Ning Fengzhi, Gu Rong, and Yu Yuanzhen watched the battle with grave expressions.
Red Star unleashed the fiercest combat power, attacking Tang Kai with all his might like a rabid dog. The two-level gap in soul power between them seemed to have vanished.
Qing Zhang's formidable ice control surpassed that of every control-type Soul Master Ning Fengzhi had ever known, while Huang Mian's speed was beyond the reach of any agility-type Soul Master.
It was not only them. The battle between the Spirit Hall Soul Master Legion and the Clear Sky Sect's guards was equally spectacular.
Their Martial Souls were things Ning Fengzhi had never imagined before.
Some had ears that could locate enemies by sound; some had fists of boundless strength, their brute force daring to directly clash with the Clear Sky Hammer; some had eyes that controlled the entire battlefield through spiritual power...
This battle was both Spirit Hall's battle to make its name and a demonstration of the Body Martial Spirit Hall's strength to these long-established sects.
"Could a part of the body also be a Martial Soul?" Yu Yuanzhen swallowed.
"Perhaps we were all wrong..." Ning Fengzhi recalled that, throughout the history of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, there had occasionally been people who awakened no Martial Soul during their awakening, yet possessed innate soul power. Although they could cultivate, their combat strength was generally low, and they were classified as Innate Martial Spirit Defectives.
Looking at it this way, how could they be Innate Martial Spirit Defectives? A part of their body had simply become their Martial Soul.
"It seems Spirit Hall discovered this secret earlier. Now, Body Martial Spirits have become a sharp blade in their hands." Ning Fengzhi felt somewhat heavy-hearted.
Being one step behind Spirit Hall did not mean he would