Eternal Golden Eyes

Had Qi Xuan gone mad?

That was the unanimous reaction of every spectator in the stands.

Even from far away, the Hell White Tiger's terrifying might came through in full.

Judging by Dai Huabin's performance, as long as his development went smoothly, he was practically guaranteed a place in the inner court someday.

Ling Luochеn nodded inwardly as well. The Hell White Tiger's strength should have been equivalent to a Soul Ancestor above rank forty, making it outstanding even by Shrek's standards.

Ning Tian could not enhance an existence on the Hell White Tiger's level, so there was no point in her remaining on the field.

That was why Yan Shaozhe had rescued Ning Tian in passing.

Qi Xuan seemed oblivious to the white tiger's imposing presence. As he drew closer, his own aura kept climbing.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning as thick as the mouth of a bowl suddenly appeared directly above the Competition Platform and struck Qi Xuan with brutal force.

Electric light flashed, then wound around his right arm and condensed into a piece of Arm Armor crackling with lightning.

This was a new idea he had come up with while studying Crimson Palace Thunder a few days earlier.

Since Crimson Palace Thunder could change its shape at his will, could it become a suit of armor covering his body?

But because the lightning element was violent and unstable, Qi Xuan could currently only make it cover his right arm.

Three Thousand Thunderclaps!

Qi Xuan appeared before the Hell White Tiger's head in an instant and drove a vicious punch down at it.

"Roar-"

The Hell White Tiger roared and thrust out a paw, its claws gleaming with an icy chill as it collided with Qi Xuan.

The Hell White Tiger's massive body actually retreated two steps before regaining its balance. A scorched dent appeared beside its enormous eye.

Qi Xuan, meanwhile, was sent flying more than ten meters backward and slammed into the ground.

Violent lightning exploded outward. The Arm Armor he had just condensed shattered in an instant.

Although the Hell White Tiger's strength was also equivalent to a Soul Ancestor's, it was nothing like a second-rate Soul Ancestor such as Shi Meng. Shi Meng probably could not have withstood even one swipe of its paw.

Qi Xuan could clearly feel that the bones in his right fingers had broken in that collision.

Without the Arm Armor, his entire right arm would probably have broken instead.

This great tiger's hide was as tough as refined iron. Qi Xuan was beginning to wonder whether he had even broken through its defenses.

Of course he had.

Neither Dai Huabin nor Zhu Lu had been in good condition when they fused. Cauldron's Tremor had drained a considerable amount of Zhu Lu's Soul Power, and Qi Xuan had given Dai Huabin a thorough beating.

After fusing, they had taken Wang Dong's Haodong Butterfly Light Slash straight to the face. Although they still looked immensely imposing, they had less than half their peak strength left.

Compared with the Hell White Tiger, Qi Xuan was now the one the spectators regarded as a monster.

What did he mean, he had traded a punch with the Hell White Tiger and hadn't died?

Although Qi Xuan had fallen behind, he had neither left the field nor suffered a grave injury. He even looked capable of going another few rounds with the Hell White Tiger.

The injury beside the Hell White Tiger's eye made it bare its teeth in pain, looking almost as though it were hissing at Qi Xuan.

As if he could not feel his injuries, Qi Xuan took a deep breath and leaped in front of the Hell White Tiger again.

"Again!"

Fists, elbows, knees, legs...

He held nothing back with any part of his body that could be used to attack.

The Hell White Tiger's eyes reddened too. A Martial Soul Fusion Skill naturally consumed a tremendous amount of power. If Qi Xuan really stopped it with his life and dragged it down with him, it would surely lose-

Qi Xuan still had three teammates on the field.

Watching Qi Xuan fight desperately ahead of them, Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao were stunned. Neither understood why he was risking his life like this.

Only Huo Yuhao's eyes grew wet. Qi Xuan was fulfilling his promise.

Now it was his turn.

He threw his arms tightly around Wang Dong beside him, two streams of tears spilling from his eyes.

"What are you doing?!" Wang Dong jumped, both angry and flustered.

Huo Yuhao held her so tightly that even with her strength, Wang Dong could not break free.

"Wang Dong, you remember that our Martial Souls are perfectly compatible, don't you?"

"Yes." Seeing Huo Yuhao's expression, Wang Dong's heart softened despite herself.

"Then we must have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill too, right?"

"Do you think Martial Soul Fusion Skills are as common as cabbages?" Wang Dong could only think he was indulging in wild fantasies.

"We must have one, right?" A sob crept into Huo Yuhao's hoarse voice.

At Huo Yuhao's pleading, Wang Dong relaxed in his arms. She knew that the one he was begging at that moment was not her, but the goddess of fate.

So she looked into Huo Yuhao's bright Spirit Eyes and nodded gently.

"Yes, we're sure to have one."

And so they held each other tightly, the Haodong Power within them circulating faster and faster.

Huo Yuhao's actions did not draw much attention, because the battle between Qi Xuan and the Hell White Tiger had already reached a white-hot pitch.

"Bang!"

The enormous tiger paw slammed into Qi Xuan's chest, while Qi Xuan kicked the Hell White Tiger in the left side of its face.

The Hell White Tiger panted heavily. Its once-beautiful fur was now a complete mess: some scorched, some charred by electricity, and some forcibly torn out by Qi Xuan during their clashes.

But Qi Xuan was in an even more wretched state. For the sake of that last attack, he had abandoned his defense entirely.

His impact had smashed a crater into the ground.

He lay in the crater, unable to move. His ribs were probably broken too. This could count as Dai Huabin's retaliation against him.

If only I had a torso bone. I'd definitely have been able to take that.

Qi Xuan tried to find some amusement amid his suffering.

The Hell White Tiger was also a spent arrow at the end of its flight. It limped to its feet, about to finish them off in one final push, only to discover a brilliant golden light rising from Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, with blue and purple flowing through it.

Their Martial Souls appeared behind Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong: an enormous blue-purple vertical eye and a resplendent Light Goddess Butterfly.

As the two phantoms drew closer, the Light Goddess Butterfly gradually began to burn, while flowing gold began to suffuse the vertical eye's purple pupil.

Dazzling flames enveloped Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong, and the blue-purple vertical eye slowly opened.

An aura of light burst forth, so radiant that it was almost impossible to look at directly.

Whoosh.

The vertical eye's pupil turned brilliant gold, as though a golden flame that would never go out had begun to dance within it.

It burned with such fervor, like the blazing sun rising amid the dawn, never fading, never falling.

Eternal Golden Eyes!

A beam mingling blue, purple, and gold suddenly shot from the golden pupil, hurtling straight toward the Hell White Tiger with a roar.

Cries of astonishment rose one after another from the stands. A Martial Soul Fusion Skill against a Martial Soul Fusion Skill! That sight alone made the trip worthwhile.

Wang Yan felt as though all his research into Martial Soul Theory over the first half of his life had turned into wastepaper.

Why could two strangers unleash a Martial Soul Fusion Skill?

The three-colored beam struck the Hell White Tiger squarely. As dust billowed, everyone craned their necks, waiting for the final result to be revealed.

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong reappeared. Wang Dong almost immediately collapsed to the ground, slipping into a semiconscious state, and Xiao Xiao hurried forward to support her.

She had first suppressed Wu Feng, then charged up the Butterfly Light Slash, and finally unleashed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Because of Huo Yuhao's request before the match, every last bit of her Soul Power and spiritual power had been wrung dry.

Huo Yuhao, I don't owe you anymore.

That was her last thought before she fainted.