Chapter 337: Domineering Soul Ring Shines, Astonishing Sword Technique Pierces Seven! Subduing the Beauty!_1

On the stage.

Seven members from Chi Fire Academy, with Huowushuang stepping back to a secondary position, Huo Wu led the team.

A golden and orange fiery phantom appeared behind Huo Wu's tall and curvaceous figure, with four soul rings in shades of yellow and purple, radiating a vigorous soul power fluctuation.

Her momentum far surpassed the peak Huowushuang.

She, along with the six behind her, formed a wedged formation, their eyes fiercely fixed on Luo Yu.

There was a trace of arrogance in Huo Wu's brow that couldn't be swept away.

"Man,"

"you still have time to admit defeat now."

"Admit defeat, admit what defeat, martial spirits are engaged, and we're not fighting him?"

Huowushuang, deeply afraid that Luo Yu would concede, how then could he seek revenge?

He directly took the lead and charged forward.

As soon as he charged, a burly and rugged Great Han also rode his fiery brown bear into battle. The rest couldn't hold back and surrounded from all sides.

Six people, demonstrating their powerful offensive might from six directions.

"Damn, isn't this just outright bullying the disabled?"

"Chi Fire Academy is too shameless, targeting weaknesses so openly?"

"Fighting like this means there's no chance of winning."

The crowd was indignant, with continuous hissing sounds.

Except for Huo Wu, the six members of the Blazing Fire Battle Team were unmoved.

Their moves were ferocious, keeping the same rhythm, and simultaneously attacked Luo Yu in the wheelchair.

The attacks driven by the six were about to land on Luo Yu.

Every face showed confidence of assured victory.

Huowushuang roared with satisfaction, "Deluding yourself to fight six-on-one, go brag somewhere else."

"Clang!"

With Luo Yu's lazy gaze sharpening, a heaven-shaking sword cry emerged.

A sword energy rose from his hand, as the Nine Heavens Execution Sword manifested.

He twisted his wrist, and the longsword whistled.

His arm flexed smoothly like a serpent, manipulating the longsword as if it were an extension of his limb.

He spun a sword flower, and made a complete circle.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

A series of metallic resonances echoed continuously.

The six members led by Huowushuang from Chi Fire Academy changed color simultaneously, every attack blocked, and they were forcefully driven back by the dazzling sword light in a split second.

"Screech! Screech! Screech!!"

The six returned awkwardly, skimming the ground, retreating repeatedly.

The audience, seeing this scene, inhaled sharply and displayed expressions of disbelief.

What a stunning sword strike.

Was this really a sword technique used while sitting in a wheelchair, driving back six people with one strike?

Huo Wu was stunned; she thought she could end the match.

She had not anticipated that a combined attack from six people not only posed no threat to this man,

but also forced them to retreat.

Huowushuang and the other five stood dispersed in their respective positions.

Staring with their eyes wide open.

The shock in their eyes couldn't be concealed, and for a moment, they did not dare to act rashly again.

"This... this is impossible!"

"What sort of sword technique is this??"

Huo Wu stepped forward, her beautiful eyes flickering with astonishment.

"What was that soul skill you just used?"

"Or was it a self-created sword technique??"

Luo Yu flicked the sword tip, and the Zhu Tian Sword emitted a clear, resonating buzz.

He glanced at Huo Wu, somewhat puzzled.

"Sword technique, what sword technique?"

"Wasn't what I just did a standard attack?"

Huo Wu's body shuddered, her beautiful eyes wide as saucers, her breath unsteady.

The audience gaped, as if they could swallow a whole melon.

"Standard attack, he called that move that repelled six people a standard attack?"

"Damn, he's got to be joking, when did standard attacks become so heaven-defying."

"If that was a standard attack, then what, when this guy uses sword techniques, is he going to split the field in half?"

Huowushuang spat out a mouthful of saliva in frustration.

"There's a limit to humiliating someone."

"Telling blind lies, that amazing move just now, if that's a standard attack, then hell, from now on, I'm your dear big son."

The other five teammates echoed in unison.

"Boss, I don't believe it either, count me in."

"I don't buy it either, trying to fool us."

"Damn, scaring us, I can't take this!"

"I truly don't believe it, all these years of tough training, and I can't even handle a standard attack?"

This time, all seven worked together, even Huo Wu was invigorated.

"Use your strongest soul skills, don't give this guy a chance."

"Boom!"

Seven people simultaneously underwent Martial Spirit Possession, their strongest Soul Rings lighting up at the same time.

Especially Huo Wu, her four Soul Rings unexpectedly shone at the same time, releasing flames as dangerous as daylight.

Flame Meteor, Explosive Bear Paw, Magma Meteor, Fiery Tornado—the combined attack of the seven caused the spectators outside the arena to change color, as they launched their full-powered strikes together.

"Kid, this is also just a regular attack," Huowushuang's words were heavy with sarcasm.

"Heh."

"Today, let me broaden your horizons."

Luo Yu looked at him indifferently, disdain flashing in his eyes.

His fingers gripped the hilt of his sword, his wrist channeling strength with a vibrating force.

"Shua!"

The simple and slender Nine Heavens Execution Sword lit up with a brilliant radiance from the hilt.

Light flowed, heading straight for the tip of the sword.

In the next second, a blood-red Soul Ring rose.

The dazzling and enchanting color of fresh blood was so striking.

When it appeared, who knows how shocked the Heavenly Water Girl Group and the audience inside the arena were—there was no roaring noise, only pairs of eyes as if they had seen a ghost.

And this was just the beginning.

One ring, two rings.

Four rings—

Ultimately, that blood-red Soul Ring astonishingly reached five rings.

The entire place was silent, with only the sound of chilling air being drawn.

They couldn't believe it.

Nor could they accept the scene they were seeing at this moment.

Someone in the world actually possessed such a terrifying configuration of Soul Rings.

"It's fake, it must be fake," Huowushuang shouted desperately, all seven of their attacks bombarding Luo Yu at once.

Luo Yu slowly looked around.

"Your flames aren't up to standard."

"Take a look at mine."

He pressed his finger down, raised his sword, and the five rings surged with power.

"Third Soul Skill: Endless Hell, Sword Like Flowing Fire!"

The Zhu Tian Sword visibly underwent a dramatic change at a speed visible to the naked eye, its blade turning completely scarlet, and immense fire surged forth from its edge, instantly evaporating all moisture in the atmosphere around them.

The onlookers suddenly felt parched and thirsty.

Luo Yu swung his sword.

"Boom!"

The Sword Like Flowing Fire, now elevated to two-hundred-thousand-years of power, was far stronger than before.

Nine majestic fiery dragons roared out, charging in all directions, instantly dispersing the combined attacks of the Blazing Fire Battle Team, crumbling them effortlessly and without suspense.

Then the fiery dragons exploded, and on the vast arena, an Endless Hell bizarrely emerged from nowhere, the flames reaching every corner, filling the entire space.

"Crack, crack!"

The green bricks on the ground burst open from being scorched, and tiny grains of sand turned into molten glass.

Screams and cries rose from within the flames.

"We were wrong, we were so wrong!"

"Big brother, no, daddy!"

"We were overconfident, please extinguish the fire!!"

Luo Yu remained unmoved, silently watching everything before him.

"Luo Xixi, don't really burn them to death, let's spare them this once," Shui Yue'er called out nervously from the side, surprise written all over her blue eyes.

Luo Yu turned his head and smiled, "Don't worry, I barbecue all the time."

"I have a good grasp of the heat, they won't die."

"This..." Shui Yue'er's lips twitched.

The fiery hell continued to burn for a long while before Luo Yu swung his sword, and the flames instantly dispersed.

What was left was a stretch of charred and withered land, emitting alarming heat.

Six people lay on the ground like charred logs, their hair completely singed away.

Although they were not dead, the smell of cooked meat wafted through the air.

Only Huo Wu's head of red, wavy hair remained intact.

She stood still, her beautiful eyes void of spirit, seemingly frightened by the terror she had just experienced.

Huowushuang lay on the ground, regardless of the intense pain all over, gasping for fresh air in big gulps.

Suddenly, he felt so grateful to be alive.

They had never dreamed that they, experts in playing with fire, would one day be burnt so miserably by fierce flames; if the opponent hadn't clearly gone easy on them,

they would be dead by now.

When they looked again at Luo Yu, who sat in his wheelchair, they began to shake uncontrollably with an unstoppable fear in their eyes.

Luo Yu, with a smile on his face, glided his wheelchair closer to them.

Huowushuang and the other five scraped at the ground with their fingers, kicking their legs back furiously, crawling on the ground in a struggle to flee this place, but their speed was even slower than the rolling of the wheelchair.

"Don't come any closer, stay away from me!"

Huowushuang was in a state of panic, his lips trembling, nowhere near his former arrogant demeanor.

Just then,

A loud, angry shout came from the distance.

"Stop!"

"Let's see who dares to touch my students today!!"