Douluo: The Peerless Tang Sect - The Ordinary Life of a Supporting Character

Chapter 12: I thought it was a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

By the time the finals arrived, there were even more spectators around the arena. Not only were there freshmen, but even the high platform prepared for the teachers was full of people. In the middle sat a tall male teacher who looked to be about fifty years old. He was none other than Du Weilun, the Dean of Studies of the Martial Soul Department's Outer Academy.

The referee entered the assessment area, first read out the precautions, and then waved to the sidelines, signaling Wang Nan and the others to step onto the stage.

"Both parties share the same name."

"Wang Nan, Class 1, Level 28, Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master."

"Freshman Class One, Ling Luochen, Level 24 Control System Battle Soul Master."

"Class 1, freshmen, Gongyang Mo, level 32 auxiliary-type Battle Soul Master."

It wasn't that Wang Nan didn't want to report false information, but as the first person to use this tactic, others had already found out everything about their team.

"Ji Tongxuan, Class 9, Level 29, agility-based Battle Soul Master."

"Ji Hui, Class 9, freshman, a level 21 agility-attack type battle spirit master."

"Song Chang, Class 9, a Level 22 Power Attack-type Battle Soul Master."

Wang Nan had noticed this team's unique fighting style when he watched the battle before. Ji Tongxuan, who was an agility-based attacker, was their main attacker, while Song Chang, who was a power attacker, was responsible for restraining the enemy. As for Ji Hui, he had never been seen to make a move.

"The match begins!" The referee didn't give Wang Nan much time to think and announced the start of the final match with a single command.

Following the referee's instructions, Wang Nan and his two companions quickly closed the distance. Unlike the first match, this was not a ploy to lure the enemy in, but rather a last resort.

Wang Nan's team is still very afraid of opponents with one strong attacker and two agile attackers. After all, among the three of them, only Wang Nan has the ability to fight head-on. Once he is entangled, their own control and support teams will have almost no ability to resist the strong attackers and agile attackers.

Ji Tongxuan's team also saw through Wang Nan's weakness, and the three of them quickly attacked Gongyang Mo. Ji Tongxuan and Ji Hui both developed gray wings on their backs, which, although they couldn't make them fly, greatly increased their speed.

Logically, Ji Tongxuan and his two companions should have attacked from three directions. Even if Wang Nan were strong, he would be overwhelmed and unable to protect his teammates. However, Ji Tongxuan and Ji Hui stayed close together, and Song Chang's soul power level was not high, which allowed Wang Nan to block all the attacks.

However, Wang Nan did not dare to be careless. The more unique the team, the more cautious he should be. The fact that the opponent was able to reach the finals already said a lot.

"Could it be a martial soul fusion technique?" Wang Nan boldly guessed.

Although Ji Tongxuan and Ji Hui in front of me are tall and thin, they have some similarities in their features, so they might be brothers. It would be reasonable for them to have a martial soul fusion skill.

Wang Nan was fighting and pondering on the ring, and some people in the audience had the same guess.

"Teacher Wang, can you tell what kind of martial soul Ji Tongxuan has? They were always close together from the beginning, does that mean they have some kind of martial soul fusion technique?"

Another teacher sat next to Wang Yan, asking him a question in a low voice. Although Wang Yan was young, he was renowned among the teachers for his research on martial spirits.

"Ji Tongxuan's martial soul seems to be the Fiery Sparrow. There are no martial soul fusion skills related to this martial soul in Shrek Academy's records. However, our research on martial souls is only the tip of the iceberg. Given their formation, we cannot rule out this possibility."

On the arena, all three of Gongyang Mo's spirit rings were lit up, with red, orange, and yellow halos falling on Wang Nan. With Gongyang Mo's assistance, Wang Nan fought against three opponents, and the situation became a stalemate.

"With Gongyang Mo assisting me, and Ji Tongxuan, as an agility-type Soul Master, being able to fight me head-on, it's probably related to Ji Hui behind him. Soul fusion is a given. I just wonder what their Soul Fusion Skill is?"

"If it were a transformation-type skill like the Netherworld White Tiger, it would have used it against me long ago. So, it only has one strike left and intends to use it at a crucial moment?"

Thinking of this, Wang Nan narrowed his eyes, and his first and second soul rings lit up at the same time. He then used the Panlong Staff to smash towards Ji Tongxuan with a whooshing sound.

Since the Martial Soul Fusion Skill hasn't appeared yet, Wang Nan has to constantly be on guard. Rather than that, he might as well force them to make a move. Whatever their abilities are, the known ones are always easier to deal with than the unknown ones.

However, things turned out differently than Wang Nan expected. When the Panlong Staff came down, the opponent didn't use any martial soul fusion technique. Instead, a red pattern appeared on the wings on Ji Tongxuan's back, and Ji Hui behind him coughed up a mouthful of blood.

This is--

Du Weiren's eyes widened suddenly on the platform. He was about to get up when a hand pressed him down.

"Dean?" A figure had appeared beside Du Weiren without his noticing.

"Let's see," Yan Shaozhe said, looking towards the arena. As the dean of the Martial Soul Department, he rarely attended the freshman finals in previous years, so his presence this time was naturally for other reasons.

Wang Yan had the same reaction as Du Weiren, but he did not get up immediately. Instead, he turned his gaze to Du Weiren in the middle of the platform and said nothing more after seeing Yan Shaozhe.

Wang Nan was naturally unaware of what was happening offstage; his mind was entirely focused on the battle before him. Boosted by his first and second soul skills, he had already unleashed several strikes in succession, which Ji Tongxuan effortlessly parried. However, Ji Hui's expression grew increasingly grim.

At first, Wang Nan thought that his attack frequency was too fast and did not give the opponent a chance to use the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, but he soon realized that something was wrong. His attack seemed to have landed on Ji Hui.

Unlike his previous battle with Chen Zifeng, where Wang Nan could sense his force being redirected, leaving Chen Zifeng unharmed, now every attack of his landed squarely on Ji Tongxuan, while Ji Hui on the other side was the one who was injured.

Although he didn't know what was going on with the Ji brothers, Wang Nan knew that this stalemate couldn't continue. Gongyang Mo behind him was simultaneously maintaining three soul skills, and his soul power was being consumed extremely quickly. Even a Soul Master couldn't hold out for long; they needed to speed things up.

With this in mind, Wang Nan stopped holding back, communicating with the sea of ​​consciousness and gripping the Panlong Staff with both hands.

Ji Tongxuan had also made preparations before the battle, so he naturally knew how Yu Chenyu had flown out of the arena that morning. When he saw Wang Nan's actions, he was so anxious that he pulled Ji Hui in front of him to block the attack.

Ji Hui was suddenly pushed forward, completely unprepared to defend himself. If this blow landed, it wouldn't just be a simple injury. After all, it was just a freshman assessment, not a life-or-death battle. The moment the Panlong Staff fell, Wang Nan had already withdrawn his strength, his eyes turning to the referee beside him.

However, before the referee could speak, Ji Tongxuan suddenly let out a loud cry, and the red patterns on his wings reappeared. Accompanied by a burst of light, his wings were dyed red. Ji Hui's soul power flowed into Ji Tongxuan's body through the point of contact between the two.

(End of this chapter)