Chen Zhen and the others were also shocked. However, seeing how calm Yang Qingxuan and You Ye were, they had no choice but to stay put. They were too embarrassed to escape.
Chen Ting couldn't hold it in any longer. He shouted, "Yang Qingxuan!"
Yang Qingxuan understood. A sword light flashed between his eyebrows, and a powerful Spirit Eye spread out in front of everyone.
The moment the shockwave touched the soul, there was a buzzing sound and it disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea.
You Ye and the others were shocked, and fear rose in their hearts.
Many people held their breaths, and cold sweat appeared on their foreheads.
"Is this the power of a Martial Soul?!"
They had all seen the battle between Yang Qingxuan and Ye Mingchuan. Although it was amazing and scary, it was not as shocking as experiencing it themselves.
Lan Mu secretly activated his Martial Soul, and realized that his Soul Power was trembling under the pressure. It couldn't be used at all. His heart was in turmoil.
After a while, the shockwaves gradually calmed down.
The entire arena had disappeared, and Young Master Jin was nowhere to be seen.
In the four directions, except for the east where Yang Qingxuan and the others were standing, and the north where the Red Line Forbidden Zone was undamaged.
In the south and west, a large number of students were blasted into smithereens and then disappeared, leaving only two arc-shaped vacuum spaces.
"Ah!"
"That's too scary! Heavens, what kind of Martial Soul is that?! "
In the previous chaos, a large number of students only cared about running for their lives. At this moment, they quieted down. Looking at the two places that had been blasted apart, they thought about how their classmates who had been watching the battle with them had instantly received their lunchboxes. They were all so scared that their bodies trembled and their hands and feet turned cold.
Yang Qingxuan's face was pale, and the blood in his body was unstable.
The impact of the space explosion was too strong, and his Martial Soul Suppression was almost unable to suppress it. Fortunately, the impact didn't last long. If it had lasted any longer, he wouldn't have been able to withstand it.
"This Fu Zhuo is even stronger than Ye Mingchuan!"
Yang Qingxuan compared the two in his heart and came to this conclusion.
The people in the Red Line Forbidden Area to the north also had ugly expressions.
Su Yu said, "That's too reckless. At least 30 to 40 students have fallen under that attack. These are the pillars of the empire."
Qing Buli and the others were silent as well.
The place where the arena used to be was now a pitch-black crater. The entire ground had been swallowed up by the explosion of space.
Fu Zhuo's aura dropped drastically after that big move. His wings of Spiritual Energy trembled slightly. He looked down coldly and said, "Elder Yi Kun, Young Master Jin is dead. It's time to announce my victory."
Yi Kun's expression was the same as usual. He didn't say anything and just looked ahead indifferently as if he didn't hear anything.
A look of anger appeared on Fu Zhuo's face as he shouted, "Yi Kun, why haven't you announced my victory yet?"
"Because … I haven't lost yet."
Behind Fu Zhuo, a golden light flashed, and Young Master Jin's figure appeared, looking at him coldly.
"What?!"
Fu Zhuo was shocked. Without even turning his head, he slashed out with his finger.
But in an instant, two more Young Masters Jin appeared in front of him, simultaneously striking out with four palms. "Absolute Chord Palm!"
"Boom!"
Before Fu Zhuo could release his astral rings, he was hit by the four palms. Spitting out a mouthful of blood, he fell into the distance like a kite with its string cut.
The two Young Masters Jin merged into one and spat out another mouthful of blood.
A series of Golden Cicada Shell Shedding had far exceeded his limits.
Everyone was shocked speechless by this turn of events. They watched as Fu Zhuo, who was sure to win, was sent flying. Their minds went blank.
"Fu Zhuo lost? How … how could he have such a terrifying martial soul … "
"Young Master Jin was clearly shattered by the explosion. How did he appear again? How did he avoid that attack? "
Yang Qingxuan looked at Young Master Jin in the air and suddenly said, "Teleportation?"
"No, not teleportation. It's a teleportation array!"
Meng Rui suddenly said, "Just now, the four Young Master Jin worked together to set up a small, ultra-short distance teleportation array. The instant the space exploded, he teleported himself out. He is also an array master."
Chen Zhen was stunned for a moment before he said, "That works too …"
Chen Ting snorted in displeasure. "What do you mean 'that's possible'? The Martial Arts Duel is a competition of all means. Intelligence is a very important part. Your intelligence really makes me worry. "
Chen Zhen's face darkened. He turned away and ignored him.
"I thought Heavenly Consort Academy had regressed in the past five years. I didn't expect it to still be as terrifying as before."
Tan Tao stood in the crowd, his eyes flashing. He muttered to himself, "But if we can see the four kings' martial souls clearly and reproduce them when we return, we'll be able to research them."
There were also spies from the other three countries mixed in with the crowd. Their expressions weren't too good.
As Fu Zhuo fell from the sky, the students below hurriedly fled in fright, creating an empty space of several hundred feet.
Everyone was afraid that they'd be cut down in one go.
"Bang!"
Fu Zhuo fell heavily to the ground. Just as he was about to kick up a cloud of dust, he saw more than ten Young Masters Jin descending from the sky and beating him up until he was covered in wounds and unable to fight back. Only then did they stop.
Yi Kun stood up and announced loudly, "Young Master Jin wins."
Immediately, a teacher from the infirmary flew over and took Fu Zhuo away to treat his wounds.
Su Yu said, "The arena is gone. How are we going to compete? We need to move to another location. "
Yi Kun bowed. "Your Majesty, please take a seat. There's no need to move."
He took out a formation disk and threw it into the air. The disk kept expanding until it was three hundred feet long and wide. It fell from the sky like a giant city.
A large number of students were shocked and retreated one after another.
"Boom!"
The huge disk array landed on the ground that had been blown up, causing the earth to shake and the mountains to shake.
Everyone looked over. The disk was actually a chessboard. On it were pieces like generals, soldiers, ministers, horses, chariots, cannons, and pawns. They were all the size of a millstone and were neatly arranged on it.
Yi Kun said, "This is the 'Chu River and Han Boundary'. It's the last match of the four kings. Yang Qingxuan, Zuo Heng, come up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire place fell silent.
Everyone's eyes fell on the two of them.
Chen Zhen and his friends unconsciously became nervous. Their clenched fists were full of sweat.
Du Ruo swallowed and said with difficulty, "Yang Qingxuan, you must win!"
Yang Qingxuan nodded and said calmly, "I will."
With that, he walked towards the Array Artifact.
Suddenly, a beautiful figure came into view. It was unknown when she appeared on the south side of the formation, but she stood alone.
Everyone felt ashamed of their inferiority and didn't dare to stand beside her.
"Wu Qiyue, Wu Qiyue is here!"
A cry of surprise exploded in the crowd. Her peerless figure attracted everyone's attention. Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Heng became supporting characters.
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