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"All right, what young fellow hasn't acted like a fool?" Wang Wei wiped his mouth, spraying the mingled scents of alcohol and blood into Chen Xiaojun's face.
Chen Xiaojun remained silent for a long while, his gaze deep, before slowly asking, "Elder Wang, have you figured out how their Martial Soul Fusion Skill works?"
"Their fusion skill looked quite advanced to me. The Black Turtle's moves-Mysterious Water Barrier, Corrosive Mist Rain, and Tortoiseshell Rebound-all retained the essence of their own Soul Skills."
Wang Wei took a deep swig. Daylight drew a line between light and shadow across the old man's shoulders as he said leisurely, "You mean that Mysterious Water Corrosive-Shell Turtle..."
He then recounted everything that had happened in the VIP room.
"I never imagined that two sixth-grade shield martial souls could fuse into a top-tier soul beast like the Mysterious Water Corrosive-Shell Turtle. Their origins must be anything but simple," Wang Wei said with a sigh.
Chen Xiaojun's brows creased slightly. "The Xuanming Sect? The Zhong Family and the Yang Family will get to the bottom of it."
Wang Wei nodded slightly, then changed the subject. "Something unexpected happened in this match. Are we still going ahead with tomorrow's business?"
Chen Xiaojun's gaze was resolute, his answer ironclad. "Yes! We only need a few adjustments. When the time comes, I'll be counting entirely on you, Elder Wang."
Wang Wei chuckled derisively, liquor dripping down his grizzled beard. "Relax. This is my specialty."
Just then, cheers erupted like roaring mountains and surging seas, drawing their attention.
Before long, Niel Seven ran in, panting and brimming with excitement. "Captain, Qing Lin Academy won! They toppled Canghui Academy!"
Chen Xiaojun smiled faintly and said calmly, "Yes, I heard."
A sharp gleam flashed through Wang Wei's cloudy