"Huh?"
Xiao Ruier also clearly noticed the anomaly, her eyes widened slightly as she let out a soft sound of surprise.
"Our Soul Power and Martial Souls… seem to be merging?" Tang Chuan's pupils contracted slightly, his face filled with disbelief as he spoke with excitement.
Suddenly, a layer of golden Dragon scales began to appear on Tang Chuan's body.
He only felt his strength, and even his mental force, escalating geometrically at an astonishing rate; it seemed Xiao Ruier could perform a Martial Soul Fusion with him!
At the same time, a dazzling golden light burst forth from both of them.
Hearing this, Xiao Ruier, on the other hand, appeared somewhat calm. She tightly gripped Tang Chuan's hand, and under the strong golden light, she raised her golden dragon spear with her left hand, its tip pointing directly at Zhao Wuji.
"This… what is going on?"
Seeing that some strange Fusion seemed to be happening to them, Zhao Wuji was also startled, his expression immediately becoming more serious as he said with a trembling voice.
He saw their palms clasped together, and a golden-green intertwined radiance subtly surged around their bodies. This strange and eerie energy fluctuation made his heart violently pound.
"Something's wrong, could it be a Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"
"I must stop them!"
At this thought, Zhao Wuji's pupils constricted, and his face suddenly changed drastically.
Although he didn't know what method the two had used, as a seven-ring Spirit Saint, he was already extremely sensitive to changes in Soul Power. He clearly sensed that the flow of Soul Power between them was far from simple healing; it was more like a Fusion.
A dangerous, uncontrollable Fusion!
The next second, the deep black seventh spirit ring on Zhao Wuji's body suddenly lit up, and terrifying Soul Power fluctuations erupted with a roar, like crashing thunder.
"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!"
Immediately after, his body underwent a massive transformation.
After the Great Strength Vajra Bear possessed him, Zhao Wuji's already extremely robust body rapidly swelled up like a balloon.
In the blink of an eye, his height exceeded five meters, his muscles bulged in an exaggerated manner, his brownish-yellow fur grew wildly, and he transformed into a true giant bear.
The next second, Zhao Wuji stomped his foot violently on the ground, his figure shooting out like a cannonball, carrying astonishing Qi waves, directly charging towards Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier!
Before his punch arrived, the Qi wave preceded it.
It seemed he wanted to forcefully interrupt the miraculous Fusion between the two!
However, at this moment, a magical scene appeared.
The moment Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier's bodies pressed together, a strange light distorted.
Within a radius of several hundred square meters, everything turned completely golden.
Immediately after, an illusory blue giant appeared behind the two, covered in a set of Dragon scale armor, with blue-gold vines Binding all over its body.
Even more strangely, a vertical eye appeared on its forehead, an Eye of Destiny identical to that of the Emperor Auspicious Beast, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, with golden light shining in its eyes.
Moreover, it held an illusory golden dragon spear in its palm!
At this moment, the aura emanating from the two had completely reached the level of a seven-ring Spirit Saint.
"Roar—!"
Amidst a clear Dragon's roar, the golden dragon spear in the blue giant's hand thrust out fiercely. The moment it struck, golden light suddenly burst forth, and the spear tip of the golden dragon spear turned a magnificent and transparent rose gold, tearing through space like two streams of water in its wake.
The spear tip instantly arrived before Zhao Wuji.
At this moment, even though Zhao Wuji had activated his Martial Soul Avatar, facing such pressure, he felt a chill down his spine, cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his steps involuntarily hesitated for a moment.
However, after activating his Martial Soul Avatar, he could use all Soul Skills except Martial Soul Avatar for thirty minutes without limitation, with their power increased to one hundred and fifty percent of their original strength. The Great Strength Vajra Bear's Martial Soul Avatar also came with a terrifying attribute of two hundred percent defense increase.
This was his last resort.
Just at this critical moment of life and death, a hawk's cry, piercing through clouds and cracking stones, suddenly came from the sky.
"Chirp—!!"
Immediately after, a deep, ancient, yet extremely urgent roar descended from high in the sky:
"Wuji, it's a Martial Soul Fusion Skill! Don't take it head-on, dodge quickly!"
Hearing this, Zhao Wuji was stunned, his mind suddenly returning to clarity, yet the enormous golden dragon spear was already at arm's length. The Soul Power vibrating from its tip caused the surrounding air to become distorted.
"Damn it!"
Roaring in anger, Zhao Wuji wanted to retreat, but he was still half a step too slow!
In an instant, the world collapsed!
"Boom!!!"
Within Soto City, an earth-shattering roar erupted.
A powerful Soul Power wave swept out like a hurricane!
The entire Soto City seemed to tremble with this single strike. A violent shockwave rapidly spread from the point of impact, street bricks instantly shattered, the ground collapsed, houses were shaken to and fro by the wind and waves, and smoke and dust filled the air!
"Rumble—!!!"
The entire area was in Chaos, dust rolled, and broken stones flew everywhere.
Gasps, whistles, and the sound of collapsing wooden beams intertwined.
Smoke and dust obscured the sky, even the moonlight could not penetrate. Everyone only saw the collision point, where blue-gold light flashed intensely, but they could not see the specific situation inside.
A moment later, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated.
Amidst the crumbling ruins, a tall, slender figure now stood beside Zhao Wuji.
The person wore a pair of crystal glasses, had a hooked nose, a thin build, and eyes as sharp as an eagle's. Behind him, a giant owl's phantom appeared, its wings half-spread, exuding immense pressure.
The seventh black spirit ring under his feet glowed with a faint light, and his Soul Power fluctuated intensely.
Clearly, he had also used his Martial Soul Avatar!
The next second, Zhao Wuji's body swayed, and with a gush, he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, then stumbled to the ground. Although his face was pale, he had not lost consciousness.
"Boss… why are you here?"
Looking up at the familiar figure, Zhao Wuji's voice was weak but full of surprise.
Hearing this, Flender turned around and glanced at Zhao Wuji, his eyes carrying a hint of worry, and he said in a deep voice: "Ever since you all left the Academy, my eyelid has been twitching non-stop. I always felt something might happen, so I rushed over immediately."
As his words fell, he then looked up ahead.
At this moment, the sky-filling smoke and dust had finally completely dispersed. The spot where Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier had been was now empty, as if they had never existed.
"They injured so many people from my Shrek Academy and just ran away like that?"
"But, what exactly is the background of these two, their strength is actually so formidable!"
Slightly stunned, Flender's brows furrowed lightly, his expression becoming more solemn as he muttered.
… … …
At this moment, in a secluded alley in Soto City.
Tang Chuan and Xiao Ruier were supporting each other as they slowly walked forward.
Both were panting, their steps faltering, their foreheads covered in fine sweat, clearly due to the severe depletion of both Soul Power and mental force from using the Martial Soul Fusion Skill earlier.
Just then, Xiao Ruier suddenly stopped and said, "I never thought that our first Soul Power contact would result in a Martial Soul Fusion, it's truly incredible! What do you think we should name our Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"
"A name?" Hearing this, Tang Chuan was slightly startled, also stopping. After a brief moment of thought, he said, "Let's just call it Blue Silver Destiny Dragon's Chant!"
"Blue Silver Destiny Dragon's Chant?"
"Blue Silver Destiny… Blue Silver Destiny Dragon's…"
Xiao Ruier murmured, repeating the name Tang Chuan had given.
The alley was long and dim, with occasional breezes stirring up a trace of dust.
Just as the two were about to exit the alley.
A tall, burly figure suddenly appeared silently in front of them.
He wore a tattered grey robe, his hood completely obscuring his face, and he carried a wine jar in his hand, looking like a drunkard.