Douluo: No one but me can become a god.

Its thick, dark tail jabbed at the tree wall, but after only a little bit, it could not go any further, as it was tightly stuck by the healed tree wall and could not move.

"First Soul Skill - Tree Binding Eternal Burial," Sikong Zheng wasted no more time, and his first soul ring lit up.

The tree roots followed the crocodile's tail and tightly bound the big man, absorbing his soul power to grow into a big tree and suppress him.

With his hands in his pockets, Sikong Zheng gestured to the stunned host, "May I announce the results?"

The host, realizing what was happening, loudly announced: "The winner of this battle is the player 'Please Kill Me,' ending Black Crocodile's seven-game winning streak, bringing his record to one win and zero losses."

A thunderous applause erupted from the audience. Sikong Zheng withdrew his soul power and calmly walked out of the battle arena.

"I want to sign up for the 2v2 Soul Battle. Please arrange it as soon as possible," Sikong Zheng said, handing a badge to the staff.

"Two-on-two requires two people, where are your teammates?" the staff member asked curiously.

"I don't have any teammates right now, can't I take on two opponents by myself?" Sikong Zheng replied calmly.

"Well, there's no rule against it, sir. Are you sure?" the staff member quickly explained.

"I'm sure, let's arrange it as soon as possible."

"Okay, sir, please give your group a name," the waiter said softly.

"I'll just ask you to kill me then." Sikong Zheng raised an eyebrow, ready to carry his death-seeking style to the end.

The staff member handed over the badge, saying speechlessly, "Okay, sir, the draw is over. Two-on-two, please come this way."

The two-on-two Soul Arena is twice the size of the one-on-one arena, since there are twice as many Soul Masters and they need more room to maneuver.

"The sixth match of the two-on-two battle is between the Feiyun duo and the 'Please Kill Me' duo. And the 'Please Kill Me' duo only has one person, which means he has to fight two against one," the host announced loudly.

"What? One against two? That's too arrogant. I think he's overestimating himself..." A chorus of doubts arose from the audience.

"Go Feiyun duo! You can't lose..." The audience was optimistic about Feiyun duo and cheered them on.

At this moment, Sikong Zheng had already arrived at the Battle Arena. He listened to the doubts from the audience below the arena but paid no attention to them and remained calm.

The Feiyun duo consists of a man and a woman. The man is thin and weak, as if he has been drained dry, while the woman has an average appearance but a hot body.

"Hmph, you actually think you can take on two of us? Don't accuse us of ganging up on you, kid. Do you even have the guts?"

The skinny man looked disdainful and sneered.

Sikong Zheng picked at his ear. "You talk too much nonsense. Come on, hit me! Come on!"

"Second Soul Skill - Wood Clone, now? Don't say I'm ganging up on you," Sikong Zheng chuckled as he created two clones.

"Heh, Xiaoyun, make your move and teach this brat a lesson," the skinny man sneered.

The skinny man roared, "Swift Nether Wolf, possess me!" As the martial soul possessed him, three soul rings rose up, one yellow and one purple.

The woman with the hot figure possesses a Thorn Martial Soul, and also has a yellow-purple soul ring configuration.

"Second Soul Skill - Netherworld Claw!" The skinny man's century-old soul rings lit up, and he immediately used his second soul skill, drawing a streak of green light in the air as he charged towards Sikong Zheng.

The woman with the voluptuous figure lit up her second spirit ring, "First Spirit Skill - Thorn Kill!" Thorns shot up from the battle arena and lashed out towards Sikong Zheng.

The skinny man arrived first, his blue claw halberd suddenly closing in.

The clone took the initiative to meet him. The skinny man's right claw stabbed fiercely at Sikong Zheng's chest. Seeing this, the clone Sikong Zheng put his hands into a lock and performed a move of catching a wolf's claw with bare hands, tightly locking the skinny man's arm and making it difficult for him to break free.

The thin man's momentum sent Sikong Zheng sliding backward, his blue claws gradually piercing through the clone's chest, yet the clone still refused to let go.

"Haha, I got it!" the skinny man thought to himself with excitement.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he said fiercely, "What do you want to do? Let go of me right now!" The skinny man tried to pull his hand back, but found that his arm was tightly gripped.

The other clone seized the opportunity, quickly circled behind the skinny man, put his two palms together, revealing two fingers, exerted force in his arm, let out a strange cry, "Thousand-Year Kill," and suddenly struck the skinny man's buttocks.

The skinny man, struck by the heavy blow, collapsed to the ground with a thud, "Ah~ Hiss~, you, you, hiss~ ha~ hiss~ ha~ hiss~ ha~."

After speaking, his face turned pale, one hand covered his mouth, and the other hand tightly covered his buttocks.

The clone stood up expressionlessly: "Young hero, nice buttocks."

At the same time, the thorns rushed towards the true form, but suddenly thick tree roots rose from the ground. Compared to the Wood Release technique, the slender thorns were nothing. The thorns that rushed towards the true form were all crushed by the tree roots and scattered all over the ground.

The fiery woman had already observed how the clone defeated the skinny man. When she saw the clone looking at her, she was shocked and instinctively covered her buttocks and took a few steps back.

Sikong Zheng withdrew his clone and said righteously, "Don't worry, those were done by my clone. I am a gentleman and would never do such a despicable thing."

Sikong Zheng decisively shifted the blame to his clone.

The fiery woman gave Sikong Zheng a look that said, "I'd be a fool to believe you," and stared at him warily.

"Boy, you forced me to do this. I will definitely kill you. Third Soul Skill - Nightshade Gale Blade!" At this moment, the thin man gradually recovered from the attack of Thousand Years of Kill and looked at Sikong Zheng with a gloomy face.

The millennium soul rings on its body lit up, and the cyan wind gathered on the cyan wolf claws, emitting a tooth-grinding sound. A meter-long cyan wind blade slowly formed, and the crescent-shaped wind blade appeared on its claws.

The thin man gritted his teeth and glared at Sikong Zheng, roaring angrily:

"Kid, die!"

He was truly driven mad by the kid in front of him. He had been hit by that Thousand Years of Death move, and even now his thighs were trembling, and his anus was even slightly itchy.

Two thin, sharp wind blades shot towards Sikong Zheng at lightning speed.

The hot-tempered woman watched as her teammate was driven to the brink of madness by Sikong Zheng, but she didn't try to comfort him. After all, what her teammate needed right now wasn't comfort, but the thrill of revenge.

At the same time, the fiery woman looked at her teammates with sympathy.

"Since that's the case, then I'll play along! Third Soul Skill—Birth of the Tree Realm."

Sikong Zheng looked disdainfully at the wind blades that were shooting towards him.

With his purple spirit rings glowing, Sikong Zheng clapped his hands together and pushed forward with both palms. Huge trees sprouted from beneath his feet and spread outwards to the surrounding area of ​​the Soul Arena.

Two wind blades struck the large tree in front of Sikong Zheng, leaving only a gap about an inch long before quickly disintegrating.

The massive tree instantly enveloped the entire Soul Arena. The skinny man, caught off guard, scattered in all directions. His first Soul Ring lit up, seemingly granting him increased speed.

Unfortunately, he was already surrounded by the tree realm and was Sikong Zheng's prey. No matter how hard he tried to escape, he couldn't escape Sikong Zheng's grasp.

Finally, the skinny man exposed an opening under the dense attack of the trees and was slammed to the ground by a tree trunk, where the tree roots bound him.

The thin man struggled violently, but could only watch helplessly as his soul power was rapidly drained away by the tree. His struggles grew weaker and weaker until he was completely exhausted.

Sikong Zheng hadn't moved since entering the arena. He didn't look at the skinny man who had been dealt with, but turned to the fiery woman and said:

"Your teammates have been taken care of. What about you? Do you still want to struggle?"

The fiery woman stared in shock at the small forest that surrounded the entire Soul Arena, and couldn't help but compare it to the thorns she had created. This kind of control over the field was simply worlds apart.

The difference in strength was too great. She couldn't believe that this kid, who was younger than them, could be so powerful. He hadn't taken them seriously at first and seemed to be toying with them.

"Sigh, we give up," the fiery woman sighed.

Upon hearing the fiery woman concede defeat, Sikong Zheng retrieved the giant tree, presenting the scene from the Soul Battle Arena to the audience in its entirety.

The audience in the stands stopped cheering for the Fei Yun duo, watching the scene unfold on stage. The entire arena fell silent. They were incredulous that two against one had actually lost.

It wasn't until the host announced that the "Please Kill Me" group had won that the audience gradually came to their senses.

The audience, regaining their senses, cheered enthusiastically for the powerful young man, having witnessed a spectacular battle.

Amid cheers from the audience, Sikong Zheng walked proudly out of the fighting arena, hands in his pockets.

After leaving the Soul Arena, Sikong Zheng registered his victory points with the staff and then leisurely returned to Shrek Academy, humming and hawing along the way, clearly in a good mood.

The moon was bright and the stars were few tonight, and the road back to Shrek Academy was almost deserted.

Sikong Zheng savored the battle he had just fought in the Soul Arena. "Sigh," he thought, "I feel like I have too few skills right now. Although my Tree World Descent skill is invincible, I can only rely on this one skill to decide the outcome each time. It's useful, though."