The Wind Dragon spread its wings, and under the fusion of Qing Yan and Qing Yu's fourth soul skills, Feng Qinglong's figure became more solid.
He looked at Ma Hongjun with confidence, the corners of his lips slightly raised. "Three against one. Let's see how you win this."
Ma Hongjun stared back coldly. The flames covering his body blazed higher, and a phoenix cry rang through the air.
"Since you're so confident, I'll let you witness the power of a true genius." Ma Hongjun slowly raised his hand, the fire in his palm surging and condensing. "Numerical advantage means nothing before me."
A massive flaming phoenix claw silently condensed. Flames burst from Ma Hongjun's back as he charged directly toward Feng Qinglong.
"Phoenix Nine Forms, Phoenix Claw!"
Feng Qinglong spread the dragon wings on his back and slashed out two terrifying wind blades.
With the assistance of the two Soul Kings, Qing Yan and Qing Yu, even though Feng Qinglong hadn't used a soul skill, the power of those two blades was already comparable to ten-thousand-year-level soul skills.
Boom!
The flaming claw clashed with the wind blades, and searing fire exploded outward. Feng Qinglong turned into a streak of cyan light and lunged at Ma Hongjun.
At the same time, the light of his first and third soul rings flared. His legs transformed into three-toed dragon claws, his hands became two dragon heads glowing with cyan light, and the soul power surging over his body roared as he pounced.
Ma Hongjun snorted coldly, crushed the two wind blades with his fiery claws, and the flames quickly restored them to full strength.
The two dragon heads opened their savage maws, biting toward Ma Hongjun from both sides, while Feng Qinglong's dragon-clawed legs struck fiercely from the front.
The purple third soul ring on Ma Hongjun's body lit up, transforming him into a massive fire phoenix. Flames roared as he dove toward Feng Qinglong.
"Third Soul Skill: Phoenix Cloudpiercer Strike!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The flaming phoenix collided with the Wind Dragon. The gale did not extinguish the fire; instead, it made the flames burn even fiercer.
"The wind only feeds the flames. Even with two auxiliary Soul Masters backing you, you're still not my match." Ma Hongjun smiled, blasting Feng Qinglong backward.
Feng Qinglong's expression changed slightly. He knew Ma Hongjun was strong, but he hadn't expected him to be this overwhelming in both strength and attack.
With the support of Qing Yan and Qing Yu, his agility, speed, and attack power were not inferior to a level-67 Soul Emperor, and he could even fight a Soul Sage-level opponent.
But against Ma Hongjun, even with the two Soul Kings assisting him, he was barely holding his own.
When had a mere four-level soul power difference become so insurmountable?
He had originally planned to hold back, but now it seemed he had to go all out. Otherwise, he really might not be able to defeat this monster.
Cyan light flared. A storm began to form. The purple glow of his fourth soul ring lit up, and the raging wind spread across the entire arena.
Within his wings, Qing Yan and Qing Yu released their soul skills again. Two terrifying cyan beams shot out, and a massive cyclone formed with Feng Qinglong at its center.
In an instant, the vortex expanded, engulfing Ma Hongjun and the entire stage.
"Fusion Skill: Domain of the Storm!"
Inside the storm domain, the once-gentle wind sliced through the air like countless invisible blades.
The wind that once fueled the flames now turned into sharp blades that shredded everything.
Ma Hongjun gathered his flames to shield himself, his body taking the form of a phoenix phantom to withstand the wind's cutting force.
Each blade that passed consumed a bit of his firepower. At this rate, his soul power would soon be drained completely.
Below the stage, spectators and other contestants frowned.
"A domain? I can't believe someone in this year's tournament has such power!"
"The Saint Dragon Sect's White Armored Earth Dragon was already shocking enough, but this prodigy from Wind God Valley is even more terrifying!"
"Ma Hongjun may be level 67, but how will he deal with such a powerful opponent?"
"Could it be that the Third Prince's team's glorious streak ends here?"
Zhao Lan and Li Sheng, who had been carried back by Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, looked on in shock at the massive storm covering the arena.
Li Sheng's Heavenly Mechanism Lock was indeed a top-level single-target control martial soul, but it was useless against Feng Qinglong, who could turn into the wind itself.
With Qing Yan and Qing Yu's special support abilities, this match…
Just as they began to worry, Dai Mubai smiled. "Don't worry. Hongjun's never gone all out before. Even though Feng Qinglong and his support are strong, this fight isn't over yet."
Li Sheng and Zhao Lan turned to him. "Your Highness, Hongjun is indeed strong, but with Qing Yan and Qing Yu's assistance, Feng Qinglong can already fight at the level of a Soul Sage! Can Hongjun really…"
Zhu Zhuqing spoke softly. "I know it's hard to believe, but watch. You'll see."
As she spoke, a terrifying red light flared inside the storm domain, followed by a phoenix's cry echoing across the sky.
"Right Arm Soul Bone Skill: Phoenix Explosion Strike!"
A massive flaming phoenix phantom appeared, soul power blazing around Ma Hongjun's arm as he swung toward the center of the domain.
The phoenix screeched as it tore through the air, one of Ma Hongjun's most powerful attacks.
Feng Qinglong didn't dare meet it head-on. He knew the destructive might of Ma Hongjun's strikes.
He flapped his wings, his speed soaring once more within the storm domain, turning into a streak of light as he dodged the phoenix and lunged at Ma Hongjun.
But as he closed in, he saw a strange smile on Ma Hongjun's face.
Feng Qinglong's mind flashed with realization,but he didn't panic. "You think you can break my storm domain with brute force? You're not the first to try, but no one at our level has ever succeeded!"
The fiery phoenix slammed into the cyan barrier of the domain, countless wind blades slicing at it and rapidly wearing it down.
But this was Ma Hongjun's full-powered soul bone skill. The impact cracked the barrier, and the phoenix's momentum hadn't yet faded.
At that moment, Ma Hongjun's black fifth soul ring glowed, and blazing fire chains shot out toward the approaching Feng Qinglong.
"Fifth Soul Skill: Phoenix Heart-Devouring Chains!"
Feng Qinglong didn't take the attack head-on. His black fifth soul ring shone, and his body turned into a breeze, weaving through the chains and closing in on Ma Hongjun.
The twin dragon heads that were his arms lunged toward Ma Hongjun's chest and head, roaring with hurricane force.
But Ma Hongjun had seen this move before. How could he be unprepared?
His smile deepened. The countless fire chains that had vanished suddenly reappeared, wrapping around both of them, forming a space barely five meters wide.
"Fifth Soul Skill Variant: Phoenix Heart-Locking Chains!"
The chains blazed like a flock of phoenixes. The confined space was airtight, trapping Feng Qinglong completely unless he could somehow tear it apart.
The temperature within soared instantly,like a fiery mirror of the storm domain outside.
As the flame prison formed, Ma Hongjun blocked the twin dragon strikes with the Phoenix Seal of the Phoenix Nine Forms.
At this moment, Feng Qinglong's advantage was gone. The extraordinary speed of a wind-type Soul Master meant nothing in this tiny space.
From the very start, Ma Hongjun had feigned his attack on the storm domain to prepare this move. That was how he could summon the prison so quickly.
Without speed, Feng Qinglong could only fight head-on,and few could rival Ma Hongjun in raw power.
Feng Qinglong's expression changed drastically. He desperately tried to use the storm domain from outside to shatter the flame prison, spinning like a vortex of blades to cut through it.
Ma Hongjun sneered, returning his earlier words. "My flame prison is formed from my fifth soul skill. You're the second to taste it,but you're not qualified to break it."
With that, he charged forward. Feng Qinglong knew he couldn't break free quickly, so he turned to face him head-on.
The storm energy gathered, and his black sixth soul ring flared. The wings on his back glowed with cyan light as a massive dragon head formed and lunged forward.
"Sixth Soul Skill: Storm Dragon Head!"
Ma Hongjun's fiery body was instantly swallowed. Inside the dragon head, he was trapped in a realm of endless storms, razor-sharp air currents cutting deep wounds into his flesh.
Blood splattered. His body was nearly torn apart.
Seeing this, Feng Qinglong relaxed slightly. He had overestimated Ma Hongjun. His attacks might be fierce, but his defense was lacking.
Once caught by this sixth soul skill,amplified by Qing Yan and Qing Yu,it was enough to rival a full-strength strike from a Soul Sage.
A faint smile tugged at Feng Qinglong's lips as he formed a long wind blade to finish it.
But at that instant, Ma Hongjun's black sixth soul ring ignited. Flames exploded outward, and a phoenix's mournful cry echoed across the sky.
Within that cry was endless fury and rebirth. The flames flared as Ma Hongjun's torn body healed completely, his eyes glowing with renewed vigor.
"Sixth Soul Skill: Phoenix Rebirth!"
The phoenix rises anew from the ashes. Ma Hongjun had taken Feng Qinglong's full attack head-on to empower his next strike.
Flames erupted around him as he became a true phoenix and charged forward.
"Third Soul Skill: Phoenix Cloudpiercer Strike!"
The fiery phoenix appeared too fast for Feng Qinglong to react. In a blink, Ma Hongjun had gone from near-death to full recovery, his fiery aura overwhelming.
Feng Qinglong barely had time to swing his wind blade downward, unleashing a gale.
But before the blazing phoenix, it was like paper before fire,instantly obliterated.
The phoenix struck Feng Qinglong, tearing his wings apart, burning his body. The explosion sent him flying, blood spraying from his mouth as he lost consciousness.
Qing Yan and Qing Yu, forcibly separated, coughed up blood. The scorching heat left their faces flushed, their clothes burned away. Trembling, they covered themselves in embarrassment.
"We… we surrender…" Qing Yan's voice was faint, almost inaudible, but she dared not hesitate for fear the phoenix flames would consume them next.
Ma Hongjun glanced at them and quickly turned his head away. He wasn't a beast; he respected women.
The flames faded, and he tossed them his spare bathrobes from his soul device before lifting the unconscious Feng Qinglong and descending to the ground.
As the flame prison vanished, the storm domain dissipated. When the crowd saw the final scene, thunderous cheers erupted.
Without a doubt, Ma Hongjun had turned the tide, defeating three opponents alone.
But why were Qing Yan and Qing Yu wearing bathrobes?
The reason was obvious,their clothes had been burned away.
Damn, being a fire-type Soul Master sure had its perks…
Ma Hongjun handed Feng Qinglong over to Qing Yan and Qing Yu. "He's only unconscious. But if his recovery goes poorly, he won't be able to use his martial soul for at least half a month."
The two women's expressions changed slightly, and they finally whispered, "Thank you…"
The referee's voice rang out amid the roaring crowd. "In the third match of the 2v2v3 mode, the Third Prince's team defeats Wind God Valley. Ma Hongjun, Li Sheng, and Zhao Lan each earn three points. The Third Prince's team wins the first match of the third round of the advancement stage!"
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