"Star God Sword!"
Ye Xinglan activated her martial soul, right hand rising gracefully.
Stellar light erupted around her, two yellow soul rings rippling beneath her feet.
Starlight coalesced in her palm, forging a 1.2-meter golden longsword—
its blade studded with constellations, radiating awe-inspiring power.
The moment she gripped the hilt, her aura surged, melding with the sword—Body and Sword as One!
At just ten years old—achieving this legendary state?!
No wonder Shrek Academy deemed her a genius!
In the stands, true masters gaped in awe:
"Body-Sword Unity—a realm countless Soul Masters chase in vain!"
Their eyes burned with envy.
"Golden Dragon Spear!"
Fang Yang raised his right hand—a golden spear materialized, dragon pattern snaking along its shaft, menacing pressure crushing the arena.
Ye Xinglan frowned. "You won't even release your martial soul?"
"Thanks for the reminder—let's begin," Fang Yang smiled, twirling the spear in a dazzling flourish.
"Then—have at you!"
Ye Xinglan's eyes blazed with battle-lust.
Her Star God Sword became a comet, slicing the air with a thunderous shriek—faster than lightning!
Fang Yang blocked calmly.
CLANG!
Spear met sword—sparks exploding like fireworks.
Both staggered half a step—equal.
Ye Xinglan stunned inwardly:
Her Star God power… deflected by raw strength alone?!
"First Soul Skill: Sword God's Star!"
Her first yellow ring blazed.
The Star God Sword accelerated, stabbing with star-forged speed.
Fang Yang's eyes sharpened.
Soul power surged into the Golden Dragon Spear—golden light erupted, dragon patterns writhing, a low dragon's roar shaking the arena.
He swept one-handed—Thousand-Army Cleaving!
BOOM!
Ye Xinglan stumbled back, arm numb, disbelief flashing in her eyes.
"How… is this possible?!"
The crowd erupted.
Fang Yang— no martial soul released—dominating Shrek's prodigy?!
"Xinglan… losing ground?"
Shrek's Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda girl gaped, brows knitted.
"We underestimated this world," Shrek's captain (Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul) muttered gravely. "Such talent… in the Tianhai Alliance?!"
Master Shen Yi shook her head, awed: "Who trains such a monster?"
—
Donghai's camp:
- Tang Wulin's eyes shone with reverence: "Only Fang Yang…"
- Xie Xie gaped: "This is absurd!"
- Wang Jinxi broke his silence: "Captain… too strong."
- Zhang Yangzi nodded: "No wonder he crushed me."
"Ugh, Zhang Yangzi—stop acting!" Xie Xie snarked.
Zhang and Wang glared.
"I said NOTHING!" Xie Xie backpedaled frantically.
(Once they looked away—) "…This is bullying…" he muttered.
—
"Big Sis Gu Yue! Fang Yang's so cool!" Xu Xiaoyan squealed, starstruck.
Gu Yue nodded coolly: "Train harder. Don't hold us back."
"I will!" Xu Xiaoyan clenched her fists, resolve igniting.
To keep up with them… she'd finally embrace training.
—
Far off, Wu Zhangkong watched—satisfied yet wistful.
Pride: Fang Yang—his student—destined for Shrek's Inner Court.
Regret: Already claimed by the Spirit Pagoda… lost to the Tang Sect, to Master Zhuo Shi…
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Arena:
Ye Xinglan regained her stance, war aura intensifying.
"Fang Yang—I'm serious now!"
"I await your guidance," Fang Yang smiled, spear angled earthward.
"Second Soul Skill: Sword God's Net!"
Her second yellow ring flared.
Starlight wove into cosmic chains, forming a vast net that blanketed the arena.
"Universal Spear Technique—First Form: Sky-Piercer!"
Fang Yang thrust one-handed.
GOLDEN LIGHT speared heavenward—like a sunbeam shredding clouds.
KRABOOM!
The star net shattered in half a heartbeat, dissolving to stardust.
Fang Yang vanished.
Ye Xinglan blinked—icy spear-tip at her throat.
"You lose," Fang Yang whispered.
Silence.
The hyped duel—over in three moves?!
Ye Xinglan sighed, sheathing her sword: "I lost."
But her eyes burned with defiance: "How strong… are you truly?"
"When you're stronger—we'll duel again," Fang Yang retracted his spear, smiling gently.
The referee jolted awake:
"Match concluded—Donghai Academy's Fang Yang wins!"
THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE shook the stadium.
This fleeting, flawless duel—etched into tournament legend.
Ye Xinglan fixed Fang Yang with a lingering gaze, then walked off, a seed of ambition taking root in her heart.
"Senior Sister Xinglan are you ok?" Xu Lizhi rushed over, two yellow rings flaring, offering a steaming meat bun. "Have some buns to replenish your strength!"
"Unnecessary."
She strode past, voice glacial.
Xu Lizhi stood frozen, face twisting with bitter envy.
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