Tang San was not the only one horrified by the appearance of the Ice and Snow Fluttering Ice Phoenix.
So were the eighty thousand spectators, the teachers and students of the various Advanced Spirit Master Academies in the competitors' viewing area, and the representatives of the major powers on the VIP Platform.
This was a Three-Person Martial Soul Fusion Skill. The shock it brought far surpassed even Canghui Academy's Seven-in-One Fusion Skill.
A martial soul fusion skill could only be performed through a deep fusion of martial souls. Both body and heart had to be perfectly compatible.
Even a Two-Person Martial Soul Fusion Skill was far more difficult to achieve than an ordinary fusion skill, no matter how many people the latter combined.
Let alone a Three-Person Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
A two-person martial soul skill was already rare enough. A Three-Person Martial Soul Fusion Skill was harder still.
Yet it had truly appeared in the Preliminary Tournament arena, right before more than eighty thousand pairs of eyes. How could anyone not be stunned?
Facing that imposing ice-blue phoenix, Tang San stood rooted to the spot, his eyes fixed on Shui Bing'er opposite him. The fear in his heart refused to subside.
If the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand had not given him the confidence-and illusion-that he could still fight, he would probably have turned around, jumped off the Competition Ring, and conceded.
But was he someone who would willingly admit defeat?
No, he was not.
Tang San did not want to give up this match.
Of course, he could choose to surrender. Even losing this match would not fundamentally affect their standing, after all. They still had plenty of chances to secure a top-five qualifying spot.
Just as Grandmaster had said-sometimes, a necessary retreat was a good