"First soul skill, Moon Blade!" Xie Yue summoned his Moon Blade martial soul, giving it a light swing. Red light instantly flowed across the blade.
'Looks like an attack-amplifying soul skill.' Yang Yunhai's eyes flashed as he flicked his hand, causing his Blue Silver Grass martial soul to extend rapidly into a long spear. Vines covered his body as armor, and two vine serpents rose behind him. The next second, golden light flickered in his eyes, and he gripped the spear with both hands, slamming it into the ground.
Boom!
A strange wave of energy spread out in all directions. Everywhere it passed, the lightning elements in the air were instantly activated.
"Lightning Spear, gather!" At Yang Yunhai's command, arcs of lightning immediately coursed over the spear.
"What's this?" Xie Yue's expression tightened. In that instant, he felt a faint electric current rush through him. Though weak, it was undeniably real. Instinctively, he raised his arm, the hair on it standing on end.
And it wasn't just him. The entire plaza before the Pope Hall could feel it.
"Yang Yunhai is pulling in and absorbing the lightning attribute energy from the air! The lightning spear in his hand is acting as a conduit, similar to a lightning rod drawing thunder from the sky." Bibi Dong's eyes flickered, a trace of astonishment and even solemnity flashing across them.
Leaving aside how Yang Yunhai managed to comprehend such a skill, the affected range was simply too wide — it covered the entire plaza. That kind of control required a staggering amount of spiritual power.
'With spiritual power this strong… can Nana's Charm really work on him?' For the first time, she wasn't sure.
'He can even influence the air around here.' Tang San frowned slightly.
"It seems you've already noticed." In the arena, Yang Yunhai drew the spear and pointed it straight at Xie Yue, his eyes brimming with fighting spirit. "From this moment on, the longer this drags out, the worse it will be for you. Show me your true strength."
Xie Yue's expression grew heavy. He had seen with his own eyes how Yang Yunhai gathered lightning through his Vine Dragon to release terrifying thunderbolts against Godwind Academy. It was clear Yang Yunhai's second soul skill allowed him to absorb free energy from the air over a wide area.
Without another word, Xie Yue's second soul ring lit up underfoot. The two Moon Blades in his hands lifted, and with a unique motion he whipped them around hard. "Second soul skill, Moon Wheel!"
The blades flew out, turning into crimson discs that cut beautiful arcs in the air, one to the left and one to the right, aiming to strike Yang Yunhai from both sides.
At the same time, Xie Yue's body burst into motion, charging forward at incredible speed.
"Fourth soul skill, New Moon!" Crimson light flared across his body, and a blood-red crescent mark appeared on his forehead. His speed skyrocketed again.
'His momentum rose — a full-body amplification skill.' Yang Yunhai made a quick judgment. 'First soul skill amplifies his martial soul. Fourth soul skill amplifies his body.'
The spinning Moon Blades flew toward him at astonishing speed. But in the golden pupils of Yang Yunhai, they seemed to move as lightly as drifting leaves.
With a thought, his two vine serpents lashed out and bit down.
Zzz, zzz!
The grating screech of metal grinding rang out as the serpents forced the Moon Blades to a stop.
"He actually caught them!" Xie Yue gritted his teeth. With a grab of his hands, the Moon Blades vanished from the serpents' mouths and reformed in his grip.
"Self-created soul skill, Full Moon!" He lifted both blades — one before him, one behind.
His waist twisted sharply. In the blink of an eye, he spun into a storm of blood-red blades, surging faster toward Yang Yunhai.
Now the distance was less than ten meters.
'So he's wary of my Parasite spores.' Yang Yunhai's thoughts shifted. When he struck the ground with his spear earlier, he had secretly scattered spores around. But now, Xie Yue's body spun so fiercely it became a bloody tornado, blowing the spores away.
Still, blown away didn't mean useless.
"First soul skill, Extension!" Yang Yunhai thrust out his left hand, fingers clenching lightly. Just a meter in front of him, the hidden spores ignited, sprouting into a surge of vines like crashing waves.
They surged to meet the storm of blades.
"Third soul skill, Crescent Slash!" From within the bloody storm, countless half-moon blade auras flew out.
Puff, puff, puff!
They struck into the vines, carving fine marks, slowing the advance though not cutting them apart.
"The vines are too dense — big brother won't be able to break through on the ground." From the stands, Hu Liena's face filled with worry.
"So strong… a Soul Ancestor holding even against a Soul King." Ning Rongrong's eyes shone with surprise.
"If the ground won't work, then from the sky!" In the arena, Xie Yue's eyes flashed. He stomped hard, knees bending, then shot upward.
"Fifth soul skill, Blood Moon!" His body erupted in terrifying crimson light, staining the space around him blood-red.
"A soul skill that robs sight and suppresses spiritual power! No wonder in the original he and Hu Liena's fusion skill produced mist with multiple suppressive effects. So Xie Yue's build is all about explosive bursts — he's planning to blind me, then finish it in one strike." Yang Yunhai exhaled. 'Unfortunately for him, it's useless against me.'
His spiritual power was indeed suppressed, but his vision was not taken away.
In his gaze, Xie Yue was already diving down with his Moon Blades raised.
Without hesitation, Yang Yunhai commanded his two vine serpents to launch upward. At the same time, he leveled his spear, ready to strike.
The distance was too close; there was no time to gather energy for a wide lightning blast.
"He can still see!?" Xie Yue's heart lurched as Yang Yunhai looked right at him. He quickly spun his blades — clang, clang, clang! — slashing into the serpents and knocking them aside, continuing his dive.
"Third soul skill, Crescent Slash!" He flung down a barrage of bloody blade lights.
Swish, swish, swish!
From Yang Yunhai's chest armor, vines burst forth.
Puff, puff, puff!
The blade lights struck into them, crackling, while Xie Yue spun downward, hacking away.
Bang!
The tremendous force channeled down through the vines hit Yang Yunhai, making him stagger half a step back. But his hands didn't stop.
"Discharge!" Lightning erupted across his body, racing up the vines. His spear thrust forward like lightning itself.
Xie Yue's blades could slice vines — but they couldn't block electricity. In an instant, pain and numbness spread through him. His muscles contracted violently, seizing up, leaving him stiff. His blades slowed, faltering.
The next moment, golden light flashed before his eyes.
Puff!
The spear pierced his shoulder.
"Brother!" In the stands, Hu Liena's face turned pale. Yan even stepped forward, fists clenched tight.
But then the vines surged, wrapping Xie Yue tightly. Yang Yunhai smoothly pulled his spear free.
"I admit defeat." Xie Yue's voice was quick, his expression dim.
He had no choice — Yang Yunhai's vines were already siphoning his soul power.
Yang Yunhai sighed, loosening the vines and lowering him gently to the ground.
Xie Yue cast him one deep look, clutching his wound, before striding back toward his team's rest area.
"I'll go next." Yan stepped forward, his face heavy, striding into the arena.
(End of Chapter)
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