Ultimate Sublimation!

"This move is called Ultimate Sublimation!"

Su Fan let out a long howl.

All four of his soul skills flared at once.

"First soul skill, Space Jump!"

"Second soul skill, Heaven Sealing Earth Locking!"

"Third soul skill, Imprint, Kirin Arm!"

"Fourth soul skill, Evil Spirit Mirror Annihilation!"

The wildly surging Soul Power within him finally accumulated to its peak.

The Heavenly Circuit Apertures began operating simultaneously.

The thirty-six most crucial Apertures were protected at the center.

Nine Apertures nourished one.

He fully drove the power of these thirty-six Apertures.

Heaven Sealing Earth Locking was not cast outward, but inward, reinforcing the thirty-six Apertures to prevent the immense impact of Soul Power from destroying them.

Kirin Arm was the soul skill he had Imprinted from that Body Sect senior who had climbed through his window into his room.

The thirty-six Apertures formed a Linkage.

Within him, lines of patterns lit up.

They made Su Fan's body appear exceptionally translucent.

Boom!

All his Soul Power was connected by a single line, erupting with terrifying force at once.

Su Fan suddenly threw out his right fist.

His Soul Power condensed into substance, blasting out an energy beam like a Soul Guidance cannon shell.

Ma Xiaotao let out a piercing cry.

"Second soul skill, Bathing Fire Phoenix!"

"Third soul skill, Phoenix Wing Soaring!"

"Fifth soul skill, Phoenix Cloud-Piercing Strike!"

With the first two soul skills stacked, she unleashed her strongest single-target burst with her fifth soul skill.

"Don't!"

Huo Yuhao called out to stop her.

Judging from the energy fluctuations, Su Fan's attack had surpassed Ma Xiaotao's.

He could not understand it and had no idea how Su Fan had done it, but taking this attack head-on was absolutely unwise.

Unfortunately, he was too late.

There was simply no time to stop her.

Nor would Ma Xiaotao listen to him.

In this Soul Master Tournament, she was the captain and the true main force. Yet because of Death Messenger, she had suffered serious injuries and could only keep recuperating, watching her younger schoolmates fight desperately in the arena while a stifling resentment built up inside her.

Now, provoked by Su Fan, that pent-up anger finally erupted.

She could not dodge.

She absolutely could not retreat!

High in the sky, a crimson pillar of flame streaked straight down and collided head-on with the fist Su Fan had launched.

Rumble!

The earthshaking explosion resounded throughout the entire plaza.

A constant ringing echoed in everyone's ears.

The terrifying shockwave crushed the arena out of shape, forming a massive crater.

The ambient energy of heaven and earth was driven by the aftermath of the energy explosion, sweeping outward in every direction.

Blazing firelight scattered everywhere, raining down across the arena.

A cry rang out, carrying a trace of misery.

A crimson figure flew backward from the heart of the explosion. It was Ma Xiaotao.

Her school uniform was in tatters, and countless wounds from the energy explosion covered her body.

Within the perception of Spiritual Detection Sharing, Ma Xiaotao's Soul Power was churning violently.

She had clearly suffered severe injuries.

Huo Yuhao sighed.

Sister Xiaotao was still too reckless.

He knew that was simply Ma Xiaotao's personality.

But wasn't his Spiritual Detection Sharing meant to prevent accidents?

They had clearly agreed on this before the match.

His greatest role in taking the field was to make sure Su Fan did not have some hidden trick up his sleeve, so they could guard against it immediately.

Yet this was what happened.

Su Fan really did have another trump card.

He had indeed held something back.

Only, this was not some underhanded move.

This was an open and aboveboard eruption of power.

Who could have imagined that a Soul Ancestor's burst of strength could crush Ma Xiaotao head-on even after she unleashed a full-power attack?

At this moment, Ma Xiaotao was also beginning to doubt her life.

She had not really trusted what Spiritual Detection had sensed.

But after clashing head-on once, she believed it.

Actually, it was not a matter of belief or disbelief. This was simply too far beyond common sense.

Anyone would have doubted the perception of Spiritual Detection Sharing at that moment.

Even Wang Dong had doubted it briefly just now, thinking Su Fan might have used Imprint to copy a utility-type soul skill similar to Simulation and conceal himself from Huo Yuhao's detection.

"It's not over yet!"

Su Fan's voice came from the opposite side.

He threw another punch.

Boom!

Another fist, wrapped in violent Soul Power and compressed like a cannonball, blasted toward the center of Shrek's formation.

Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Detection saw this attack clearly.

"This attack is much weaker."

Ma Xiaotao struggled to her feet, intending to intercept it.

Dai Yueheng spoke at that moment.

"I'll take this one."

"First soul skill, White Tiger Protection Barrier!"

"Third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

"Fifth soul skill, White Tiger Demon God Transformation!"

"Sixth soul skill, White Tiger Destruction Kill!"

A full four soul skills erupted.

Three enhancement states stacked layer upon layer, followed by his strongest single-target burst soul skill.

Platinum light gathered, forming a massive character for kill before Dai Yueheng.

The character transformed into a blazing mass of white light and shot abruptly toward Su Fan's fist.

This collision did not produce a booming explosion.

Huo Yuhao, carefully observing the scene at the center of the clash through Spiritual Detection, suddenly contracted his pupils.

Where Su Fan's second punch passed, space turned into a mirror.

This was his fourth soul skill—

Evil Spirit Mirror Annihilation!

Wherever the fist-light passed, space became a mirror.

The fist-light exploded, and space shattered.

He had compressed a range-controlled, area-attack soul skill into a single-target attack.

The white mass of light from Dai Yueheng's White Tiger Destruction Kill shattered apart along with the mirror.

"Still not enough!"

Su Fan threw another punch.

This punch still failed to unleash the terrifying power of the first one.

By now, the thirty-six Apertures inside Su Fan's body were faintly aching.

For the first punch, he had truly risked everything to drive every Aperture.

That had been his limit.

With the second punch, he found the level of eruption his Apertures could withstand repeatedly.

For the third punch, he maintained that level.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom, boom, boom!

Punch-light after punch-light blasted from him.

He seemed tireless, as though the Soul Power within him were endless, pouring out in a mad torrent.

"This is a Soul Ancestor?"

Xiao Hongchen stared blankly at the scene, his eyes wide.

At that moment, he felt as though something inside him had shattered.

Stats...

How laughable.

His own stats did not seem higher than Su Fan's either.

But, but...

"But why can a Soul Ancestor have this much Soul Power?"

Never mind how he had made so much Soul Power erupt with such might.

Where had he even gotten this much Soul Power?

Could he be a Soul Engineer too? Were all his soul skills Soul Power amplification skills?

Right, he had an Imprint soul skill.

But Imprinting a Soul Power amplification skill would not be enough either...

Su Fan's eruption shattered the worldview of countless people.

In Shrek's preparation area, Yan Shaozhe watched this scene with a rather grave expression.

He had arrived in Star Luo City two days ago.

He recognized Su Fan.

As he watched Su Fan unleash streak after streak of fist-light on the stage, he overlapped him with the Su Fan he had rejected in his mind several years ago.

Only four and a half years had passed. How could there have been such a tremendous change?

How had he done it?

In the audience.

The front row.

Du Busi froze for a moment.

He looked toward the muscular man with thick arms beside him.

"The soul skill you let him Imprint was Kirin Arm?"

Du Busi knew the muscular man had let Su Fan Imprint a soul skill, but when the man returned that day, he had not said which specific soul skill it was. He had only said it was Su Fan's request, that he was saving it to give everyone a surprise in the finals.

The muscular man was grinning now, though it was impossible to tell whether he was shocked or amused.

"Yeah, my Kirin Arm, my eighth soul skill..."