Douluo: In an extraordinary world, with unparallel understanding!

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Unlike Shrek and other teams, the Sun Moon Royal Battle Team's reserve squad still adhered to the previous selection standards, consisting only of students under the age of fifteen who could participate in the next competition.

However, in this tournament, where most teams were competing with their strongest lineups and had both main and reserve members to adjust accordingly, the Sun Moon Royal Battle Team stood out uniquely.

They seemed like a crane standing among chickens.

Because of this, many teams did not show fear in the face of Su Yu's strength.

No matter how strong he was, he still had to participate in both individual and team battles.

Their strategy was simple—force Su Yu to fight in the individual match and drain a significant amount of his energy. This would increase their chances of victory in the team battle. The same approach applied to the two-versus-two and three-versus-three matches.

Unfortunately, what they didn't realize was that they might not even be able to deplete the strength of the other Sun Moon Royal Battle Team members, let alone exhaust Su Yu to the point where it would affect his next match.

"Proud Sword Sect, Wu Yifan."

"Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy, Battle Armor Master, Xiao Ping."

"Match, begin!"

Both competitors immediately unleashed their martial souls.

On Xiao Ping's side, two yellow, two purple, and one black soul ring appeared—a five-ring Soul King.

Behind Wu Yifan, a massive green sword materialized, surrounded by six soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and two black.

A six-ring Soul Emperor!

The Proud Sword Sect had sent out a Soul Emperor right away, and not just any type—he was a sword-type, strong-attack soul master, known for his lethal decisiveness.

Wu Yifan grasped his green greatsword, the six soul rings neatly arranged around it.

In the audience, Ji Juechen, who had been pulled over by Su Yu to watch the match, had a glint in his eyes. As he observed Wu Yifan, feeling the overwhelming sword intent, he had the urge to jump into the fight himself.

"Don't act impulsively. You're here to broaden your horizons, not to gain battle experience. You already have plenty of that—what you lack is insight."

Su Yu pressed Ji Juechen back, instructing him to carefully watch and study the opponent's sword techniques. He urged him to analyze their unique characteristics and effects, not just focus on strengths and weaknesses, but also understand why they were executed in such a manner.

After all, Xiao Ping was only a Soul King.

Yet, against a six-ring Soul Emperor like Wu Yifan, he showed not a shred of hesitation, dashing forward without fear.

As he moved, the glow of storage-type soul tools flickered across his body. One after another, fourteen pieces of battle armor appeared, instantly merging with his martial soul and attaching to him.

In that moment, the soul power fluctuations of a mere Soul King surged dramatically, his five soul rings shining even more brilliantly.

Despite donning an entire set of soul-engineered battle armor, Xiao Ping's speed did not decrease. Instead, it skyrocketed.

Realizing this mid-charge, Wu Yifan was forced to hastily activate a soul skill.

His first soul ring gleamed, sending a yellow light into his green greatsword.

With a swift slash, a sword aura shot toward Xiao Ping.

Both fighters favored a melee, aggressive combat style. From the moment the match began, they had been closing the distance. By the time Wu Yifan released his sword aura, Xiao Ping had already erupted with speed, and only ten meters separated them.

Soul power surged through Xiao Ping's battle armor, instantly forming a soul barrier.

Among the trio of initial battle armor users—Xiao Ping, Shi Xing, and Zhou Xinghao—Xiao Ping's battle armor had the strongest soul barrier, thanks to its seamless integration and coordination.

He had always specialized in close combat and was highly proficient in the use of soul tool armor, having trained with it extensively. His fighting style naturally leaned toward enduring direct attacks.

The soul barrier's defensive power was no weaker than that of any ten-thousand-year soul skill.

Boom!

The soul barrier flickered a few times but did not shatter. Instead, after taking the hit head-on, Xiao Ping pressed forward toward Wu Yifan.

Seeing this, Wu Yifan's third and fifth soul rings lit up simultaneously, transforming into purple and black energy that merged into his greatsword.

The already massive green greatsword expanded further. Wu Yifan gripped it with both hands, raising the blade, now exuding a three-foot-long sword aura, before swinging it down forcefully.

However, at that moment, the propulsion system in Xiao Ping's battle armor boots activated, instantly decelerating him. Simultaneously, energy jets erupted from three points—his left elbow, belt, and left leg—abruptly altering his trajectory.

The three-foot sword aura slashed through the air, severing the energy jets.

In response, a Grade-6 soul tool longsword appeared in Xiao Ping's right hand, infused with his soul power. A bright sword aura flickered to life as he swung the blade toward Wu Yifan.

Wu Yifan was caught off guard.

Rather than retreating, he kept his greatsword nearly stationary while shifting his body around it, using the blade as a shield.

Clang!

The sword aura struck the greatsword, forcing both fighters backward.

Wu Yifan, however, adjusted his footwork skillfully, dissipating the force of his retreat. Using the greatsword's momentum, he spun around and leveraged the built-up power to unleash an even stronger slash.

At the same time, his sixth soul ring glowed.

A pitch-black energy sphere fused into the greatsword, while a pair of metallic wings unfolded behind Wu Yifan, propelling him into the air.

Two pulses of black light flickered on the green greatsword, causing it to grow even larger.

Suspended in midair, the massive sword absorbed the energy of Wu Yifan's fourth purple soul ring, which shone brilliantly before merging into the weapon.

Instantly, countless sword auras materialized, swirling around the greatsword.

Wu Yifan continued pouring his soul power into the attack, generating a storm of sword energy reminiscent of Su Yu's technique.

No—it was a sword energy storm.

However, compared to the colossal storm Su Yu had once unleashed, this was merely a smaller version.

Even so, the whirling vortex of sword energy stretched ten meters in diameter, spiraling violently around the greatsword.

The Proud Sword Sect was well aware of Su Yu's overwhelming strength, which was why they had sent Wu Yifan—one of their most formidable members—into battle right from the start.

Yet, the Sun Moon Royal Battle Team had responded by sending out Xiao Ping.

Despite being only a Soul King, Xiao Ping had faced off against Wu Yifan multiple times without falling behind.

His set of soul tool armor had also left a lasting impression on everyone watching.

"This is a full set of battle armor crafted from Grade-5 soul tools. But even so, it shouldn't provide such an overwhelming enhancement," He Caitou said gravely, his expression tense. The depth of Sun-Moon Hall's technological prowess seemed unfathomable.

From within the raging sword energy storm, countless sword auras split off, shooting toward Xiao Ping like a relentless barrage.

Yet, beneath the endless river of sword energy, Xiao Ping showed no fear.

His fourth soul ring lit up, and multiple Grade-6 Explosive Shells materialized in his hands.

Without hesitation, he hurled them straight at Wu Yifan in the sky.

Wu Yifan controlled his massive sword, activating his second soul ring. A yellow glow fused into the greatsword, followed by a surge of green light that enveloped him entirely.

A phantom image of a massive bronze sword manifested around Wu Yifan, coating his entire body in its radiance.