Chapter 260: The Fusion of Lovesick Heartbroken Red

Finally, it was Shrek Academy's turn to take the stage, and to everyone's satisfaction, their first-round opponent was the Bala Ke Kingdom.

"Brother Jian, good luck!"

Ning Rongrong gently and tenderly smoothed out his lapels.

The path down to the plaza required passing through a winding corridor, and all the teams waiting for their soul battles stood there watching the matches.

Qin Jian walked along, experiencing the gazes of Thunder Academy and Shenfeng Academy, the giggling cheers of Tianshui Academy, and a… passionate hug from Huo Wu.

"I'll be waiting for you to… defeat me," Huo Wu whispered in his ear.

Qin Jian stepped back half a pace and looked closely into her fiery red eyes, but he could not understand what was hidden within them.

"Bing'er has said a lot to me these past few days; she told me to prepare myself mentally…"

Huo Wu said softly, "I don't know what she wanted me to prepare for, but thinking about all the girls you've been with along the way, it seems none of them ended up without breaking up, so I think I understand what she was warning me about…"

As expected of excellent girls automatically locked onto by the God Trial, each of them possessed their own wisdom.

"Bing'er said you are a person of Ice and Fire Dual Heavens," Huo Wu suddenly said.

"Ice and Fire Dual Heavens?"

Qin Jian was speechless: "Isn't this talking about you yourselves?"

Huo Wu shook her head and said, "No, Bing'er said your heart is fiery, genuinely loving everyone, but your mind is ice-cold, clearly knowing what you need to do…"

She looked up at Qin Jian and said, "Even if it is painful, even if it is heartbreaking, you must walk on; this is your Ice and Fire Dual Heavens."

Qin Jian was stunned.

"Hey! That guy from Shrek Academy, are you going to fight or not? If you aren't, just admit defeat to me!"

The members of the Bala Team in the arena couldn't wait to get beaten up.

Qin Jian, already feeling complicated because of Huo Wu's words, exploded instantly.

"You're courting death!"

With a cold shout, Qin Jian's figure vanished from in front of Huo Wu; he didn't walk the path, but instead stepped on the railing and plummeted down in a flash.

The moment the referee announced the start of the match, Qin Jian charged forward.

"Bang, bang, bang…"

Without even activating his martial soul, he beat the opposing Soul Elder into a pulp; so-called "talking the toughest talk while taking the hardest beatings" was exactly this.

"Next."

Qin Jian stepped on the chest of his unconscious opponent without even glancing at the other side.

But his simple three words were like lighting a powder keg; seven or eight people from the Bala Ke Academy side immediately rushed up, charging toward him aggressively.

"All together? Fine."

A chill filled Qin Jian's eyes, and he wanted to hit them with a "beating version" of his Fourth Soul Skill.

"This is a competition, what do you think you are doing?"

But the next moment, a cold, gloomy voice came from Salas in the VIP seats, instantly intimidating the members of the Bala Team.

Salas said indifferently, "Please remember your status. Anyone who is not a contestant and enters the arena without the referee's permission will be immediately expelled from this tournament."

The explosive scene that was about to erupt was suppressed just like that, but the tension between Shrek Academy and Bala Ke Academy undoubtedly became much heavier.

It seemed as if the smell of gunpowder was beginning to spread…

But the next four matches left everyone feeling amused, because the Bala Team hadn't arranged a single Soul Ancestor; everyone who took the stage was a Soul Elder.

They were only fit to be beaten up by Qin Jian without him even using his martial soul.

It wasn't until the sixth contestant took the stage that Qin Jian became slightly serious, because this was a Soul Ancestor.

But the moment the opponent's martial soul was revealed, he was distracted again.

"A sunflower? You aren't the illegitimate son of Chrysanthemum Guan, are you?" Qin Jian said.

The opponent didn't understand what he was saying, but took it as mockery regardless.

"You will definitely pay the price for your foolish behavior!"

Trash talk never requires effort.

Qin Jian shrugged indifferently.

Having beaten down five people in a row, the hostility that had just arisen in him finally dissipated for the most part.

Only now did he understand why Liu Erlong was so violent; it turned out that beating people up really could make one's state of mind peaceful…

This opponent's First Soul Skill and Second Soul Skill were both poison-mist types; Qin Jian didn't even move his body, and the poisonous gas was completely neutralized by the Qiluo Tulip.

"This…"

The man was a bit dazed and had no choice but to use his Third Soul Skill and Fourth Soul Skill directly.

Intense light erupted from his martial soul, firing a golden beam of light over a meter wide.

"This sound, this beam, how is it exactly like a Prism Tower…"

Qin Jian muttered to himself, and just as he was about to activate his martial soul, his heart suddenly stirred, and golden-red light rings expanded from his body.

"That's right, how could I have forgotten this—Lovesick Heartbroken Red is known as the King of Flowers…"

Qin Jian stood in place as if nothing had happened, letting the golden light strike him, causing Huo Wu and the others on the sidelines to gasp in shock.

But the next moment, the smug smile that had just appeared on the opponent's face stiffened, because under the golden light, Qin Jian was completely unharmed.

Not only that, but faint red light flickered for an instant on six locations: his limbs, torso, and head.

Others didn't notice, but Qin Jian himself was instantly moved: "Is Lovesick Heartbroken Red merging with my suit that hasn't fully grown yet?"

"Boom, boom, boom!"

The opponent's Prism Tower kept blasting away, but Qin Jian's eyes became bright and clear.

Because he discovered that the suit, which was originally supposed to take until level 100 to fully grow, was actually growing faster now due to the integration of Lovesick Heartbroken Red; if it could be fully integrated, he would be able to have it fully grown when he reached a level 90 Title Douluo.

And it seemed to have already triggered a portion of its power…

At this moment, the Prism Tower opposite slowly vanished; the opponent had realized it was completely ineffective and had developed the intention to concede.

"Hey! Nobody likes a coward!"

It was rare for Qin Jian to start mocking someone.

"What did you say?!"

A single unintentional remark pierced the self-esteem of the lonely bachelor; the effect of this sentence was explosive, and the person opposite instantly blew up on the spot, his entire body's soul power surging and being sent entirely into his mobile Prism Tower.

"Boom! —"

Driven by rage, the opponent had a sudden burst of potential, and the beam of light actually reached a diameter of two meters!

"Go to hell!"

The opponent roared in anger, while Qin Jian smiled.

In his eyes, this Sunflower Spirit Master was simply a wonderful person; if it weren't for his martial soul triggering the autonomous counterattack of the Lovesick Heartbroken Red, the Fusion would not have begun.

Six rays of red light flickered quietly on his body, completely unnoticed by any of the big shots present, otherwise he feared he would be dragged off to be dissected immediately...

"Bang!"

Finally fully fused, a blood-colored radiance suddenly burst forth from Qin Jian's body, instantly rebounding and burning that Sunflower martial soul into charred remains.

Pitter-patter, some black specks fell down, and Qin Jian caught them casually: "This is... Caramel Sunflower Seeds?"

"Pfft!"

The person opposite vomited blood and retreated in defeat.

When the final Captain of the Bala Team took the stage, the entire arena erupted; after all, it was a gauntlet match, and it was rare to see the grand spectacle of a one-on-seven sweep in the Promotion Tournament.

The most miraculous thing was that, up until now, Qin Jian hadn't even activated his martial soul...

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(End of this chapter)