When the dust settled, the others in the spectator stands finally understood what had happened.
Li Huoyan was kneeling on one knee. His ice armor was almost completely shattered, revealing several blood marks beneath his skin.
Although his injuries weren't serious, he was clearly in bad shape.
He looked up at Lin Yang, his eyes filled with unease and doubt.
Had one strike broken through his defense?
"Not bad," Lin Yang said in a calm tone.
"If it had been anyone else, they wouldn't even be able to stand after taking that hit."
Li Huoyan's lips twitched. He didn't know whether to take those words as praise or sarcasm.
At this moment, excitement and fervor filled Feng Xiaotian's eyes as he flew in the air.
"Just now… that was your self-created spirit skill, right?"
"Something like that," Lin Yang nodded.
"I see. Lin Yang, I really learned a lot today. I'm impressed."
Lin Yang looked at him in surprise. "Are we still fighting? Or not?"
"Of course we are," Feng Xiaotian shouted.
"Everyone, if you don't want to lose badly, go all out."
Even as he said that, Feng Xiaotian dove down and launched the first attack.
This time, he didn't use his self-created spirit skill.
He had already realized that using his self-created spirit skill in front of Lin Yang was like showing off axe skills before Guan Yu or teaching a fish how to swim.
Therefore, he planned to keep Lin Yang busy and create opportunities for the others.
"You're really good at helping others without asking for anything in return."
Lin Yang snorted lightly and disappeared from the spot in an instant. The next moment, he appeared right in front of Feng Xiaotian.
"Wind Blade Formation!"
The wolf wings on his back suddenly trembled. Countless wind blades swept out.
When Lin Yang swung his sword down, flames hissed between his lips and teeth. A crimson tornado rose up.
Second Form: Azure Sky – Vortex!
A massive flame tornado swallowed the wind blades and crashed into Feng Xiaotian, blasting him away instantly.
"Blue Lightning Dragon Swift"
At that moment, a dragon's roar echoed. A small azure dragon brimming with terrifying energy bared its fangs and claws as it charged toward Lin Yang.
Lin Yang twisted his body in mid-air and swung the iron plate in his hand down—
Fifth Form: Train!
A massive flame wheel sliced the azure dragon in half, followed by a series of explosions.
At this moment, Huo Wu and Huo Wushuang, the siblings, attacked together.
Frozen!
Before Shui Bing'er's ice could take shape, it was shattered by Lin Yang's sharp metallic force. He kicked the Huo siblings away.
Land Form: Eternal Night, Solitary Moon, and the Inseparable!
With one swing, countless crescent-shaped blades spread out in a fan shape from the front, instantly enveloping all seven people.
In that instant, the spectator stands fell into deathly silence.
The students from the five academies were all trying to process the same fact: Lin Yang had really used a piece of scrap iron to defeat the elites of each academy.
After a long silence, someone was the first to suck in a breath, breaking the silence. Immediately, murmurs began to spread.
"What kind of spirit skill is this?"
"Don't you get it yet? No martial soul or spirit rings were used. This is a self-created spirit skill."
"But… but this is… too much."
"Can anyone refute it?"
In the minds of the students from the Five Elements Academies, creating one's own spirit skills was a field that only a very small number of spirit masters with extraordinary talent and comprehension could reach.
Feng Xiaotian was a genius who possessed complete innate spirit power. By creating the "Gale Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes," he had already surpassed his peers.
But what about Lin Yang?
With a wave of his hand, he created self-created spirit skills. Each one was unique, and even the characteristics of the spirit skills were completely different.
The two characteristics of intense light and unpredictable changes could be switched freely and without restraint, used at will.
It was uncontrollable, undefeatable, undefendable, and inescapable.
How the hell were they supposed to play this?
Just then, from the direction of Sky Water Academy, a group of cute girls let out cries of surprise.
Above the training ground, large dark clouds gathered. Cold rain poured down.
Azure and white beams of light shot straight upward. The icy rain turned into snowflakes that spun and danced in the air like sharp blades.
They eventually converged into a massive vortex of ice and snow.
Something seemed to be happening inside the vortex.
If Lin Yang acted now, breaking their martial soul fusion skill would be as easy as eating breakfast.
However, this wasn't a life-and-death battle but an exchange and learning activity, so there weren't that many rules to follow.
He also wanted to personally witness just how powerful the martial soul fusion skill everyone had high expectations for really was.
"Clang!"
A thunderous sound tore through the sky. A blue ice phoenix emerged from the vortex.
Its deep-blue wings spread wide, spanning more than ten meters. It exuded a majestic and graceful aura, as if a real immortal bird had descended.
Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu remained at the front, while everyone else consciously moved to the back.
Sky Water Academy's martial soul fusion skill — Snowfall and Frost Phoenix!
The power of a martial soul fusion skill used by two level-40 Spirit Ancestors was in no way inferior to a Soul Emperor's full-power attack.
When the cold front arrived, the entire area was covered in thick frost.
"Be careful!"
Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu shouted in unison and raised both hands, pointing at Lin Yang.
The Frost Phoenix dove down, releasing a torrent of massive energy that struck Lin Yang's body.
Lin Yang looked at the iron piece in his hand. It seemed barely able to support its own weight.
He would decide the outcome with a single move!
Fifteenth Form — Solar Tempest!
Lin Yang's soul power surged violently. The cracked iron piece in his hand let out an unbearable scream of pain.
Boom—!
White light flashed. Out of nowhere, a blazing sun appeared in the sky above the field.
The light was so blinding that everyone involuntarily closed their eyes.
However, even from dozens of meters away, the scorching storm surged forward mercilessly.
A burning, tingling sensation assaulted their skin. It felt as if they had been thrown into a desert and were being burned in the face by a real sun.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Intense white light and deep-blue cold air clashed violently in the sky.
There was no stalemate, no offense and defense.
The blazing sun swallowed the Frost Phoenix with overwhelming force.
Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu, the casters of the martial soul fusion skill, both groaned and turned pale.
The Frost Phoenix let out a mournful cry. The sound of shattering ice crystals rang out like rain.
The cold front was pushed back by the heat wave. The frost covering the area melted at a visible speed, and a large pillar of white mist rose up.
In that instant, everyone in the spectator stands stared blankly at the white mist.
When the white mist cleared slightly, everyone saw Lin Yang standing straight in the center of the arena. The iron plate had disappeared.
Opposite him, both Shui Bing'er and Xue Wu were kneeling on the ground.
Shui Bing'er bit her lip and tried to stand up with her hands on the ground, but her legs were weak and she couldn't exert any strength for a moment.
She looked up at Lin Yang. Her eyes were filled with complicated emotions.
She felt anger, shock, and even a trace of indescribable admiration.
It was the first time in her life that she had felt so powerless in front of her peers.
Xue Wu supported her from the side and asked in a low voice, "Bing'er, are you okay?"
Shui Bing'er shook her head, took a deep breath, and finally calmed down.
She looked up at Lin Yang. Her voice was slightly hoarse but very clear.
"We lost!"
With that, she stared at Lin Yang for a moment, then held Xue Wu's hand and slowly left the arena.
Huo Wushuang, Yu Tianxin, and the others exchanged glances and showed bitter smiles.
The scorching heat from earlier still lingered on their skin. If the Frost Phoenix hadn't protected them, they would have been defeated long ago.
Without saying anything to each other, they shook their heads and admitted defeat one by one.
"Lin Yang!"
Huo Wu suddenly stepped forward. Fighting spirit burned in her eyes.
"I'll accept the loss this time, but don't get cocky. I'll definitely repay that kick sooner or later."
Lin Yang looked up and smiled.
"Got it!"
For some reason, Huo Wu's gaze, which had been fixed on Lin Yang's black pupils, suddenly shifted away.
She snorted coldly and left together with Huo Wushuang.
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