"Rongrong, do you know something?" Bone Douluo seemed to recall something, glancing at Ning Rongrong, who had been silent and unusually quiet.
"Uh, just keep watching," Ning Rongrong said after a moment's thought. "I'm not entirely sure, but… Qian Renxue is very strong now, that's all."
Bone Douluo's eyelid twitched. Who didn't know Qian Renxue was strong? But what was the reason for her strength? Ning Rongrong clearly had some guesses but didn't voice them.
Bone Douluo sighed inwardly.
"Forget it, we'll find out eventually! Let's focus on the match for now."
Unless something unexpected happened, Tang San's journey would end here.
A sudden burst of golden light from the live broadcast snapped Bone Douluo's attention back.
"A self-created soul skill!?" Bone Douluo exclaimed upon seeing the broadcast.
Tang San was enveloped in golden light, wielding the Asura God Sword, sitting cross-legged in midair as if he were a Buddha pitying the world.
A faint image of a Buddha appeared behind him.
"Martial Soul True Body?" Sword Douluo frowned slightly. "No, it's not a Martial Soul True Body. It's a unique self-created soul skill. Truly incredible."
Aside from Ning Rongrong, that unscientific girl, was there another prodigy this powerful? The self-created soul skill displayed on the broadcast had clearly reached a high level.
The Buddha sat cross-legged, golden light shimmering in the sky. The Asura God Sword, floating and rotating, emitted a bloodthirsty aura that gradually merged into the Buddha.
This gave the Buddha's golden light a hint of an angry Vajra's presence.
"Interesting!" A flicker of surprise passed through Ning Rongrong's calm eyes.
To think he could use the divine power of the Asura God Sword to execute such a move? This truly was a battle of fate!
Guanyin's Tears!
In the original story, Tang San could only use Guanyin's Tears at level 96.
Even as a prodigy of the Tang Sect, Tang San only understood the surface of Guanyin's Tears, not its deeper principles.
It required cultivating the Mysterious Heaven Skill to the Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown, mastering Mysterious Jade Hand, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to their peaks to execute this special technique.
Tang San clearly hadn't met the minimum requirements to unleash Guanyin's Tears.
Could the Asura God's power compensate for this?
Absurd. Not only could it carry Tang San to soar, but it could also charge skills that hadn't reached their limits.
Good grief, was this some kind of 300-charge Raiden Shogun?
One slash for 999?
The so-called Three Flowers Gathering at the Crown was a phenomenon experienced upon reaching the Grandmaster level.
But Tang San's cultivation method was clearly different from hers, more like a shortcut tailored to the Douluo system.
And now, the Guanyin's Tears Tang San was preparing to use…
In Ning Rongrong's view, it was a crude execution, like reciting a textbook verbatim.
Memorizing formulas by rote.
But undeniably, it had reached the "Extreme" level.
The Extreme of Power, the Extreme of Qi, the Extreme of Skill, and the Extreme of Heart.
With the divine power of the Asura God Sword, Tang San's textbook execution achieved the Extreme of Skill.
Though she wasn't too impressed by this crude method, Ning Rongrong had some ideas about borrowing Tang San's techniques for study.
"However…"
Ning Rongrong's gaze shifted to Qian Renxue, who faced Tang San.
"You've noticed something too, haven't you?"
The fated duel between Tang San and Qian Renxue was unfolding in such an unexpected way! Everyone was stunned by Tang San's "self-created soul skill."
The blue tear in Tang San's hand began to transform into the shape of a water arrow, which he toyed with between his palms, while the Asura God Sword floated around him.
The faintly glowing water arrow, under the massive Buddha's shadow, exuded a sharp, piercing aura.
"This guy…"
Seeing the preparatory stance for Tang San's Guanyin's Tears, a rare drop of sweat rolled down Qian Renxue's forehead.
"It can actually make me feel threatened?"
Compared to that strange post from earlier, the water arrow in Tang San's hand was far more unsettling.
This was definitely not something from the Clear Sky Clan! The Clear Sky Clan was full of hammer-brained brutes who only knew how to charge! Even their self-created soul skills were tied to brute force.
How could it produce this sense of finesse, as if technique had reached its absolute peak?
"Joking!"
"Do you really think I, Qian Renxue, would be afraid?" The six-winged Angel Martial Soul behind her blazed with radiant light.
In an instant, she unleashed all her power.
"You're strong, Qian Renxue…"
"You're stronger than any enemy I've faced. Even Dugu Yan can't compare to you. Originally, this move was meant to save my life!"
"But your strength is too great. Even with the Asura God Sword bestowed by my grandfather, I'm still no match for you."
"But if I don't defeat you, our Shrek Academy's championship journey ends here."
"So, Qian Renxue…"
"Use all your strength to survive!"
"This is the Tang Sect's ultimate technique, one that would make even Guanyin shed tears!"
"Even I don't know the full extent of its power!"
The Buddha's shadow around Tang San slowly extended its multiple arms.
A sharp, oppressive aura bore down on Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue, fully on guard, heard Tang San's voice.
"The Tang Sect's number one hidden weapon—Guanyin's Tears."
The blue water arrow shot out, vanishing mid-flight at an unimaginable speed.
But Qian Renxue was no longer the inexperienced Qian Renxue from the original story, who had barely ascended to godhood.
After training and studying in the Star Dou Great Forest, her combat experience had skyrocketed.
Moreover, the Silver Dragon King had helped her remove the restrictions of the Angel God's divine fragment, granting her part of the Angel God's battle experience.
Tang San was strong, Qian Renxue had to admit.
Among the younger generation she had fought, Qian Renxue would call Tang San the strongest!
But that was all.
Her true enemy was only one person…
Tang San didn't yet qualify!
The Angel Holy Sword in her hand erupted with intense light, radiating a divine aura that inspired awe and reverence.
At the same time, Qian Renxue's luxurious attire underwent a subtle change, so slight that few in the audience noticed.
Her cold gaze, paired with the Angel Holy Sword in her grip, made her seem like the supreme arbiter of the heavens.
This aura even made the Title Douluo in attendance take notice.
A crisp voice rang out, as if the heavens had delivered their final judgment.
"Angel's Judgment."
Golden light surged, enveloping the entire arena and even a kilometer beyond it.
The terrifying energy and radiant light persisted for several minutes.
Aside from a select few, no one could see what happened in the arena.
When the light finally dissipated, everything around seemed unchanged.
Only Tang San, mentally exhausted and body rigid, was flung out of the arena.
He spat out several mouthfuls of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"To… to think a soul skill could erase Guanyin's Tears."
"No, I don't believe it!"
"Pfft—"
Struggling to speak, Tang San's mouth filled with a sweet taste, and he spat out more blood before his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
The red-robed bishop flew to the arena, announcing the result with practiced ease:
"The match is over. The final of the revival round, Martial Soul Academy vs. Shrek Academy."
"The victor, Martial Soul Academy!"