sacred aura, Wang Shuo, Li Ying, and Yang Yiming from Class 4 of the freshmen class turned pale, but a resolute look flashed in their eyes.

Anyone who gets into Shrek Academy must be proud and ambitious. How could they be cowardly before the battle even begins and willingly become a background character?
"Fight."

Yang Yiming, a powerful offensive type, roared, his first spirit ring suddenly shone brightly, his body expanded again, his skin turned a rock-like color, and he charged at Ye Guyi like a bull, trying to break the deadlock with his strength and impact.

At the same time, Wang Shuo and Li Ying from the Control Department also made their move.

The vines on Wang Shuo's body swelled up, and he activated his first soul skill, "Entangling Roots." Several dark green vines, like venomous snakes, burst from the ground and swiftly wrapped around Ye Guyi's feet, attempting to restrict her movements.

Li Ying flapped his wings, his body rising higher, activating his first soul skill, "Wind Eagle's Beak." He brought his hands together, condensing his soul power into a sharp wind cone, which, with a piercing sound, shot straight at Ye Guyi's face from the air, interfering with and restraining him.

Although the three's teamwork was somewhat raw, their explosive attack created a three-dimensional strike combining ground control, frontal assault, and aerial harassment, demonstrating a certain level of tactical skill. However, facing this seemingly perilous combined attack, Ye Guyi's exquisite face remained unmoved, only a hint of the resolute aura of a holy angel flashed in her azure eyes.

She didn't even use the power of any of her spirit rings.

Her golden wings trembled slightly without taking off, but her figure seemed to become light as a feather. With a light touch of her toes on the ground, she gracefully and swiftly dodged the vines that were wrapping around her feet, as if she were performing a sacred dance.

At the same time, the holy sword burning with golden flames in her hand moved.

The sword light was not as swift as thunder, but it carried an indescribable precision and rhythm.

Faced with Yang Yiming's powerful and savage charge, Ye Guyi neither dodged nor avoided. She slashed horizontally with the blade of her holy sword, not with a head-on collision, but with a slight twist of her wrist at the moment of contact. The blade cleverly rested on the outside of Yang Yiming's charging arm, and a supple yet vast holy light force was drawn in.

"Oh!"

Yang Yiming felt an irresistible force of deflection. His massive body, which was charging forward, was uncontrollably deviated from its course, like a spinning top being turned, carrying an unstoppable momentum... He crashed past Ye Guyi's side and almost lost his footing and fell out of the arena.

Almost simultaneously, Ye Guyi raised his left hand, his fingers forming a sword shape. A wisp of holy light, condensed to its extreme, burst forth from his fingertips, striking the sharpest tip of the wind eagle's beak that descended from the sky with unparalleled precision.

"Ding!"

With a crisp ringing sound, the wind cone that had gathered all of Li Ying's soul power shattered like fragile glass, turning into scattered wind elements.

Li Ying felt as if he had been struck by a heavy blow. He let out a muffled groan, his body swaying in the air as he nearly fell.

It all happened in the blink of an eye.

Ye Guyi didn't even move more than three steps.

After she broke through the combined attack of the three, she finally moved.

Like a golden streak of light, it instantly approached Wang Shuo and Li Ying, who were still shaken by the destruction of their soul skills.

The holy sword seemed to come alive in her hands. Its spine struck Wang Shuo's shoulder precisely, and a faint holy light emanated from it. Wang Shuo immediately felt numbness and weakness on one side of his body, his soul power dissipated, and he collapsed to the ground.

The sword hilt spun around and gently touched Li Ying's chest. Li Ying felt a gentle yet irresistible force penetrate his body, instantly sealing his soul power. His wings dissipated, he staggered backward, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Finally, she turned around and looked at Yang Yiming, who had just regained his footing and was charging forward again with a roar.

Ye Guyi flicked her wrist, and the Holy Sword drew a perfect golden arc, arriving first despite being behind, its tip lightly touching the center of Yang Yiming's chest, which was covered with rock-like skin.

Without any violent collision, Yang Yiming felt an overwhelming and irresistible power of holy light penetrate his body, instantly disintegrating the soul power he had gathered. His forward momentum came to an abrupt halt, his massive body froze on the spot, and then he collapsed to the ground, unable to get up again.

From beginning to end, it took no more than ten breaths.

Throughout the entire process, Ye Guyi moved with light steps and elegant posture, and even her breathing remained perfectly steady.

With only the exquisite swordsmanship taught by Qian Renxue and her meticulous control over the holy light, she easily defeated three opponents who were well-coordinated and possessed century-old soul skills.

(End of this chapter)