Chapter 161: Snow Dance of Ice and Snow · Frost Phoenix
Part 1: Frost Phoenix
When the dust settled, the others on the viewing platform finally saw clearly what had happened.
Huyan Li knelt on one knee, the ice armor on his body already shattered for the most part, revealing several bloodstains under his skin.
Although his injuries were not serious, the disheveled state he was in was undeniable.
He raised his head to look at Lin Yang, his eyes full of wariness and suspicion.
A single strike, and his defense was broken?
"Not a bad defense!" Lin Yang said, his expression calm.
"If it were someone else, they wouldn't be able to stand up after this blade strike."
Huyan Li's mouth twitched, not knowing whether to take this as a compliment or a mockery.
At this moment, Feng Xiaotian, flying in the sky, had fanaticism and excitement in his eyes.
"Just now... that was your self-created Soul skills, right?"
"You could say that," Lin Yang nodded.
"I see. Lin Yang, you have really opened my eyes today. I am convinced."
Lin Yang rolled his eyes: "Are we still fighting or not?"
"Of course," Feng Xiaotian whistled loudly. "Everyone, if you don't want to lose too miserably, then use your full strength."
After speaking, Feng Xiaotian dived down and initiated the attack first.
This time he did not use his self-created Soul skills.
He realized that in front of Lin Yang, using a self-created Soul skills was like showing off one's skills before an expert.
So he planned to restrain Lin Yang and buy opportunities for others.
"You are quite good at sacrificing yourself for others."
Lin Yang snorted, his figure instantly disappeared from where he stood, and the next moment he appeared in front of Feng Xiaotian.
"Wind Blade Array!"
The wolf wings behind him shook violently, and overwhelming wind blades whistled over.
Flames hissed between Lin Yang's teeth, and he slashed out, creating a crimson tornado.
Second Form · Bi Luo Tian · Vortex!
The huge flame tornado swallowed the wind blades, slammed into Feng Xiaotian's body, and instantly sent him flying.
"Blue Lightning Dragon Strike!"
At this moment, a dragon roar exploded, and a small blue dragon condensed with terrifying energy, rushing towards Lin Yang with claws and teeth.
Lin Yang's body twisted in the air, and the iron piece in his hand slashed out: Fifth Form · Train!
The huge flame wheel split the small blue dragon in two, and explosions rang out one after another.
At this moment, Huo Wu and Huo Wushuang, the brother and sister, attacked together.
Ice Seal!
Shui Binger's cold ice had not yet condensed into shape when it was smashed to pieces by Lin Yang's Sharp Metal, and then he kicked the Huo siblings away one by one.
Sixth Form · Eternal Night Lonely Moon · Nothingness!
With one slash, countless moon blades spread out in a fan shape from the front, instantly submerging the seven people.
At this moment, the viewing platform was silent.
The students of the Five Elemental Academies were all trying to digest the same fact: Lin Yang was really using a broken piece of iron to suppress the elites of their academies.
For a long time, I don't know who took a deep breath first, and the silence was broken, then turned into messy discussions.
"What kind of Soul skills is this?"
"Haven't you seen it yet? No Martial Soul, no Soul Ring, this is a self-created Soul skills."
"But... but this is... too many."
"Who says it isn't."
In the cognition of the students of the Five Elemental Academies, self-created Soul skills is a field that only a few Soul Masters with amazing talent and Comprehension Ability can touch.
Just like a Genius with full Soul Power like Feng Xiaotian.
Creating a move like 'Storm Devil Wolf Thirty-Six Consecutive Slashes' is enough to suppress his peers.
But what about Lin Yang?
He uses self-created Soul skills at will, and every move is different, and even the characteristics of the Soul skills are completely different.
The two characteristics of scorching brightness and treacherous changes can be switched so casually, completely unrestricted, and used however he wants.
Can't control, can't beat, can't defend, can't run.
How is this supposed to be played?
It was at this moment that a scream came from the Tianshui Academy direction.
Above the training ground, a large dark cloud appeared at some point, and cold rain poured down.
A blue-white beam of light shot straight up, and the freezing rain turned into snowflakes, rotating and dancing in the air like sharp blades.
Finally, it converged into a huge ice and snow vortex.
Something seemed to be brewing in the vortex.
If Lin Yang made a move now, it would be easy to break their Martial Soul Fusion.
But it was an exchange and learning session, not a life-and-death battle, so there was no need for such fuss.
Moreover, he also wanted to see with his own eyes how powerful the Martial Soul Fusion that everyone had high hopes for really was.
"Clang—!"
A loud sound pierced the clouds, and a blue ice Phoenix flapped its wings and flew out of the vortex.
The azure wings were fully spread, more than ten meters long, magnificent and elegant, like a real Phoenix descending.
Shui Binger and Xue Wu were still standing at the front, and the others had consciously retreated behind them.
Tianshui Academy's Martial Soul Fusion, Snow Dance of Ice and Snow · Frost Phoenix!
The Martial Soul Fusion used by two level 40 Soul Sects is definitely no less powerful than the full strike of a Soul Emperor.
As the cold current surged, thick frost had covered the entire venue.
"Be careful!"
Shui Binger and Xue Wu shouted together, then raised their hands and pointed at Lin Yang.
The Frost Phoenix dived down, the majestic energy poured down, and locked onto Lin Yang's body.
Lin Yang looked at the iron piece in his hand that could no longer hold up.
Let's decide the victory with one move!
Fifteenth Form · Solar Storm!
Lin Yang's Soul Power surged, and the cracked iron piece in his hand let out an unbearable wail.
Boom—!
White light erupted, and a scorching sun appeared out of thin air above the venue.
The light was too dazzling, and everyone subconsciously closed their eyes.
However, even from dozens of meters away, a storm mixed with scorching heat poured in continuously.
There was a scorching stinging sensation on the skin, as if the whole person had been thrown into the desert, being roasted by a real sun.
Boom boom boom—!
The blazing white light and the azure cold current collided violently in mid-air.
No stalemate, no tug-of-war.
The scorching sun swallowed the Frost Phoenix with a destructive force.
And as the initiators of the Martial Soul Fusion, Shui Binger and Xue Wu both groaned, their faces turning pale.
The Frost Phoenix wailed, and the sound of ice crystals shattering was as dense as rain.
The cold current was forced back by the heat wave, and the frost covering the venue melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, steaming up large clouds of white mist.
At this moment, everyone on the viewing platform widened their eyes and stared at the white mist.
When the white mist dissipated slightly, everyone saw Lin Yang standing straight in the center of the field, with no iron piece in his hand.
And opposite him, Shui Binger and Xue Wu were both half-kneeling on the ground.
Shui Binger bit her lip, supporting the ground to stand up, but found her legs weak, unable to use any strength for a moment.
She looked up at Lin Yang, her eyes full of complexity.
Unwillingness, shock, and even a trace of admiration that even she couldn't explain.
It was the first time in her life that she had been so powerless in front of a peer.
Xue Wu was supporting her on the side, whispering: "Binger, are you okay?"
Shui Binger shook her head, took a deep breath, and finally stood firm.
She looked up at Lin Yang, her voice a bit hoarse, but exceptionally clear: "We lost!"
After speaking, she took a deep look at Lin Yang, then supported each other with Xue Wu and slowly left the field.
Huo Wushuang, Yu Tianxin and others looked at each other, their mouths smiling bitterly.
The scorching heat wave just now still remained on their skin. If it weren't for the Frost Phoenix, they would have already lost.
They shook their heads tacitly and conceded one after another.
"Lin Yang!"
Huo Wu suddenly stepped forward, her eyes full of Battle Intent.
"We lost convincingly this time, but don't be too proud too early. I will pay back this kick sooner or later."
Lin Yang raised his eyes and showed a smile, "Okay!"
Looking at Lin Yang's dark eyes, Huo Wu didn't know why, her eyes suddenly dodged.
Then she snorted coldly and left with Huo Wushuang.
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