Resonance of Martial Souls

Huangfu Ji had somewhat underestimated Liu Erlong's strength. After activating Martial Soul Possession and releasing her First Soul Skill, her power had increased severalfold.

Moreover, she had not used her full strength in that palm strike—at most, only half of it.

"How was that? That palm strike didn't feel too good, did it?"

Liu Erlong looked at Huangfu Ji with a smiling expression, her eyes carrying a trace of pride.

"I haven't even used my full strength yet. If I did, even a Soul Grandmaster wouldn't dare take my full-force blow head-on."

Huangfu Ji laughed heartily.

"It really was unexpected. I underestimated you."

With that, Huangfu Ji activated Martial Soul Possession. Golden dragon scales covered his body, while golden Dragon Wings unfurled behind him.

The Sacred Martial War Dragon's Martial Soul was inherently of a higher quality than Liu Erlong's Fire Dragon Martial Soul. The instant he activated it, Liu Erlong felt a faint suppressive force—a suppression originating from their Martial Souls.

She was secretly alarmed. She had never experienced such a sensation before. Her Martial Soul came from her father.

Others did not know, but she knew very well that her father came from one of the Upper Three Sects, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan.

The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul was reputed to be the number one beast Martial Soul in the world. Even though her Martial Soul had mutated, its quality was no worse than that of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul.

Though she felt that faint suppression, she was eager to fight Huangfu Ji.

Huangfu Ji moved. Golden Soul Power swirled around him, and the Dragon Wings behind him beat as he lowered his body and charged at Liu Erlong.

Unwilling to be outdone, Liu Erlong shouted and met him head-on.

The two collided, Soul Power surging around them. Their strength was nearly equal, though that was mainly because Huangfu Ji had not used a Soul Skill.

His First Soul Skill, Sacred Martial Slash, was an offensive Soul Skill and could not increase his strength. In other words, his current strength came entirely from his own cultivation and the enhancement of his Martial Soul.

Half of Liu Erlong's strength, however, came from her own Soul Skill.

After exchanging several moves, Liu Erlong seized an opening and swept Huangfu Ji off his feet with a low leg sweep.

But just as he was about to hit the ground, Huangfu Ji planted his right hand against the floor and used the force to flip sideways, pulling away from Liu Erlong.

"That works too?" Liu Erlong only froze for an instant before attacking again. Soul Power wrapped around her arms, with flickering flames faintly visible around them.

The moment he steadied himself, Liu Erlong attacked. Huangfu Ji could only hurriedly defend.

He had to admit it now—he had gotten a little carried away. He had completely underestimated Liu Erlong.

Previously, he had thought that with his fourteenth-level Soul Power and the quality of his Martial Soul, Liu Erlong could not possibly be his opponent. Yet the moment they exchanged blows, reality had slapped him in the face.

Liu Erlong was several times stronger than he had imagined, and her attacks were fierce and swift, broad and unrestrained, leaving him no openings at all.

After blocking several attacks in succession, Huangfu Ji lashed a kick toward Liu Erlong's flank, but she caught it. Liu Erlong tried to throw him away, but the instant she released him, Huangfu Ji flapped his Dragon Wings and steadied himself in midair.

"Tch!" Liu Erlong clicked her tongue.

"Being able to fly is really annoying." Her Martial Soul actually had Dragon Wings as well, but she could not use them yet. After all, her Martial Soul was a mutated Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. She would have to wait until later before she could spread her Dragon Wings.

Despite clearly having the upper hand, she still could not defeat Huangfu Ji, mainly because of that pair of Dragon Wings.

"Could you stop using your Dragon Wings? Let's fight leg against leg, fist against fist." Pointing at Huangfu Ji, Liu Erlong stomped her foot in anger.

She had always been impatient by nature.

"You can use yours too." Huangfu Ji teased Liu Erlong with a mischievous grin.

"I'm definitely going to beat you up. You know perfectly well that I can't use my Dragon Wings yet."

Liu Erlong was furious. She bent her legs slightly, then explosively pushed off, shooting straight toward Huangfu Ji in the air.

However, for Liu Erlong, who could not yet fly, the air was Huangfu Ji's domain. Facing her direct charge, Huangfu Ji merely shifted slightly aside and easily dodged it.

Then he raised his hand and flicked the back of Liu Erlong's head.

After landing, Liu Erlong clutched the back of her head, her eyes practically spitting fire with rage.

"If you've got the guts, come down here."

"Come up here." Huangfu Ji beckoned with a smile that made people want to punch him.

"You come down!" Liu Erlong pointed at Huangfu Ji.

"You come up." Huangfu Ji remained the same.

After teasing her several times, Huangfu Ji descended to the ground and retracted the Dragon Wings behind him. He knew Liu Erlong's personality very well. She was already extremely irritable, almost on the verge of losing her reason.

That also meant her next attacks would be even fiercer, but they would likewise be full of openings.

"If I don't beat you until you call me big sister today, then my name isn't Liu Erlong!" With a furious roar, Liu Erlong shot forward. This time, her speed was clearly faster.

"She's not holding back anymore." Huangfu Ji immediately retreated, widening the distance.

But Liu Erlong was before him in an instant.

The two exchanged blows. Although he still found it somewhat difficult to defend, Huangfu Ji had it easier this time because he could spot an opening every time and dissolve her attacks.

Liu Erlong's attacks were fierce and forceful, while Huangfu Ji used softness to overcome hardness, neutralizing her strength.

Her barrage of attacks felt as though it were striking cotton, making her increasingly impatient.

The two exchanged a palm strike. Crimson and golden Soul Power intertwined, causing them both to freeze for a moment before they separated and retreated at the same time.

Looking at his right hand, Huangfu Ji then looked at Liu Erlong, who was looking at him as well.

"Did you feel that just now?" Huangfu Ji asked.

Liu Erlong nodded blankly.

"For a moment, I felt something indescribable."

She frowned, trying to describe the feeling, but she did not know how. In any case, it had been wondrous, like a resonance coming from their Martial Souls.

Rubbing his hands together, Huangfu Ji withdrew his Martial Soul and began thinking.

Liu Erlong stopped fighting as well and withdrew her Martial Soul.

"What's wrong?"

Huangfu Ji shook his head slightly.

Just then, he had also felt that resonance from their Martial Souls. But why would his Martial Soul resonate with Liu Erlong's?

Could it be because both of their Martial Souls were dragons?

After returning to the dormitory, he kept thinking about it, so much so that, in Zhao Yuan's eyes, he was simply sitting there in a daze.

After thinking for a long time, Huangfu Ji roughly figured out the reason.

"Could it be because they're both Martial Soul Mutations?"

"What mutation?" Zhao Yuan looked at Huangfu Ji in utter confusion.

"Grand Duke, what's wrong with you? You've been like this ever since you came back from the training ground."

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something, and his face lit up with realization.

"I get it. Grand Duke, you confessed to Liu Erlong and she rejected you."

Huangfu Ji shot him an irritated look.

"We're not even seven yet. What are you thinking?"

"Besides, we're just friends. Classmates."

Zhao Yuan looked unconvinced.

"Friends? Classmates?"

"That may be true, but what friend or classmate spends every day together like that? Especially a boy and a girl."

"Though you're still young, feelings can be cultivated from childhood. My father taught me that—he and my mother cultivated their feelings from childhood too."

"Grand Duke, although you're still young, it's not hard to tell that Liu Erlong will definitely grow into a great beauty. You need to make your move early and build a solid foundation, so no one else steals her from you."

Huangfu Ji was speechless. What was all this nonsense?

He had been thinking about Martial Souls, yet Zhao Yuan had somehow dragged it into matters between men and women. He even wondered whether there was a young man in his twenties living inside Zhao Yuan's six-year-old body.

Although early maturity was common in this world, and many people had children by fourteen or fifteen, this was far too early. He was only six, yet he was already thinking about such things.