"My soul power is almost exhausted, but fortunately, I finally caught him." Looking at Lin Feng within the Celestial Thunder Sword Array, Yang Ningbing let out a sigh of relief, but soon her expression turned somewhat grave.

Even after being whipped by lightning to such an extent that his skin was torn and flesh mangled, he still managed to hold on; this was enough to demonstrate Lin Feng's strong resistance to lightning and formidable physique.

Yang Ningbing admitted to herself that if she were caught in it, even with demon possession, she couldn't last ten seconds.

"Brother Feng!"

Yun Kai's face changed upon seeing Lin Feng's dire situation. With a wave of his right hand, five long swords scattered on the ground soared into the air, whistling past as they shot towards Yang Ningbing.

Yun Kai knew that against such a powerful soul skill, he couldn't stop it by himself; only by heavily injuring Yang Ningbing could Lin Feng have a chance to break free.

Facing the flying sword attack, Yang Ningbing didn't release a barrier for defense, rather she flapped her wings rapidly to dodge repeatedly.

"Your opponent is me."

Zhang Tianxu spewed liquid like magma from his mouth, and Yun Kai quickly released a defense soul skill to block it. The Golden Lion King's Golden Transformation skill rendered him invulnerable to swords and weapons and resistant to gold and iron, but facing magma, even gold and iron would melt. Due to Zhang Tianxu's interference and attacks, Yun Kai couldn't focus on controlling the swords, which did not significantly disrupt Yang Ningbing, as she continued casting soul skills ceaselessly.

"Ah!"

Just as everyone thought the battle was over, and the dust had settled, Lin Feng let out a cry of agony from within the array. His skin, bloody and broken, suddenly began sprouting scales, deep azure in color, covering his entire body.

"I originally didn't want to reveal 'Fish-Dragon Transformation' so soon."

Lin Feng looked up at the girl in midair. With scales covering him, his defensive strength and power visibly increased. He kicked off the ground, leaping upwards. Although his body was still inside the barrier, still subjected to constant electrocution, his head already emerged halfway. Lin Feng slightly opened his mouth, releasing bubbles one after another that floated towards Yang Ningbing.

Yang Ningbing waved her magic staff, lightning splitting the bubbles, which burst instantly with sparks flying, emitting popping sounds. Yet the bubbles continued to multiply, and gradually, Yang Ningbing found herself surrounded.

Facing the encircling bubbles, Yang Ningbing did not panic. She quickly flapped her wings, flying higher and higher.

She understood that soul skill control had a distance limit; the farther the distance, the more soul power it consumed. Controlling such a large number of bubbles already required a substantial amount of soul power, and if the distance were too far, not even Lin Feng or an advanced demon spirit master could do it.

"How is this possible?"

Seeing the bubbles trailing her shadow underfoot, for the first time, panic appeared on Yang Ningbing's previously calm face.

The scene before her was beyond her expectations. Even after she had flown nearly a hundred meters above ground, those transparent bubbles clung to her like an inseparable pest, continuously floating towards the sky, their speed swift.

At this moment, Yang Ningbing could no longer continue flying as she was about to touch the ceiling of the gymnasium.

"How does he possess such a strong control ability?"

The golden soul skill 'Shield of Thunderlight' was released, enveloping the girl in a spherical purple barrier, spiritual power simultaneously possessing her. Yet, even so, as she looked around at the bubbles numbering more than a hundred, floating and flickering, her face turned slightly pale.

"Cannot attack—the bubbles themselves explode. If attacked at such close range, the explosion would become even more intense."

Yang Ningbing's heart raced, her body somewhat stiff, her expression extremely unpleasant.

The bubbles continuously approached Yang Ningbing, adhering to the barrier as if absorbed onto it.

At this moment, Yun Kai and the others had ceased fighting, unable to resist looking up at the sky.

The mentors' faces changed slightly; they knew the explosive power of Lin Feng's bubbles. Back then, even when the bubbles dispersed among five people, their power was formidable. Now, facing one person, and at such close range...

Wouldn't someone die?

Many mentors looked at Bu Zheng and Deng Lun, seemingly asking whether the match should be stopped.

"He must have absorbed a soul skill similar to Lock, otherwise, with Lin Feng's soul power, it would be impossible to control so many bubbles from such a distance."

Deng Lun quickly speculated on the soul skill Lin Feng absorbed, though not knowing its specifics or level.

However, in his speculation, it should be a golden soul skill.

Lin Feng landed back in the array. Against the whipping of lightning, his body trembled slightly, yet he appeared calm. After continuously executing the bubble attack twice, his soul skill was already overdrawn.

Lin Feng raised his head, gazing at the purple sphere in midair, and the girl within it, silently whispering in his heart: "Explode!"

"Boom~~~~"

A deafening explosion boomed, arcs of electricity blossomed like a purple sun, unleashing an extremely terrifying impact. The roof of the gymnasium was directly blasted apart, large stones falling heavily to the ground, prompting Yun Kai and others to dodge hastily.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

It was as if an earthquake struck, accompanied by falling stones, a figure, body entirely weathered and bloodied, also fell from the sky, crashing towards the ground.

"Lost!"

Seeing the girl about to land, Yang Qing's eyes carried a complex look, as if appearing out of nowhere, he caught the girl gently with an invisible hand, and both slowly descended.

Amidst the rubble, Yang Ningbing's skin was charred and bloodied, emitting a pungent burnt odor, her original appearance indistinguishable.

Yang Qing produced a crystal bottle in hand, pouring the green liquid within over the girl's body. The charred, mangled wounds began to gradually heal.

Bu Zheng also appeared beside Yang Qing, cautious despite knowing Yang Qing wouldn't act, prepared for any possibility.

Lin Feng's team would now replace Yang Ningbing's five, becoming the new Red Cloud Team.

"Essence of Life, worth at least five billion for just one bottle. Truly extravagant, as expected of someone who possesses the key," Bu Zheng thought.

The healing speed surpassed that of a therapist and even replenished life force without any side effects.

If he owned a key himself, with ample Essence of Life, perhaps he could live two more years.

"I..."

Yang Ningbing was not unconscious. Although her wounds healed, whether due to the dizziness or the impact of defeat, her gaze was somewhat bewildered.

When she came to her senses, seeing Yang Qing beside her, she was briefly stunned, and surprisingly, the strong-willed girl felt an urge to cry in her heart.

All the efforts were for naught.

In front of her admired uncle, she lost!

Utterly lost.

Her defeat also signified the downfall of the Red Cloud Team!

The remaining two teammates, against Yun Kai and Yu Qiao, were already at a disadvantage. With Lin Feng joining them, they couldn't withstand for long and were quickly defeated.

The national competition's highly anticipated challenge ended.

Yet the mentors couldn't snap back to reality for a while.

The Red Cloud Team, in whom they had high hopes, lost so easily.

Among Lin Feng's three, only Lin Feng was injured; Yun Kai and Yu Qiao were virtually unscathed.

Recovered Little Sister Dong and Yun Mingming approached Lin Feng's three, unable to hide the excitement in their eyes.

They won.

In half a month, they would participate in the National College Battle; everything felt too incredible.

"Uncle Thirteen, I'm sorry."

Yang Ningbing lowered her head, somewhat not daring to meet Yang Qing's eyes.

Being a prodigy since childhood, she had always been number one among her peers. This was her first defeat, and the one who defeated her was two years younger and her cousin!

Yang Qing patted his niece's head, comforting her: "You performed well, it's just that your opponent was stronger."

Yang Ningbing looked at Lin Feng, staying silent for a while, and said bitterly, "He is indeed stronger than me!"

Recalling the oppressive feeling in the explosion's center when surrounded by bubbles, a hint of fear flashed in her eyes.

She would never forget that feeling in her life.

Yang Qing comforted his niece with a few words, then turned to look at Lin Feng. At this moment, Lin Feng seemed to sense something and also looked back.

The two exchanged a glance.

Time seemed to halt this moment.

The next moment, both diverted their gazes simultaneously.

Two proud but unfamiliar father and son, both geniuses, yet equally proud.

Yang Qing realized it was unnecessary to speak.

This child would never return to the Yang Race.

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