On the spirit battle stage, several Soul Masters were hurrying to repair the floor.
The spirit battle stage was cast from hard adamantine rock, capable of withstanding attacks below the Soul Emperor level. From this, the power of that Martial Soul Fusion Skill was evident.
"There's no mistake, it's a sense from my Martial Soul!" Shui Bing'er looked at Lu Feng, who was standing by the edge of the stage, her ice-blue eyes full of curiosity.
Immediately, a trace of doubt surfaced in her eyes. "The Dean said that my sister's and my fusion skill is because the ice element in my Martial Soul isn't pure enough. I need Yue'er to help me elevate it to the power of Ultimate Ice."
No, this feeling... it's definitely not the sensation of a Martial Soul Fusion. It's more like my Martial Soul is cheering, as if it has met its own kind.
Shui Bing'er looked at Lu Feng with great interest, a hint of provocation suddenly rising in her eyes.
Could it be that his Martial Soul is also a phoenix?
After a short while, the stage repair was complete. Not a single crack could be seen on the smooth floor.
Lu Feng strode onto the spirit battle stage to take over hosting the next match.
In fact, he had also felt something strange from Shui Bing'er. It was an excitement originating from his Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul, as if it had encountered a rival.
However, Lu Feng paid it no mind.
As the last synthesized Martial Soul, the Evil Fire Phoenix is just the little brother among the several great beast Martial Souls.
"Esteemed members of the audience, good evening everyone! I am your new friend, Lu Feng. I will be the one commentating on the following matches for you."
Lu Feng stood in the center of the stage, facing the spotlights, a faint smile playing on his lips.
"Eighth division, Soul Grandmaster one-on-one, the first spirit battle: contestant Immortal Mad Lightning versus contestant Flame Emperor."
As Lu Feng's voice fell, sparse applause sounded from the audience.
A match at the Soul Grandmaster level couldn't pique much interest from them. Most of the spectators were not Soul Masters; they just watched the spirit battles for the excitement.
They cared about which Soul Master was good-looking, who had more soul rings, and whose soul skills were cooler.
As for who won or lost?
Unless they had placed a bet, very few people genuinely cared.
"Big sister, his voice is so magnetic." In a seat near the front of the stands, Shui Yue'er hugged Shui Bing'er's arm, her eyes full of stars as she watched Lu Feng on the spirit battle stage.
Seeing this, Shui Bing'er shook her head helplessly.
She was completely at a loss when it came to her sister, who was so prone to 'fangirling'.
The two contestants walked onto the stage one after the other. The one named Immortal Mad Lightning was a burly man, appearing to be at least two meters tall. He had a body of strong muscles, and a white bear tattoo on his dark-skinned arm.
The contestant named Flame Emperor was slightly shorter, but still around 1.8 meters tall. His entire body was shrouded in a black robe, making it impossible to see his true appearance.
"Trying to be mysterious!" The burly man snorted coldly. Soul power erupted from his entire body. His Giant Bear Martial Soul possessed him, and his body size swelled by another fraction.
The power of lightning coursed over his body like dazzling little snakes.
At the same time, contestant Flame Emperor slowly extended his right hand. As soul power surged, a ball of black flame appeared in his palm out of thin air, and the surrounding air instantly distorted.
"What dense fire elements," Lu Feng remarked, a trace of amazement flashing in his eyes as he looked at the black-robed man.
At the same time, Lu Feng raised the sound amplifier and announced clearly, "On one side, we have the Giant Bear, known for its strength and defense, supplemented with the blessing of lightning elements, its own attack power is likewise outstanding."
"On the other side, we have a rare mutated flame Martial Soul. Who is stronger and who is weaker? The match will now officially reveal the answer."
As Lu Feng's voice fell, the audience's interest was immediately raised.
"What's a mutated Martial Soul?"
"A mutated Martial Soul, as the name implies, is a Martial Soul that has undergone a mutation."
"Heh, you're a real genius, aren't you."
The battle between the two contestants immediately unfolded. The burly man's body was covered in a layer of violent lightning power as he rapidly attacked the black-robed man.
"Contestant Immortal Mad Lightning attacks first! His momentum is fierce, like a giant bear awakening from winter, launching a surprise attack on its prey!"
"Contestant Flame Emperor has moved! Eh, contestant Flame Emperor executes a slide, directly dodging the attack."
"Contestant Immortal Mad Lightning has used his first soul skill. With such violent lightning elements, his speed is certainly not bad either."
"Oh? Contestant Flame Emperor has actually chosen a direct confrontation. Two 'special effects' Soul Masters are clashing with their soul skills. In that case, whoever has the higher elemental affinity will be the final victor."
Following Lu Feng's commentary, the crowd's passion was also ignited.
"Immortal Mad Lightning, charge! Tear him apart!" One spectator, seeing the burly man's fierce speed, immediately cheered.
"Damn it, Flame Emperor, hold on! I bet a full ten Gold Soul Coins on you!" another man in a red shirt with a buzz cut yelled at the top of his lungs.
At this moment, the situation on the field changed.
The burly man landed a heavy punch, viciously striking the black-robed man's stomach and sending him flying.
The black-robed man fell heavily to the ground, struggling several times without being able to get up.
"Bang!"
The black-robed man raised his right arm, blocking the burly man's attack with difficulty. Then, using the rebound force to create distance, he barely managed to prop himself up.
"Aiya, big sister, this Flame Emperor is going to lose." Below the stage, Shui Yue'er propped up her chin and exclaimed.
Shui Yue'er shook her head, turning her gaze to Lu Feng.
In her heart, she actually favored the Flame Emperor contestant, but she wanted to hear what Lu Feng would say.
"Alright, a beautiful block! Contestant Flame Emperor, hold the line!" Lu Feng, seeing the black-robed man get up again, gave him a word of encouragement.
"Based on the intensity of contestant Flame Emperor's fire elements, I estimate that he will be able to achieve victory in this match in three minutes."
Lu Feng's words were like a stone dropped into a quiet pond, stirring up a thousand waves.
A wave of opposition, and even scolding, immediately rang out from the audience.
"Does this host not have eyes? It's obvious that Flame Emperor is being beaten so badly he can barely get up, yet he dares to assert he will win?"
"If Flame Emperor wins, I'll eat this chair!"
Hearing the various curses coming from her side, Shui Yue'er covered her mouth and giggled. "This host is really interesting. But he really knows how to talk big."
Shui Bing'er did not reply, but instead stared intently at the match on stage.
The burly man's body was covered in a dense layer of lightning power. He roared angrily, swinging his fist to smash viciously at the black-robed man's chest.
On the other side, the black-robed man's counter-attack looked somewhat lacking in momentum.
A flame barrier rose in front of him, rippling with faint soul power fluctuations. The barrier was not wide, only able to cover his body.
"Yi! This person's fire element intensity is actually not inferior to Huo Wu's!" Shui Bing'er suddenly exclaimed in surprise.
Immediately, she recalled the words Lu Feng had said at the beginning of the match and couldn't help but suck in a cold breath.
Did he see it from the very beginning?
As the captain of the Tianshui team, Shui Bing'er was reasonably well-known among the major element academies.
In their usual exchange matches, aside from Feng Xiaotian who had beaten Shui Bing'er a few times by relying on his higher soul power level, almost everyone else was crushed when they faced her.
For elemental-type Soul Masters, one's own affinity for the elements was even more important than the quality of their Martial Soul.
"Bang!"
A violent collision sound rang out. The fierce soul power shockwave rippled out, making Lu Feng's clothes flap noisily.
The burly man's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, falling heavily off the spirit battle stage. In contrast, the black-robed man's body was knocked back seven or eight steps, after which he immediately stabilized his footing.
"Wow!"
Gasps of astonishment erupted from the audience.
"This host is too awesome! He said three minutes, and it was three minutes!"
"What was his name again?"
"I think it was... Lu Feng."
At the edge of the stage, Shui Yue'er hugged Shui Bing'er's arm, shaking it. "Big sister, this host is so cool. I've decided, I'm going to come and watch every single match he hosts from now on."
Shui Bing'er smiled. "What about your training? Be careful, if the Dean finds out, she'll make you write a self-criticism report again."
"Hmph, at worst, I'll just live at the Spirit Arena. I can watch the matches and cultivate at the same time."
Shui Bing'er affectionately stroked her sister's head, then turned to look at Lu Feng, a trace of solemnity rising in her eyes.
This person is very strong. I wonder which academy he's from?