If my martial soul had reached ultimate fire, this would never have happened!
Ma Xiaotao thought to herself.
Her martial soul was only a hair's breadth away from ultimate fire.
Yet that hair's breadth was precisely what established which of their martial souls stood above the other.
Su Tong raised her head and watched Ma Xiaotao in the sky, seemingly waiting for her to make a move.
Then her gaze flicked aside, and she spotted a familiar figure limping toward her. It was Nan Qiuqiu.
Her face was slightly pale, and she was clearly injured.
Su Tong's expression tightened. Judging by Nan Qiuqiu's appearance, she seemed to have lost already.
Didn't Qiuqiu go to the Outer Academy to challenge the other students? How could she have lost so quickly?
That shouldn't be possible. With Qiuqiu's soul power level, the special qualities of her Rouge Dragon martial soul, and the self-created soul skills our teacher taught her,
even students from the Shrek Inner Court would gain no advantage against her. How could she lose in the Outer Academy?
Baffled, Su Tong immediately wanted to go over and ask what had happened.
But she was still in the arena. If she stepped off now, it would count as conceding.
Su Tong turned her gaze toward Ma Xiaotao, who was still flying in midair.
She was actually rather curious about Ma Xiaotao's Evil Fire Phoenix martial soul.
She had intended to play with the girl a little longer,
but now that she was eager to ask about Nan Qiuqiu's condition, she would simply have to finish her off.
This was the perfect opportunity to try the self-created soul skill her teacher had recently taught her.
The next second, Su Tong's eyes turned entirely ice blue. Her body slowly rose into the air, her