The Glory of the Sun and Moon in the Peerless Tang Sect

Of course, all of these require payment.

To participate in a Soul Fighting match, both sides must pay at least ten Gold Soul Coins as venue fees. Despite this, many students still enjoy it immensely. This is because there are no restrictions on fighting here, and there's no need to worry about overdoing it or causing danger, as the instructors will carefully control the intensity. Furthermore, winning a match in the Soul Fighting area will earn academic credits, which will be added to your grade-level exams.

After the fourth grade, if you want to upgrade, the credits for fighting souls are necessary.For example, to be promoted from the fourth grade to the fifth grade, one needs at least ten experience of defeating opponents of the same grade in the soul fighting area.Moving from fifth grade to sixth grade requires more.After the sixth grade, if one wants to enter the inner court, the credits of fighting souls are even more important.

The Soul Fighting Zone competition is open to all students, provided that a fee is paid, which costs one Silver Soul Coin.

However, if it is used for teaching, whether for competition or watching competition, it is free.

The Soul Battle Zone is hexagonal, roughly the same size as Shrek Square, with a large open space in the center, where the students compete. Surrounding it are concentric circles of seats that gradually rise in height, capable of accommodating approximately three thousand people at a time.

When Xu Zihuang and Tuoba Yu entered the Soul Battle Zone, the students of Class 9 were all sitting around the seats at the edge of the arena.

The field was empty, but there was a wide partition between the field and the stands. Mu Jin stood in the center holding the roster, with two other teachers, a man and a woman, beside him.

The male teacher looked to be around forty years old, considerably older than Mu Jin. He had a very ordinary appearance and no domineering aura; he had a smiling face and seemed very amiable.

As for the other female teacher, she was about the same age as Mu Jin, with a faint smile on her face, and you could feel a faint life force emanating from her from afar.

Mu Jin wasn't particularly surprised by the female teacher. When she booked her use of the Soul Battle Zone yesterday, this healing-focused teacher was in charge of their class's practical assessment, ensuring immediate treatment for any injured students.

Although this male teacher's cultivation level was only Soul King, his research into martial soul theory was among the most profound in the entire Shrek Academy. He was generally only responsible for teaching senior students in the outer academy, and was even qualified to teach disciples in the inner academy.

"Teacher Wang Yan, what brings you here?" Mu Jin was very respectful to this highly experienced teacher.

Wang Yan chuckled and said, "I heard from Director Du that among this year's freshmen, Class 9, taught by Teacher Mu, has the best talent. I just happened to hear that you were going to use the Soul Battle Zone, and I didn't have any classes this morning, so I came uninvited. Teacher Mu, I hope this won't bother you."

"Of course not." Mu Jin waved her hand, then said with a hint of meaning and a touch of pride, "I believe Teacher Wang will be interested in the students in our class."

"Oh?" Wang Yan raised an eyebrow and turned his gaze with interest to the newly promoted Class 9 students on the stands.

His original intention was to observe whether any of the freshmen in Class 9 possessed a martial spirit that interested him. Being exceptionally passionate about the study of martial spirits, his emotions were immediately stirred upon hearing Mu Jin's words.

Not long after Xu Zihuang and Tuoba Yu arrived at the Soul Fighting Zone, Ning Tian and Wu Feng also arrived one after another.

Mu Jin looked around at everyone and, seeing that everyone had arrived, decided not to waste any more time.

"As the class monitor, Yu Tianhuang will be the first to go. What I said before still holds true: whoever can defeat Yu Tianhuang can take his place. Anyone who wants to challenge him can step forward now. If not, then I will designate the opponent."

Xu Zihuang and Tuoba Yu were originally sitting at the back of the stands, but as soon as Mu Jin said this, everyone's attention immediately turned to them.

Even Wang Yan, who was standing next to Mu Jin, looked over with great interest.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Xu Zihuang reluctantly got up and walked along the passage between the stands towards the field.

Several male students, confident in their own abilities, looked at Xu Zihuang with a hint of eagerness in their eyes, but before they could speak, a voice carrying a touch of coldness suddenly rang out.

"Teacher Mu, I want to challenge him!"

Xu Zihuang paused, frowned, and looked back.

The one who stood up was Wu Feng, who was standing next to Ning Tian.

"Feng Mei, what are you doing?! Didn't I tell you not to challenge him?" Ning Tian lowered his voice, a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.

But Wu Feng avoided Ning Tian's gaze, gritted his teeth, and leaped from his seat, landing first in the center of the arena.

Because of her anger, she seemed to have forgotten that she was wearing a knee-length skirt under her Shrek Academy uniform.

Of course, the vast majority of the freshmen in Class 9 were female students, and there were three teachers present. Even if the male students wanted to catch a glimpse under their skirts, they didn't have the courage to look up.

Xu Zihuang glanced at Ning Tian thoughtfully. From their conversation, he already knew the identity of the newcomer.

Isn't that Wu Feng, the one with the fiery temper who likes Ning Tian?

But he felt somewhat resentful at being held hostile for no reason.

Reaching the center of the arena, Xu Zihuang stared intently at Wu Feng, who met his gaze head-on without flinching, his dark red eyes gleaming with an eerie light. The surrounding air seemed to grow subtly hotter.

"Teacher Mu, your students are so energetic!" Wang Yan, who was in the isolation area, joked with Mu Jin with a smile.

Mu Jin smiled and nodded in response, looking at the two people in the center of the field.

The main reason she had the students practice combat on the first day was to familiarize them with their martial spirit abilities, so that they could be divided into three-person teams for assessment three months later.

Wu Feng's martial spirit was not weak, and her cultivation was only below Yu Tianhuang and Ning Tian. In her opinion, she was the perfect opponent for the two of them.

Mu Jin opened the folder in her hand, made a few marks with her pen, and then looked up and said, "Yu Tianhuang, Wu Feng, you two stay in one corner of the arena. You may release your martial spirits only after I say the match has started."

The two understood each other and retreated simultaneously. But before retreating, Wu Feng gave Xu Zihuang a cold warning.

"Stay away from Ning Tian from now on."

"Are you telling me how to do things?" Xu Zihuang raised an eyebrow. He had never been a good-tempered person. When had anyone ever dared to speak to him like that?

He came to Shrek Academy intending to put away the arrogance of his royal lineage, but that doesn't mean he would be subservient.

The arena was quite spacious, as it faced the entire outer academy. The destructive power of the martial spirits and soul skills of the senior students was far beyond what the freshmen could match. The two were in one corner of the arena, at least a hundred meters apart.

Even before the battle began, the air was already thick with tension between the two sides.

Mu Jin was pleased to see this; competition breeds progress. This has always been a tradition at Shrek Academy.

"The battle begins!" As Mu Jin's voice rang out, Wu Feng shouted, her delicate body suddenly springing up. A thick wave of heat surged from her body, accompanied by a soft dragon's roar.

In an instant, Wu Feng's slender body grew longer and longer. When she was in the air, she looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who had just completed puberty. Her slender body even ripped her school uniform, revealing the close-fitting clothes underneath.

No wonder she didn't care about exposing herself when she jumped into the field.

Clearly, she had come prepared. Underneath, she wore an extremely elastic leather outfit, revealing a pair of smooth, fleshy thighs. The leather outfit was a one-piece, tapering upwards to cover her full breasts, which had become more voluptuous after she activated her martial spirit.

A faint red glow shimmered on Wu Feng's skin. Starting from the left side of his face, a layer of fine dragon scales covered his face, extending down his neck, along his shoulder, and down his entire left arm and left hand.

Compared to the domineering aura of Bei Bei's Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex martial soul, Wu Feng's use of a dragon-type martial soul was relatively gentler. But that's only relative.

The fire-attribute red dragon exuded the powerful aura of a top-tier martial soul, and two yellow soul rings instantly rose from its feet.

Seeing the changes in Wu Feng's body, Wang Yan softly praised, "Red Dragon Martial Soul, calm and focused aura, and good control over the Martial Soul. Teacher Mu, this student of yours has a great chance of becoming a core disciple."

Mu Jin smiled without saying a word, but subconsciously glanced in Xu Zihuang's direction. However, her smile quickly froze, and her expression turned displeased.

"Why aren't you releasing your Martial Soul? So arrogant!!"

No teacher likes an arrogant student, because on the battlefield, this can be a fatal flaw.

She didn't want Yu Tianhuang, whom she valued, to have his future development delayed because of this shortcoming.

"No, Teacher Mu, look at his eyes. He has already used his martial soul, but he hasn't revealed his soul rings." Wang Yan, who has a deeper understanding of martial souls, has a broader knowledge than Mu Jin and saw through the mystery at a glance.

Compared to his previous slight admiration for Wu Feng, his current appreciation for Xu Zihuang was almost palpable, and he was beaming with excitement.

"Releasing a martial soul without revealing its spirit rings requires an extremely high level of control over the martial soul. Even among the inner court students, not everyone can do it. Teacher Mu, your student is truly remarkable."

During their conversation, the distance between Wu Feng and Xu Zihuang rapidly closed.

Wu Feng possessed a slender and beautiful figure, yet she exuded an aura of explosive power. In a flash, she appeared before Xu Zihuang. Her left arm swept horizontally, striking directly at Xu Zihuang's body.

He was burning with rage.

"You're not even releasing your Martial Soul? Are you looking down on me?"

Faced with her domineering attitude, Xu Zihuang's expression turned slightly cold. Relying on the martial soul instinct of his Golden Eyes, he had already completely seen through Wu Feng's actions.

Don't hit women?

nonexistent.

A deliberate, deliberate punch!

Just as Wu Feng's left arm was about to touch his chest, Xu Zihuang's figure suddenly became ethereal. He narrowly avoided Wu Feng's sweeping left arm.

A deafening, almost explosive, sound rang out as his right fist, enveloped in dense soul power, hurtled straight towards Wu Feng's face. He showed no mercy whatsoever.

Xu Zihuang's timing in the battle was exceptionally skillful; it was precisely when Wu Feng's initial strength had just been exhausted and his subsequent strength had not yet arrived.

"How could this be?!"

Wu Feng's pupils contracted sharply; Xu Zihuang's counterattack was simply too fast. In her haste, she didn't even have time to activate her soul skill, and could only raise her left arm, covered with pale red dragon scales, to protect herself.

However, she quickly calmed her turbulent emotions and let out a soft hum. Her Red Dragon Martial Soul already possessed astonishing defensive power, and with the high temperature attached to the dragon scales, coupled with Yu Tianhuang's overconfidence in not using his Martial Soul, she believed that Yu Tianhuang would ultimately be the one to suffer.

But the moment their fists touched, she realized just how foolish she had been.

"Crack—" A tremendous force struck, and before Wu Feng could feel any pain, the bones in his left arm made a series of crisp cracking sounds. He completely lost consciousness and his arm hung limply down.

Mu Jin, Wang Yan, and another teacher from the therapy department in the audience were completely caught off guard.

Even Xu Zihuang was taken aback by the sudden change and quickly withdrew his strength. His left hand, which had been clenched into a claw and was about to crush a skull, froze in mid-air.

"So weak?"

He wasn't trying to kill Wu Feng; in fact, he had no intention of using his full strength, only employing less than five-tenths of his power.

For a moment, he was unsure whether he had underestimated his own strength or overestimated Wu Feng's power.

Whether she heard Xu Zihuang's mutterings or was belatedly struck by the sharp pain in her left arm, she didn't know.

"puff--"

Suddenly, Wu Feng, pale-faced, coughed up a mouthful of blood. His dark red eyes, which had been fixed on Xu Zihuang with resentment, gradually dimmed, and he collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The stands were completely silent, clearly stunned by Xu Zihuang's methods.

To kill Wu Feng, who possesses a powerful red dragon martial soul and is also a Great Soul Master, with a single punch—even a seasoned Soul Venerable couldn't do that so easily.

Most of them were far inferior to Wu Feng in terms of martial spirit and cultivation. Putting themselves in Wu Feng's shoes, they felt that they probably didn't even have the courage to face Yu Tianhuang.

The male student who had previously been eager to challenge Xu Zihuang was completely impressed this time.

Among Soul Masters, the strong reign supreme—a rule that has remained unchanged for millennia.

The female students' eyes gleamed with admiration. With her outstanding looks and formidable strength, Xu Zihuang was simply impeccable.

In the area in front of the stands, next to Nanmen Yun'er, a cute black-haired girl hugged Nanmen Yun'er's arms and said in a sweet voice, "Yun'er, don't you know Yu Tianhuang? Can you ask him to have lunch with you later?"

The girl had short black hair, but a few strands of white hair were mixed in. She wasn't tall, but her figure was outstanding for her age.

Feeling the strange sensation on her right arm, the usually gentle Nammon Yoon-ah felt a sense of unease for some reason.

"We only met once yesterday, and we don't know each other well. This isn't a good idea."

Hibiscus, who was in the isolated area, came to her senses and called out to the female teacher in the healing department next to her.

"Teacher Green".

Teacher Lv hurriedly followed Hibiscus onto the field to check on Wu Feng's condition.

"The student must have stopped in time due to the broken bones in his left arm causing meridian disorders."