"Unless you can fly, there's no way you'll escape the range of our Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"
A ghostly, cold voice drifted from the mist, its solidified form hidden within the fog, leaving only an afterimage behind.
Meanwhile, the phantom, using the mist as cover, had stealthily approached Ning Rongrong within the group.
The ultimate support of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda had always been a significant threat to them.
As for Tang Sui, who was also a support-type soul master, they figured it was better to deal with Ning Rongrong first.
"Then we'll fly for you to see!"
Tang San's voice, tinged with a hint of a smile, rang out.
This seemed to be a signal.
Even though Ning Rongrong couldn't discern the direction of the threat in the mist, she unhesitatingly shoved the mushroom sausage of "Lingering Thoughts" that Oscar had just produced into her mouth.
A sharp blade sliced through the air, and just as it was about to graze Ning Rongrong, she vigilantly leaned back. Suddenly, two pairs of pale red wings sprouted from her back.
With no support, merely at Ning Rongrong's will, she "whooshed" out of the crescent blade's attack range. Like rockets, she and her companions, who also had two pairs of pale red wings on their backs, ascended into the air. They stopped at a height unreachable by the red mist, looking down at Yan and the others, who were once again stunned.
Of course, not everyone took flight.
As per their prior plan, Tang San did not join them in flying but remained in the mist to deal with the phantom.
Oscar, who had initially created an "Excited Pink Sausage" for Tang San and then worked tirelessly to produce six "Lingering Thoughts Mushroom Sausages," chuckled in the air. He gave Yan and the others a taunting thumbs-up, his finger pointing towards the ground amidst their stiffening expressions.
A gesture of utter disdain and provocation.
"How is this possible?"
On the high platform, Bibi Dong's expression changed slightly as she watched the Shrek Six monsters escape the red mist's range once more.
Yan, his anger instantly ignited, glared with eyes that spewed a circle of deep red flame.
"Fifth Soul Skill—"
Tang Sui, who had flown out of range with the help of the "Lingering Thoughts Mushroom Sausage," raised her hand. Her fifth, pitch-black soul ring flickered.
"Reincarnation Mask."
Dai Mubai and the others, who had rushed out of the range first, immediately entered combat. A second layer of amplification light, layered over the amplification effect of Tang Sui's first soul skill, descended. Miniature white masks, semi-transparent, circled Zhu Zhuqing and the others, yet did not hinder their attacks.
"Nine Treasures Have Names, One is: Strength!"
The ultimate support light of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda shone upon Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ma Hongjun.
Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai, who jointly launched a fierce assault on Yan, received a significant boost in power.
"Nine Treasures Have Names, Two is: Speed!"
Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai, excluding Ma Hongjun, received amplification.
Yan's defense, initially nonchalant, was made somewhat disheveled by the dense and coordinated attacks of the two.
"Nine Treasures Have Names, Three is: Soul!"
The light shone on Ma Hongjun, who was charging his fourth soul skill.
"Nine Treasures Have Names, Four is: Defense!"
After a moment of thought, Tang Sui, who had initially followed closely behind Ma Hongjun and then surged ahead of him, was illuminated by the light of defense.
The two masks, a fox and a monkey, vanished from Tang Sui's side. The next instant, they unexpectedly appeared behind the support soul master of the Spirit Hall Academy team, striking hard at one of the most vulnerable points of the human body – the "waist eye."
"Ah—!"
The sound of breaking bones and the support soul master's scream coincided.
"Not good!"
Yan's expression drastically changed, as they had overlooked an important issue.
That is, they had forgotten that Tang Sui's two artifact soul masters could ignore spatial limitations to a certain extent and appear in any blind spot to launch attacks!
"Brother Tao!"
The other two Spirit Hall学员s quickly evaded Ma Hongjun, intending to retreat and reinforce.
However, Tang Sui had no intention of letting them off so easily.
While the support soul master was screaming, Tang Sui had already closed in. A palm imbued with soul power fiercely struck out, pushing the air flow. The violent palm wind fell unreservedly onto the shoulder blade beneath her palm.
Blood filled his mouth, and the support soul master's scream abruptly stopped. The scenery before his eyes rapidly receded. His body, like a kite with a broken string, fell not only off the entire combat platform but also over the railing of the high platform plaza, plummeting directly towards the ground tens of meters below.
Fortunately, the Spirit Hall's Hall Guards were not merely for show.
A Hall Guard stationed at the edge, spotting the support soul master flying off, suddenly grew wings. He stomped his iron boots on the ground and rushed forward, catching the unconscious support soul master and placing him back on the plaza of the high platform, outside the competition area of the combat platform.
"First one."
Amidst the stunned gaze of the entire audience, Tang Sui, on whose profile it was clearly written "Support Type Soul Master," rotated her wrist and looked at the two remaining members of Spirit Hall, who were frozen halfway, unable to reinforce. A smile bloomed at the corner of her lips, a smile that made the two of them's hearts skip a beat.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Phoenix Sky-Shattering Strike!"
The cool air was stirred by the scorching flame wings, coiling into a hot vortex. Every brush against the air brought forth surging, scalding currents.
"Run!"
The two, jolted awake by the suddenly scorching air, their expressions drastically changed, they awkwardly dodged Ma Hongjun's fourth soul skill attack.
As they were chosen as one of the main players for the finals, they were not to be trifled with.
Ma Hongjun's fourth soul skill required targeting. As long as they avoided his attack path, they could evade the initial heavy blow.