Martial Soul Fusion Skill: Heavenly Net?

Ding!

Though it was clearly a collision of flesh and blood, it rang out like metal striking metal. Empowered by the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower and Dragon's Wrath, Wu Feng stood firm, while Huang Chutian staggered back three steps, three distinct bloody marks appearing on each of his fists.

"Is that all you've got?" Wu Feng casually rolled her wrists and curled her lips in a disdainful, provocative smile.

In terms of pure strength, my Powerful Vajra Ape was actually no match for her.

The Powerful Vajra Ape Martial Soul was named for its immense strength. Although its overall quality fell short of dragon-type Martial Souls of the same rank, in terms of strength alone, it could surpass them.

Huang Chutian's heart sank slightly, but Wu Feng's taunt did not provoke him. He adjusted his mindset, and his second Soul Ring lit up as he shouted, "Susu, Luoluo, move now!"

First Soul Skill—Hair Net!

The Lan sisters, Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo, immediately activated their soul skills upon receiving Huang Chutian's signal. With their shared minds reinforcing one another, the true effect of their soul skills went far beyond what their Soul Ring ages suggested—

As their soul skills activated, the sisters' hair began to spread and lengthen. Their slender locks looked soft and weak, but were in fact incredibly tough. In an instant, they grew to more than ten meters long and swept toward their enemies from all directions.

Yet Lu Yuan, who had long known what they were capable of, was completely unruffled.

In the original story, the Lan sisters had been the first formidable opponents Huo Yuhao and the others encountered in the knockout rounds. Their Martial Souls were Body Martial Souls—hair.

Generally speaking, the quality of a Body Martial Soul was closely tied to the importance of the awakened body part. Hair, being one of the least important parts of the human body, naturally resulted in a rather ordinary Body Martial Soul.

But there were always exceptions.

As the saying went, "There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters." Even Yu Xiaogang, a true good-for-nothing who had only broken through Rank 30 at fifty, could join forces with Liu Erlong and Flender to challenge high-level Soul Masters through their Tri-Unity Martial Soul Fusion Skill and make himself somewhat useful.

And the Lan sisters' special trait lay in their Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Heavenly Net.

The defining characteristic of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill was the ability to fight above one's rank. As control-type Soul Masters, if the two of them had the opportunity to reach the higher ranks, the power they could wield together would be terrifying.

A formidable aura spread from Lu Yuan's body. Pure light condensed behind him into a pair of wings, carrying him and Ning Tian soaring into the air.

Yellow, purple, purple!

This was—Ultimate Light!

"No, this is bad!" Powerful Soul Power fluctuations swept across the entire arena. Wang Yan finally understood where Lu Yuan's confidence came from, but his brows were tightly furrowed as he stared fixedly at the battle.

The wildly dancing Hair Net did not attack Lu Yuan or Ning Tian at all. Instead, it twisted toward Wu Feng in a vicious strangling assault.

Their target had never been Ning Tian!

From the moment Huang Chutian's group learned that their opponents were Lu Yuan's team, the three of them had formulated a meticulous plan.

According to the new student information obtained by Class Seven's homeroom teacher, aside from several specially recruited Soul Elders, the only common-born Soul Elder in this year's intake was in Mu Jin's class—and there was an extremely high chance that it was Lu Yuan!

Although Lu Yuan had not made many moves before, with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower's enhancement, if a Soul Elder was determined to protect Ning Tian, even the sisters' Martial Soul Fusion Skill would not be able to break through quickly.

Therefore, their target had always been Wu Feng.

Whether it was Huang Chutian's repeated shouts or the sisters' feigned attacks, everything had been intended to draw Lu Yuan and Ning Tian's attention. They wanted them to believe that Ning Tian was the core target of their strategy, then use that ingrained assumption to take down Wu Feng in one stroke!

Only by eliminating one opponent first could they possibly use their numerical advantage and Martial Soul Fusion Skill to claim final victory!

I really can't afford to underestimate anyone.

For the first time since his smooth run so far, Lu Yuan had suffered a minor loss at the hands of someone else's tactics. Yet rather than panicking, he smiled in satisfaction.

At last, I've found some surprises outside the original story.

The dense Hair Net had already sealed off every path of retreat for Wu Feng. Some strands had wrapped around her limbs, while Huang Chutian's second Soul Ring shone brightly—

"Roar—" Huang Chutian roared again, clasping his hands together and raising them over his head. A thick layer of yellow light enveloped his entire body. This time, both of his arms swelled, the bulging muscles brimming with terrifying explosive power. The yellow light traveled all the way to his fists before coming to a stop.

"Strength Cannon Hammer!" With a thunderous shout, Huang Chutian blasted a dense yellow sphere of light from his fists, simultaneously swinging both fists violently toward Wu Feng.

"Seven Treasures Have Names, second: Release!"

At this critical moment, Ning Tian finally used the second soul skill she had never employed before. Unlike the speed, strength, and Soul Power enhancements common among Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect disciples, Ning Tian's second soul skill was an exceptionally rare control-release skill.

As the light fell, the strands binding Wu Feng instantly vanished into thin air, giving her the chance to swing her claws and tear at the surrounding Hair Net. However, the Hair Net formed by the Lan sisters' stacked soul skills was far too dense, and Huang Chutian's second soul skill also possessed a locking effect. For a time, Wu Feng could not find a suitable way to evade.

But if this were all I could do, how would I dare call myself invincible among those of the same rank?

Lu Yuan's second purple Soul Ring bloomed with a radiance unique to him. As it lit up, one incomparably sharp blade of light after another condensed in the air.

A semi-self-created soul skill combining his second soul skill, Blade of Light, with Elder Yi's Light Magic—Light Blade Storm.

Countless blades of light rained down upon the Hair Net like a violent storm. They tore through it like hot knives through butter, then continued flying toward Wu Feng and Huang Chutian.

Yet under Lu Yuan's terrifying spiritual control, the peerlessly sharp blades of light nimbly swerved around Wu Feng like swimming fish. They left several bone-deep wounds and countless other cuts of varying severity across Huang Chutian's body, who had sensed the danger in advance and halted his attack to defend.

"Then, Huang Chutian, it's time for you to leave the arena!"

A blade of light hovered quietly at Huang Chutian's throat, but did not advance another inch. This was only a sparring match, after all. Lu Yuan was not some deranged lunatic; stopping at the right point was enough.

"R-Referee, I concede!" Huang Chutian carefully swallowed, staring at the blade before his eyes without daring to blink. He feared that Lu Yuan's hand might slip and cause an accident. The instant he conceded, the hovering blade of light vanished, as though the chill at his throat had merely been an illusion.

With a bitter smile, Huang Chutian leaped off the arena before the referee could come retrieve him. Looking at the Lan sisters, he gave a wry smile. "Susu, Luoluo, there's no need to hold back anymore. Use that move. Let's make sure we have no regrets in this match!"