As Strong as a Soul Douluo? Bibi Dong's Helplessness: Nana, Do You Want Huang Yan in the Secret Chamber?

With the two of them letting out a low shout in unison.

A massive sacred phoenix phantom took shape, its left wing burning with dark red Evil Fire while its right wing radiated extreme icy cold.

Carrying incomparably violent might, it charged straight at Spirit Kite Douluo.

Spirit Kite Douluo's expression shifted slightly. Having originally intended to use only forty percent of her Soul Power, she immediately lit up her sixth soul ring without hesitation.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Explosive Flame Heaven Armor!"

"Boom—!"

A violent explosion echoed through the training grounds as berserk energy of ice and fire instantly swept across the entire field.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Spirit Kite Douluo had actually been forced half a step back. A thin layer of frost had even formed over the flaming armor before her.

"You actually forced me back half a step..."

Spirit Kite Douluo dispersed her Soul Power and looked at the two before her with a complicated expression.

"One of you has five rings, and the other has four.

Yet the explosive power of this Martial Soul Fusion Skill, on your very first attempt, has already barely reached the threshold of a Soul Douluo.

It is truly unbelievable."

Spirit Kite Douluo knew very well what that meant.

It was their first time using a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Yet their compatibility had already reached such a level.

One had five rings, and the other had four.

The power of their Martial Soul Fusion Skill was already comparable to that of a Soul Douluo.

What if they became even more coordinated, more proficient in using their Martial Soul Fusion Skill, and continued growing stronger in the future?

Spirit Kite Douluo could hardly imagine it.

Once the two of them successively cultivated to the level of Titled Douluo, just how powerful would the Martial Soul Fusion Skill they unleashed become?

"Thank you for your guidance, Senior Spirit Kite."

Shui Bing'er panted lightly, her face somewhat pale, but her ice-blue eyes were filled with excitement.

"Sister Ling Yuan, I did not hurt you, did I?"

Huang Yan walked forward with a smile and asked.

"What could possibly happen to a Titled Douluo like me?"

Spirit Kite Douluo rolled her eyes at him, drew a deep breath, and forcibly suppressed the surging disappointment and bitterness in her heart.

"Enough. Your Martial Soul Fusion Skill is very powerful. Just make sure to practice coordinating with each other more.

There is still official business at Pope Palace that I need to handle, so I will not interrupt you two lovebirds as you continue cultivating."

With that, Spirit Kite Douluo turned around and quickly headed out of the training grounds, her back carrying a trace of loneliness that she could not hide.

Watching her hurriedly depart, Shui Bing'er withdrew her gaze and gently tugged Huang Yan's sleeve. After a moment of thought, she said softly:

"Huang Yan, does Senior Spirit Kite... like you?"

Hearing that, Huang Yan lowered his head to look at Shui Bing'er in his arms, the corners of his lips lifting into a faint smile.

"You noticed?"

"As a woman, how could I possibly fail to sense that kind of look?"

Shui Bing'er lightly rolled her eyes at Huang Yan, a barely noticeable hint of coquettish reproach in her voice.

"And you?

What do you think?"

"What can I think?"

Huang Yan reached out and pinched the bridge of her pert nose, teasing her.

"Sister Ling Yuan does take good care of me, but right now, the most important person in my heart is you, my newlywed 'captain's wife.'"

Note that Huang Yan had not explicitly rejected her.

Hearing that title, Shui Bing'er's cheeks flushed slightly as she gently slapped his hand away.

"Stop spouting nonsense.

Senior Spirit Kite is a Titled Douluo, after all. If she truly has feelings for you, then I... I have no right to stop you.

As long as you always have me in your heart, that is enough."

Huang Yan lost his teasing expression and pulled her a little tighter into his embrace.

"Do not worry. Did you not get enough of my feelings last night?"

Shui Bing'er glared at him in embarrassed annoyance. The blush on her cheeks instantly spread all the way to her ears as she hurriedly changed the subject:

"Stop talking nonsense!

Let us continue practicing the Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

That attack just now was powerful, but it consumed nearly half of our Soul Power. We still need much more practice and control."

Huang Yan nodded, his expression turning serious as well.

"Alright.

This Ice Flame Divine Phoenix has enormous potential. If we can use it freely and reduce its Soul Power consumption,

then at the Elite Tournament two years from now, it will be the Martial Soul Hall Team's greatest trump card."

"Mm. Let us try again. This time, I will take the lead in controlling the output rhythm of the ice attribute."

Shui Bing'er took a deep breath, her gaze becoming resolute once more as she circulated the Ice Phoenix Soul Power within her body again.

On the distant stands of the training grounds.

Hu Liena stared fixedly at the twin phoenixes of ice and fire in the arena, her face filled with bitterness and jealousy.

Her slender fingers gripped the railing tightly, her knuckles turning faintly white.

"Nana, stop looking."

Watching Hu Liena like this, Yan hurried over with a fawning expression and tried to comfort her sympathetically.

"That girl from Skywater Academy was merely lucky.

You are Spirit Hall's Saintess. In terms of talent and beauty, how are you inferior to her in any way?

Huang Yan will definitely understand how good you are someday..."

"Shut up!"

Hu Liena abruptly turned her head and cast Yan a cold, impatient glance.

"My affairs are none of your concern. Stay away from me!"

Yan shrank back from the scolding and retreated to the side with a bitter expression.

After driving Yan away, the grievance in Hu Liena's heart only grew more overwhelming.

She turned to look at her older brother Xie Yue beside her, biting her lip with reddened eyes as she said:

"Brother, look at them... Why does Shui Bing'er get to have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with him?"

As she said this, Hu Liena's voice gained a touch of petulance and resentment.

"Brother, how wonderful would it be if Huang Yan were in your place?

If I could use a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with Huang Yan, its power would definitely be greater than theirs. How wonderful would that be..."

Xie Yue's mouth twitched sharply, and he let out a helpless sigh.

"Nana, what nonsense are you talking about?

We are biological siblings. Only because our martial souls share the same origin can we use Demon Charm.

How can a Martial Soul Fusion Skill be switched to another person just because you want it to be?

Besides, Huang Yan's eyes are filled with nothing but Shui Bing'er now. Why make yourself miserable?"

"I do not care!

I cannot swallow this!"

Hu Liena stomped her foot, turned around, and ran out of the training grounds.

"I am going to find Teacher!"

Pope Palace, inner hall.

"Teacher!

You have to stand up for me!"

The moment Hu Liena saw Bibi Dong, tears began streaming down her face. Filled with grievance, she threw herself beside Bibi Dong.

"Not only did Huang Yan bring that Shui Bing'er from Skywater Academy back, but the two of them even developed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill!

Does he have any regard for me, the Saintess, at all?!"

Looking at her beloved disciple crying so pitifully before her, Bibi Dong's stunningly beautiful face revealed deep frustration and helplessness.

Bibi Dong rubbed her faintly aching brow and sighed.

"Nana, matters of the heart require mutual affection.

Martial soul compatibility is even more a rare opportunity that cannot be sought.

Huang Yan likes Shui Bing'er, and she is willing to follow him to Spirit Hall. How exactly do you expect me to stand up for you?"

"But Teacher, I like him too!

How am I inferior to that Shui Bing'er?"

Hu Liena stubbornly clutched Bibi Dong's sleeve.

Bibi Dong's headache only worsened. Looking at Hu Liena's stubborn fixation, her tone carried a touch of helpless irritation.

"If you like him, then go win his heart back yourself.

You cannot possibly expect me, the Pope, to issue an order forcing him to like you, can you?"

At this point, Bibi Dong paused. She gave Hu Liena a strange look, then quietly said:

"Could it be that you want me to teach you how to knock Huang Yan unconscious while he is not paying attention, then lock him in a secret chamber of Pope Palace and force a consummation?"

Hu Liena's sobs abruptly stopped. Her fair cheeks instantly flushed crimson as she stammered:

"T-Teacher... what are you talking about?!

I... I would never use such methods..."