Tang San struggled as he climbed up from the ground.
His face was deathly pale, blood still clinging to the corner of his mouth.
The look he cast toward Lin Qingmo was so dark it was terrifying.
'Why…'
'Why could Lin Qingmo be this strong?!'
'Why did everyone revolve around him?!'
'I refuse to accept this!'
Unfortunately, no one cared.
Inside the assessnt arena.
The dust had yet to fully settle.
Stepping over the wreckage scattered across the ground, Lin Qingmo suddenly walked forward two steps.
He lifted his head, his gaze locking onto Zhao Wuji.
Sunlight filtered through the sparse leaves overhead, casting mottled shadows across his face. The corner of the boy's lips slowly curled upward, forming a bright smile laced with unmistakable provocation.
"Teacher Zhao Wuji, that fight just now didn't really count as a true battle."
Lin Qingmo spoke, his voice clear and resonant.
Zhao Wuji was rubbing his aching arm. Hearing this, his movent paused.
"Hm?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Kid, what are you trying to say?"
"What I an is, I was holding back the entire ti. You still haven't seen my true full-power strike."
Lin Qingmo rolled his wrist lightly, excitent flashing through his eyes.
"I wonder if Teacher Zhao, as a Soul Saint, dares to take my final move? Just one move. After that, it's over."
He was currently holding back a big move—if he didn't release it, it would make him feel extrely uncomfortable.
"..."
Dead silence swept across the entire field.
Everyone was stunned.
"There's still more? Is that even real?"
Ning Rongrong stared with her mouth wide open.
From soul ring age to soul skill effects—how could this person keep shocking people without end?
Xiao Wu blinked rapidly.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were utterly confused.
Even Tang San couldn't understand what he was planning.
Those terrifying soul skills unleashed with three thousand-year soul rings weren't even his full strength? Was he truly that monstrous?
"You're saying you still weren't going all out?"
Zhao Wuji rubbed his shiny bald head, his expression turning strange.
He stared at Lin Qingmo for several seconds.
"Hahaha! Good! Very good, kid!"
He suddenly burst into loud laughter, rough and heroic.
"This batch of students really is more interesting than the last! Fine—today, I'll play this through to the end with you!"
He slapped his chest, blazing battle intent igniting in his eyes.
His feet slamd into the ground as he assud a defensive stance, beckoning Lin Qingmo forward.
"Co! Let see just how strong this so-called full-power strike of yours really is!"
"Buzz!"
Seven soul rings rose one by one beneath Zhao Wuji's feet!
The heavy surge of soul power made the surrounding air feel thick and viscous.
This ti, he was truly serious.
Seeing this, Lin Qingmo slowly raised his right hand.
The Sky Azure Soul Nourishing Barrier enveloping the field flickered with faint erald light.
At the center of the barrier, a slender stalk of Blue Silver Grass broke through the ground. It began to thicken and lengthen at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just a few breaths, the Blue Silver Grass had grown to the thickness of a tree trunk, stretching over twenty ters long!
It twisted through the air like a giant python, exuding a suffocating aura.
But that seed to be all—its presence was even less shocking than the Blue Silver Spirit Tree.
Under Lin Qingmo's control, the massive Blue Silver vine whip rose high into the air and then swung down in a plain, unadorned strike.
The speed wasn't fast. The force didn't look particularly great. It was just like an ordinary vine whip being swung.
"?"
Zhao Wuji froze.
He blinked, confusion written all over his face.
"That's it?"
This was the so-called full-power strike?!
A particularly thick Blue Silver vine whip ca whistling toward him, and he almost felt like laughing.
He'd seen this thing plenty of tis already.
Sure, this vine was much thicker than the others—but so what?
To a Soul Saint, it was practically a tickle.
He absolutely refused to believe that a re Quasi Soul Ancestor's soul skill could break his defense.
"Kid, are you out of tricks?"
Zhao Wuji put his hands on his hips, not even bothering to assu a defensive stance.
"If this is all you've got, then I'm ending this—"
Before he could finish—
Lin Qingmo suddenly split into a wide grin, flashing a set of white teeth. That smile was bright, yet sinister enough to make Zhao Wuji's heart jolt.
"Teacher Zhao, don't rush to conclusions."
His light, floating voice carried a hint of playful mockery.
"The good stuff always cos at the very end."
Lin Qingmo gently clenched his right hand and calmly spat out a few words.
"Blue Silver Rebound Force—explode!"
Boom!!!
The Blue Silver vine whip erupted with blinding blue light.
The brilliance was so intense that it illuminated the entire assessnt arena!
Everyone instinctively squeezed their eyes shut.
When they opened them again, they witnessed a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
Inside the vine whip, countless blue light serpents seed to be rampaging wildly. Every strand of light contained terrifying energy fluctuations!
"W-What the hell is this damn thing?!"
Zhao Wuji's face changed drastically in an instant.
He could sense that this energy wasn't soul power, nor brute force—it was an overwhelming shockwave!
Xiao Wu's Eight-Fold Kick, Dai Mubai's White Tiger Intense Light Wave, Zhu Zhuqing's claw strikes, even the impact generated when Zhao Wuji shattered the vines, as well as the force from the Blue Silver Grass's attacks… all of it had been absorbed and stored by the Sky Azure Soul Nourishing Barrier.
And now—
All of that power was being released at once.
A qualitative change from a previous accumulation of energy!
"Oh no!"
Alarms blared wildly in Zhao Wuji's mind. Every hair on his body stood on end.
There was no ti to think—his reaction was almost purely instinctive.
"Seventh Soul Skill—Vigorous Vajra Bear Martial Soul True Body!!!"
Zhao Wuji roared toward the heavens, his voice shaking the earth itself.
Buzz!
The pitch-black seventh soul ring flared brilliantly, instantly enveloping his entire body!
"ROAR!!!"
A deafening bear's roar echoed through the sky!
Zhao Wuji's body began to expand violently!
Five ters—eight ters—ten ters!
In the blink of an eye, he transford into a gigantic golden bear towering ten ters tall!
His entire body was covered in golden fur as hard as steel, each strand radiating the glow of soul power.
His bear paws were larger than millstones, claws sharp enough to tear through steel.
Most terrifying of all were his eyes—blood-red, brimming with savagery and brutality!
Martial Soul True Body—the ultimate trump card of a Soul Saint-level powerhouse!
Zhao Wuji crossed his massive arms in front of his chest. His golden fur stood on end, forming an impenetrable wall of defense.
And at that mont—
The Blue Silver vine whip, now brimming with terrifying energy, slamd down right in front of him!
Bang!!!
Rumble—rumble—rumble!!!
The explosion was a hundred tis louder than thunder, and the land itself shook violently.
The ground surged like ocean waves, splitting open into bottomless ravines.
Shockwaves exploded outward from the epicenter, expanding madly in all directions!
"Get down!"
Dai Mubai reacted the fastest.
Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu also dropped instantly, wrapping their arms tightly around their heads.
Even so, they were still blasted several ters away by the shockwave.
As for the surrounding trees?
Those massive trees that had grown for over a decade were snapped in half like straw!
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The sounds of breaking rang out endlessly.
Wood splinters, dirt, and rocks flew through the air like bullets, stinging painfully when they struck flesh!
Dust soared dozens of ters into the sky, staining half the heavens yellow.
In an instant, the entire assessnt arena was transford into a shattered hellscape!
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End of Chapter
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