"Damn it! White Tiger Divine Destruction!"
"Netherworld Hundred Claws!"
After suffering heavy injuries from the Shi brothers, Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun were completely consumed by rage. They also understood that unless they dealt with these two first, they would never have a chance to perform their Martial Soul Fusion Technique.
As soon as the two of them tried to get close, the opponents would simply swap their positions.
"Xuanwu Shield!"
The Shi brothers raised their shields simultaneously.
With two clang sounds, Dai Weisi's fists and Zhu Zhuyun's claws struck their shields, but couldn't even leave a crack.
"These two underestimate the Shi brothers," Tianlin shook his head with disdain, "Even if Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun were at full strength, they might not be a match for the Shi brothers. Now, after expending so much soul power and taking such heavy injuries, they have no chance of winning."
Everyone could see that the outcome was already decided. There was no need for anyone else to step in—the well-rested Shi brothers alone were enough to ensure victory.
At this moment, Yu Tianheng suddenly shouted, "Shi Mo, Shi Mu, stop! Let them fuse!"
"What?"
Everyone was shocked, thinking Yu Tianheng was being too arrogant. Even with a huge advantage, one should never let their guard down.
A lion uses its full strength even to hunt a rabbit—that's how battles should be fought.
Besides, the Star Luo Empire's Dai-Zhu duo's fusion technique, the Netherworld White Tiger, was famous across the land. Once they completed their fusion, their strength would far surpass that of average Soul Kings. At that point, the chance of victory for the Emperor Battle Team would no longer be a sure thing.
Especially since Ye Lingling had already left the field, they could no longer rely on their previous relentless assault tactics.
Nevertheless, the Shi brothers still chose to obey their captain and retreated to the rear. They had already guessed what Yu Tianheng intended.
"Hmph! Yu Tianheng, I'll make you regret your arrogance!"
Dai Weisi was not grateful, but rather furious. He wasted no time—after Zhu Zhuyun joined him, he immediately grabbed her hand and fused their soul power.
Roar!
With a heavy roar, a gigantic Netherworld White Tiger, emanating purple-blue light, appeared on the battle stage, coldly watching the six members of Emperor Battle Team.
"Yan'er."
Yu Tianheng was not afraid at all.
Dugu Yan nodded, also grasping Yu Tianheng's hands. The Icefire Jade Scaled Jiao and the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon spiraled together, merging into a colossal divine dragon.
Their Martial Soul Fusion Technique reappeared: Icefire Thunder Dragon.
"Everyone, fall back. This battle between dragon and tiger is mine alone."
Yu Tianheng refused help from the others; he had his plans.
The members of Spirit Hall and Shrek Academy watched with grave expressions. They hadn't expected the Emperor Battle Team to have another trump card at this stage—another Martial Soul Fusion Technique.
This greatly weakened Spirit Hall's advantage. With the level of Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan's fusion technique, there was no way Yan alone could hold them off. If their Charm Demon couldn't quickly defeat Tianlin, the rest would soon fall.
Spirit Hall had always focused solely on Tianlin. Only now did they realize their mistake.
Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan, capable of soul fusion; the ever-unpredictable Oslo; the single-combo specialist Yu Feng; the Soul King Gu Ran; the unmatched defense of the Shi brothers; the world's best healer Ye Lingling; and even Huanyin, who could unleash explosive power after charging up—none of them were inferior to Spirit Hall's students, and some might even surpass them.
From the qualifiers onward, every member of the Emperor Battle Team had performed outstandingly. They were not the insignificant side characters Spirit Hall had imagined. Even the Golden Generation had to admit: The Emperor Battle Team was truly formidable, their overall strength now completely surpassing that of Spirit Hall Academy.
"Take this, Dai Weisi!"
Yu Tianheng let out a dragon's roar, charging straight at the Netherworld White Tiger.
He was answered by a tiger's roar. The Netherworld White Tiger leaped aside and bit down on the Icefire Thunder Dragon's tail, spinning its head to swing the dragon around.
Yu Tianheng unleashed a burst of lightning, forcing the Netherworld White Tiger to release its grip.
But his subsequent attacks were all easily neutralized by the Netherworld White Tiger. Everyone noticed that Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan's fusion technique was probably a recent accomplishment—powerful, but they couldn't wield it expertly yet.
By contrast, Star Luo's Netherworld White Tiger was a technique refined by generations of royal research, with unique fighting methods and powerful fusion-state soul skills.
"Netherworld White Tiger Break!"
The Netherworld White Tiger charged, its overwhelming power sending the Icefire Thunder Dragon flying to the edge of the arena.
Taking the chance, Dai Weisi swept his tiger tail. Except for the heavily defended Shi brothers, Oslo and Yufeng had to voluntarily leave the field to avoid the attack.
The Icefire Thunder Dragon rose again, and Dai Weisi laughed, "Haha, still not giving up? With your half-baked fusion technique, how could you possibly beat my Netherworld White Tiger?"
He raised a tiger claw and struck again at the Icefire Thunder Dragon, but this time, Yu Tianheng easily blocked it with a dragon claw. The situation began to change: the initial advantage of the Netherworld White Tiger shifted to a balance between the two sides.
Dai Weisi was happily laughing, but on Spirit Hall's side, faces grew grimmer. Xie Yue cursed, "Is Dai Weisi an idiot? Can't he see that Yu Tianheng is learning his fighting techniques as they go? If this continues, not only will he lose, but he'll make Emperor Battle Team even stronger!"
"That Netherworld White Tiger Break just now seemed to fuse the White Tiger's strength with the Spirit Cat's speed."
Yu Tianheng recalled the move, thinking he might be able to comprehend a fusion-state soul skill.
"Tianheng, Xiao Tian once told me that the greatest strength of our Martial Soul Fusion Technique is that it combines three attributes: ice, fire, and lightning. Among these, ice evolves from water, inheriting water's characteristics—beneficial yet non-contentious, with great tolerance. That's why his first chosen attribute was water."
Dugu Yan reminded him.
"Water, beneficial yet non-contentious?"
Yu Tianheng repeated several times, then suddenly raised his head.
"I understand. Yan'er, let's show them our fusion soul skill!"
"Alright, go for it, Tianheng!"
The Icefire Thunder Dragon raised its claws, each gathering powerful but different elemental energies—on the left, fire burning in ice; on the right, crackling thunder wrapped in immense cold.
"What terrifying power—what are they planning?"
Teachers from various academies instinctively shielded their students, sensing soul emperor-level strength from those dragon claws.
"Extreme Cold Flame!"
"Icy Volt!"
Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng each controlled a dragon claw, unleashing their powers at the Netherworld White Tiger.
The area of effect was so large there was no way to dodge. Dai Weisi could only watch as the attacks struck him.
In an instant, the Netherworld White Tiger's massive body was completely frozen, unable to move. But for Dai Weisi and Zhu Zhuyun inside the ice, it wasn't cold they felt.
Instead, their upper bodies were scorched by fire, while their lower bodies were ravaged by lightning.
It felt like they were in hell.
Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan unfused, panting on the stage.
Tianlin looked at the referee and smiled, "Referee, aren't you going to announce the result? If you wait any longer, the two inside the ice might be crippled."
The referee immediately declared, "This match is over! The winners are the Heaven Dou Royal Academy's Emperor Battle Team!"