Gu Qingnian casually tossed Zhu Lu to Dai Huabin with his left hand as if throwing away trash. His voice was cold. "I hear you two have a Martial Soul Fusion Skill? Come on, I'll give you one last chance. Hurt me and you win!"
At those words, even Cui Yajie, whom Gu Qingnian still held in his right hand, froze. He's so fucking arrogant!
Xuan Zi laughed in the stands. "What an interesting little fellow!"
Qian Duoduo watched with some excitement as well, while Yan Shaozhe's eyes shone.
Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu exchanged a glance. Then Zhu Lu bit her lip, climbed to her feet, and walked over to Dai Huabin, gently touching his hand. Dai Huabin's double pupils merged into one, and Zhu Lu's gaze grew gentle as water.
The auras of the White Tiger and the Hell Spirit Cat completely melded at that moment. It was a strange sensation, as though the White Tiger had swallowed the black cat. Intense Soul Power fluctuations erupted like a geyser from their fused bodies. Black and white light blended completely as a golden halo spread, giving a sense of utter sublimation.
A Martial Soul Fusion Skill was not a matter of one plus one equaling two. Even two identical Martial Souls might not be capable of producing a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, because it required complementary qualities and perfect compatibility. When a Martial Soul Fusion Skill emerged, its power reflected far more than the levels of the two Soul Masters. It transcended them.
Dai Huabin's and Zhu Lu's bodies vanished at the instant of fusion, leaving only an enormous White Tiger in the assessment area. Its entire body was transparent, with white fur, black stripes, and double pupils in its purple eyes. It stared coldly at Gu Qingnian.
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