Chapter 188

This Soul Fusion Technique was formed by combining the Golden Dragon King and the Spirit Eye; while driven by soul power, Tang Wulin's blood essence power and Huo Yutong's spiritual power also merged together, and under the sublimation of their threefold fusion, it produced a terrifying effect akin to world domination.

As soon as this Soul Fusion Technique manifested, Huang Jinchu's stature involuntarily trembled; this was not a spiritual attack but rather a deterrent effect approaching Dragon Might.

His expression changed involuntarily; knowing he was an Honored Douluo, though still some distance from a Super Douluo, being able to affect him even for an instant already says much.

Immediately afterward, it was as if the two sides had agreed beforehand; they launched their attacks simultaneously.

From the center of the red vertical pupil, a beam of light shot out, composed of gold, purple, and cyan light; wherever it passed, the air instantly twisted, chilling to the bone.

Meanwhile, the toad opened its mouth and spat out a crimson-gold light; that crimson-gold light was filled with metallic clang and icy hardness, and even more terrifying, when it appeared, the scorching heat caused the air to violently warp, gathering many contradictory factors into a near‑distorted hysterical madness, making the entire competition platform seem to have turned into a sea of lava under the flashing crimson‑gold of Red Dust Affection.

When the two beams collided in midair, the whole space of Star Net Plaza seemed to tremble.

Everyone stared fixedly at the two beams colliding at the center of the arena, eagerly awaiting the outcome of the collision.

And under the gaze of the multitude, the two beams exploded simultaneously.

A draw?

The thought had just arisen in everyone's mind when it was immediately rejected.

Because they saw that, at the instant the two beams exploded, a purple beam passed unaffected through the blast's light and shadow, heading straight for the massive toad that Red Dust Affection had become.

Huang Jinchu no longer dared to stand by; he stepped in front of that purple beam, his whole body suffused with rapidly flowing yellow aura, trying to block it.

Yet he failed; the purple beam was utterly unaffected by the yellow aura and struck him directly.

Huang Jinchu instantly felt his soul as if struck by a huge hammer, his gaze glazed over, and he knelt down in the center of the arena.

Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong's Soul Fusion Technique fused the powers of the Golden Dragon King and Spirit Eye, simultaneously possessing blood essence power, soul power, and spiritual power as three attack modes; just now, Red Dust Affection blocked only the blood essence and soul power, but could not stop the spiritual power.

If Huang Jinchu had not helped the Red Dust siblings block this strike, just this single blow would have been enough to reduce them to vegetative states for the rest of their lives.

At the same time, the lava surge that Red Dust Affection had formed on the arena did not cease, continuing to roll toward Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong.

Faced with this situation, the huge vertical pupil vanished into thin air, and the familiar slender figure reappeared.

The Ice Sky Dragon Emperor appeared again on the platform, and the grown Tang Wulin extended his left hand, pressing down into the void.

Next, a terrifying blizzard swept up, and the space inside the protective barrier was completely enveloped by the Ice Sky Dragon Emperor's Snow Dance Extreme Ice Domain, as if turned into another world.

Three seconds later, when the blizzard subsided, the lava covering the entire platform had cooled into solid state, frozen within the ice.

Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong supported each other as they stood on the platform; not far ahead, Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen had already turned into two ice sculptures, collapsed on the platform.

The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, showering several rays of sunlight onto the platform, like a spotlight announcing the match's result.

Thus far, the victory and defeat have been decided.

Seeing this, Star Net Plaza instantly burst into loud cheers.

At the start of this day, nobody imagined the match would end this way; Shilake Academy actually won by overwhelming force despite being far inferior in strength to the opponent.

Wang Yan let out a long sigh, his body suddenly relaxed, he leaned back in his seat, took off his glasses, and rubbed his eyes.

To say who was most weary along the way, it's probably Wang Yan; he hasn't slept well at night for the past month, constantly summarizing the opponent's data, analyzing the traits of their martial souls, and preparing tactics for the next match.

As the team leader teacher of this Shilake Academy cohort, his pressure is no less than that of the participating team members, even greater; he truly does not want these lovable kids to have struggled so hard only to lose to the opponent. Fortunately, the worst case never came to pass; Shilake won, and the team's efforts were not in vain.

Not only he felt relieved and comforted.

All Shilake team members were momentarily stunned, wanting to be happy but daring not to believe it was real.

On the city wall, Xu Jiawei chuckled, said something to Dai Hao beside him, and Dai Hao nodded in agreement.

On the spectator stand, an elderly man revealed a relieved smile, then his whole body turned into golden light and vanished silently into the crowd.

Their hearts were filled with joy, offering sincere praise to the two children on the field.

While some rejoiced, others grieved; at this moment, the player's bench of the Ri Yue Di Guo Royal Soul Engineer Academy was utterly silent.

They lost, they actually lost; despite Shilake's starting lineup only being able to field two people, they still lost.

For these students who could even be called geniuses in the Ri Yue Di Guo Empire, this is undoubtedly a huge blow; now they have all sunk into despondency.

Yet they cannot blame the Red Dust siblings who are the losers at this moment, because many of them have fought Tang Wulin and Huo Yutong before and know how terrifying they are.

Although they had predicted defeat before the Red Dust siblings took the field, people always harbor hopeful, wishful thinking; only when the fact truly befalls them can they completely give up.

Now, merely imagining how they will be criticized upon returning to the academy leaves them feeling mentally exhausted.

Regardless of joy or sorrow, others' thoughts have nothing to do with the pair of youths on the field.

Tang Wulin whispered, "Yutong, how did it feel performing in front of the White Tiger Duke?"

Huo Yutong blinked, then instinctively looked up at Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin's smile, under the sunlight, shone brilliantly.

"Even when we first entered Star Net Plaza, I noticed your mood was off; that figure on the city wall must be White Tiger Duke Dai Hao, right?"

He chose his words carefully, avoiding phrases like "your father" that would annoy Huo Yutong.

"……Mm."

Huo Yutong remained silent for a moment, then nodded lightly.

Tang Wulin gave a gentle smile, reached out, and rubbed her head.

"I know you're suffering now, but endure a few more years, Yutong; when the time comes, I'll accompany you to fulfill your wish."

While on the player's bench, he had always been wary of nearby people, making it inconvenient to comfort Huo Yutong; now, with the match over and no one around, he finally could do so.

"Mm." Hearing that, Huo Yutong's expression softened, she leaned her whole weight onto him, and said, "Thank you for caring about me, Wulin."

"Haha, isn't that just natural?"

Tang Wulin laughed lightly, and together with Huo Yutong he stepped down from the platform.

(End of chapter)