"No, his strength is too great. We should use our Martial Soul Fusion Skill," Xiao Shan said.
Chen Huang smiled helplessly. "Yeah. High-quality Beast Martial Souls have an overwhelming advantage in physical abilities. Let's use the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, then. Getting forced into using one in our very first soul fight is pretty embarrassing."
"There's nothing we can do about that. You're only level nineteen right now. If you were level thirty, you could definitely knock them down with one punch. Winning with our Martial Soul Fusion Skill isn't a problem either. That's part of our strength too. It's not like they have one," Xiao Shan said with a smile.
Chen Huang nodded and took Xiao Shan's hand.
Tang Hao watched the scene and relaxed, though something still felt strange.
Xiao Shan and Xiao Huang's Soul Power fused together, creating a massive ring of grass out of thin air that wrapped around the huge King Kong. He tore at it with both hands as hard as he could, but he could not break it. Then a second ring appeared.
Soon, the two grass rings began tightening, binding both his arms and legs securely.
People in the stands quickly began discussing it. "That's a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, isn't it? You rarely see those."
No matter how hard the skinny man struggled, he could not break free. He was utterly frustrated.
The fat man beside him shouted, "Shrink down!"
The skinny man suddenly understood. From a giant King Kong, he gradually changed back into a small monkey. This was not a Martial Soul Avatar, merely Martial Soul Possession in human form, with a phantom image behind him.
But the grass rings shrank along with him. They were incredibly formidable, still binding him tightly.
Chen Huang seized the opportunity. He rushed