Battle Against Xu Sanshi

The Soul Fight between the fifth-year and the first-year arrived quickly, with many looking forward to this match.

It was mainly because the betting odds were so tempting.

"Siyuan, can we really win?"

Ji Siyuan wore an indifferent expression: "We will definitely win."

Although they only had a day or two, many people had sought them out.

Tang Ya and Wang Yan had both tried to persuade them to give up.

Dai Huabin had also approached them to mock their overestimation of their own abilities.

They had to maintain the confidence they were supposed to have.

"Today, you don't need to think about helping me from off the stage; just stand on the stage and properly execute your Spiritual Detection Sharing."

This time it wasn't one-on-one, but two-on-one.

The moment they stepped onto the arena, the surrounding crowd roared like a mountain collapsing and a sea churning.

Aside from the likes of Dai Huabin, most people were offering encouragement.

Being unable to win was one thing, but daring to accept the challenge was another.

However, the crowd was not as friendly toward Xu Sanshi.

"Trash. A loser who can't beat Bei Bei, so he bullies the lower grades."

Xu Sanshi felt bitter inside; he was being threatened by someone as well.

He didn't even dare to speak of it, as the person who threatened him was watching from the spectator stands.

Ma Xiaotao was more concerned about Ji Siyuan's flames; for the slander Xu Sanshi was suffering, she could only offer some compensation, such as providing a little guidance on his cultivation.

On the arena, both sides stood face-to-face.

Xu Sanshi looked apologetic: "Sorry, two juniors. You'll have to take a beating, but I'll treat you to a meal afterward."

Ji Siyuan: "Senior, it hasn't even started yet; how can you be so sure that we'll be the ones taking the beating?"

"You don't actually think you can win, do you? Although my Nannan gave me a good scolding, after one minute, I won't be holding back."

One minute was the time Xu Sanshi had decided on; he wouldn't make a move for one minute, and then he would begin his counterattack.

The referee teacher: "Have you confirmed your private wager?"

"There can be private wagers?" Ji Siyuan had never met Xu Sanshi, and this was the perfect time to extort him.

His eyes gleamed as he looked at Xu Sanshi; this was the golden sponsor who would be dropping coins.

"Senior, it wouldn't be excessive to ask for a Mystic Water Pill if we win, would it?"

"If you two can really beat me, a Mystic Water Pill is yours to take!"

Ji Siyuan: "Then thank you very much, Senior."

The referee teacher: "The private wager is now confirmed. The match is first-year Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao versus fifth-year Xu Sanshi."

As for who challenged whom, the referee teacher didn't even want to mention it.

"Match start!" The referee teacher announced the start and immediately retreated.

All three released their Martial Souls at the same time.

Yellow, yellow, purple—a standard Soul Ring configuration.

But neither of the two on the opposite side was normal.

The first Soul Ring was white? And how was it that someone had a purple first Soul Ring?

Many in the audience gasped in disbelief, but not a single person dared to cry out.

The audience couldn't feel it, but as the opponent, Xu Sanshi felt it very clearly; Ji Siyuan's flames were extremely scorching. Even from several meters away, he could feel the temperature of those flames.

Xu Sanshi: "I'll give you one minute. As long as you two can break through my defense, I'll count it as your win!"

As his voice fell, even the well-mannered audience couldn't hold back: "Rigged, this is pure rigging!"

Betting is never a good thing; even if it looks like a sure win, it might be a trap set by others. Please do not participate.

Ji Siyuan rubbed his nose: "How should I put this? You've given me time, and if I don't make a move, it makes me look a bit pretentious. Then, please be careful, Senior!"

Blazing Fire ignited, and a streak of fire struck toward Xu Sanshi.

This streak of fire was easily blocked by his shield.

Xu Sanshi took a deep breath: "Good heavens, these flames are truly stronger than Sister Xiaotao's. If we were both at the Soul Elder rank, I might not necessarily be the winner."

"Senior Sanshi, you've felt the difference in my flames now. I'm going to use my Soul Skill. First Soul Skill, Fire Demon Vortex!"

The continuous Blazing Fire and the surging, burning Lie Yan formed a vortex.

Even though he only had one ring, this Soul Skill was powerful enough.

Xu Sanshi gripped his Mystic Turtle Shell Shield tightly. He couldn't dodge this attack; he had to use a Soul Skill to block it. Using just the turtle shell shield would absolutely not be enough!

"Second Soul Skill, Mystic Shield Formation!"

A black, wave-like rhythm formed a barrier, blocking the Fire Demon Vortex.

Huo Yuhao chose not to use Mental Shock; she could not afford to pass out directly.

"My second soul skill is something even Bei Bei couldn't easily shatter. Junior Ji Siyuan, don't count on your soul skill breaking through my barrier."

Under Ji Siyuan's control, the Fire Demon Vortex shifted its direction of attack.

It was like a spinning top switching its target.

With Huo Yuhao's assistance, Ji Siyuan found the weak point in the defense.

Covered in Blazing Fire, the defense was shattered in an instant.

Xu Sanshi took a half-step back with his right foot, planting his Mystic Turtle Shell Shield in front of him.

He was still confident he could withstand the weakened Fire Demon Vortex.

The Blazing Fire struck the shield, the intense heat causing him a stinging pain.

"Third soul skill, Mystic Power!"

He activated his enhancement skill, boosting the effects of his soul skills and his defensive capabilities.

Seeing his third soul skill light up, the audience erupted in jeers and gasps.

They had agreed on one minute, so why were both his second and third soul skills being used already?

Ma Xiaotao let out a cold snort: "It truly is Ultimate Fire; it's even stronger than my own flames."

She could recognize its power, but others could not. Dai Huabin cursed at Xu Sanshi: "Trash, you can't even take a soul skill from a one-ring soul master. If it were me, I would have definitely killed these two."

He glared at Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao: "Wait until the Freshman Assessment; I'll make sure you see the true power of a Soul Elder."

Dai Huabin's malice could not reach the two on the stage. They stared at Xu Sanshi and attacked once more, but with little effect.

Xu Sanshi's defense was famous throughout the outer courtyard.

This sent those who had bet against them into a frenzy.

They even began to argue about when the pair would lose.

"Junior, out of options? If you're stuck, you can try to hold on and see how long you last. This senior is going to start attacking now."

Ji Siyuan: "Senior, there's still some time left in that minute, right?"

"You're still worried about that?"

"No, no, I just wanted to ask you another question: do you want to guess why I only used my soul skill once and then stopped?"

From the start of the match until now, they had launched three attacks in total: two probes and one soul skill.

"What do you mean? You don't have a soul bone, do you?" This was the only answer Xu Sanshi could think of.

"Wrong. Did you forget that there are two of us?"

Two people meant a qualitative change, because of the existence of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

They embraced, Red Lotus Generates Fire, and Spirit Eye Resonance took hold.

"You've got to be kidding me, a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Bei Bei, you treacherous bastard, how could you not have this intel!"

"Red Lotus Myriad Eyes, Scorching Flame Sky Light!"

Tens of thousands of scorching rays of light descended upon Xu Sanshi.

He immediately raised his shield to activate his defense.

The audience participating in the betting pool all stood up: "You have to block it!"

Tang Ya and Wang Dong'er also stared intently: "You absolutely have to win!"

Xu Sanshi's raised shield blocked the attack with ease.

"Sigh, this Martial Soul Fusion Skill is just for show; it feels a bit useless."

Before his words had even faded, he heard a voice: "Xu Sanshi, next time you take it yourself, you damn fool, and see if the Martial Soul Fusion Skill is useless!"

The referee's clothes were burned away on one side; the Seven-Ring Soul Sage teacher had blocked the attack!

The referee was already furious about his ruined clothes, and Xu Sanshi's comment only added fuel to the fire.

He flew up and kicked Xu Sanshi directly out of the arena.

The winner was self-evident!

Ji Siyuan and Huo Yuhao.

"Is there any student here to claim them? These two have passed out on the arena floor."