Chapter 207: Flame

"Damn!" Xing Yu muttered silently in his heart.

This was specially prepared by them to counter the Spirit Hall's competing teams, but it was forced out by the Thunder Team.

Soul Fusion Technique, Light of the Stars!

The two Soul Ancestors who performed the Soul Fusion Technique are the Agile Attack-type Soul Master and the Defense-type Soul Master in the team.

Their martial souls are Starlight Fox and Mirror Shield, seemingly unrelated, yet they have a very high compatibility.

Beams of starlight shoot out; the first beam hits, and the Soul Master falls into a sluggish state; the second beam hits, reducing all attributes by thirty percent; the third beam hits, detonating the first two beams and dealing massive damage.

The starlight released by the Soul Fusion Technique numbered in the hundreds, and a member of the Thunder Team was struck by all three beams.

"Boom boom boom"

The successive explosions left several Thunder Team members heavily wounded, forcing them out of the competition.

Even Yu Tianxin was hit by two beams, the sluggish state plus the attribute reduction makes his condition far from optimistic.

On the Thunder Team side, only Lei Ying and Yu Tianxin remain.

"Fine, let's concede. If both of us are injured, tomorrow's match will be a disaster," Yu Tianxin said, looking at Lei Ying, intending to concede.

"Alright."

Lei Ying, unusually not objecting, agreed with Yu Tianxin's suggestion.

With the Thunder Team conceding, the advancement situation became uncertain.

Tiandou Royal Team earned two points, Shenfeng Team scored none, and the other three teams each earned one point.

"They actually concealed the Soul Fusion Technique; if they had used it against us earlier, we probably wouldn't have been able to beat them," Zhao Tianhe said with relief.

Compared to Group Five's situation, the other teams' group matches were relatively normal.

The Sleek Team, in Group Two, unsurprisingly secured two points, making their advancement to the next round unlikely to be an issue.

In Group Two's five teams, besides Sleek, which is an All Soul Sect team, the other four each have one or two Soul Ancestors and are not particularly strong.

"Too easy, we're about to make the top sixteen," Oscar said casually.

The Sleek members chimed in, saying they were weaker than any team they faced in the Preselection.

"It's a pity we can't watch Group Five; otherwise we could use the chance to gauge their strength," Zhao Wuji said.

They all knew Group Five's situation: five teams, four of which have Soul Kings, and the Shenfeng Team mixed among them is undoubtedly the most disadvantaged.

"Look, it's them," Ma Hongjun said, having seen the five teams in Group Five.

Compared to other groups, their group's situation was the worst; every team had members severely injured.

"Hiss, the Group Five matches were more intense than imagined; so many members got injured."

Yu Xiaogang inhaled a cold breath, curious about Group Five's matches, wondering what had happened to cause so many injuries.

"The Thunder Team's apparent strength should be the strongest among the five teams; why do they have the most injuries?" Fulangde asked in confusion.

It should be noted that the Thunder Team's substitutes are all Soul Ancestor level, while other teams can't even field a Soul Ancestor; most have Soul Ancestors accompanied by Soul Elders.

Tie Li stood at the front of the team, recalling the feeling of being watched during today's matches.

Someone watching me from the shadows?

In today's match, Tie Li never used the Thunder Dragon Six Tones; he relied on soul skills and his self‑created soul skill to fight, which was the main reason.

The first that came to mind was the Spirit Hall; this is their territory, and only they could do that.

Back in the lounge, Zhao Tianhe asked about everyone's injuries.

Except for Tie Li and Ning Ning, everyone else was injured; the more serious wounds reached muscles and bones, which will surely affect the next day's match.

"You two go rest first; I'll handle things here," Zhao Tianhe said to Tie Li and Ning Ning.

"Alright."

Tie Li thought it over, feeling he couldn't be of much help staying, and decided to return to his room to rest.

"You are a surviving disciple of the Fenglei Sect?"

As Tie Li headed back to his room, a discordant voice sounded behind him.

He turned and saw a fiery red silhouette, with an ordinary face but a massively built body, rare flame patterns, and a pair of dark red eyes looking at Tie Li with a mocking grin.

"I want to know one thing: when the Fenglei Sect was destroyed, how did you escape?"

Tie Li recognized the visitor's identity: Yan, a Golden Generation member of the Spirit Hall, who possesses the Flame Lord martial soul.

His purpose was simple: to provoke Tie Li.

"Why are you silent? Did I hit a sore spot? Hahaha."

"I'm curious, you alone dare come here to provoke me?"

"You think you can beat me?" Yan's gaze turned cold; as a Golden Generation member of the Spirit Hall, he was exceedingly arrogant about his own strength.

"It's not about thinking; you simply don't deserve it."

"You're courting death!"

Yan suddenly erupted in anger, taking a long stride forward; scorching soul power enveloped his fist, which slammed toward Tie Li's face.

"Smack"

Tie Li easily caught the punch, and black thunder surged from his palm like a raging Poison Snake attacking Yan.

Yan's pupils snapped shut; only by experiencing it firsthand can one grasp the terror of black thunder.

In terms of attribute level, Yan lacks an advantage. His martial soul is the Flame Lord, a tremendously powerful martial soul, but compared to top‑tier souls like the Quaking Dragon Hammer, there is a gap.

To avoid injury, Yan immediately entered Martial Soul Possession State, and the optimal Soul Ring Configuration of two yellows, two purples, and one black appeared.

His already massive frame instantly stretched to three meters; fire rock formed a heavy armor on his body, and the flame patterns on him radiated scorching heat.

"Hm?"

A flash of black light flickered in Yan's eye corner; before he could react, his chest was struck by three rapid straight kicks, each landing harder than the last, and the armor formed by fire rock sprouted fine cracks.

"Bang"

The left leg turned the endurance of three successive straight kicks into overpowering attack strength, and suddenly a foot struck Yan in the chest.

Originally just fine cracks, now a collapsed depression has appeared.

Now the fierce, rapid counterattack caught Yan off guard; he didn't even have time to release his soul power before suffering a major loss in Tie Li's hands.

Yan, flung backward, was about to use a soul skill to turn the tide.

"Bastard." Yan shouted angrily.

Two figures blocked his path—none other than Hu Liena and Xie Yue, who had arrived earlier.

"Right now, winning or losing doesn't mean much; when we get to the match, we'll defeat him then." Xie Yue said to Yan seemingly magnanimously, but in truth he himself had no confidence—whether Yan could regain his standing was uncertain.

"The Fenglei Sect was annihilated by our Spirit Hall, and you, a remnant of the Fenglei Sect, will ultimately be nothing more than our stepping stone." Hu Liena said.

This is a path the Spirit Hall specially laid for them; they also need this stepping stone to highlight themselves.

(End of chapter)