Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Demon Charm!

Ning Chen swept his gaze across the battlefield. The situation for the Heaven Dou Imperial Academy Team was far from encouraging.

Yu Tianheng was already in grave danger.

Yan's Flame Lord Martial Soul was going all out, waves of blazing fire sweeping in one after another.

Though Yu Tianheng's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon was powerful, under the overwhelming suppression of Soul Power, he could only barely hold on with Dragon Transformation and Ye Lingling's Nine-Heart Begonia. His defeat was only a matter of time.

Most of Dugu Yan's poisonous mist had been burned away by Yan's flames, greatly weakening its ability to restrain Hu Liena. It was only a matter of time before she was defeated and knocked off the arena.

The Shi Mo brothers were withstanding the combined assault of several opposing Soul Masters. Although the Black Tortoise's defense was formidable, it consumed immense amounts of Soul Power, and sweat had already begun to bead on their foreheads.

The longer this dragged on, the worse the situation became.

"About time."

Ning Chen withdrew his gaze and looked at Xie Yue, who stood before him with twin blades in hand. His eyes narrowed slightly.

He stepped forward with his right foot and lowered his center of gravity, as though an ancient tree that had stood for a thousand years had rooted itself in the earth.

A heavy, steady, mountain-like aura rose from him, immovable and unshakable. Even the air around him seemed to grow somewhat stagnant.

Xie Yue frowned slightly. He keenly sensed that Ning Chen's bearing had changed.

If Ning Chen had previously felt like a deep pool to him, unfathomable yet calm and still—

Then Ning Chen now was like a towering mountain standing before him, carrying an oppressive force that made it hard to breathe.

"Playing tricks!"