Chapter 177: Concentrated Fire on Yu Tianxin
Bang!
Another thunderous crash resounded as lightning roared and tiger claws struck, the sounds merging into one violent echo.
Yu Tianxin and the Netherworld White Tiger collided with full force.
The explosion of power far exceeded what should have been possible for spirit masters at the early Spirit Ancestor level.
The entire arena shook violently under the strain.
Both sides were startled.
Yu Tianxin was shocked because the opponent's spirit fusion technique possessed far greater power than he had anticipated, and their spirit power remained plentiful.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing were equally astonished.
They had already endured Yu Tianxin's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's Fury, then slammed two high-level spirit masters—one Spirit Ancestor and one Spirit Elder—clean off the platform before striking Yu Tianxin himself.
They thought that after one attack, their fusion would collapse.
But to their surprise, spirit power still surged within them, sustaining their fusion.
There was no time to question it. Once again, they unleashed the strongest attack of their Martial Soul Fusion Skill—Netherworld White Tiger Break.
The massive tiger claw slammed forward with wild, ferocious power.
Following the violent collision, Yu Tianxin let out a roar, stumbling several steps back.
His head buzzed, blood gushed from his lips, and he struggled to remain on his feet.
He poured out every bit of spirit power he had left, clinging to the stage—if not for that, he would have been blasted off like Lei Tian.
How could a Martial Soul Fusion Skill be this strong?
They had already attacked once before, taken his lightning strike, and even one of them wasn't a Spirit Ancestor!
"Counterattack!"
A cold shout echoed beside his ear—it was Tang San's voice.
From the sky above, both Tang San and Ma Hongjun were flying—Ma Hongjun had already eaten a Flying Sausage.
Their target was none other than Yu Tianxin.
Meanwhile, Jing Ling was charging toward Thunder Academy's remaining Spirit Ancestor, Lei Shan.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's figures reappeared in the center of the platform, both collapsing onto the ground. They quickly grabbed two sausages tossed from above to restore their strength.
Zhu Zhuqing was still dazed.
Why?
Why was their Martial Soul Fusion Technique so much stronger than during practice?
Normally, they could only maintain it for two attacks before it fell apart.
This time, it was clearly far more powerful.
She could sense that Dai Mubai had grown stronger—yes, it was him, not herself.
She had always resisted performing the fusion with Dai Mubai.
But she remembered her sister's words: the Netherworld White Tiger could exist only because their spirits shared an innate connection. The cat and tiger spirits were akin.
She had reluctantly agreed to fuse, hoping to better understand her Netherworld Civet spirit.
"With our spirit technique this strong, we can win. Yu Tianxin can't have much fight left in him."
She looked nervously toward the opposite side.
She attributed the increased strength to more practice, greater proficiency, and perhaps the adrenaline rush of battle.
But she entirely underestimated the cause—the spirit pearl within her body had activated, channeling power in a strange way, amplifying Dai Mubai through their fusion.
At that moment, Yu Tianxin had just regained his footing and was preparing to assess the field when a surge of deep purple flames engulfed him.
The fierce blaze enveloped him completely, crackling violently upon contact with his body.
He barely had time to think, instantly focusing what little spirit power he had left to resist the flames.
But then he realized—his reserves were almost empty.
To block Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's fusion technique, he had already burned through most of his energy.
This was the result of his earlier choices. At the start of the match, he had opened with a wide-range Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Strike to overwhelm Tang San, but the Shrek team's scattered formation had neutralized it.
He then switched tactics, focusing attacks on Tai Long to eliminate him using lightning power.
Next came Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's devastating fusion, forcing him to use another large-scale attack.
Finally, he had poured all his energy into colliding twice with the Netherworld White Tiger, nearly exhausting himself just to stay on the platform.
The Martial Soul Fusion Skill's might was beyond anything he had imagined.
Now, with his spirit power nearly gone, Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Flame's full power was unleashed before him.
In midair, Ma Hongjun's two blazing crimson wings flared behind him in roaring fire.
This was his third spirit skill—Phoenix Ascension—which granted him temporary flight.
With Oscar's Flying Sausage, he hovered perfectly midair.
Phoenix Ascension had another terrifying trait: it instantly doubled the flame's power.
And his second spirit skill, Bathing in Fire Phoenix, further added a thirty percent boost to all flame-based attacks.
Under such terrifying amplification, Ma Hongjun's flames now possessed the might of a Spirit Ancestor.
When Tang San neutralized Dugu Yan's Jade Phosphor Violet Poison earlier, Dugu Feng had already realized—the key was Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Flame.
Yu Tianxin, still recovering from his prior collision, had already been vomiting blood.
Now, struggling to rally his depleted spirit power against Ma Hongjun's peak-strength attack, his body felt as though his very soul power was burning away.
His spirit power was instantly drained.
Without energy to sustain his dragon scales, his arms softened, and the fire invaded his body. The stench of charred flesh filled the arena.
At the same moment, Tang San's figure descended with the flames, almost at the exact same time.
Spiderweb Restraint!
Thick, powerful webs streaked with sharp black spikes shot out, glinting coldly as they spread.
It was like a massive net used to capture whales—under its tightening force, even the toughest hide would be torn apart.
"No!"
Dai Mubai shouted loudly.
This should have been a moment of triumph—after the fusion, his power had indeed surged.
He suddenly realized he had broken through, from level forty-one to forty-two.
He didn't understand why, but that explained why their fusion skill had become so much stronger.
As the dominant partner in the fusion, Dai Mubai had seen everything clearly. When his massive white tiger form had slammed into Yu Tianxin, Tang San and Ma Hongjun had been right behind him.
Their plan was to follow up immediately after the Netherworld White Tiger's powerful strike to overwhelm Yu Tianxin completely.
They had rehearsed this—perfect synchronization, no delay, no chance to breathe.
And now it was unfolding exactly that way.
Just as Dai Mubai landed, Tang San and Ma Hongjun's combined attacks rained down mercilessly on Yu Tianxin.
But neither Tang San nor Ma Hongjun could see Yu Tianxin's condition from behind the fusion beast.
As the one controlling the Netherworld White Tiger, Dai Mubai could—Yu Tianxin was completely spent, already at his limit.
He absolutely wouldn't survive Tang San and Ma Hongjun's follow-up strikes.
At that instant, Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes finally discerned Yu Tianxin's condition.
(END CHAPTER)
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