On the arena, upon hearing Ning Rongrong's voice, Osro and Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for barely a moment before directly channeling the soul power within their bodies to Ning Rongrong.
Below the arena, Qin Ming saw this scene with perfect clarity.
His face was filled with disbelief.
Because by doing this, Osro and Zhu Zhuqing would lose their ability to resist the deadly poison.
Both of them had already inhaled a large amount of toxins due to their high-speed movement, and the intense exercise had caused the poison to spread rapidly through their bodies.
Now, they were even diverting the soul power they used to suppress the toxins to Ning Rongrong. This meant that neither of them had enough soul power left to resist the poison anymore.
In less than a second, exactly what Qin Ming had anticipated happened.
Right before his eyes, Osro and Zhu Zhuqing were already suffering from severe poisoning. Their faces turned pale, and their lips became dark purple.
But what shocked Qin Ming even more was that the two of them continued to run at high speed around the arena without stopping—
Allowing the poison to continue spreading.
Damn it. At this rate, once the toxins reached their brains, even the gods might not be able to save them.
They had to be stopped.
Just as Qin Ming was about to step onto the arena to pull the two of them off, a sudden change occurred on the stage.
Under everyone's incredulous gazes, Xiao Wu suddenly appeared behind Yufeng in an instant.
No one had been prepared for this.
This was Xiao Wu's teleportation skill.
By the time Yufeng and the others realized it, Xiao Wu's attack had already arrived.
Countless electric currents enhanced Xiao Wu's attack speed and destructive power. She delivered a kick—
At the tip of Xiao Wu's shoe, a blade forged from refined steel appeared. Then, Xiao Wu followed up with two consecutive kicks, striking both of Yufeng's kidneys.
"Pshk!"
Like a heated knife slicing through butter, Xiao Wu's attack pierced Yufeng's kidneys without the slightest resistance.
In an instant, Yufeng completely lost his ability to maintain flight, even though Ye Lingling was continuously healing him.
Although his wounds quickly healed under Ye Lingling's treatment, the trauma to his core had never truly recovered.
Before he could even react, Yufeng was kicked straight off the arena by Xiao Wu.
Below the stage, Yu Tianheng stared in disbelief. Xiao Wu's target wasn't Ye Lingling—it was Yufeng?
Taking out Yufeng offered no immediate benefit. Tang Ni's team was already poisoned. If Ye Lingling wasn't eliminated, they would eventually be worn down to defeat.
Only by eliminating Ye Lingling could they achieve the best possible outcome, perhaps even dragging the opponents down with them.
But then again, with Yufeng losing his combat ability, their side would be down one teammate, which might put them at a disadvantage.
In the blink of an eye, the battlefield situation changed drastically.
Worried that Osro and Zhu Zhuqing had been poisoned too deeply, Qin Ming forcibly stepped onto the arena and removed the two of them from the fight.
At this point, the two teams became five versus four.
No—now it was four versus four.
Under Xiao Lin's brutal offensive output, Shi Mo quickly lost his combat capability.
After all, Xiao Lin was a Soul King–level powerhouse. With the support of the hundred-thousand-year soul beast Lei Lei, his base attributes were outrageously high.
One had to know that Lei Lei's sacrifice had only raised Xiao Lin's soul power by six levels.
That alone showed just how monstrous Xiao Lin's stats were.
In such circumstances, Xiao Lin was still a Soul King fighting against a Soul Elder. How could this be anything but a complete beatdown?
On the other side, under Tang Ni's second-stage Golden Dragon Body, Shi Mo was also on the verge of defeat.
At present, Shi Mo was merely relying on Ye Lingling's support to forcibly maintain his awareness while barely enduring Tang Ni's attacks.
Although Tang Ni wasn't a Soul King–level powerhouse like Xiao Lin, she was still someone who could physically overpower ten-thousand-year soul beasts without using any soul skills.
And at this moment, Ning Rongrong of Tang Ni's team had once again gathered the soul power for a Trinity Fusion Skill.
In Yu Tianheng's eyes, that surge of soul power—enough to make even him feel uneasy—was transferred into Xiao Lin's body.
In the very next second, as Xiao Lin's soul power surged—
Yu Tianheng felt as though he were gazing upon an existence that could not be defeated.
Xiao Lin merely held the Coiled Dragon Staff in a daze, standing there without moving. Yet the surrounding ground, the arena itself, and even the area beyond the arena all seemed to feel the crushing gravity emanating from the staff.
Before long, the arena's defensive formation began to flicker with an unusual light.
Flicker after flicker—then an electric arc burst out.
A sharp cracking sound echoed from within the defensive formation, and the arena's defensive array officially failed.
At that moment, everyone stopped fighting.
They all stared in shock at Xiao Lin's Coiled Dragon Staff. Xiao Lin hadn't even used a soul skill—yet the sheer power of the staff alone was enough to disable a formation capable of withstanding attacks from Soul Emperor–level experts.
Even Qin Ming himself couldn't achieve such a feat.
Qin Ming even thought that even if he reached the Soul Sage level, he would still need to deliberately destroy the formation for it to fail.
Just imagining how terrifying Xiao Lin would be if he used a soul skill made one's scalp go numb.
How was this fight even supposed to continue?
Qin Ming felt that calling Xiao Lin in to replace Tang San for this team battle was the biggest mistake he had ever made.
At this moment, Xiao Lin was experiencing the bloated, unstable soul power of a pseudo–Soul Emperor level and secretly shook his head.
"So this is all a Soul Emperor amounts to…"
"Alright, this match ends here."
Qin Ming spoke from below the arena. At present, Tang Ni's team had already secured victory with overwhelming superiority.
Five versus four, plus Shi Mo was about to lose consciousness as well.
That would make it five versus three. Even if Yu Tianheng's team were given time for the poison to take effect, they would still have no ability to turn the tables.
However, upon hearing Qin Ming's intent to end the match, Yu Tianheng was unwilling to accept it.
"Teacher Qin Ming, wait a bit longer. I'm not ready to concede yet."
Yu Tianheng shouted, and beside him, Dugu Yan nodded as well.
"There's still a chance to counterattack."
As Dugu Yan's words fell, under everyone's incredulous gazes—
Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan looked at each other, their eyes filled with their feelings for one another and their determination to win this team battle.
In the next second, the two of them began chanting in unison.
"Golden light, emerald venom—
Let the power of the Holy Dragon and the Poison Dragon merge as one, releasing boundless divine might.
In my name, I summon the Holy Light Poison Shadow, to purify all evil and corrode all impurity.
Blade of light, sever the darkness;
Breath of emerald venom, erode all things.
Holy Light Poison Shadow Dragon—manifest!"
Under everyone's astonished gazes, Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan began their martial soul fusion.
Listening to their strange soul incantation, everyone was curious about what kind of transformation would follow.
Their martial souls merged into one, gradually forming a gigantic gray phantom egg.
Then, from within the gray phantom, a golden Holy Sword of Light pierced through first. The blade, carrying endless lightning, illuminated the entire battle arena.
Soon after, a massive phantom with a humanoid torso and a dragon's tail emerged from the egg, its body radiating holy light.
Its body was covered in scales that resembled both the golden scales of a Holy Light Dragon and the emerald scales of virulent poison.
Its muscles were as hard as granite. In its hand, it held a Golden Holy Sword of Light; its eyes glowed with mysterious radiance, while black, corrosive breath poured from its mouth.
From appearance alone, it was both solemn and radiant, yet also mysterious, dark, and dangerous.
But in the eyes of the Imperial Fight Team members, this Holy Light Poison Shadow Dragon was nothing less than a powerful, sacred god.
Qin Ming was no exception—he even felt that the strength of this Holy Light Poison Shadow Dragon surpassed his own.
One had to remember that Qin Ming was a Soul Emperor close to the Soul Sage level, and he also possessed a terrifying pseudo–Ultimate Fire attribute.
Terrifying beyond belief!
This martial soul fusion skill has at least a 50% fusion compatibility.
Xiao Lin thought to himself.
(End of chapter)