"Oh? Then this young lady Tang Sui's spirit power level should be no weaker than her brother Tang San. Your Majesty is becoming more and more curious, what kind of family could raise such talented siblings." Emperor Xue Ye's curiosity had been piqued.
Ning Fengzhi's lips curved slightly deeper. He glanced at Salas, whose expression was unreadable, and added, "Regarding that... I can only keep it a mystery for now. However, there is something else I can reveal: Tang Sui is also a direct disciple of the Master. Both siblings are likely the Master's final disciples."
Emperor Xue Ye was truly surprised this time.
"The Master again? It seems I must find an opportunity to meet this Master who has nurtured such outstanding children."
On the other side, Salas, overhearing Ning Fengzhi's conversation with Emperor Xue Ye, his expression flickered for a moment. He frowned and scrutinizingly stared at Tang Sui, who stood on the stage below, thinking, "I'll see what other geniuses the Master can conjure to surprise us."
On the Blazing Fire Academy's side, just as the Shrek Academy had predicted, their captain Huo Wushuang was indeed the first to take the stage.
Level 42 Assault Type Battle Spirit Master, Martial Soul: One-Horned Fiery Dragon.
Let's hope this fire dragon can take a beating.
As the host of this soul dueling match gave the order, Huo Wushuang unhesitatingly unleashed his martial soul and his two yellow and two purple spirit rings.
Crimson scales grew from beneath his skin, covering its surface. Scorching flames erupted from his back in an instant, then quickly extinguished.
A phantom of a fiery dragon with a single horn on its forehead, intermingled with sparks blown by the wind, coiled behind Huo Wushuang. Now, Huo Wushuang was entirely covered in a layer of dark red light, resembling a mutated little dragon person, with a sharp dragon horn growing from his forehead.
He assumed an attacking stance, looking at Tang Sui, who remained motionless on the stage. He couldn't help but frown, "Aren't you going to release your martial soul yet?"
Tang Sui smiled at the confident Huo Wushuang and kindly reminded him, "My martial soul is already out. You'd better be careful."
"What?"
Huo Wushuang was taken aback. Before he could comprehend Tang Sui's words, a whooshing sound suddenly came from behind him.
Huo Wushuang's pupils constricted, and with agile movements, he narrowly dodged the mask that was whistling through the air.
Taking advantage of the mid-air flip and rotation, Huo Wushuang vaguely glimpsed a fleeting sight resembling a mask ornament sold during festivals.
But such a small mask sent shivers down his spine, and a sense of crisis arose within him.
"If you think this is enough to defeat me, then you underestimate me too much!"
Having dodged the mask, Huo Wushuang regained his composure and spat threats at Tang Sui. In mid-air, he completed a second rotation and unleashed his third spirit ability, Tyrant Dragon's Fury, turning to attack Tang Sui.
"Is that so?"
Tang Sui still hadn't used her spirit power. With a mere step, she had already floated away, disappearing from her original spot and from Huo Wushuang's attack trajectory.
"This footwork again!" Standing vigilantly atop the One-Horned Fiery Dragon, he scanned his surroundings, trying to capture the afterimages left by Tang Sui's movements to predict her path.
However, if the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps could be predicted, they would no longer be called the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps.
Seeing this, Tang San's face lit up with joy, and he sighed, "I didn't expect Sui Sui to be able to perfectly replicate my movement technique now."
Although it was still slightly incomplete, meaning she couldn't cultivate internal energy, he could see that Tang Sui had added her own techniques to the original Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps, transforming it into a movement technique more suited to her, and integrating it perfectly.
Truly his sister!
In that instant, Tang San felt immensely proud.
"What is that too? Is it another special technique?"
On the stage, Emperor Xue Ye exclaimed in surprise.
Salas, watching Tang Sui's movement technique, which resembled Tang San's earlier peculiar footwork, his expression darkened. "It must be. I haven't sensed any spirit power fluctuations from Tang Sui's movements either."
She had only summoned her tool martial soul, hadn't even released her spirit rings, and hadn't used any spirit power. How arrogant was that?
Feeling instantly underestimated, Huo Wushuang's eyes turned blood red, like a true fire dragon. He let out an angry roar.
"Damn it! Do you think tricking my eyes with these petty tricks can stop my attacks? Third spirit ability, Tyrant Dragon's Fury!"
Huo Wushuang roared, his hands clapping together with a crisp snap. The next second, they separated slightly.
"Whoosh—"
Scorching and terrifying dark red energy converged between his palms. In an instant, the flames were controlled by Huo Wushuang, and with absolute mastery, the blazing flames bloomed like a magnificent fireworks display, rapidly covering more than half of the combat stage.
There's an opening!
As a thought crossed his mind, two whooshing sounds came from left and right, smashing fiercely towards Huo Wushuang.
Standing atop the fiery dragon, holding the flames high and letting them spread, Huo Wushuang's ears twitched. He let out a low growl, a powerful aura rippling outward. Tremendous spirit power fluctuations mixed with explosive fire attributes erupted, attempting to blast away the two approaching masks.
However, the two jade-white masks remained unperturbed. They forcefully pierced through the defense line built by the flames, and unyieldingly smashed towards Huo Wushuang amidst the vibrating explosion waves!
"Brother!"
Outside the combat stage, Huo Wu's face changed drastically upon seeing her brother about to be attacked by another mask martial soul that appeared out of nowhere. She couldn't help but cry out in alarm.
This mask can actually split into two, becoming two?