Ye Wu charged forth majestically with his blue flames burning.
The next moment, the students of third grade class one were staring in bewilderment. It was a slap! The Hell White Tiger had only needed to slap Ye Wu, and he was sent flying.
It was clear that the Hell White Tiger's two front claws were covered in scale-like armor. These were Wu Siduo's four pieces of battle armor, which were particularly effective in the martial soul fusion skill. They had truly expended much thought and care on this matter.
The martial soul fusion skill had closed and even exceeded the gap between their ability levels. Ye Wu was slapped until he was left dizzy and confused. His eight pieces of blue-colored battle armor glimmered with radiance as they released a light blue shield, protecting him from injury but with great effort. His face remained filled with fear.
She was exceptionally powerful!
This had absolutely surpassed an ordinary soul master's cultivation base! It had proven itself to be the martial soul fusion skill.
The Hell White Tiger gracefully leaped forward through the air as it attacked Ye Wu once again.
No longer daring to another high-speed collision anymore, Ye Wu turned around and fled.
The biggest problem with the martial soul fusion skill was its sustainability. His best option now was to rely on his extreme speed to run away and keep the Hell White Tiger from catching up.
But Wu Siduo's speed had increased twofold in the form of Hell White Tiger, compared to when she was the Hell Civet. More importantly, although Ye Wu's method was powerful as evidenced by the battle earlier, it had a drawback and that was his trajectory!
There was no way to effectively change one's direction when one was dashing at such speeds.
Wu Siduo had earlier realized that Ye Wu could only slightly adjust his direction while running unrestrainedly. He was incapable of turning or even backing away much.
This was the price of extreme speed.
She became aware of this earlier when she was in the White Tiger and Hell Civet form, but could not capture him due to her speed. However, the situation had changed.
The Hell White Tiger instantly turned around and dashed ahead. Based on his momentum, Ye Wu would certainly come through this direction.
Stop and attack!
Wu Siduo was not only powerful physically, but mentally as well. Having a great knowledge of battlefield tactics was what made her one of the top ten students in the Genius Youth Ranking. Not even Tang Wulin could completely outshine her in first grade class one. She was still among the best in terms of individual strength.
When Ye Wu realized that the Hell White Tiger was blocking his path, he already knew he was in big trouble. He clenched his teeth as blue flames leaped about the eight pieces of armor on his body. He curled himself into a ball and rolled toward the Hell White Tiger, protected by the armor and his awesome blaze.
Unfortunately for him, he didn't notice that Hell White Tiger was burning when he curled into a ball!
A layer of twisted fire with unidentifiably colored flames scorched from the Hell White Tiger's body. Its flesh instantly seemed even more unreal, but its eyes turned unusually bright within the blaze.
The fierce blast exploded across the ground. The Hell White Tiger's enormous body almost disintegrated and transformed into countless light streams before gathering into Wu Siduo who flew backward again.
But her opponent was even weaker. The light shield around Ye Wu's body had shattered, and he had been blasted out like a cannonball. He collided with the protective cover on the sparring arena before he bounced back and slammed the ground ferociously.
Wu Siduo's face was ghastly pale as she kneeled onto the ground. Her breathing was rapid. Her body shivered slightly. She did not mind burning out her Hell White Tiger's strength in that one strike. She could sense that it should have succeeded.
Two streams of white light descended from the sky and fell around both her and Ye Wu separately.
Wu Siduo could feel a comforting warmth spread through her entire body all at once. The severe weakness from earlier was recovering rapidly. Even the counter-charge that came with the martial soul fusion skill had decreased substantially.
Two streams of white light descended from the sky and fell around her body and Ye Wu's separately.
"Huuu..." She exhaled as she slowly stood up.
On the other side, it took a few seconds before Ye Wu raised his head with great effort below the reflection of the white light. He propped himself from the ground and stood up.
By then the glow of the eight pieces of battle armor on his body was dimmer. He was covered in dust, dirt, and even had blood on his lips. Yes, he was still injured despite being under the armor's protection.
"First grade class one, Wu Siduo wins!" Elder Cai glanced at the two of them and announced the result.
Both were actually defeated and wounded in this match. Ye Wu had been knocked out despite having eight pieces of battle armor. However, Wu Siduo was already rendered incapable of continuing. However, a match was still a match, and at least Wu Siduo did not faint so she won by a narrow margin.
The muscles on Ye Wu's face were visibly twitching. His injuries were quickly healing under the reflection of the Holy Spirit Douluo's light. He gave a thumbs up at Wu Siduo's direction with a forced smile before he stepped down from the stage dejectedly.
Wu Siduo frowned hard.
In actuality, her opponent did not necessarily lose. If each was given adequate time to rest, she would certainly lose in a life and death battle.
The Holy Spirit Douluo's light was able to heal injuries and recover one's strength, yet it was incapable of resolving her martial soul fusion skill's counter charge. It was impossible for her to launch the Hell White Tiger anymore while Ye Wu who was healed only needed to rest for a while before he could continue to fight.
She was not yet powerful enough. She needed to become even stronger.
However, Wu Siduo believed that — given adequate time of one to two years — Ye Wu would no longer be a worthy opponent for her regardless. It seemed like she would have to look for a compatible second soul spirit for her White Tiger martial soul. One that was just like Yuanen Yehui's.
She had already made Yuanen Yehui her goal without noticing.
It was now a winning streak of two, with the first and second grade's team being victorious twice in a row.
The students from third grade class one had already stopped talking, while students from the first and second grade seemed like they were drowning in a sea of happiness.
There was a difference of three years between each grade! Yet, they were still capable of winning twice under such circumstances. In reality, they had already won the respect of others through this sparring competition.
The Holy Spirit Douluo withdrew her holy light and could not help nodding gently. "The new generation of children are gifted with superb natural talents. Each of their twin martial souls had its own characteristic. This will become the generation with limitless possibilities in the future. But why haven't I seen Tang Wulin onstage?" She had very deep memories of Tang Wulin.
The Scarlet Dragon Zhuo Shi who sat behind her said, "Tang Wulin will be taking part in the two-against-two match alongside Gu Yue. He'll also be participating in the group battle later."
Yali spoke in slight astonishment, "So who is going to represent the first and second grade's team in the final one-to-one match? Is it going to be that young lad from the Holy Angel Clan?"
"I don't think so. It is Ye Xinglan who had formerly left the court."
"Xinglan? It is that little girl. Take a good look at her. See how far she has come."
Song Lin's expression turned somewhat unpleasant now, but she did not blame Ye Wu. They lost the first two matches not because her own students were not working hard or because the other party was too fortunate. There was a genuine difference in their strengths.
Yuanen Yehui and Wu Siduo were both at least five years younger than her own students. They were almost definitely entering the inner court in the future. Moreover, it was highly possible that they would become important personages of the inner court. But she remained recalcitrant. It was far too embarrassing for the third grade students to lose to the lower grades.
"Mo Jue." Song Lin's gaze glowed.
"I understand. Don't worry, Teacher Song. We will definitely win the third match!" It was not known how long Mo Jue had been beside Song Lin. She raised her chin proudly.
Song Lin's expression relaxed a little. "Not only will you win this match, but we will not tolerate any losses in the matches that follow. The time to defend the honor of third grade class one is upon us."
Her voice was calm, but the students by her side were in high spirits. "Yes, so what if all of you are gifted with outstanding talent. It is our third grade's time right now."
Mo Jue did not jump onto the stage but walked step by step along the pedestal.
"Mo Jue is about to strike now."
"Look, it's Mo Jue!"
Under the stage, students from every grade broke into a discussion at once.