Xuan-Rank Dou Technique, Eight Extremes Fire Control!

A surge of Soul Power far greater than before erupted in an instant. The moment Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo embraced, a deep blue halo burst from both of them, concealing their bodies from view.

At the same time, their long hair rose behind their heads, turning a translucent, crystalline blue. The strands remained just as fine, but when they swept toward Wu Feng again, the sensation they gave her was entirely different.

Crimson flames scorched the blue strands, yet could no longer damage them in the slightest.

Wu Feng felt as though she had crashed into an enormous net, elastic yet tough. No matter how she struggled, it only tightened around her.

And the instant that enormous net enveloped her, the powerful fluctuations of Soul Power forcibly severed Huo Yuhao's Spiritual Detection Sharing, making it disappear.

In a flash, the hair net wrapped Wu Feng up like a rice dumpling, leaving her completely unable to move. Yet the blue net did not stop, rapidly spreading toward Ning Tian and Huo Yuhao.

"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill?" Wang Yan exclaimed from outside the arena. "Huo Yuhao's team is probably in trouble this time."

Generally speaking, a Soul Master's strength depended on their Martial Soul and their level.

But to make it possible for the weak to defeat the strong and challenge opponents above their level, the Soul Masters of earlier generations had discovered the miraculous abilities known as Martial Soul Fusion Skills.

In theory, every Soul Master's destructive power was fixed. But if a way could be found to combine the power of two or more Soul Masters, it could make their Soul Skills stronger, even multiplying their might several times over.

Martial Soul Fusion Skills were precisely such an existence.

Thus, a Martial Soul Fusion Skill was generally an ability performed by at least two Soul Masters whose Martial Souls and mutual rapport were compatible, merging their powers into one.

It was not merely a matter of one plus one equaling two. Instead, it increased the Soul Masters' combat strength exponentially, to a truly terrifying degree. As such, Martial Soul Fusion Skills were something countless Soul Masters in the Soul Master World dreamed of obtaining.

Within Huang Chutian's team, the Power Attack System Soul Grandmaster Huang Chutian naturally possessed the greatest individual strength, but their true trump card was the Lan sisters' Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

Throughout the previous rounds of the assessment, the sisters had held back, refusing to use their Martial Soul Fusion Skill even when they lost a match.

But this match was different. If their team lost again, making it into the top three of the Freshman Assessment would become extremely difficult.

Yet they did not know that the Martial Soul Fusion Skill they had always considered their greatest secret was already known to the three people before them. Once a trump card was exposed beforehand, it usually became difficult for it to serve its purpose.

"Wu Feng, let me borrow your fire!"

Huo Yuhao darted about, dodging the hair net trying to entangle his body as he shouted to the restrained Wu Feng.

Wu Feng froze at his words, only to notice that Huo Yuhao's eyes had suddenly lit up. Although a full ten meters separated them, she actually felt the Dragon's Fire around her body being tugged toward him.

Without the slightest hesitation, Wu Feng completely released her Soul Power's hold over the Dragon's Fire, allowing all the flames enveloping her to leave her body and fly toward Huo Yuhao.

With her protective Dragon's Fire gone, and much of her Soul Power already depleted, Wu Feng could no longer resist the hair net's entanglement and was completely wrapped up.

"I'm leaving it to you. Don't let us down." Wu Feng called out to Huo Yuhao just before the hair net swallowed her completely.

"Heh, don't worry!"

Crimson flames covered his entire body, while countless blue strands coiled toward him like vines.

"Huo Yuhao, what exactly are you trying to do?" Seeing this, Wang Yan could no longer imagine how Huo Yuhao intended to break out of this predicament.

A Martial Soul Fusion Skill unleashed jointly by two Soul Grandmasters was certainly not something a mere Soul Master with only a Ten-Year Soul Ring could withstand.

Yet he neither dodged nor retreated, allowing the hair net to surround him. He was practically seeking his own death!

"Xuan-rank Dou Technique, Eight Extremes Fire Control!"

Spreading his arms, Huo Yuhao began spinning rapidly. The crimson blaze borrowed from Wu Feng covered his body, instantly forming a tornado of fire several meters tall.

The fundamental reason Wu Feng's Dragon's Fire could not burn through the Martial Soul Fusion Skill's hair net was that her flames were not powerful enough. Now, however, Huo Yuhao was using the fire of Wu Feng's Red Dragon as cover while secretly drawing on the power of another flame.

Phoenix Evil Fire!

Wrapped in the crimson Dragon's Fire was an eerie flame as black as ink. The moment the countless blue strands around him touched the fiery tornado Huo Yuhao had become, they were scorched dry and yellow, utterly unable to restrain his body.

Using the Heavenly Net Art's footwork, Huo Yuhao soared into the air. Like an enormous drill of fire, he charged straight toward Lan Luoluo and Lan Susu at the very center of the hair net.

Boom!

An enormous explosion thundered across the arena. The crimson tornado abruptly scattered, revealing Huo Yuhao seated on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Did he fail?" A trace of dejection flashed through Ning Tian's eyes. Outside the arena, Wang Yan also sighed, sounding rather regretful.

Crack, crack, crack...

Suddenly, a series of crisp cracking sounds rang out. Under everyone's astonished gazes, clearly visible fractures spread across the deep blue halo protecting Lan Luoluo and Lan Susu, like a piece of exquisite porcelain dropped onto the ground.

Finally, the deep blue halo shattered with a crash. With their Martial Soul Fusion Skill forcibly broken, the sisters collapsed to the ground and lost consciousness.

As the Martial Soul Fusion Skill ended, Wu Feng, who had been trapped within it, returned to solid ground. She hurried over to Huo Yuhao and helped him up.

"We won this match thanks to you." After a moment of silence, Wu Feng spoke earnestly to Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao waved a hand, glanced at Ning Tian approaching from nearby, and said with a chuckle, "We're a team. There's no need for thanks."

"Area Thirty-Three, round six, first match. The winners: Huo Yuhao's team!"

Excitement flashed through Wang Yan's eyes. Although he did not understand whether that fiery tornado had been Huo Yuhao's Soul Skill or something else, Huo Yuhao's strength had indeed surpassed his expectations.

He had single-handedly broken a Martial Soul Fusion Skill jointly unleashed by two Soul Grandmasters. Even if the fire attribute had an enormous advantage against this particular fusion skill, it was still a remarkable feat.

Supporting Huo Yuhao by the shoulder, Ning Tian asked with concern, "How are you feeling? Did you expend much power? There are still four matches left. Can you keep going?"

"No problem. As long as I meditate and replenish my Soul Power as soon as possible, I'll recover quickly," Huo Yuhao said with a nod.

With the Flame Mantra cultivation method and the changes the Origin Pill had wrought in his physique, Huo Yuhao's recovery ability already far exceeded that of Soul Masters at his level. Although using Eight Extremes Fire Control had left him somewhat exhausted, he could still recover swiftly.

Since he had already revealed himself, Huo Yuhao no longer continued concealing his abilities in the following matches.

With the acceleration provided by Ning Tian's first Soul Skill, he and Wu Feng attacked together, cutting through their opponents like slicing melons and chopping vegetables to claim victory in all four matches.

These four matches also made Wang Yan fully understand that Huo Yuhao did not occupy some idle boss's seat on the team. His was the very real position of its god of war.

Since their opponents in these four matches were all small fry, Huo Yuhao merely relied on the combined acceleration of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and the Heavenly Net Art to close the distance in a flash of lightning. Then, with nothing more than straightforward close-quarters combat, he knocked each opponent out within three moves.

In the end, Huo Yuhao's team, representing Freshman Class Nine, won all ten matches in the round-robin stage, achieving the best result in their area.

And since Huo Yuhao still had not revealed any of his other abilities during the remaining four matches, Wang Yan could no longer contain himself. After the matches ended, he specifically asked Huo Yuhao to stay behind for some questions.

When he learned that Huo Yuhao's Martial Soul was an eye-type Body Martial Soul, and that it possessed both the fire and mental attributes, Wang Yan became extremely excited and hurried away.

"Yuhao, I think this teacher named Wang Yan seems interested in nurturing you," Yao Lao said with a chuckle within the Sea of Consciousness.

Huo Yuhao shook his head helplessly, a gleam flickering in his eyes.

"A withered, decaying tree can hardly sprout new life. He's a good teacher, but unfortunately, his goodwill is ultimately destined to be disappointed."