The semifinals, second half, Shrek Academy team versus Holy Spirit Sect team, individual elimination rounds, are about to begin. The chief referee, Zheng Zhan, on the stage, issued the command for the contestants to take the stage.
"Yi Yi, you can do it!" Zhu Ziyang said, holding Qian Lingyi's hand.
"Don't worry, I'm a descendant of the Seraphim. Dealing with these Evil Soul Masters is a piece of cake for me! Just wait and see!" Qian Lingyi said with great confidence.
Qian Lingyi walked onto the stage full of confidence. When the audience saw that the Shrek Academy contestant was a tall beauty with golden hair, they momentarily forgot their stance and cheered loudly.
When Zheng Zhan saw Qian Lingyi on stage, he was amazed, but at the same time, he couldn't help but feel regret. Such a beautiful girl, what a pity. He had already received Xu Tianran's order to pretend not to see anything if necessary. He understood exactly what that meant. That's why he felt regret.
The Holy Spirit Sect contestant was a young man wearing a cloak. His demeanor perfectly matched the Holy Spirit Sect's style—eerie, exuding a strong aura of death and resentment. This display made Qian Lingyi frown. As a Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul wielder, she could clearly see the sins burdening the young man; calling him deeply sinful would be no exaggeration!
"Shrek Academy, Qian Lingyi!"
"Holy Spirit Sect, Wang Xiaolei!"
After both sides announced their names, at Zheng Zhan's signal, they each retreated to the edge of the stage. Then, Zheng Zhan announced, "The match begins!"
At this command, the audience saw the beautiful contestant from Shrek Academy charge directly towards the Holy Spirit Sect contestant. She didn't summon her Spirit immediately! The audience was stunned, all speculating about Qian Lingyi's intentions.
Seeing Qian Lingyi rush towards him so recklessly, Wang Xiaolei immediately summoned his Spirit and spirit rings: two yellow, two purple, and two black spirit rings, clearly indicating a Spirit Emperor cultivation.
"A Lich Spirit?" Zhu Ziyang mumbled, seeing Wang Xiaolei's Spirit.
Wang Xiaolei, with his Spirit attached, immediately unleashed his second Spirit Ability, a grayish-white halo with a chilling aura flying towards Qian Lingyi.
Seeing this, Qian Lingyi no longer held back. Her Angel Spirit immediately attached to her, three pairs of Seraphim wings appeared on her back, and a Sword of Light appeared in her hand. Seven spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, two black, and one red—shone, and an aura of holiness and light instantly filled the entire arena!
Upon seeing Qian Lingyi's Spirit, many people couldn't sit still. The Black-Robed Imperial Teacher on the main platform, Princess Xu Jiujiu and Vina in the Shrek Academy lounge area, and Du Busi and Xu Luo hidden in the audience, all stood up. They were all true natives of the Douluo Continent and held high positions, so they naturally recognized Qian Lingyi's Spirit as the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul of the Spirit Hall from ten thousand years ago!
"Seraphim!" The Black-Robed Imperial Teacher gritted his teeth in hatred, his hands clenched into fists. In his heart, Qian Lingyi's threat instantly surpassed Zhu Ziyang's.
Xu Tianran looked at the Black-Robed Imperial Teacher with a strange gaze, as it was the first time he had seen this fellow so flustered. As a Sun Moon Empire native, he was not very familiar with the history of the Douluo Continent from ten thousand years ago.
"Xuan Zi, your Shrek Academy is truly inclusive!" Du Busi said mockingly to Xuan Zi.
"Haha, of course! If we weren't inclusive, how could we have so many talented students, wouldn't you agree?" Xuan Zi didn't have many virtues, but thick skin was one of them. He remained unfazed by Du Busi's taunts.
On the stage, the moment Qian Lingyi released her Spirit, Wang Xiaolei felt an unprecedented fear. However, before he could react, Qian Lingyi's judgment had already descended upon him.
After summoning her Spirit, Qian Lingyi, holding the Sword of Light, shattered Wang Xiaolei's attack with a single strike. Following this, she gripped the sword with both hands, raised it above her head, and with slightly parted lips, she clearly articulated, "Holy Sword, Judgment!"
Behind the exquisite Seraphim, a black spirit ring flashed rapidly. The pure white sword in the Seraphim's hand was instantly engulfed by golden flames, transforming into a brilliant golden treasured sword. The treasured sword radiated an intensely fierce light, a light filled with aggressive dominance that made those with impure hearts dare not look directly at its brilliance.
The Holy Sword descended, its blade wreathed in light and holiness, slashing towards Wang Xiaolei. Wang Xiaolei realized at this moment that if this sword struck, he would surely die, so he shouted without hesitation, "I surrender—"
However, Qian Lingyi showed no reaction to his surrender. The Holy Sword still fell directly onto his head. Instantly, a bloodcurdling scream echoed through the entire venue, as the Seraphim's Holy Sword began its judgment and retribution upon sin.
"Stop!" At the same moment, Zheng Zhan also spoke to stop her, but it was already too late.
Wang Xiaolei was completely enveloped by the light transformed from the Holy Sword. The Seraphim's unique purification power instantly took effect upon encountering an Evil Soul Master. In the blink of an eye, the two-meter-tall Wang Xiaolei dissolved into dust, and a black mist rose from his body, then was completely incinerated by the golden light.
Everything happened in a breath. An Evil Soul Master with a cultivation level as high as Spirit Emperor was instantly reduced to ashes.
The entire venue fell into a deathly silence. Only Qian Lingyi stood calmly on the stage, eyes closed, receiving the gift of light from eliminating an Evil Soul Master.
"I told you to stop, why did you still kill him!" Zheng Zhan was furious. He, a dignified Titled Douluo, had been ignored by a junior!
"There is never a path for Evil Soul Masters under the Seraphim's sword!" Qian Lingyi opened her eyes, her beautiful gaze resolute, and spoke words that instantly made Zheng Zhan feel utterly ashamed. Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached every audience member's ear.
For a moment, a small portion of the audience felt incredibly excited, while most were plunged into guilt and self-reproach. Because the Evil Soul Master judged by this exquisite Seraphim represented their Sun Moon Empire! They had previously cheered for the Holy Spirit Sect and hoped the Holy Spirit Sect could defeat this Seraphim. It was truly too shameful.
The Holy Spirit Sect contestants and the Black-Robed Imperial Teacher, however, were enraged. Qian Lingyi's words were undoubtedly a provocation to them, undoubtedly rubbing their faces in the dirt. If they could tolerate this, then they might as well not be called the Holy Spirit Church and change their name to the Turtle Church.
Therefore, the Holy Spirit Sect's second contestant furiously leaped onto the stage and roared at Qian Lingyi, "Holy Spirit Sect, Yan Feng! I will pull out your wings one by one and then brutally devour them!"
"Hmph!" Facing Yan Feng's harsh words, Qian Lingyi showed a disdainful smile.
The second match began. Yan Feng of the Holy Spirit Sect was also a Spirit Saint. As soon as he came up, he used his full power, directly unleashing his Martial Soul True Body. Suddenly, a huge Bone Dragon appeared on the stage, over twenty meters long. In the center of its skull were two icy blue flames, and its pair of bone wings were black, exuding a chilling aura.
"Your sins are even more unforgivable!" Facing the giant Bone Dragon, Qian Lingyi's pretty face flushed with anger, because the sins on Yan Feng were twice as much as Wang Xiaolei's!
The young girl was angry for the first time. The scarlet hundred-thousand-year spirit ring radiated a dazzling red light. The power of a hundred-thousand-year spirit ring appeared on the competition stage for the first time. Everyone couldn't help but sit up straight, eagerly anticipating the splendor of the hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ability.
In her Six-Winged Angel True Body, Qian Lingyi grew larger, becoming three times her original size. The three pairs of Seraphim wings on her back shone even brighter. Golden hair was entwined with starlight, and a golden crown appeared on her forehead, inlaid with a golden rhombus crystal. The young girl's delicate body was covered by golden armor, adorned with intricate red and silver patterns.
The Holy Sword in Qian Lingyi's hand also changed. Originally pure brilliant gold, now the hilt and blade bore the totem of the Seraphim's descent, and the tip of the sword had turned blood-red, full of the meaning of slaughter and judgment. This was the Solar Holy Sword!
It was hard to imagine seeing a clash of Martial Soul True Bodies in a Soul Master Competition. Setting aside the nature of this match, the audience cheered with satisfaction. After all, a Spirit Saint with a Martial Soul True Body was considered high-end combat power anywhere and was worth actively recruiting. Now, to witness such a scene in a Soul Master Competition with an age limit of under twenty, how could the audience not be excited?
However, although the audience found this Spirit Saint duel exciting, the actual combat process was very sloppy, giving a sense of being grand in appearance but lacking in substance, like a tiger's head with a snake's tail.
Yan Feng, in his Bone Dragon form, directly activated a Spirit Ability and pounced towards Qian Lingyi. Qian Lingyi also raised her Solar Holy Sword to meet Yan Feng's attack. The matter ended there. Qian Lingyi, holding the Solar Holy Sword, directly severed the Bone Dragon Yan Feng's claws. Immediately afterward, the sword's edge pierced through the Bone Dragon's skull. The Seraphim's power of light, flame, and holiness activated simultaneously, and the Bone Dragon that Yan Feng had transformed into was instantly purified.
A sizzling sound emanated from the stage. The Bone Dragon's body melted uncontrollably, like snow meeting the sun, turning into a pool of white liquid, which was then burned completely dry by golden flames, leaving no trace.
This was truly a complete annihilation!
Zheng Zhan was already stunned, because this time, Yan Feng didn't even manage to shout surrender before he died, making it impossible for Zheng Zhan to play favorites even if he wanted to!
"Damn it!" The Black-Robed Imperial Teacher on the main platform angrily slammed the armrest of his seat. He was furious. If he hadn't believed in Wu Yun and Wu Yu's strength, he would have already taken action himself to eliminate this Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul wielder.
Xu Tianran, noticing the Black-Robed Imperial Teacher's actions, outwardly displayed anger, but inwardly he was even more furious. He felt that the Black-Robed Imperial Teacher's disciples were all useless. Previously, they had confidently claimed an eighty percent chance of victory, but now, the opponent had only sent one girl, and he was already panicking like a cornered dog. Useless, he had wasted his trust!
In the audience, most still chose to remain silent, but a small portion had already begun to cheer for Qian Lingyi. They shouted the name "Seraphim," their expressions excited and devout. Perhaps, tens of thousands of years ago, the first Angel God also began this way.