Let’s talk about fusion later

After hearing Wang Dong's words, Huo Yuhao just said calmly: "Martial soul fusion skills require extremely high compatibility between the two parties to be possible."

"Once the martial souls of both parties have a high degree of compatibility, they will feel something when they meet. Do you think you have had such a feeling after we lived together for three months?"

Huo Yuhao only asked Wang Dong, but did not express his feelings.

Wang Dong suddenly felt nervous as Huo Yuhao stared closely at him.

"Then…what about you? Do you feel this way?"

"Me? I didn't."

Obviously, Wang Dong's mood was a little low.

Huo Yuhao already knew the answer without Wang Dong answering.

Like his previous life, Wang Dong must have already felt close to him when he accepted his mental detection sharing for the first time.

If it weren't for the passive protection of the Eternal Eye, I'm afraid Tang San would have already started to make plans at that time.

Tang San's consciousness is within Wang Dong's spiritual sea, but once it leaves Wang Dong's spiritual sea, there isn't much power it can exert.

For this amount of power, the Eye of Eternity's protection is simply effortless.

But to eradicate Tang San's spiritual consciousness, we still have to go deep into Wang Dong's spiritual sea. Huo Yuhao is not able to do it now.

"Actually..." Wang Dong seemed to have made up his mind and raised his head, "Although you can't feel my breath."

"However, when you shared your mental detection with me for the first time, I felt that your aura was very close."

"However, the reason why the aura on my body does not escape is because it is restricted by another force within myself."

"Only...only when our bodies are touching can you truly feel the presence of my breath. So...should we try it?"

Wang Dong said almost in a whisper.

"Is this your own idea?" What Wang Dong didn't expect was that Huo Yuhao asked her a question.

"Well, I think, what if we really have martial soul fusion skills?" Looking at Huo Yuhao's half-smiling expression, Wang Dong suddenly felt a little angry.

"You...what's your attitude?"

Huo Yuhao said: "My martial spirit is the original martial soul, Spirit Eyes, and yours is the beast martial spirit, the goddess of light, Butterfly. Is there any compatibility between the two?"

"I..." Wang Dong obviously didn't think of this, "But, is my feeling wrong?"

"Seeing is not necessarily believing, and feeling is not necessarily true. There is another situation in the formation of martial soul fusion skills." Huo Yuhao said.

"When the relationship between the two parties is extremely close, martial soul fusion skills may be born."

"Aren't we close enough now?" Wang Dong's face turned red as soon as he said this.

"You bad guy, I'm ignoring you. Humph!"

Wang Dong turned his head away, but his mind was very confused.

What exactly does Huo Yuhao think? What does he think of himself?

Wang Dong feels that he is quite normal when facing other people, but once the person is Huo Yuhao, he immediately becomes unable to think.

But after this incident, she also gave up the idea of martial soul fusion skills for the time being.

Yes, there is no extremely close relationship or blood connection, so how can they have martial soul fusion skills?

If they can have martial soul fusion skills in this way, wouldn't it mean that just two people on the street can form a martial soul fusion skill?

Unrealistic.

But thinking about it this way, Wang Dong felt a little discouraged.

Now, apart from being classmates, followers, and subordinates, what other relationship could there be between them?

Huo Yuhao had already revealed his identity as a woman disguised as a man, but he didn't say anything about it and allowed himself to continue hiding it. What was he thinking?

Is it because you are not interested in her?

The troubles of youth always come quickly, but when they go, they are like camellias sticking out of the fence, teasing the footsteps of travelers.

Wang Dong felt that he was a little worried about gains and losses.

But she couldn't stop herself from having such thoughts, she could only continue to rely on, even be attached to.

In short, let's talk about the fusion of martial souls later.

Thinking like this, Wang Dong gradually felt that his eyelids were a little heavy.

She had put in some effort today after all, and she didn't get a good rest when she came back, so she quickly fell to the side and fell asleep.

…

Sea God Pavilion, island in the center of the lake, lakeside.

Wang Yan stood here quietly, looking extremely respectful.

Not far in front of him, an old man with disheveled hair and a very bad appearance was sitting on the ground leisurely.

 He was wearing what should have been a white robe, but had turned into gray-brown clothes, and there were tears everywhere.

His feet were not put on shoes and socks, and he just put them into the water of Poseidon Lake, holding a huge gourd in his right hand.

The gourd was purple-red in color, and I didn't know what material it was made of. From time to time, the old man raised his hand to take a sip, and the strong aroma of wine came out.

In the other hand of the old man, he was holding a roasted chicken. He didn't care about the greasiness and just ate it with one mouthful of wine and one mouthful of meat.

Looking like this, the old man is very contented, as if there is no pressure at all, and he is extremely at ease.

"Mr. Xuan, although these students are still young and freshmen, their potential is already evident and they are definitely worthy of our attention."

Wang Yan's words were a bit anxious, and he even used the word "absolutely".

The sloppy old man known as Mr. Xuan swallowed a mouthful of chicken and turned his head.

Although he looks extremely old, his red eyes are extremely bright and have a soul-stirring feeling.

However, the scattered and somewhat dazed look in his eyes made him seem as if he was not paying attention to Wang Yan's words at all.

"Has the original martial spirit appeared? It's interesting." Mr. Xuan muttered.

Wang Yan seemed to have thought of something, and asked again: "By the way, Mr. Xuan, does the hair martial spirit count as the main body martial spirit?"

At this time, Mr. Xuan had already returned to his previous eating and drinking behavior, and replied: "Let's just get involved."

"The sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo should also be worthy of your attention. Moreover, they also have martial soul fusion skills, and their future development potential should be very strong."

However, after hearing what Wang Yan said, Mr. Xuan shook his head and said with a dissatisfied look on his face: "Hair? No way. You claim to study theory, but how come your understanding of the original martial soul is so poor?"

"Huh?" Wang Yan's face looked a little bitter.

"Elder Xuan, there is very little information from people who know about the Martial Soul Essence. I really don't have a research object!"

"Then I will teach you the simplest method." Mr. Xuan stood up.

"To determine the strength of the original martial spirit, one must look at the importance of the original martial spirit to the body."

…

 (End of this chapter)