Chapter 391: Huo Wu: "Ring Fusion Is My Own Talent; in My Eyes, You, Tang San, Are Not a Genius!"

Ning Rongrong was momentarily stunned by Su Ming's question. To be honest, she hadn't really thought about it, since even though she knew how to perform ring fusion, she seldom used it as it wasn't necessary.

"Brother Su Ming, ring fusion may offer less help to us support-type soul masters than to others, but it does allow us to better mobilize all our soul power, enabling our support abilities to last longer."

"My father's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification effects are impressive, but it also consumes a considerable amount of soul power, especially when amplifying my two titled Douluo grandfathers as a Soul Sage. The soul power cost is even higher."

"With ring fusion, I can dissolve some less useful spirit rings to generate extra soul power, which can then be used to amplify effectively."

Ning Rongrong explained, sharing the only practical use she could think of for ring fusion in their case.

Su Ming suddenly realized his oversight. Ning Fengzhi, as a Soul Sage, supporting two titled Douluos would consume a tremendous amount of soul power, and ring fusion would indirectly allow him to generate more soul power for amplification.

In the original story, in the Star Dou Great Forest, Ning Rongrong amplified Soul Sage Zhao Wuji as a low-ranked soul master, depleting her soul power in less than a second!

No wonder Ning Fengzhi learned ring fusion and taught it to his daughter as a precaution.

But now, with her martial spirit's defects repaired by celestial herbs, Ning Rongrong likely wouldn't need to use ring fusion in normal circumstances.

Unless, as in the original story, the Seven Devils performed a seven-in-one fusion technique, with Ning Rongrong as the soul power supplier using ring fusion to provide additional support.

On the arena platform, Tang San and Huo Wu were the closest, and he could feel the pressure from her spirit ability. But with no turning back, he had to press forward!

Huo Wushuang was a bit worried. His sister was using ring fusion; wasn't she afraid of losing control?

Suddenly, Huo Wu gave him a reassuring look, and he relaxed, seeing that she was even able to spare a glance at him.

It seemed she had mastered the method of controlling her soul power and wouldn't lose control.

Even so, Huo Wushuang kept a close watch on her every move, ready to intervene if anything went wrong.

Tang San, feeling the power of her spirit ability, increased the speed of his damage stacking to keep up. With his current strength, he estimated he could execute around fifty strikes, so he had to give it his all!

"Strike fifty-one… fifty-two… fifty-three…"

As the minute ended, Huo Wu's fusion was complete. The massive fireball had surpassed the power of a typical Soul King's fifth spirit ability, and she could control it perfectly!

There wasn't even a hint of backlash; it was incredibly satisfying!

"Tang San, the minute is up—take this!"

"Flaming Dance of the Sun!"

Huo Wu directed the massive, blazing fireball at Tang San.

Seeing the time was up, Tang San also reached his limit. Any more strikes would be too much for his body to handle.

Fifty-five strikes!

"Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, Shock!"

Tang San used the Clear Sky Nine Absolutes' striking technique, gripping the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands and smashing it toward Huo Wu's fourth spirit ability.

"Ahhhh! Break for me!"

Tang San shouted, rallying himself by pouring all his power into the strike.

In contrast to Tang San's struggle, Huo Wu appeared relaxed.

She only needed to control her spirit ability to strike at Tang San and continually channel soul power into it.

"Tang San, stop struggling. You're using the Clear Sky Clan's Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer Technique, right? I've heard that the Clear Sky Clan's technique is powerful, especially with the famed Clear Sky Douluo. But why does your Clear Sky Hammer feel so weak?"

Huo Wu's tone was calm, with a hint of mockery.

Tang San's face darkened; he had no energy left for a reply and hadn't expected Huo Wu's fourth spirit ability to be so strong!

He was pouring everything into his Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, only to be mocked.

"Sect Leader Ning, who do you think has a better chance of winning, Tang San or Huo Wu?" Emperor Xue Ye asked.

Ning Fengzhi smiled, "Your Majesty, if Huo Wu weren't using ring fusion, the result would be hard to say. Both have strength beyond a typical Soul King. But with her fourth spirit ability in ring fusion, even a regular Soul King wouldn't be able to withstand it!"

Emperor Xue Ye seemed surprised, "So, this match should be in Blazing Academy's favor?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, barring any surprises, Blazing Academy should win."

"Push it back!" Tang San roared with all his might.

But to everyone else, it seemed like a futile outburst, as the massive fireball continued to shrink his space for survival.

Tang San began to doubt his own strength. Had his nearly year-long effort been so insufficient that he couldn't even beat someone from Blazing Academy?

How would he stand a chance against Su Ming, who was now a Soul King?

No! I can't lose!

"Ahhhhh!"

The intense heat had already set Tang San's uniform ablaze, revealing his bulging, vein-covered arms.

Huo Wu shook her head dismissively. "Give up, Tang San! Did you think revealing your second martial spirit would turn the tide? Did you really think you were the only genius? This Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer was taught to you by your father, right? Did you know that ring fusion is my own talent, not something taught? In my eyes, you're not a genius!"

Huo Wu's words pierced Tang San's heart like a blade.

"It's over. Explode!"

With a firm squeeze of her right hand, Huo Wu intended to end the match. She had said her piece, and the lesson had been given.

This strike would likely injure Tang San as it had Yu Tianxin, hopefully leaving him enough time to recover for tomorrow. Otherwise, it would be a shame if Shui Bing'er couldn't join in to teach him a lesson.

Huo Wu had revealed her trump card to punish Tang San, and she hoped to witness Tianshui Academy's splendid performance tomorrow.

"No! I won't lose!" Tang San's voice was gradually drowned out by the sound of the explosion.