"This, this is actually the Phoenix Martial Spirit?!"
Xiao Wu looked at the magnificent shadow rising into the sky in a daze, her pretty face turning slightly pale.
The dragon and the phoenix are both apex divine beasts, and they have a natural suppressive effect on ordinary soul beasts like her.
But I am a 100,000-year-old Soft Bone Rabbit, so I should be able to resist this suppression.
But even so, when facing this red-haired boy, she still felt a fear that came from the depths of her soul.
The last time I felt this kind of fear... was when I encountered that supreme being deep in the Great Star Dou Forest.
But that person is a legend.
The girl with the scorpion braid felt her legs go weak and knelt on the ground uncontrollably, her eyes full of disbelief.
Compared to Xiao Wu's overwhelmed state, Tang San was a little calmer, but his expression was just as ugly.
Phoenix Martial Spirit?
Damn it, how can such a high-level martial spirit exist in such a remote place?
Moreover, I didn't intend to act just now, but somehow, when I saw Xiao Wu protecting that young man, I couldn't help myself.
But now that things have escalated this far, do you really think I'm afraid of you?
Tang San snorted coldly and released his Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit. Two yellow soul rings appeared, and the first soul ring lit up instantly.
Thick blue vines covered in strange patterns spread toward the red-haired boy. The raised branches looked like snakes flicking their tongues, gleaming faintly with blue light!
At the same time, his second soul ring lit up quietly, and tiny invisible seeds floated into the air, slowly approaching Ma Hongjun.
Blue Silver Grass's second soul skill, Parasitic!!
Though he seemed dismissive, he used all his strength when attacking!
Facing the killing intent in the attack, the red-haired boy curled the corners of his mouth into a sneer.
A soft wave of soul power pushed Xiao Wu and Cui Hua away. His second soul ring lit up brightly!
The phoenix cried, and flames surged into the sky like a pillar of fire, turning the boy's entire body fiery red. A pair of phoenix wings over two meters wide spread out behind him, every feather detailed as if carved by fire itself!
The phoenix wings flapped, and the red-haired boy's body soared into the sky. Countless fiery stars scattered from his form, burning the surrounding vines and seeds into ash, turning them into nothingness.
Second Soul Skill: Phoenix in Fire!
Phoenix flames boosted by 30%, flight speed boosted by 30%!
"So this is what it feels like to be in the sky?"
The boy exhaled a scorching breath, relishing the sensation of weightlessness and joy in his heart.
As expected, humans are born with the desire to soar into the sky.
After his martial spirit evolved into the Flame Phoenix, he gained the ability to fly.
After all, how can there be a phoenix that cannot fly?
The evolution of his martial spirit enhanced both the intensity of the flame and the speed of flight.
Ma Hongjun clenched his fist. Sparks flew from it as he looked down at Tang San, whose expression had drastically changed. He grinned.
Hearing this, Xiao Wu shook her head, struggling to break free from the fear, and cried out anxiously:
"No, wait! This is a misunderstanding!"
But it was already too late.
A blazing column of fire erupted from the boy's mouth. Where it passed, the air distorted from the heat, and even Xiao Wu and Cui Hua, who were some distance away, could feel the scorching hot wind on their faces.
First Soul Skill: Phoenix Fireline!
The evolved martial spirit enhanced this Phoenix Fireline with a simple and brutal upgrade—
Greater power and wider range.
Now, with the buff of Phoenix Rising from the Ashes, the power of his first soul skill had reached an incredibly terrifying level.
If one had to compare, it would be like the difference between a Great Fireball and a Great Fire Annihilation. Tang San, who took the attack head-on, had a deeply intuitive understanding of this.
His face blistered with burns, his clothes caught fire, his hair burned to ash and scattered, and he could barely open his eyes.
Damn it, is this really just a first soul skill??
He roared, activating Xuan Tian Gong with all his might and retreating desperately using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. At the same time, he unleashed a storm of hidden weapons, including the Dragon Beard Needles that once gave Zhao Wuji hell.
But then something happened that left Tang San terrified.
Those hidden weapons turned into molten iron the moment they touched the flame and fell to the ground. Even the Dragon Beard Needles only lasted a little longer before melting—none of them made any real impact on the fire.
The wildly growing Blue Silver Grass fared even worse, turning to ash before it even got close.
At this distance, even pulling out the Clear Sky Hammer would be useless!
Am I really going to die here?!
Facing the surging pillar of fire, Tang San felt wave after wave of despair.
Just as he closed his eyes and braced for death, a hurricane swept in, and a middle-aged man appeared in front of him, blocking all the flames.
That guy... that profiteer?
Escaping the shadow of death, Tang San felt like all his strength had been drained.
He sat on the ground, panting, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"Third Brother, are you okay?"
Xiao Wu hurried over to help him up, her eyes complex with concern.
Today, the Third Brother felt like a completely different person. All his calmness and wisdom were gone.
Tang San forced a smile and lowered his head to hide the vicious glint in his eyes.
He actually forced me to this extent...
According to the teachings of the Xuan Tian Record, he's already seeking death!
"You brat, I told you to rest properly, so why are you picking fights with the new students in our academy?"
Flender withdrew his martial spirit and looked at the red-haired boy floating down with a headache.
He quietly hid his trembling right hand behind his back—the burn marks were still smoking.
Damn, after this kid's martial spirit evolved, his flame became this strong?
Luckily, he sensed the fluctuation in soul power just in time, or else Tang San would have been disfigured at the very least.
And how would he explain that to his old brother?
And what about Tang San? He was so fierce when he beat up Zhao Wuji, yet he got completely crushed by our student?
Looks like Xiao Gang's judgment isn't that great.
Ma Hongjun withdrew his martial spirit, landed lightly, and bowed respectfully to Flender.
The dean stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction.
He felt that after the kid's martial spirit evolved, he'd become calmer and more polite. As expected, a martial spirit can influence one's personality.
Just as he was thinking this, something dawned on him.
His eyes widened as he stared at the wings fading behind the boy.
"Holy sh*t, you can fly now?!"