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Chapter 216 - Chapter 216: Tang San Has a Different View

"No wonder it's a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, this impact isn't something an ordinary soul skill can compare to." Yang Yunhai was surprised.

"But such a large body is really convenient for me to drain!" He smiled faintly, grabbed the vines, and muttered, "Discharge!"

Zzzt zzzt zzzt—

golden lightning arced up around his body, surging through the vines and into the Nether White Tiger.

At the same time, he quickly tightened the vines.

"It can actually be transmitted to our real bodies!" Inside the Nether White Tiger, Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun were both shocked. Normally, the Nether White Tiger provided them a thick protective layer, making ordinary attacks ineffective. Yet Yang Yunhai's lightning penetrated. The strength was reduced, and the damage limited, but it had truly hurt them.

They could feel the numbness in their muscles, their soul power not circulating as smoothly as before.

"What!?" On the stands, the crowd erupted in shock.

"The vines are tightening!" Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun felt it clearly. Just as the petrification on their vision faded, they looked down and saw the vines binding the Nether White Tiger's waist coiling tighter and tighter, condensing into a cluster.

In the next instant, a dragon's head emerged from behind, its fanged maw snapping down viciously at their necks.

"Damn it!" Both of them gritted their teeth. They instantly thought of Yang Yunhai's second soul skill—Absorption—which drained enemy soul power to strengthen his vines. Obviously, this vine dragon was condensed from part of their soul power. Otherwise, Yang Yunhai's soul power alone could never sustain such a huge vine dragon.

The Nether White Tiger's body was too large, and with the lightning constantly coursing through it, they hadn't noticed their power being siphoned away.

Roar!

They quickly tried to control the Nether White Tiger to struggle, but it couldn't move—its limbs were completely bound.

"Attack Yang Yunhai!" Dai Weisi immediately changed tactics. Together, they aimed the tiger's maw at Yang Yunhai, who was holding the vines below.

Roar!

A white energy beam blasted downward—only for Yang Yunhai to leap aside at the last second.

"He's deliberately trying to exhaust our soul power." Zhu Zhuyun's heart skipped as she quickly spoke.

"Such deep calculation!" Dai Weisi ground his teeth.

The next second, they saw Yang Yunhai running to the side.

"He's trying to get into our blind spot!" Zhu Zhuyun warned. Using the fusion skill, their vision was no different from a real tiger's—the back of the head was a blind zone blocked by condensed energy.

"Cancel the Martial Soul Fusion Skill." Dai Weisi said helplessly. The Nether White Tiger was powerful, but sometimes its huge size was a burden.

Zhu Zhuyun also felt helpless and nodded, withdrawing her power.

Swish, swish—

just as their real bodies appeared, two vine serpents shot forward and bit into their shoulders.

"A chained trap!" Zhu Zhuyun's face was bitter, but her hands moved quickly. "Fourth soul skill, Nether Slash!" Her fingers extended into blades and slashed the vine serpent's neck.

Crack!

The blade left only a faint scratch—it couldn't cut through at all.

On the other side, Dai Weisi fared no better—his claws couldn't tear it off either.

Hiss!

The vine serpents' fangs suddenly sank deeper, and both of them groaned in pain as their bodies were dragged toward the vine dragon, back to back, wrapped tight in its coils.

Only then did the vine serpents release them, retracting back behind Yang Yunhai.

"This is too strong!" Outside the arena, countless academy students and spectators felt chills down their spines.

"Such powerful martial soul control, such ingenious use, such terrifying calculation." Hu Liena gritted her teeth.

Throughout the battle, Yang Yunhai had single-handedly crushed Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun, even while they unleashed the Nether White Tiger.

Even if she and her brother Xie Yue used their fusion skill, she doubted they could win so easily.

'Can I really control someone like this?' For the first time, doubt crept into her heart.

She suddenly realized that at Yang Yunhai's age, she was far inferior. Even as a Soul King now, she had no confidence facing him one-on-one.

To precisely control a massive vine dragon, Yang Yunhai's spiritual power had to be extraordinary. She didn't even know if her charm ability could affect him. If not, she had to admit—she was no match for him.

Yang Yunhai's martial soul control, combined with lightning power—she had no way to resist.

"Not to be underestimated." Xie Yue's face grew grim. "If we face him, we'll have to give it everything!"

Even the proud Yan frowned.

On the field, Yang Yunhai stood calmly, glancing back at his teammates.

Slash!

With just a single strike, Zhu Zhuqing pierced the defenses of Ying Wei, a rank 44 Soul Ancestor with a defensive Water Buffalo martial soul, leaving a bloody mark across his neck before darting like a phantom into the enemy backline.

Slash, slash!

Like a spirit of the night, she left wounds at the throats of two terrified support-type Soul Masters.

Then, twisting her body midair, she lunged at Li Yang, the agility-attack Soul Master with the Mirror martial soul, who was being pinned down by Yu Feng.

Elsewhere, Tang Hongning, with his Thunder Leopard martial soul, was tied up by Oslo and couldn't come to help.

"One-hit kill—that's what a true agility-type Soul Master should be!" Many students gasped in awe, then glanced at their own agility-types.

...None of them spoke. Compared to Zhu Zhuqing, they all felt useless.

On the field, Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun, bound by vines, also fell silent.

The next moment, Tang Hongyu and Li Yang suddenly paled, lips turning purple—the clear sign of poisoning.

"When did this happen?" The two were stunned. But soon their bodies collapsed, and Zhu Zhuqing and Oslo pressed claws to their throats, making them freeze in fear, sweat pouring down their faces.

Seeing this, Dai Weisi looked at Yang Yunhai, gritted his teeth, and shouted, "We admit defeat!"

"Royal Heaven Dou Academy rules! Long live the Heaven Dou Empire!" The Heaven Dou spectators erupted in thunderous cheers.

Meanwhile, the Star Luo side was silent, faces red with shame but unable to argue.

The Heaven Dou Royal Academy's strength was overwhelming—especially Yang Yunhai and Zhu Zhuqing. No matter who they sent, they had no chance.

"What's with the Zhu family's third miss? How did she end up in the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, and even with a 10,000-year fourth soul ring?" Though they knew Zhu Zhuqing didn't change the outcome, some Star Luo students still blamed her.

"Exactly! Helping the enemy nation, it's disgraceful!"

"This is treason—she should be dragged back and punished!"

"Shut up!" A teacher snapped at them.

Yang Yunhai and Zhu Zhuqing both had 10,000-year fourth soul rings. That alone wasn't simple. And with Zhu Zhuyun calling him brother-in-law in front of everyone, things clearly weren't so simple. Reckless gossip could cause serious trouble.

The students who had been complaining instantly went quiet.

In Shrek Academy's spectator area, everyone fell silent as well, their faces tense.

Even without Yang Yunhai, just Zhu Zhuqing with her fourth ring soul skill—how could they counter her? The problem weighed heavily on their minds again.

'No matter how fast she is, how can she withstand my poison fog?' Tang San had a different view.

His Blue Silver Grass poison could already fell Soul Ancestors easily. Zhu Zhuqing was no exception.

Even Yang Yunhai—Tang San didn't believe he'd be unaffected.

'I'm very much looking forward to our next battle.' His eyes glinted coldly as he stared at Yang Yunhai.

"Brother-in-law, if you have the time, bring Zhuqing home. Father and Mother have been thinking of her constantly these past two years." On the field, Zhu Zhuyun, though defeated, smiled brightly.

Yang Yunhai only gave a faint smile, motioning Dugu Yan to toss the antidote over while he waited for his teammates to regroup.

Soon, Zhu Zhuqing, Oslo, and Yu Feng returned.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't say much—just gave Zhu Zhuyun a slight nod, then followed Yang Yunhai as they left.

The third round of the tournament soon ended, and the teams returned to their hotels.

(End of Chapter)

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