An intense aura of soul beasts filled the air.
The older Shi Mo known for Martial Soul Fusion with Shi Mo, was locked in fierce combat with two Earth Mountain Turtles, each with three thousand years of cultivation.
Beneath his feet, four soul rings glowed in succession as he unleashed a barrage of soul skills.
A violent wind howled through the area, kicking up sand and debris.
The rest of the Shi family stood off to the side, faces full of shock.
Everyone stared wide-eyed at the battlefield, unable to believe what they were seeing.
"I didn't expect the Martial Soul Fusion Skill between these brothers to be this powerful!"
"Yeah, I've heard about it before, but this is the first time I've seen it in action."
"Now that I've witnessed it myself... it's truly extraordinary."
Murmurs of awe rippled through the crowd.
Under the Martial Soul Fusion state, the brothers' strength had undergone a qualitative leap.
With a loud shout, Shi Mo hurled a massive spinning shield that shot toward the Earth Mountain Turtles, knocking them both over in succession.
With a resounding crash, both turtles hit the ground—defeated.
Shi Mo had ended the battle with ease.
Afterward, the brothers slowly released the Martial Soul Fusion.
Sweat beaded on their foreheads, their chests heaving from exertion.
But excitement and joy radiated from their eyes, impossible to conceal.
Without delay, the two sat cross-legged and began absorbing the soul rings of the soul beasts they had just slain.
The purple light surrounding their bodies gradually faded.
With a low grunt, both the Shi brothers successfully advanced.
Shi Mo exclaimed in delight.
"Me too, brother—Rank 33!"
The other echoed, equally elated.
They looked at each other and saw the same disbelief reflected in each other's eyes.
Even more astonishing was the fact that they were now the exact same level.
Curious, the two initiated their Martial Soul Fusion again.
In an instant, an even more overwhelming aura erupted from them.
This time, six soul rings appeared beneath their feet—their fused strength soaring to Rank 63.
Their father, Shi Shan, quickly stepped forward, his eyes wide with shock and joy.
"All this from just one herb?"
He asked in disbelief.
"It's true, Father! Don't you trust Boss Lin?"
Shi Mo nodded firmly and replied with conviction.
Hearing this, Shi Shan couldn't help but think of Lin Feng.
Though he'd often heard his sons talk about Lin Feng, his impression of him was only that of Dugu Yan's fiancé—the Poison Douluo's grandson-in-law.
He hadn't expected him to be this capable.
And Lin Feng's father, Lin Ye, was a military powerhouse, with the potential to be a marshal.
It seemed the Lin family was destined to rise.
Shi Shan was deeply shaken.
Looking back at his own family—even without a single Soul Douluo.
Despite both families holding the same noble rank of Count, how had the gap grown so vast?
Meanwhile, Shi Mo was eager to return to the academy and show everyone, especially Lin Feng, the great change he had undergone.
—Elsewhere, at Heaven Dou Imperial Academy—
Teacher Zhi Lin sat behind a desk buried in paperwork.
He picked up an application. It was from Lin Feng, requesting exclusive rights to Training Ground 9.
Zhi Lin frowned slightly but, after a moment's thought, stamped it with approval.
Then he opened the next file—and froze in surprise.
Xue Qinghe had submitted a request to withdraw from the Heaven Dou preparatory team.
Zhi Lin sighed, helpless.
Though reluctant, he had no choice but to approve. After all, the applicant was the crown prince. The fact that he even gave notice was already commendable.
Thankfully, they still had Lin Feng and his team. With such outstanding students, the future of Heaven Dou Academy remained bright.
The preparatory team was undergoing intense training.
Lin Feng sat alone in a corner, cross-legged, eyes closed. He was fully focused on fusing the Green Lotus Core Flame into his divine soul.
It was a dangerous process.
But if successful, his divine soul would gain the ability to summon a strange flame with offensive power.
That would be incredibly useful for him.
Minute by minute, time passed.
Sweat formed in droplets across Lin Feng's forehead. His body trembled slightly.
A sudden clarity filled his mind.
A surge of blazing heat spread through every corner of his body.
The Green Lotus Core Flame had successfully fused with his divine soul.
Lin Feng's eyes snapped open, glowing with excitement.
"Xiao Yan + Strange Flame... now I truly deserve the title of Fire-type Titled Douluo!"
With an untouchable divine soul and firepower to match…
From now on, he would be the one doing the hitting—no one would be able to touch him.
"Invincible," he thought cheerfully.
Finishing his cultivation in a good mood, Lin Feng stood up and glanced around. The other preparatory members were all training diligently.
Over the past month, the preparatory team had undergone a complete transformation.
The return of the Shi brothers, plus the new addition of Yu Kuang's younger brother, Yu Feng, had brought the team up to par with the original Heaven Dou Battle Team from canon.
The only difference—Osler had been replaced by Lin Feng.
Lin Feng's gaze fell on Yu Feng, and he quietly examined the new student.
[Innate Soul Power: Rank 7]
[Martial Soul: Demon Sound Bird]
[Soul Power: Rank 31]
[Traits: Brother Complex (White), Demonic Dissonance (Purple), Outstanding Talent (Purple)]
[Brother Complex (White)]: You rely heavily on your older brother and will never turn against him.
As expected, his personality matched this trait perfectly.
The moment Lin Feng saw that "Brother Complex," two other brothers instantly came to mind. (Hamatora vibes~)
[Demonic Dissonance (Purple)]: You can produce unique soundwaves that disrupt the enemy's mind. You possess top-tier talent in music-based techniques.
This was the purple trait Lin Feng had selected for Yu Feng, upgraded from his original green-tier [Second Generation Heir].
While giving Yu Feng a medicinal herb, Lin Feng had casually swapped the trait—something he could do with ease by now.
Instead of a immortal herb, he gave him a high-quality spiritual medicine, which still had the fortunate effect of evolving his Martial Soul.
From a Wind Chime Bird to a Demon Sound Bird.
A perfect match for his talent.
In a corner of the training field—
Yu Feng sat playing a flute nonstop. The crisp and enchanting sound resonated through the area, captivating all who heard it.
Lin Feng nodded silently.
"With proper training, this kind of talent will definitely make him a crucial asset to the team—a hidden trump card."
In terms of strategic importance, he might not even lose out to his brother, Yu Kuang, the power-type attacker.
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