Lan Susu, Lan Luoluo

"My name is Huang Chutian. This is Lan Susu on my left, and Lan Luoluo on my right. Please guide us."

"Yue Hongchen," Yue said faintly.

Wang Yan shouted sternly, "The assessment begins."

The two sides quickly released their Martial Souls. Huang Chutian roared and slammed his fists against his chest. His original height of 1.5 meters instantly grew to about 1.8 meters. His eyes turned from black to yellow, and two canine teeth protruded slightly from his thickened lips. Two yellow Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.

Two yellow Soul Rings also rose from beneath the feet of the twin sisters behind him. At the same time, their hair rapidly grew and floated in the air. The moment they summoned their Martial Souls, they embraced each other, their Soul Power merging seamlessly.

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill! And it's a Body type Martial Soul!" Wang Yan below the stage widened his eyes in delight. Almost all Body type Martial Souls had been taken by the Body Sect. He hadn't expected to encounter two Body type Martial Soul possessors today, let alone witness them unleash a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Yue stared with interest at the twins behind Huang Chutian. It was his first time encountering a Martial Soul Fusion Skill. His initial thought of ending the match quickly was replaced by a desire to test it out.

With that thought, the fighting spirit in Yue's eyes ignited. He summoned his Martial Soul and pointed his sword at Huang Chutian.

Simultaneously, his First Soul Ring, which he hadn't used in the previous five matches, emitted a brilliant light.

"Wang Yang, don't come near me."

Yue transformed into his two-meter form again, his entire aura surging significantly.

"I'm not interested in you. You can step down."

As he spoke, Yue took a step forward. The next instant, he appeared before Huang Chutian as if teleporting, casually striking him with his sword.

Huang Chutian was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily onto the ground outside the arena, kicking up clouds of dust.

After dealing with the extraneous personnel, the still-fusing Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo sisters panicked, about to abandon their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

With Yue's speed, he could finish them before their Martial Soul Fusion Skill was complete.

Sensing their movements, Yue inserted the Blood Oath Pact in his hand into the ground. "Let me see how strong your Martial Soul Fusion Skill is."

This meant he intended to face their Martial Soul Fusion Skill head-on.

Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo, being able to perform a Martial Soul Fusion and being twins, already shared a deep connection. After a brief moment of hesitation, they accelerated their Martial Soul Fusion.

Wang Yan didn't watch Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo. Instead, he stared intently at the sword Yue Hongchen had inserted into the ground.

"It seems his Martial Soul is even stronger than I thought," Wang Yan mused inwardly, elevating Yue Hongchen's never-before-seen Martial Soul a notch in his mind.

One had to know that the arena floor could withstand the full-power strike of a Soul King, yet Yue Hongchen had casually inserted his Martial Soul into it.

On the competition stage, Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo's Martial Soul Fusion Skill was complete. A torrent of hair shot towards Yue Hongchen, enveloping him and forming a ball that continued to shrink.

Yue Hongchen waited until he was completely enveloped, with not a sliver of light visible in his field of vision, before drawing his sword. He didn't use any Soul Power, relying solely on the inherent sharpness of his Martial Soul to slash at the hair.

"The resilience is good." Concentrating Soul Power in his eyes, Yue Hongchen clearly saw that his single slash had only left a mark on the hair; it showed no signs of breaking.

Outside, the hairball that enveloped him was shrinking rapidly. Wang Yan's heart grew increasingly tense. If Yue Hongchen couldn't break free from the Martial Soul Fusion Skill soon, he would call a halt to the match.

He had no idea what was happening inside. To ensure his students wouldn't be in any danger, even if Yue Hongchen had the ability to get out, if he didn't emerge by the point Wang Yan had set in his mind, he would unhesitatingly declare Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo the victors.

Inside, Yue Hongchen raised his sword again, this time changing to a thrust. The Blood Oath Pact pierced the hair net, creating a bulge, but it couldn't break through. The moment Yue Hongchen retracted his force, the hair net returned to its original state.

"It's a decent Martial Soul Fusion Skill, but its flaws are also obvious: it fears fire, and it's vulnerable to sword-type Martial Souls with higher Soul Power than theirs." As he spoke, the Blood Oath Pact circulated Soul Power. With a raise of his hand, several sword energies were unleashed. The previously indestructible hair net shattered into countless pieces, scattering in the air.

Yue Hongchen stood in place, sword in hand, letting the shattered hair strands fall upon him.

Yue Hongchen coldly watched the twins, who had fallen to their knees in a weakened state after their Martial Soul Fusion Skill was broken. "You lost."

After saying this, he retracted his Martial Soul. With a flash of white light, he returned to his original appearance.

He kindly pulled the two sisters up from the ground and channeled his Soul Power into them, slightly improving their condition.

"Your Martial Soul Fusion Skill is very good, but the flaw with the hair is obvious. However, this doesn't prevent you from becoming powerful Soul Masters. Keep up the good work."

After he finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted from below the stage. Wang Yan also looked at Yue Hongchen with satisfaction. Such a calm state of mind was entirely worthy of his strength. As expected of a sword cultivator, focused on achieving clarity of thought.

"District Thirty-Three, Sixth Round, Match One: Newcomer Class Nine's Yue Hongchen Team wins!"

Wang Yan announced as he recorded the match details.

Yue Hongchen circulated his Soul Power, dragging Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo off the assessment stage, allowing them to rest below.

"Not bad, kid, you did great!" Wang Yan approached Yue Hongchen and patted his shoulder.

Yue Hongchen had truly embodied the principle of friendship first, competition second.

The next four matches returned to the previous stalemate. Due to the strength Yue Hongchen displayed, the remaining four groups decisively forfeited.

After the matches concluded, Yue Hongchen left District Thirty-Three.

As soon as he emerged, he saw Meng Hongchen, Ning Tian, and Wu Feng waiting for him outside.

"It ended so early today?" Yue Hongchen said as he walked towards them.

Ning Tian smiled and placed a hand on Meng Hongchen's shoulder. "Thanks to classmate Meng. Once her reputation for Ultimate Poison spread, our opponents surrendered one by one. It ended without much of a fight."

Yue also reached the three of them and, upon hearing about their match results, feigned surprise and praised, "Our Little Meng is so strong."

Meng basked in Yue's praise, her face full of satisfaction, but she suddenly sensed something was amiss.

Her little nose twitched, and she leaned closer to Yue Hongchen to sniff him. Immediately, she revealed a "kind" smile.

"Brother, why do you smell like two women? And not like sister's scent." Meng's tone clearly indicated she was struggling to suppress her anger. If Yue's explanation didn't satisfy her...

As she spoke, she picked a strand of hair from Yue Hongchen's hair, belonging to the twin sisters, her expression demanding a reasonable explanation.

Ning Tian and Wu Feng, standing beside them, involuntarily took a few steps back, engrossed in the unfolding drama.

"Listen, I can explain, it's not what you think." Yue Hongchen was clearly flustered, but this only served as further confirmation in the eyes of the three.

Meng Hongchen was quite considerate. She reached out and brushed off any foreign hairs from Yue Hongchen's body before nodding. "Go on."