Facing Lin Yun's resolute attitude, Wang Yan could only put away his subtle intentions.
Lin Yun, meanwhile, merely chuckled, sitting steadily in his seat like an old dog.
He understood Wang Yan's hidden motives perfectly. Lin Yun's soul ring configuration and ultimate attribute were explosive even within Shrek, not to mention his soul power had now reached the Soul King level.
A thirteen-year-old Soul King at level fifty-six, with a soul ring configuration of three black and two red, and the ultimate-attribute Golden Dragon martial soul—if unleashed, it would certainly be a height that other soul master powers could only gaze up at.
If Lin Yun were to go all out and show off in the very first match, wouldn't that just be purely boosting Shrek's prestige?
In fact, as long as Lin Yun participated, whether Shrek won or lost this tournament wouldn't even matter. With such an incredibly powerful student, those soul masters with no background or even a minor background would become even more fanatical about Shrek.
The commotion Lin Yun previously caused in Shrek would also completely dissipate.
Therefore, he wasn't even planning to use his soul rings and martial soul in this tournament; he'd just fight with his soul power and soul bones.
Counting the opponents in this tournament, only the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy and the Star Luo Royal Academy would be relatively difficult to deal with.
One relied purely on technology, the other on "氪技" (krypton tech, implying heavy investment/spending).
At that time, Lin Yun would just slack off in combat, letting Ma Xiaotao shine and exert herself.
Currently, the four great empires on the Douluo Continent were all wary of Shrek, even holding strong malice towards it. The Sun Moon Empire, needless to say, Shrek had blocked their path to unification for thousands of years, so it would be strange if they didn't hate Shrek.
As for the original three great empires, their patience had basically reached its limit, as Shrek had constantly poached their talents.
Why should Lin Yun go out and attract firepower for Shrek?
The meeting thus ended inconclusively.
After all, Wang Yan couldn't control Lin Yun, Ma Xiaotao had already become "Lin Yun's shape," and the others held little influence. Even Xiao Xiao, who was closest to Lin Yun, consistently stood by Lin Yun's stance and supported all his actions.
What could the others do even if they were unconvinced?
With this matter concluded, everyone prepared to welcome the first battle tomorrow.
Meanwhile, what was the situation with Xuan Zi and Shrek?
Let's rewind to a week ago.
The moment the incident occurred, Xuan Zi immediately rushed back to Shrek Academy with the injured Dai Yueheng and the other two, without daring to stop for a moment.
Xixi was relatively alright. She only had a broken hand and a broken leg. Her condition was tragic, but there was no life-threatening danger. Xuan Zi could use his soul power to seal her wounds, preventing her from bleeding to death.
But Dai Yueheng and Gongyang Mo were not as optimistic.
Dai Yueheng was directly cut in half at the waist. Even if his vital organs were largely unharmed, such a waist injury was considered fatal, and if delayed any further, he would surely die.
Gongyang Mo was the same. The corpse poison was almost invading his internal organs, and the flesh on his back was constantly being corroded by the poison, emitting a strong foul odor. The corroded flesh dripped continuously along the way.
At this point, even an infant could likely kill this fifty-ninth level Soul King, a support-type soul master, with a single punch.
Under these circumstances, Xuan Zi could only race against time. His ninety-eighth level soul power was pushed to its limit, and the Grade-8 flying soul tool on his back even started smoking.
By the time Shrek City was distantly visible, Xuan Zi's inferior Grade-8 flying soul tool, a shoddy Shrek Academy version, had completed its mission, erupting in sparks as its core magic array was destroyed by the rampant soul power, rendering it completely useless.
However, Xuan Zi was in no mood to care about the soul tool. He swiftly arrived on Seagod Island and pulled up Elder Zhuang, who was cultivating.
"Xiao Zhuang, quickly! Treat the children!" Elder Xuan presented the three, enveloped in soul power, to Elder Zhuang, his voice urgent.
Elder Zhuang, who had been startled awake from his cultivation, was initially a bit grumpy from being disturbed, but upon seeing the tragic state of Dai Yueheng and the other two, he was immediately terrified. He didn't even have time to snap at Xuan Zi and immediately released his martial soul.
Nine soul rings of optimal configuration gradually rose beneath Elder Zhuang's feet, and the phantom of a vibrant tree appeared behind him.
At the same time, Elder Zhuang's first, fourth, sixth, and eighth soul rings lit up successively, casting green light filled with strong life force from the tree's phantom onto the wounds of Dai Yueheng and the two others.
Seeing that his soul skills had little effect, Elder Zhuang gritted his teeth and directly activated his seventh and ninth soul rings.
Martial Soul True Body!
To treat three young individuals who weren't even Soul Sages, it required Elder Zhuang, a Titled Douluo level healing soul master, to use his Martial Soul True Body. This demonstrated the severity of Dai Yueheng and the other two's injuries.
The phantom of the vibrant tree instantly solidified, and its life aura intensified several times over. Emerald green leaves drifted down from the tree, finally landing on the trio's wounds.
Xixi's injuries were the first to heal. Flesh buds constantly wriggled at the sites of her severed arm and leg, and new skin continuously grew, eventually completely healing.
Of course, only the wounds healed; her vanished left leg and right arm could never return.
The second to be healed was Dai Yueheng. However, like Xixi, Dai Yueheng would henceforth be confined to a wheelchair, just like Xu Tianran.
Gongyang Mo, whose body was infected with corpse poison, was the most difficult to treat. Even as a Titled Douluo, Elder Zhuang's abilities were ultimately limited. He could heal injuries, but his detoxification ability was not outstanding. He could only temporarily seal the toxins within Gongyang Mo's body while treating his injuries.
To completely detoxify him, a large amount of precious medicine would be needed to fully rid Gongyang Mo of the corpse poison.
And as for whether Gongyang Mo would have any sequelae...
Elder Zhuang's heart sank. It was impossible for such severe injuries to leave no sequelae. He had, after all, been dragged back from the brink of death. Being able to save his life was already good enough.
In the future, Gongyang Mo might be stuck at level sixty-nine for the rest of his life, with no hope of breaking through to Soul Sage.
This treatment lasted for two hours. When Elder Zhuang withdrew his martial soul, the night sky, which had been pitch black, was already tinged with dawn.
His Martial Soul True Body dissipated, and the vibrant tree reverted to Elder Zhuang himself. However, his face was very weak and pale. Two consecutive hours of high-intensity healing had greatly drained his soul power and energy.
After returning to his original form, Elder Zhuang looked at Dai Yueheng and the other two, whose injuries had been initially stabilized, his expression somewhat sorrowful.
Even with his treatment, these three children were ruined and could no longer continue on the path of a soul master.
Turning to Xuan Zi, Elder Zhuang's eyes sharpened, and he asked in a deep, deliberate voice, "Elder Xuan, what exactly happened? Why did the children suffer such severe injuries?"
Xuan Zi: ...
(End of Chapter)
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