"How did he do that with a single strike!"
"Why does such terrifying, immense power appear in a first-year student!"
"Monster! Monster!"
"He's not even human anymore!"
The people in the square exclaimed again, not because they were fickle-minded, but because everything happening before them was truly beyond their comprehension.
"Tsk tsk tsk, amazing, truly amazing!"
"With such strength, relying on his physical body alone, even I wouldn't dare say I could unleash it!"
"Good kid, as expected of... tsk tsk tsk!"
Yue Shan's tone was filled with admiration, his heart itching to witness the strength Wang Zhong displayed.
He felt a strong urge to challenge Wang Zhong, to engage in a battle of flesh against flesh.
Zhang Shuai, who had just regained consciousness from his dizziness, stared at the cracks on the stage with his mouth agape. His pale face further accentuated a pathetic sense of powerlessness.
Even with the Iron Arm Violent Ape, a top-tier mutated martial spirit, his strength was enhanced to a monstrous degree. Yet, facing Wang Zhong's power, which could crack half the stage with a single punch, he had no right to contend with him.
His emotions plummeted instantly. Zhang Shuai, who had just woken up, lost all strength to support himself and fainted again.
"Zhang Shuai!"
"Zhang Shuai!"
"Oh, it's over! Sister Lian, your student has lost his confidence and courage."
Xia Xuan frowned as he looked at the unconscious Zhang Shuai.
Once a student who was always proud and confident suffers a blow and loses his confidence and courage, and cannot recover, it can almost be judged that this student is ruined!
Because when confidence and courage are lost, he also loses the qualification to become a powerful soul master.
She glanced lightly at Xia Xuan, and Shuang Yue Lian asked, "Who are you talking to!"
"Is this the first time you've known the use of my martial spirit!"
The lotus that emerges from mud is not stained, and the little dust floating in the heart can be easily swept away.
Yes, Shuang Yue Lian's martial spirit is so domineering; whether it is tangible or intangible, it can remove any impurity.
"Pei Yan, Si Yan, Zhang Shuai is fine, he just had a momentary dip in spirits. You two escort Zhang Shuai back and let him rest well. We'll comfort him when he wakes up."
"After that, I'll talk to him, and he should be fine."
Turning to Pei Yan and Guan Si Yan, who looked anxious, Shuang Yue Lian comforted them softly.
The two nodded, helped Zhang Shuai, and walked out of the square, their figures conveying an indescribable sense of loneliness.
Shuang Yue Lian could only sigh at this and lament helplessly.
"Their talent has always been excellent, and they have always been proud, but today, they have finally been frustrated."
"But this is the cruelty of being a soul master. The adjective 'talented' has never had a 'most,' only 'more.' There will always be someone with talent far exceeding yours on this continent!"
Ying Yan Yang said nothing, but his gaze was fixed on the stage, on Wang Zhong's figure as he spread his legs, stretching left and right.
Behind him, Hu Lie Na, Xie Yue, and Yan were all excited. They were not overwhelmed by Wang Zhong's talent at all; instead, they were filled with admiration for Wang Zhong's prowess.
Stretching his legs from left to right, feeling his body completely relaxed, Wang Zhong twisted his neck and looked at Lu Xiao Shuang with a hint of amusement.
"Senior, I wonder how many more times you can withstand an attack of this magnitude."
His hand holding the shield tightened, Lu Xiao Shuang suppressed the shock in his heart and declared loudly, "As many times as you can attack, I can withstand!"
"I am the Shield of the Spirit Hall, an entity that cannot be breached, cannot retreat, and cannot be shaken!"
"Shield of the Spirit Hall!" Wang Zhong chewed on the name and grinned, "Interesting!"
"But can your tiny shield truly protect such a vast Spirit Hall!"
"Be careful, lest you can't even protect your own life!"
His calm tone carried a deep sigh. Having ideals and goals is good, but when your ideals are too grand and your goals too distant, they are merely unattainable desires.
Even risking your life would be futile.
The former Pope Qian Xun Ji was the best example.
"Let me test it then, can your senior's shield truly protect everything!"
Upon hearing this, Lu Xiao Shuang's expression turned extremely solemn. Wang Zhong's next attack would undoubtedly be extraordinary.
But he would not retreat! Because the word "belief" does not allow for retreat.
"Come on!"
A whistling sound suddenly erupted, and a whip kick landed on the thick armored shield in front of Lu Xiao Shuang. Immediately afterward, the same powerful and terrifying force as before slammed down.
The thick armored shield in his hand suddenly sank. Lu Xiao Shuang gritted his teeth, firmly planted on the spot, unmoving.
The immense and terrifying force, with him as the conductor, was transmitted to the stage beneath his feet. The cracks expanded even more densely and deeply.
The square trembled again due to this force, causing many hearts to jolt.
But the matter was far from over.
After the whip kick landed, Wang Zhong immediately retreated, giving Lu Xiao Shuang no chance to counterattack. After landing, he launched another attack.
The square shook again and again. The initial astonishment of everyone had long since turned into numbness.
As the attacks continued, the stage beneath Lu Xiao Shuang's feet was already cracked beyond recognition. The stage behind him was densely covered with cracks.
Pieces of rubble fell like snowflakes to the stage below.
"No, I can't keep resisting like this. Even if I can withstand it, the stage beneath me has reached its limit!"
"If I continue to stand here, I might fall with the stage, taking the shield and myself with me."
A look of solemnity rose in his eyes. Lu Xiao Shuang had never anticipated that one day he would lose a fight not because his thick armored shield's defense was insufficient, but because the stage beneath him couldn't withstand the opponent's astonishing force and would shatter, taking him with it.
A fierce expression flashed across Lu Xiao Shuang's face. As Wang Zhong's attack was about to land, he suddenly raised his thick armored shield and charged it towards Wang Zhong's whip kick.
Half of the stage behind him also collapsed lightly at this moment.
"Second Soul Skill, Charge!"
Although there was no external force for propulsion, Lu Xiao Shuang, with his own physical strength, unleashed the second phase of his second soul skill, Charge.
The large, thick shield, having dodged Wang Zhong's whip kick, rushed directly towards his chest. Moreover, Lu Xiao Shuang chose the opportune moment, launching his attack only when Wang Zhong entered his two-meter range.
Lu Xiao Shuang's timing was enough to prove how rich his combat experience was.
The whip kick he had launched had to be retracted. Wang Zhong blocked his chest with both palms, forcefully absorbing the full force of this charge.
His body, like a bouncing ball, spun twice in the air, then smashed heavily onto the stage, creating a large pit, and rolled for several meters before finally stopping.
"Zhong!"
Below the stage, Hu Lie Na's face turned pale with fright at the sight. Being hit by such a shield, no matter how strong Wang Zhong was, his body was still flesh and blood. How could he possibly endure it?
However, Lu Xiao Shuang, the initiator of the attack, now had a very grim expression. That blow had clearly hit Wang Zhong's body; he had seen it with his own eyes.
But the feedback force from the shield felt like hitting empty air, with no sensation of a solid impact!