Chapter 137 Yu Xiaogang's mentality collapses! Lu Ming breaks the record! Terrifying strength!
Shrek Academy's spectator area.
Yu Xiaogang suddenly jumped up from his seat, his stiff face contorted with extreme shock.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
"The limit for the third spirit ring is 1,760 years! The human body simply cannot withstand the impact of a 10,000-year spirit ring! How could he possibly do it?!"
Tang San stared intently at the black halo on the arena, his Purple Demon Eye activated to its maximum.
"Teacher...it's true."
"Moreover... the power of that soul skill is more than ten times stronger than my Blue Silver Grass."
A deep sense of powerlessness welled up in Tang San's heart. Why was there such a vast difference in their abilities, even though they both possessed the Blue Silver Grass martial soul?
On the arena.
Faced with the overwhelming wave of Blue Silver Grass, Shui Bing'er didn't have time to think, and her second soul ring instantly lit up.
"Second Soul Skill: Resist Aura!"
A blue halo suddenly radiated outwards from her center, attempting to deflect the terrifying vines.
However.
Bang!
When the aura of resistance collided with those dark blue vines, it was like an egg hitting a rock.
It lasted for less than a second before the halo shattered.
The vines continued their relentless advance, like the tentacles of a deep-sea monster, lashing fiercely at the members of the Tianshui team.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The five figures were like kites with broken strings, flung away, tracing several parabolic arcs in the air before crashing heavily off the stage.
One strike.
It was just one strike.
Apart from Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er, who were standing at the very back, all five main members of the Tianshui team were eliminated!
Although Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er barely managed to avoid being knocked away thanks to the buffer of the resistance halo, they were still thrown backward by the huge impact, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of their mouths, looking quite disheveled.
"So strong..."
Shui Bing'er wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes filled with shock.
"My aura of resistance couldn't even hold me back for a moment."
"One person... easily knocked all five of our team members off the stage."
What kind of power is this? Is this really something a Soul Master could do?
At this moment, the entire Great Soul Arena fell into a brief silence, followed by an even more frenzied roar.
Lu Ming stood still, without even moving a step.
He looked at the two remaining sisters opposite him and said calmly:
"Should we continue?"
Shui Bing'er took a deep breath, and the shock in her eyes gradually faded, replaced by a resolute look.
She glanced at Shuiyue'er beside her.
"Moon".
Shuiyue'er understood immediately, nodded, and her eyes became firm.
"Sister, we can't just give up like this."
The two of them reached out their hands at the same time and clasped them tightly.
The next moment.
An extremely cold aura erupted from the two of them.
A blue beam of light shot into the sky, and the figures of the two gradually blurred in the light, eventually merging together.
It looked as if large snowflakes were falling from the sky.
Shrek's spectator area.
Yu Xiaogang's pupils shrank, and he exclaimed, "This is... a Martial Soul Fusion Technique!"
Tang San felt a chill rush towards him, and even from such a distance, the coldness still slowed down the circulation of his Xuan Tian Gong.
"It's so cold... Even from this distance, the chill seeps into my bones."
Ma Hongjun shrank his neck, looking horrified: "My Evil Phoenix Flame is powerful, but I feel... it will probably be frozen out by that cold air."
Yu Xiaogang explained with a solemn expression:
"This is the Martial Soul Fusion Technique."
"When two people unleash their soul skills, the power is far more than just one plus one equals two. Through the perfect synergy of their martial souls, the power unleashed is at least several times greater."
"In the world of Soul Masters, Soul Masters with Martial Soul Fusion Skills can easily fight against opponents of higher levels."
Dai Mubai sat to the side, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, and blood flowed down between his fingers.
He stared intently at the ring, his eyes filled with resentment and jealousy.
"Soul Fusion Skill..."
Originally, he and Zhu Zhuqing also had the opportunity to unleash the powerful martial soul fusion skill called "Netherworld White Tiger".
But now, he has become a cripple, and Zhu Zhuqing has followed that damned Lu Ming.
Lu Ming ruined all of this!
Tang San looked at the terrifying ice and snow storm gradually taking shape on the arena and said in a deep voice:
"If it were me... I would have no chance against this move."
Xiao Wu covered her mouth in surprise: "Brother, even you aren't confident? What about Lu Ming..."
"I wonder how Lu Ming will resist?"
In the VIP section.
Emperor Xueye frowned slightly: "A Martial Soul Fusion Technique? The Tianshui Team actually used their trump card so early."
The qualifiers have only just begun, and this level of ultimate move is usually reserved for the qualifying rounds or even the finals of Wuhun City.
Xue Qinghe picked up his teacup and took a sip, concealing a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
"It all depends on how Lu Ming handles it."
"Now is the crucial moment for the Spirit Fusion Skill to build up its power. If he can interrupt it now, we can still win. Otherwise, once the skill is fully formed, the outcome of the match will be a foregone conclusion."
Ning Fengzhi shook his head, his gaze sharp.
I don't think so.
"If young people aren't full of youthful vigor, are they still young?"
"Lu Ming is a man of complete confidence. His demeanor is as if he could swallow the sun, moon, mountains, and seas, and contain the universe within him. The fact that he doesn't move means that he has absolute certainty, and it's definitely not that simple!"
As the sect leader of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi had always had a keen eye for people. He saw in Lu Ming a composure that even made his heart tremble.
That wasn't an act; it stemmed from absolute confidence in one's abilities.
On the arena.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had already retreated to the edge of the arena.
Seeing the increasingly terrifying snowstorm in the sky, Ning Rongrong stamped her feet in anxiety.
"Captain! Hurry and do it! That's a Spirit Fusion Technique! We can't let them unleash it!"
Zhu Zhuqing also looked anxious, her black cat ears pressed tightly against her head, her body tense, ready to rush out at any moment.
However, Lu Ming waved his hand.
He stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er complete their fusion, a playful smile even playing on his lips.
No rush.
"Even if they use their Martial Soul Fusion Technique, I can still defeat them."
"If we're going to win, we're going to win decisively. I want them to accept their defeat wholeheartedly!"
These words caused an uproar in the audience.
That's insane!
How dare they be so arrogant in the face of a powerful weapon like the Martial Soul Fusion Skill?
Emperor Xueye exclaimed in shock, "Why hasn't he interrupted yet? Isn't this child too arrogant?"
Xue Qinghe was also speechless: "It's too late to interrupt now. This person is too arrogant, he's bound to lose! It's a real pity, if he hadn't lost, they would have had a chance to maintain a perfect record in the qualifiers..."
The Shrek members also wore expressions of schadenfreude.
Those who show off will be struck by lightning.
Lu Ming, let's see how you die this time!
(End of chapter)