Martial Soul Fusion Skill

Huo Yuhao certainly knew what this feeling was: a Martial Soul Fusion Skill!

But now was not the time to dwell on it. Huo Yuhao stopped hesitating and moved.

Zhu Zhuqing immediately felt a tremendous force transmitted through her hand, her entire body lifted into the air as she was swung around by Huo Yuhao.

After one rotation, Huo Yuhao released his grip, and Zhu Zhuqing flew into the air, heading directly toward A-Ying.

She instantly understood Huo Yuhao's strategy; the opponent likely lacked flight capabilities, allowing her to easily bypass the man charging at them.

Skillfully curling her body in mid-air, she rolled toward A-Ying.

As she drew near, she suddenly extended her body, her first soul ring lighting up. She accelerated once more, baring her sharp claws as she lunged at A-Ying.

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao nodded slightly and focused his attention on the man rushing toward him, whose silver-white claws were swinging right at him.

After crouching to dodge as if he had predicted the move, Huo Yuhao greeted him, "What should I call you, brother?"

The man let out a cold snort.

"My name is Luo Dong. Kid, you actually dare to block me alone? Not bad! But you'll soon know the consequences. Once I finish you off, I'll go deal with your little girlfriend."

Huo Yuhao shook his head with a smile, "My task is only to entangle you until she arrives."

Then, he unleashed his extreme speed, retreating rapidly under Luo Dong's shocked gaze.

Luo Dong gasped, his expression one of horror, "Is this the kind of speed a Control-type can have??"

He realized immediately that he had been tricked. Just as he intended to turn and provide support, he saw Huo Yuhao reappear before him in an instant, throwing a punch like a bolt of lightning.

Luo Dong instinctively raised his arms to block the blow. A massive force surged through him, making him feel as if his arms were about to snap, and he was sent flying backward uncontrollably.

"It's a pity, but until the battle over there ends, you'll have to keep me company."

Huo Yuhao's voice reached his ears clearly.

Luo Dong climbed up from the ground, feeling a wave of numbness and pain in his arms. A trace of fear flashed in his eyes; that last punch made him realize the gap in their strength. He feared he wouldn't be able to break through this kid's defense.

Now, he could only pin his hopes on the other battle. As long as A-Ying defeated that young girl and came to support him, it would be two against one—he would still have a chance to win!

"You believe that much in your little girlfriend's ability to beat A-Ying?"

Huo Yuhao was slightly stunned, then smiled and nodded, "I believe in her."

"Hmph, I'd like to see how a Soul Grand Master defeats a Soul Elder! Before that, I'll play along with you as you wish!"

Luo Dong roared, his third soul ring lighting up. His body expanded by a size, red fur sprouted on his skin, and most strikingly, his hands became covered in raging flames.

"Come and fight!"

Seeing this, Huo Yuhao was also taken aback; he hadn't expected Luo Dong to take the initiative.

A hint of fighting spirit surged in his eyes. The two collided at high speed, their arms locking in a stalemate as they stared each other down.

Feeling the immense power within Huo Yuhao's body, Luo Dong grew increasingly alarmed. He was actually still hiding his strength!?

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes, and his first soul ring lit up: Crimson Flame Breath! He opened his mouth wide, a scorching fireball brewing within, ready to be spewed at Huo Yuhao.

Unexpectedly, his chin suffered a heavy blow, and his open mouth was forced shut by Huo Yuhao's punch.

"??"

Luo Dong was completely bewildered. His breath skill was known for its rapid release; at such close range, almost no one could react to it.

In his shock, he saw the black rings slowly rotating in Huo Yuhao's eyes, and his inner panic deepened.

This kid... he's simply a monster!

Just then, a sound of rushing wind came from behind Huo Yuhao, and a figure was rapidly approaching them.

Luo Dong's face lit up with joy, "Kid, it seems your little girlfriend has lost. You're next!"

With A-Ying's help, it would be two against one. He would make this boy realize the price of underestimating him!

When the figure behind Huo Yuhao leaped high into the air, Luo Dong's expression stiffened. The person who arrived was Zhu Zhuqing!

Huo Yuhao smiled slightly, retreated rapidly to distance himself from Luo Dong, and said softly, "It seems I'm the one who's better off."

As Huo Yuhao stepped back, Luo Dong finally saw the scene behind him.

A-Ying was already lying on the ground, her clothes tattered and her body covered in several wounds, though fortunately, they were only superficial.

However, Zhu Zhuqing's condition wasn't great either; her clothes were damaged in many places, revealing large patches of snow-white skin.

While Luo Dong was stunned, Zhu Zhuqing had already landed a claw strike on his chest, leaving a large, bloody gash.

She then flashed to Huo Yuhao's side, her chest heaving violently, showing that the previous battle had not been easy.

Huo Yuhao looked at the young girl before him, feeling a bit awkward, not knowing where to fix his gaze. "Can you still go on?"

He had held back his strength, intending only to restrict Luo Dong's movements to leave him for Zhu Zhuqing to gain experience. Seeing her current state, he feared she would struggle to handle another Luo Dong.

"I can."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't want to disappoint Huo Yuhao. She gritted her teeth and forcibly channeled her remaining soul power.

Seeing her state, Huo Yuhao knew she was reaching her limit. He reached out his hand, "Give me your hand."

Zhu Zhuqing did not hesitate and placed her hand on Huo Yuhao's again. A wondrous feeling surged into her heart once more. Zhu Zhuqing finally understood something, and she looked at Huo Yuhao with eyes full of shock.

"Shall we try?" Huo Yuhao asked with a smile.

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head slightly, a blush flashing across her face as she nodded.

The two embraced as if no one else were around, and a golden light instantly erupted. Huo Yuhao seemed to melt, transforming into a pool of golden liquid that merged into Zhu Zhuqing's body.

An even more brilliant golden radiance burst forth, within which one could vaguely see Zhu Zhuqing's figure undergoing a massive transformation.

Her entire frame shot up by half a meter, her figure becoming even more curvaceous, with surging peaks that would make any man who saw them unable to ever forget.

The people in the spectator stands watched this scene in awe, not a single person making a sound, as if they were witnessing a miracle.

The light gradually faded, and Zhu Zhuqing's figure appeared before the public.

Her stunningly beautiful face carried a hint of coldness, like a noble goddess from the nine heavens, her black hair draped over her back, shimmering with specks of starlight.

Her left eye was a pure azure blue just like Huo Yuhao's, while her right was a deep purple, still bearing Huo Yuhao's signature golden pupil and black ring.

A pitch-black long dress adorned with bright golden patterns tightly wrapped around her explosive figure, and she wore long boots matching the dress's color scheme, disappearing into the hem of the gown without revealing a sliver of skin on her legs.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at her own hands and the magnificent dress, then met Luo Dong's shocked eyes, seeing in them her own figure, which was enough to captivate all living beings.

"Is this... me?"

Her voice was crisp, filled with deep disbelief.

A moment later, realizing the soul fight had not yet ended, Zhu Zhuqing snapped back to reality. Her long boots tapped lightly against the ground, and she instantly vanished from Luo Dong's field of vision.

Seeing the goddess before him suddenly disappear, Luo Dong, who had been wearing a look of infatuation, jolted awake. He looked around in a panic, cold sweat breaking out on his back, as he could not sense her presence at all!

"It's over."

The crisp voice came from behind Luo Dong, followed immediately by a cold sensation at the back of his neck. Luo Dong lost consciousness just like that and collapsed onto the stage.

Only Zhu Zhuqing remained, still holding her hand in a reaching gesture.

Silence!

A moment later, the spectator stands erupted into earth-shattering cheers.

"A miracle! This is absolutely a miracle!"

"This is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen! So powerful! So beautiful!"

Various voices rose and fell. Zhu Zhuqing raised her eyes to look at the host, who had almost been lost in her gaze; he shuddered, finally coming to his senses, and cleared his throat.

"What an unforgettable battle, it has brought us such a tremendous shock! Let us congratulate the Hao-Qing Duo on their victory!"