"The first soul skill of the third-generation Vermilion Bird actually has two forms? Who exactly is he?"
Below the arena, not only were Huo Wushuang and his sister shocked, but even their aunt Huo Miao was very surprised by the effect of Wang Qi's first soul skill.
Two completely different soul skill characteristics, this could be used as two soul skills. You should know that even the first soul skill of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, which is said to have two effects, is essentially a soul skill.
Wang Qi's first soul skill has two forms in the true sense, a defensive form and a control form. Therefore, the higher the level of the soul master, the more they understand the potential of Wang Qi's soul skill. If it is a ten-thousand-year soul skill, its effect is second only to a hundred-thousand-year soul skill.
The semi-finals are in full swing. When Wang Qi is meditating, he also watches the soul battles of the Great Soul Master group. Unexpectedly, Huo Wushuang, who is highly popular in the Great Soul Master group, was directly eliminated.
"Aunt, Huo Wu, how is it? Is Brother Wang Qi injured?" Huo Wushuang asked, wiping sweat with a towel and panting heavily.
"Injured? Wushuang, your friend has great potential. If he's lucky enough to become a Title Douluo, the world will probably have another 'Haotian Douluo'."
Huo Miao's words shocked Huo Wushuang and his sister. Huo Wushuang respected the strong, while Huo Wu admired them. They had heard more than once about the Haotian Douluo's battle against the three Title Douluos of the Spirit Hall, ending with one seriously injured and two lightly injured, a result that had truly shocked the Huo Wushuang and his sister for a long time.
Huo Miao's explanation was talent, an unparalleled combat talent. Indeed, the Ring Explosion technique was a very powerful secret technique, but no matter how powerful the Ring Explosion technique was, or how strong the Haotian Nine Absolutes were, it all depended on how much the user could utilize it.
To fight and win against two Title Douluos with top-tier martial souls and higher soul power, and a Super Douluo with a level 95 martial soul, at the level of 92, was definitely not something that could be achieved by a single secret technique. More importantly, it was a combat talent. It sounded far-fetched, but in reality, it was a aptitude.
A talent that high-potential offensive and agile attack-type Soul Masters can only dream of, a talent that allows them to unleash two, or even more, combat power from one.
"You two don't need to be shocked. Combat talent is important, but a Soul Master's cultivation talent is equally crucial. With his current Soul Power level, his innate Soul Power is destined to be low, limiting his future achievements. Even if he becomes invincible among his peers, he'll only be effective at the Soul King or Soul Emperor level."
"But if you two cultivate diligently, reaching Soul Saint, Soul Douluo, or even Title Douluo in the future, the difference in Soul Power level alone won't be easily overcome."
Huo Miao's original intention was to suppress Wang Qi to motivate Huo Wushuang and her brother to cultivate harder. Who knew that after their initial unpleasant meeting, they would become friends?
"Auntie, Wang Qi is my friend. I don't want you to belittle my friend in front of me." Huo Wushuang looked earnestly at Huo Miao, watching Wang Qi meditating and cultivating below the arena.
"Auntie, you underestimate me. With my abilities, even if we reach the same level, I won't lose to anyone." Huo Wu stared at Wang Qi with wide eyes, her gaze filled with intense fighting spirit.
"What kind of spell did that brat cast on you two? He made you stop and keep watching the match. Let's see who the final winner is and see if we can get the prize."
Huo Miao was also a little helpless, unsure of what to say to the siblings.
An hour passed quickly, and Wang Qi, who hadn't expended much energy, returned to the arena. Seeing the pallor on his opponent, Guard Number Three's face, he knew the match was in the bag.
The Golden Flame Fruit was also secured. Not only had his opponent's soul power and stamina not fully recovered, but even if they had, they wouldn't be a match for Wang Qi. The difference lay in how much effort it took.
"Next is the final of our Soul Battle competition. After two rounds of selection and three matches, we now stand before the two strongest individuals selected from over seventy Soul Masters."
"Let's welcome the biggest dark horse of this Soul Battle, the third-generation Vermilion Bird contestant with level fourteen soul power who has fought multiple times against opponents of higher levels!"
"Let me welcome the strongest soul power in this Soul Battle, the third contestant from the Guard Team who has fought his way through all obstacles and swept aside his opponents!"
"The following matches will surely be a fierce battle, so who will ultimately win and gain the right to challenge our young master? Let's wait and see, the match begins!"
The referee gave a long speech to stir up the atmosphere, and Wang Qi and the Guard Team soldier completed their Martial Soul Possession before the match began.
The soldier's Martial Soul was the Flame Leopard, a high-level Martial Soul, fast and powerful, its difficulty in dealing with him was no less than that of the Guard Team soldier number five whom Wang Qi had defeated in the semi-finals.
Unfortunately, Guard Team number three was injured and had not fully recovered, so he could not make any big moves. In the end, he was bound by Wang Qi's Flaming Body Binding and kicked off the stage.
Thus, Wang Qi won the 'champion' of the Soul Master group, and also basically secured a Golden Flame Fruit.
Lin Yan's two 'sons' weren't particularly strong. The Soul Master son's Soul Power level was only thirteen, and his Martial Soul wasn't top-tier—just an ordinary high-level Martial Soul.
It could be said that Lin Yan's Soul Master sons posed no threat to Wang Qi, or rather, Lin Yan hadn't intended to keep the Golden Flame Fruit for himself.
His mission in Blazing Fire City was to open up new markets. Blazing Fire City had a very high proportion of Soul Masters, and due to its local characteristics, its people were very wealthy. Once connections were established, the Great Soul Arena would have access to many Soul Master resources.
Making money while simultaneously consolidating the Great Soul Arena's power—this outcome was far greater than just two Golden Flame Fruits.
Sure enough, as everyone expected, the 'champions' of both the Soul Master and Great Soul Master groups easily won, obtaining the Golden Flame Fruit.
Wang Qi examined the Golden Flame Fruit in his hand, marveling at the good things he'd encountered while traveling, and couldn't help but marvel at the wealth of the Great Soul Arena.
Among the younger generation of the five major families in the Great Soul Arena, only the first-generation disciples had the opportunity to enjoy such treasures; the rest probably wouldn't even get their hands on one.
"You brat, are you planning to keep your Golden Flame Fruit for yourself or sell it to pay off your debt? If you're selling it, I'm willing to pay thirty thousand—no, fifty thousand—gold soul coins for that Golden Flame Fruit you have."
Huo Miao's voice reached Wang Qi's ears. He shook his head, looking at Huo Wu standing behind Huo Miao, holding the Golden Flame Fruit.
"I'm keeping this Golden Flame Fruit for myself."
After saying that, Wang Qi found the person in charge of the Great Soul Arena, arranged a room, and then ate the Golden Flame Fruit.
(End of Chapter)