Bestow Teaching

The Great Soul Arena of Heaven Dou was packed to capacity today.

Ever since the announcement was released, the audience had been looking forward to this match for three consecutive days.

A contest between a rising star of the Great Soul Arena and a veteran team.

It was bound to be a spectacle regardless of the outcome.

Inside VIP Room No. 1, the members of the Imperial Fighting Team looked at one another.

"Boss, I heard that Murong Ci is a three-ring Soul Master with a purple-purple-black soul ring configuration; he's likely even stronger than that Tang San."

A blond youth leaned against the wall, his face full of gravity.

"Yu Feng, why are you dampening our own morale before the match even begins? We will fight with focus and let our strength do the talking."

A girl spoke, her voice carrying a faint chill.

She was Dugu Yan, the vice-captain of the Imperial Fighting Team, currently looking down at the roster.

"Ye Lingling, pay attention to coordinating healing with the captain later; I will use my poison to assist the offense."

She didn't even look up as she instructed the girl in the corner.

"Understood."

The green-eyed girl in the corner nodded.

"Alright brothers, it's time to head out!"

Yu Tianheng stood up with a clap and beckoned everyone toward the arena.

In VIP Room No. 2, Murong Ci frowned as he looked at the trembling Huo Ling'er and the Yun Hai brothers.

"I'm telling you three, pull yourselves together. The Crown Prince called this a guidance match, and you won't be able to provide much guidance like this."

"Exactly, and you call yourselves disciples of the Blazing Fire Academy? With A-Ci here, what is there to fear? Let's get on stage quickly!"

Huo Wu stood up, ready to drag the three of them away.

"Captain... what do we need to do?"

"Assist Huo Wu. Ensure your own safety."

The fourteen people took the stage, and the crowd roared.

"Osler, later you will ambush those three Soul Grand Masters. Take out the weakest ones and focus on dealing with the strongest."

Yu Tianheng commanded, clearly having great confidence in Osler.

He believed that Osler's speed was exceptional.

"Little brother, keep an eye on that one in white."

Murong Ci beckoned to Feng Xiaotian.

"The match begins!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, everyone released their Martial Souls.

Gray light swirled around Murong Ci, shimmering brilliantly.

"Crimson Flame Pillar!"

Murong Ci waved his hand, and a pillar of fire shot into the sky, rushing toward the center of the Imperial Fighting Team.

"Retreat!"

Yu Tianheng shouted, and the seven of them quickly widened the distance to clear space.

Just as the seven were distracted by the flame pillar, Huo Yun did not show weakness, thrusting his long spear toward the support, Ye Lingling.

"Clang!"

The spear struck a hard turtle shell; it was the brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo.

Yu Tianheng had ordered them to protect Ye Lingling.

Osler saw that the three were being held back, while that Fire Bell Soul Master was still shaking the bell toward Huo Wu.

This was one of the two skills of the Fire Bell, which increased the attack power of fire-attribute abilities.

The seven had studied the soul skills of Murong Ci and his team, so they could naturally identify it.

Huo Wu's attacks were already formidable, and with the Fire Bell, it was truly like adding wings to a tiger.

Osler no longer hesitated, unleashing his Ghost Leopard Martial Soul to its full extent.

"Ghost Leopard Clone!"

In an instant, three black shadows of the Ghost Leopard emerged, rushing toward Huo Ling'er from different directions.

However, Feng Xiaotian was already looking down at them from the air.

How could Osler's movements escape his sharp eyes?

"Wind Blade Array!"

Several wind blades flew toward the spot where Osler stood.

Osler was clearly startled and scrambled to dodge, but he was struck by one of the blades and sent flying backward.

"How laughable. I can't beat Murong Ci, but I can't beat you? What kind of trash thinks they can compete with me in speed?"

At this moment, Huo Wu remained silent, watching Feng Xiaotian as he patrolled the sky.

Her heart was filled with mixed emotions.

A-Ci had told her to coordinate with Feng Xiaotian.

The combination of wind and fire could produce the swiftness of wind and the ferocity of fire, resulting in even greater power.

She trusted A-Ci.

"Feng Xiaotian!"

"Coming!"

With Feng Xiaotian as the core, Huo Wu provided the violent fire-attribute energy.

Eighteen Consecutive Slashes of the Gale Demon Wolf!

Unlike the sharp offensives of the past, this version clearly incorporated the destructive power of the fire element.

"Not bad, you are teachable."

Murong Ci commented, feeling satisfied.

He then looked toward their captain, Yu Tianheng.

The captain's strength would determine the life or death of the match.

"Captain, the Nine Heart Begonia is providing constant support."

Ye Lingling reminded Yu Tianheng while winking at Dugu Yan, who had yet to make a move.

Dugu Yan also began to subtly gather her strength.

Her martial soul was the Jade Phosphorous Serpent, inherited from the Poison Douluo Dugu Bo. It was a highly toxic type of soul beast.

[Yo, you could befriend Dugu Yan; it would count as an introduction if you ever encounter Dugu Bo later. Of course, it's up to you; I won't interfere too much.]

Hmm... good idea, but let's fight first.

"Murong Ci, I must tell you, the Imperial Fighting Team does not easily accept guidance!"

"Third soul skill, Thunder Fury!"

Dragon scales emerged on Yu Tianheng's body, especially dense on his right arm.

"Thunder Dragon Claw!"

Blue-purple dragon scales, distinct from those elsewhere, appeared on Yu Tianheng's right hand, and his fingernails extended to form a dragon claw.

"Thunderbolt!"

As this second soul skill was unleashed, faint lightning snakes coiled around the dragon claw.

Yu Tianheng let out a cold snort and charged toward Murong Ci.

But Murong Ci only curled his lips, vaguely spitting out a few words.

"Yongzhen, Imprint!"

[Ding--Thunder attribute has been collected into Yongzhen. Congratulations, Host.]

"The goal has been achieved."

Murong Ci smiled with satisfaction, his eyes turning cold.

He activated his second soul skill, Ice Scorpion Pincer, to clash against the Thunder Dragon Claw.

The collision of ice and lightning, the clash of high temperatures, caused steam to explode outward.

Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, Dugu Yan, who had been to the side, opened her eyes.

"Third soul skill, Jade Phosphorous Purple Poison!"

The Jade Phosphorous Serpent behind Dugu Yan spat a toxic purple mist from its mouth, shrouding the entire arena in a short time.

Huo Wu, Huo Wushuang, and Feng Xiaotian, who were busy attacking the Shi Brothers, were caught off guard and instantly enveloped by the poisonous fog.

In an instant, it spread to where Murong Ci stood.

"In team battles, Yanzi is invincible!"

Yu Tianheng said coldly, his gaze chilling.

However, Murong Ci's next words sent a shiver down his spine.

"Are you done playing? It's my turn."

He activated the Ice Scorpion Pincer at full power, instantly knocking the Thunder Dragon Claw away.

Without pausing, the gray light constantly circling Murong Ci's body turned ice-blue.

A bone-chilling cold surged straight to the crown of his head.

Ultimate ice fears no poison!

Murong Ci shouted, channeling his ice-attribute soul power to its limit.

Originating from beneath Murong Ci's feet, countless wisps of frigid air coalesced, freezing the entire arena.

[Compared to the Eternal Frozen Domain, this is still far from enough. Keep working at it.]

The toxins were shattered in an instant.

Dugu Yan's face turned deathly pale; she was clearly heavily injured.

Yet, a wave of pleasure involuntarily welled up from the depths of her heart, a tingling, numbing sensation that made her unable to suppress a moan.

"Since His Highness the Crown Prince said he would offer pointers, then he must truly be offering pointers."

Murong Ci chuckled, but his words carried a chilling undertone.

"Third Soul Skill! Hundred Years in an Instant!"

The pitch-black third soul ring emitted a glow from beneath his feet, sending a shiver down everyone's spine.

In less than a blink, the seven members of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy were shrouded in a deep, black-green abyss.

Three seconds—only three seconds had passed in the outside world, yet when the seven of them saw the light of day again, they were drained of all color.

"Nailed it!"

Murong Ci beckoned, and the seven members of the Blazing Fire Academy stepped out from beneath the stage.

Applause erupted from behind them.

"Everyone performed well. Extra rations tonight!"

Murong Ci smiled and reached out toward the group.

"Yeah!"