The Evil Soul Master is actually myself

A few minutes later, the first session of Zhengtian Academy ended at lightning speed.

The first match was supposed to be a trade, but the team's strength was not weak either, consisting of half tanky warriors and one archer, with excellent teamwork.

However, under the relentless bombardment of Gu Yuena's elemental torrent, resistance was difficult, and the woman with the blood-red longbow martial soul was unable to break through Xu Sanshi's absolute defense.

Ultimately, they were defeated.

This event also drew some people's attention to Gu Yuena, whose brilliance could not be completely overshadowed even by Su Ming.

"The second match of the team competition, please have both teams' teammates come up to the stage," the referee said in a deep voice.

As Gu Yuena stepped off the stage, she even gave Su Ming a defiant snort.

"You childish brat," Su Ming scoffed.

But as soon as he stepped onto the ring, his expression immediately turned serious. Beibei glanced at him, somewhat speechless.

Their opponent was a blonde, mature woman with a tall, curvaceous figure, fair skin, and delicate features. At first glance, she looked like a Western princess or saint.

The other was a man, with an elegant and sophisticated demeanor, like a princess's butler.

“Yu Mengdi.” The blonde woman said solemnly, her eyes burning with fervor, a palpable fighting spirit emanating from her.

Su Ming became serious. His martial spirit trembled, and the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger martial spirit surged with malice, targeting the mature woman in front of him as if he had encountered a natural enemy. After realizing that he was no longer the same as before, he tried to kill her to prove himself.

In addition, an undeveloped 'embryo' is also stirring, constantly radiating an aura of friendliness and goodwill.

Su Ming was completely baffled, wondering where the Deathly Holy God's friendliness came from.

Regardless, the mature woman in front of me is no ordinary person.

Su Ming's martial spirit possessed him, and thick darkness instantly covered the earth. Twisted shadows howled in despair, as if a demon lord had been born, and an unparalleled evil spirit stood in the world and roared.

buzz~

Just when Su Ming thought his demonic power would overwhelm the entire scene as always, the blonde mature woman also activated her martial spirit.

Endless light emanated from her, and at this moment she seemed to transform into light itself. A sacred, mellow, and fiery aura spread, making the golden world and the night each occupy half of the arena.

A pair of dazzling white wings appeared on the smooth jade back of Yu Mengdi, with intricate sacred golden patterns outlining solemn religious designs, creating a refined and meticulous aesthetic.

Two yellow, two purple, and two black spirit rings rose up.

Su Ming was stunned. An angelic martial soul?!

Although it's only at the level of a two-winged angel, it can evolve in the future, becoming a four-winged or six-winged spirit. When it reaches the title of Douluo, it will be no less powerful than a god-level martial soul.

Connecting the girl's name with his own, he vaguely remembered her; it seemed she really existed. Unfortunately, unlike Ye Guyi, she disappeared without a trace after appearing in just a few chapters, leading him to suspect that she had been targeted by an evil spirit master and secretly silenced.

“Something’s wrong with her; there’s a trace of divinity within her.” Old Yi, who had been holed up in his spiritual sea and hadn’t spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke up. He first bestowed blessings upon all living beings as the Son of Light, and then unleashed the calamity of the dead as the Lord of Death. No one understood divinity and light better than him.

Su Ming remained calm. Yu Mengdi couldn't possibly be some kind of divine child. The status of the Angel God had collapsed ten thousand years ago. In his memory, her cultivation was only that of a Soul King. How could she be a Soul Emperor now? Even he sensed a dangerous aura.

Could it be that after the angelic divine essence shattered, it transformed into billions of divine essences scattered across the continent, waiting for darkness to return and then gather and surge together?

Interestingly, the concept of angelic spirits evolving gradually didn't exist before the Spirit Hall; they were born as six-winged angels.

Su Ming was lost in thought, while Yu Mengdi on the other side charged forward without hesitation. Her first spirit ring lit up, a dazzling golden light appeared, and she held a pair of noble and sacred greatswords in her hands.

Her exquisite features were filled with majesty, like a holy angel descending from heaven to judge the sins of the world.

The second spirit ring lit up, Holy Radiance Cross Slash!

Yu Mengdi crossed her two swords and unleashed a sacred cross slash in mid-air. Like a massive, heavy, and dazzling cross, it crashed down, carrying immense power and divine might as it hurtled towards Su Ming.

The melodious and graceful singing, and the sacred and dignified praises, resounded throughout the arena at this moment, as the gods praised the angels who judged all evil.

Su Ming's lips twitched. These attack effects were too dazzling. The unlucky guy drooled with envy at the noble lucky guy.

Yu Mengdi immediately demonstrated the uniqueness of her Angelic Martial Soul. Her first Soul Skill was called Divine Twin Swords, a peculiar weapon-type Soul Skill. When the Divine Sword was in hand, all Soul Skills could be released in combination with it.

Su Ming unleashed a simultaneous attack with his black gold palm blade in his left hand, the Eternal Black Gold Blade, now greatly expanded, reaching for the falling sacred cross. He couldn't use the Thunder Dragon Leap Step to dodge, as Bei Bei was right behind him.

He seriously doubted that if he dodged, Yu Mengdi would be able to strike and kill Beibei in an instant.

Chapter 163 Fierce Battle

clang!

A deafening sound echoed across the arena, and a series of sparks erupted from the palm that shone with ebony light, leaving behind traces of sacred golden flames that continued to burn.

Su Ming felt a sharp pain in his palm, and rarely did he feel any pressure.

Yu Mengdi was agile and wielded a pair of platinum greatswords with great force. With a heavy slash from above, she tried to split Su Ming in two.

The boy had barely retreated when another greatsword swept across, creating a powerful storm, attempting to cut him in half at the waist.

Dangdang Dangdang!

Su Ming repeatedly darted back and forth between the two greatswords that were swung like whirlwinds with his left hand, only using his right hand to resist when he could no longer block them. Of course, each time he did this, a clear golden mark would be left behind.

Angelic martial souls are too effective against dark attributes, even at the beginner level. And because of his disguise, Su Ming was unable to unleash his ultimate evil power, which was somewhat frustrating.

With his Soul Emperor-level cultivation, he had indeed encountered his first true opponent.

The nobleman from Zhengtian Academy stood at the other end of the arena, smiling as he unleashed his martial spirit.

A pristine white book appeared in his hand, covered with dazzling gems, and five soul rings encircled his body.

The man stood solemnly, holding the sacred book in one hand and gently stroking it with the other, while loudly chanting a sacrificial hymn.

The first and second soul skills lit up, and two beams of light descended from the sky, one pure white and crystal clear, the other a dazzling golden yellow, landing on the holy angel Yu Mengdi.

Yu Mengdi's figure became increasingly light, and her wielding of the two swords became increasingly swift and fierce, as if forming a golden whirlwind that frantically cut through everything around her and swept across the arena.

A hazy, dreamlike golden glow falls, like an epic hymn, bringing back the mythical stage.

Su Ming's expression turned solemn as he retreated again and again. Suddenly, he reached out and made a grasping motion, unleashing a powerful attraction that drew in wisps of black mist from all around.

Yu Mengdi's agile figure staggered, and a hideous demon head brand appeared on her head. She felt waves of weakness spreading through her body, as if she were a rotten tree about to fall, and an aura of decay and aging emanated from her body.

As Su Ming's cultivation level increases, the Heavenly Demon Cage Hand becomes increasingly monstrous. One day, it might even be able to absorb the life force of others, truly achieving the state of turning white-haired overnight.

The nobleman behind him became much more serious. He opened the book, turned a page, and his fourth soul ring lit up, with a beam of emerald light descending from above.

With compassionate praise, the holy angel placed at the center of the stage is baptized.

However, this only faded the mark of the Heavenly Demon, making it barely visible; the Curse of Weakness remained stubbornly persistent.

Yu Mengdi's third spirit ring lit up, and golden flames rose rapidly. Faintly, a six-winged humanoid figure of light appeared behind Yu Mengdi. A holy and flawless aura spread, and supreme authority shone brightly.

The blonde mature woman was completely bathed in gold, crystal clear like glass, with every strand of her hair shimmering gold. Paired with her cold and exquisite features, she was like a mature angelic older sister.

The Angel's Blessing completely washed away the Demonic Mark and greatly amplified Yu Mengdi's abilities.

With all three soul skills activated simultaneously, her energy and spirit soared to their peak, and her fighting spirit soared.

buzz~

A layer of obsidian metal plating covered Su Ming's entire body. His blood and qi were vast, and wave after wave of crimson light soared into the sky. The young man's eyes were calm, his black hair was flying, and he was bathed in the crimson light of his blood and qi. He threw a punch that was as heavy as Mount Tai pressing down, and it was so powerful that it seemed to merge with heaven and earth, and even the space itself trembled.

Su Ming unleashed his first and second soul skills, his black and gold hand shattering the void. The clanging sound of steel echoed all around, and the dark curtain that blotted out the sky easily obliterated the holy storm that was radiating golden light.

Yu Mengdi was slapped and sent flying backward, staggering as she staggered back.

Her voluptuous body trembled, shocked by this innate divine power.

Su Ming gave her no chance to catch her breath, pressing forward and unleashing punch after punch, like a god beating a drum. One after another, the illusory realms fell, shattering the void.

A massive black and gold hand filled the void, sealing off all of Yu Mengdi's escape routes. It was as if ancient divine mountains were falling, and the heavy, solidified space made the blonde woman breathless.

Her fourth soul skill lit up, and her full and upright figure suddenly shattered like a dreamlike phantom. Fragments of golden light fell, and she became illusory in mid-air, dodging the countless fist imprints.

Rumble!

Su Ming's fist slammed into the air, creating a violent hurricane that tore through the clouds in the sky. The arena was instantly riddled with holes, and countless pieces of gravel were thrown up.

Beibei originally intended to attack the man hiding behind the angel sister, but due to the raging storm, she had no choice but to retreat to the edge of the arena.

Wang Yan, standing below the arena, slapped his forehead upon seeing this scene, realizing he had miscalculated; Bei Bei and Su Ming were completely incompatible.

The hurricane howled, sweeping up sand and stones.

The nobleman from Zhengtian Academy was filled with terror. He gritted his teeth and activated his fifth soul ring. His jet-black, ten-thousand-year soul skill was activated, and a layer of black energy shield covered the area about ten feet around him. The shield, which shone with a metallic luster, blocked the raging wind outside.

Su Ming calmly stopped and gazed at the angelic elder sister in the sky.

At this moment, Yu Mengdi's entire body was engulfed in crystalline flames, and golden light spread across the earth, like a blazing golden sun suspended in the air, continuously radiating a sacred aura, attempting to purify all the filth in the world.

Her fifth spirit ring lit up.

The two swords that Yu Mengdi held in her hands merged into one, and a two-handed greatsword appeared, its entire body radiant and wrapped with wisps of golden light. In addition, there was the Holy Avenger!

"God-Ascension Slash!" The blonde mature woman raised her holy sword high and slashed down fiercely, descending from the sky like a dazzling shooting star.

Looking at his empty hands, Su Ming sincerely felt that it was time to find a suitable weapon. Otherwise, always fighting bare-handed, unlike Ye Hei who could perform the Heavenly Emperor Fist with its special effects and maximum power, he only appeared poor and low-class.

The black-haired boy's calm eyes reflected the gleaming sword blade as he raised his fist and swung it.

Roar!

With a roar like a tiger, the enormous shadow beneath his feet stirred up waves, as if a prehistoric behemoth from the depths of a dark sea had leaped up to oppose the judgment of heaven.

A jet-black tiger soared into the sky, while a massive six-winged angel loomed overhead, casting a shadow over the arena. The sky was ablaze with golden light, while the ground was shrouded in gloom and terror, a stark contrast between darkness and light.

clang!

There was no violent explosion, no raging energy waves tearing everything apart; only the silent dissipation of light and shadow, a profound stillness, and finally, the final sound of death echoed, marking the end of the prelude to the apocalypse.

Yu Mengdi's lightsaber struck Su Ming's fist, and her tall figure floated, as if frozen at the end of time and space.

Strands of crimson blood stained Su Ming's fist, and the golden flame marks lingered for a long time; his defenses had been breached.

Su Ming's expression was indifferent, seemingly with a hint of disappointment, feeling that the power unleashed by the Angelic Martial Soul was not as expected.

"Stop looking down on me." Yu Mengdi gritted her teeth, flapped her wings, and soared into the air. Her sixth spirit ring faintly glowed with a golden light, which gradually permeated the dark spirit ring, making it as bright as gold.

The blonde, mature woman's demeanor shifted dramatically, exuding an aura of purity and elegance. Her exquisite features became compassionate, as if the Virgin Mary were gently gazing upon the world.

"Be careful, the divinity within her is awakening," Elder Yi warned him, no longer resurrected.

Su Ming also became serious, feeling the resonance and trembling of the evil god's blood within his body and the giant egg in his spiritual sea.

However, he suppressed his boiling purple divine blood to avoid bullying the weak.

"The moment of holy judgment!" Yu Mengdi roared majestically, and a phantom of a six-winged angel stood in the sky, making the arena appear tiny in front of the enormous and lifelike illusion.