As the dust settled on the Soul Fight Stage, the remaining members of the Huangdou and Shenfeng teams saw the final result.
Feng Xiaotian was in tatters, slumped on the ground. His entire body was covered in soul power burns and lacerations, and his exposed skin had turned a purplish-red, clearly indicating he had been poisoned.
Feng Xiaotian was still conscious, but he was unable to move due to the poison. Thus, the result was that Dugu Yan had secured the final victory in their duel.
Seeing their captain defeated and Dugu Yan still in decent condition, the remaining three members of Shenfeng realized the situation was lost. Their morale plummeted, and they were eventually defeated one by one by the combined efforts of Dugu Yan and Yu Feng.
After a fierce battle between the two sides, the Heaven Dou Royal Academy won this exhibition match.
Qian Renxue looked toward Yun Ming, who had been watching the match in silence, and asked aloud.
"Brother Yun, what do you think of the performance of these two teams today?"
Hearing the inquiry from Xue Qinghe, Yun Ming drew upon his professional experience as a teacher from his past life and offered a serious critique.
"Team coordination is acceptable, but individual ability is mediocre."
Qian Renxue had only intended to start a conversation, but Yun Ming's reply piqued her interest. She exclaimed in surprise and continued to ask.
"Oh?"
"Please, Brother Yun, enlighten me."
Dugu Bo and Ning Fengzhi also leaned in to listen.
Facing such a humble posture from Xue Qinghe, Yun Ming responded with equal modesty.
"The Crown Prince is too kind."
"Aside from Feng Xiaotian, Yu Tianheng, and Dugu Yan, the performance of the others in both teams is much the same; they have already achieved the results they were expected to produce."
"But the three main combatants are a bit lacking!"
Qian Renxue recalled the performance of the three just now. Aside from Dugu Yan, she felt the other two were decent. So, she pressed further.
"How so?"
Yun Ming proceeded to analyze them one by one.
"Yu Tianheng is too rigid. He has the advantage of his Martial Soul but failed to utilize it. Otherwise, whether it was the paralysis of his lightning, his high-burst characteristics, or the sheer ferocity of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon itself, he shouldn't have given Feng Xiaotian the opportunity to stack over thirty strikes."
"Dugu Yan has just transitioned from the Control System to the Power Attack System. She hasn't yet completed the shift in her combat style and tactics, and she is far from unleashing her true potential."
"As for Feng Xiaotian, the last one."
Speaking of Feng Xiaotian, Yun Ming felt a sense of regret, as if a good talent were being wasted.
"There isn't much of a problem with his combat performance; his problem lies in the fact that he hasn't planned his own development well."
"Feng Xiaotian is a smart man, but he is hindered by his own cleverness."
"The self-created soul skill he developed is good in itself, but it doesn't quite fit his Gale Two-Headed Wolf Martial Soul."
"This cleverness was not only applied in the wrong place, but it also affected his soul power cultivation. Otherwise, with his innate full soul power talent, his soul power cultivation should have reached the Soul Ancestor level long ago."
While Yun Ming and the others were talking, the injured from both teams had their wounds rapidly healed under the treatment of the Nine Heart Begonia Martial Soul. Those with minor injuries were already fully recovered. Of the two most severely injured, the wound on Yu Tianheng's arm had stopped bleeding and scabbed over, and Feng Xiaotian's wounds had begun to heal after Dugu Yan provided the antidote.
Chen Xin and Dugu Bo agreed with Yun Ming's assessment; they had also noticed the problems with the leaders of the two teams earlier.
However, while Dugu Bo and the others agreed, those being evaluated might not.
Dugu Yan accepted it calmly; her problems were indeed obvious, and she had discovered them herself during the previous battle.
Yu Tianheng and Feng Xiaotian found it somewhat amusing to be evaluated in such a way by a youth who looked about ten years their junior, and they felt Yun Ming was talking nonsense. If it weren't for the presence of the big shots, they would have certainly fought Yun Ming to clear their names.
Seeing Yun Ming's expression, Qian Renxue's thoughts shifted. She decided to stir up some trouble to see exactly what Yun Ming was capable of, and she continued to speak to him.
"Brother Yun, your insights are unique. I imagine your strength is quite extraordinary. Why not offer some guidance to our students? Let them know how vast the outside world is!"
Seeing Xue Qinghe trying to stir up trouble, Yun Ming's expression remained unchanged. He knew Xue Qinghe wanted to test his abilities, but after a quick thought, Yun Ming agreed.
"Very well."
Seeing Yun Ming agree, Qian Renxue was secretly pleased and made the arrangements.
"In that case, let His Majesty Dugu's granddaughter have a match with Brother Yun!"
Yun Ming shook his head and said aloud.
"They have both consumed quite a bit of soul power. Let them all come at me together!"
After saying this, regardless of their response, Yun Ming walked slowly onto the shattered Soul Fight Stage and waited quietly for the challengers to step up.
Yun Ming's main purpose in coming to Heaven Dou City was to locate Tang Hao, and the only clue to that goal now was Tang San. Since the current strength of Yun Ming and the Breaking Clan could not support him in taking direct action, he had to wait for the right moment.
Since he was idle anyway, and in the era twenty thousand years later, there was no longer a Soul Master Academy competition, he thought it wouldn't be bad to participate in history now that he had encountered it—especially since he heard from Dugu Bo that there were Spirit Bones to be won for free. Moreover, he was very curious about how strong Tang San's combat power was at this time.
But after watching this team soul fight between the top-tier soul master academies of the Heaven Dou Empire, Yun Ming really couldn't muster the interest to step onto the stage. He was simply not the same style of person as the geniuses of this era. Therefore, Yun Ming decided to beat these so-called geniuses into submission, then pick a few good seedlings to coach, letting the students fight in the Soul Master Competition so he could consider himself a participant.
Yun Ming felt that his thoughts and his current actions, while perhaps a bit flashy, were not a big problem. However, the people from Huangdou and Shenfeng were furious when they heard his words. They felt that Yun Ming was looking down on them far too much!
The first to make a move was Yu Feng.
Looking at Yun Ming on the Soul Fight Stage, Yu Feng's expression was cold. He considered himself a famous genius youth in Heaven Dou City. He had seen people who were more handsome or more arrogant than him, but he had truly never seen someone like Yun Ming, who was more handsome than him and even more arrogant. This was a serious clash of styles!
He, Yu, would not allow such a cocky person to exist in Heaven Dou City!
Yu Feng, whose minor injuries had already healed, said coldly.
"Kid, you're too arrogant! I'd like to see what kind of ability you have to back up those words."
As soon as the words fell, Yu Feng activated his Wind Chime Bird Martial Soul Avatar and charged toward Yun Ming on the Soul Fight Stage.
The distance between the two was not great to begin with, and Yu Feng arrived in an instant. Yet, Yun Ming seemed to be frozen in 'fear'; he was already right in front of him, and Yun Ming hadn't even released his Martial Soul yet.
Seeing this, Yu Feng sneered internally at Yun Ming's poor combat instincts, dismissing him as a clown seeking attention and intending to dispose of him with a casual strike.
Yu Feng used his wings as blades, not even bothering with a Soul Skill, and swung a wing-blade directly toward Yun Ming's face.
Watching the wing-blade draw closer and closer, just as it was about to strike, Yun Ming moved.
Yun Ming didn't make any large movements, nor did he even dodge; he simply waited until the distance was right, then unleashed a lightning-fast kick. Striking after his opponent but landing first, he kicked Yu Feng squarely in the chest, sending him flying back the way he came.
Sent soaring through the air, Yu Feng felt as if his chest had been struck by a heavy hammer; the force was so great that it knocked the wind out of him, leaving him unable to rise again.
The surrounding crowd was shocked to see Yun Ming resolve the fight so simply, without even using his Martial Soul. Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian and Yu Tianheng withdrew their contempt; Yun Ming's kick just now had been truly too fast!
As for Yun Ming, seeing that he had KO'd Yu Feng using only fifty percent of his strength, he gained a clearer understanding of the exhaustion the geniuses from the two academies were currently suffering. Therefore, to make this match a bit fairer, Yun Ming added calmly.
"I didn't understand the situation earlier, so I'll add one more condition now."
"Based on your current states, I have decided not to use my Martial Soul or Soul Power. The match starts over now."
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