Marco faced seven opponents alone without throwing a single blow. Relying solely on an invisible, terrifying aura, he instantly shattered Canghui Academy's Seven-in-One Fusion Technique, "Seven Shura Illusion Realm," knocking out all seven Soul Honour practitioners. The residual pressure from his aura even caused spectators in the stands to collapse in waves!
This shocking scene plunged the entire Heavenly Fight Grand Arena into dead silence. Only after several seconds did a tsunami of uproar erupt!
"What... what just happened?!"
"I didn't see anything! How did the Canghui Academy members all get thrown out?!"
"That aura... it's terrifying! I felt my soul trembling!"
"Marco didn't even release his Martial Soul! What kind of power is this?!"
In the stands, countless spectators were horrified and buzzing with discussions. Those who had fainted due to proximity and weaker strength were revived by their companions, their faces still pale and hearts filled with lingering fear as they gazed at the calmly standing figure on Soul Duel Stage No. 2, overwhelmed with terror and reverence.
In the VIP seats, the shock of several prominent figures was no less than that of the ordinary spectators.
Emperor Xue Ye abruptly stood up from his seat, his majestic face filled with disbelief. He sharply turned to Chief Meng Shenji beside him: "Meng Shenji! What... what kind of ability is this? I have never seen such a bizarre and powerful aura! This is definitely no ordinary Spirit Ability!"
Chief Meng Shenji, equally astonished, bowed and replied: "Your Majesty, this old servant... this old servant has never seen it either! This aura seems to act directly on the soul level, overwhelmingly domineering, yet it isn't a mental attack... This young man Marco is truly unfathomable!"
Emperor Xue Ye took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart. He turned to Ye Zhaoyan on his other side, his tone carrying unconcealed amazement and a hint of relief: "Brother Zhaoyan, you've raised a fine son! Such talent and strength can be called a national treasure! With Marco here, our Heavenly Dou Empire has hope of winning the championship in this grand competition!"
Ye Zhaoyan suppressed the excitement and pride in his heart, bowing in return: "Your Majesty flatters him. Ke'er is still young and needs more training." Though his words were modest, the overflowing pride and gratification in his eyes were impossible to conceal.
Ning Fengzhi's refined face also lost its usual composure. Gently stroking the replica of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand, his eyes shone with an unprecedented brilliance: "Directly crushing a Seven-in-One Fusion Technique with sheer aura... such a method is unheard of! This definitely can't be achieved just by having a high Soul Power level. Young friend Marco's control and understanding of power have likely reached an unimaginable realm. Uncle Sword, what are your thoughts?" He looked toward Sword Douluo Chenxin beside him.
Sword Douluo Chenxin had unknowingly opened his eyes completely. Those usually tranquil eyes now erupted with a sharp, sword-like gleam, firmly fixed on Marco on the stage. He spoke gravely, "This young man... is extraordinary. That aura isn't Soul Power, nor is it pure Mental Power. Rather, it's something more fundamental—an absolute suppression originating from the level of life and will! Domineering, majestic, looking down upon the world! In my decades of roaming the continent, this is the first time I've witnessed such a thing!" Even this Titled Douluo, renowned as the strongest in offensive power, gave such high praise, demonstrating how astonishing the means Marco had just displayed were!
Platinum Bishop Salas of the Spirit Hall now wore a face as dark as storm clouds, his fingers subtly tightening on the armrest of his chair. Internally, he was roiling with shock: "This is definitely not a power an ordinary Soul Emperor could possess! The intelligence was flawed! This young man's strength and potential far exceed our estimates! I must report to His Holiness the Pope immediately! If this young man doesn't submit to the Spirit Hall, he will inevitably become a great threat in the future!" A cold killing intent quietly sprouted in his heart, but on the surface, he maintained his composure, only his eyes growing more profound and inscrutable.
Crown Prince Xue Qinghe (Qian Renxue) maintained a gentle smile outwardly, but her jade-like hands hidden in her sleeves clenched slightly. She, too, was utterly astonished: "Conqueror's Haki... He's already awakened and mastered it to this extent? It seems I underestimated him before. This variable is even greater than imagined..." Both her wariness and her desire to recruit Marco reached their peak simultaneously.
Below the stage, the rest areas of the various academies fell into a deathly silence, soon erupting into disbelieving exclamations and grave discussions.
In the area of the Five Elemental Academies:
Huo Wu of the Blazing Fire Academy stared wide-eyed, her beautiful face filled with shock: "Brother... did you see that? What was that? The Seven Shura Illusion Realm of Canghui Academy was just... gone?"
Huo Wushuang's expression was extremely solemn as he replied gravely, "I saw it... an indescribable aura that directly crushed everything. This Marco... is too terrifying! His strength likely far surpasses our imagination! Against him, we stand no chance!"
Feng Xiaotian of the Divine Wind Academy shed his usual casual demeanor, his brow furrowed tightly: "Without throwing a single move, relying solely on his aura... This is like something out of a myth! It seems the champion of this tournament is already decided."
Shui Bing'er of the Heavenly Water Academy paled, murmuring, "In front of him, I'm afraid we wouldn't even have the courage to make a move..."
Yu Tianxin (cousin of Yu Tianheng) of the Thunderclap Academy, his lightning-flickering eyes brimming with fighting spirit, felt even more powerless: "The gap is too vast... This isn't even a contest on the same level."
Huyan Li and the others from the Elephant Armor Academy looked ashen-faced; their renowned defenses seemed utterly laughable in the face of that domineering aura.
The teams from other academies were filled with fear and despair. Some leaders of weaker academies were already considering whether to forfeit directly when facing the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy.
Ultimately, all eyes converged on the rest area where Shrek Academy was located.
The members of the Shrek Seven Devils all had pale faces, their eyes filled with unprecedented shock and gravity!
Dai Mubai's tiger-like eyes widened, his fists clenched tightly, his voice hoarse: "That... that's Marco's true strength? Without even making a move... without even using his Martial Soul..."
Tang San's pupils contracted, his Purple Demon Eyes operating at their peak as he tried to analyze what had just happened, but ultimately could only shake his head helplessly, his voice low: "That wasn't a Spirit Ability... it's a completely different level of power, directly affecting the mental and willpower level... overbearing, absolute, impossible to resist... the Seven-in-One Fusion Technique was like paper before that momentum..."
Xiao Wu's pretty face turned pale, instinctively moving closer to Tang San: "So... so terrifying momentum... I felt like my heart was about to jump out..."
Ma Hongjun swallowed hard, his plump face no longer showing its usual playfulness: "This fat lord... I almost wet my pants just now..."
Zhu Zhuqing's usually cool eyes were filled with astonishment, her delicate body trembling slightly.
Ning Rongrong covered her small mouth, her beautiful eyes sparkling with mixed emotions but mostly fear: "Father said Brother Marco was strong, but... but this is too strong, isn't it? Can humans really achieve this?"
Oscar wore a bitter expression: "My sausages... before that momentum, I probably wouldn't even have had a chance to take them out..."
Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's face was extremely grave as he adjusted his glasses and said solemnly: "Everyone has underestimated Marco! His strength has probably reached a level we cannot comprehend! Little San, if... if you encounter him in the competition, remember, don't hesitate at all, surrender immediately! This isn't cowardice, it's reason!" Even the theoretically invincible Grandmaster had reached such a desperate conclusion.
Dean Flender and Vice Dean Zhao Wuji exchanged glances, seeing deep helplessness in each other's eyes. Flender smiled bitterly: "That kid... is simply a monster among monsters! It seems our goal must shift from winning the championship to striving for a better ranking."
After being stunned for a long time, the referee finally regained his senses and announced in a trembling voice: "The... the winner! Heavenly Dou Royal Academy's first team, Marco!"
As the announcement fell, Marco remained calm, as if he had only done something trivial. Under countless gazes filled with awe, fear, worship, and complex emotions, he slowly walked down from the Soul Duel Stage with composed and unhurried steps.
Yet his heart wasn't completely undisturbed: "After breaking through to level sixty, my Conqueror's Haki seems to have undergone a qualitative change as well, becoming more controllable and significantly more powerful. The first time releasing it at full strength in actual combat... the effect was quite satisfactory." The corner of his mouth lifted in a barely noticeable arc. This was only the beginning - his true trump cards went far beyond this.
Returning to the Royal Fight Team's rest area, he was greeted by his teammates' fervently admiring gazes!
"Boss! You're so cool! So strong!" Osler was the first to rush up, too excited to speak coherently.
"Brother Marco, what was that power just now? It was terrifying!" Yu Tianheng's eyes were filled with respect and curiosity.
Dugu Yan's beautiful eyes sparkled with amazement: "Marco, you really... keep redefining our understanding of limits!"
Ye Lingling and Li Qiuyao hugged his arms from both sides, their small faces full of pride: "Brother (Brother Marco) is the best!"
Even the Shimo brothers grinned honestly and gave him thumbs up.
Only Lu Zhou, holding his long blade "Night", stared intently at Marco with a gaze as sharp as a blade, filled with blazing fighting spirit and a trace of... unwillingness? He yearned to grow stronger, to one day truly face Marco in battle!
Sensing Lu Zhou's gaze, Marco smiled wryly and deftly avoided his overly "intense" stare. This guy really was a battle maniac.
Marco's crushing victory was like a massive boulder thrown into a tranquil lake, stirring up towering waves within the Soul Master Realm of Heaven Dou City! The mysterious and terrifying power he displayed brought unprecedented pressure to all participating teams, making the championship of this tournament seem almost predetermined.
However, the tournament had only just begun—the real turbulence might still lie ahead.
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