The strength of both of them has improved, with the Spirit Cat True Body and other Soul Techniques. If they win and obtain the Swift Shadow Treasure Boots, it would greatly enhance their strength. Zhuqing's combat power relies on speed and rapid attacks. Although the attacks aren't strong, their sharpness and speed accumulate to deal significant damage.
Rongrong said, "Although my Seventh Soul Skill reduces Soul Power consumption by half, it won't be used in this evaluation. The top-level Seven Trial seals the Seventh Soul Skill."
Ye Yu and the others weren't surprised. Rongrong and Xiao Wu are in the top-level Seven Trial, so it is naturally more difficult.
Tang San said, "Once the evaluation is passed, we'll all have our strength improved. After a year of rigorous cultivation and rewards, let's prepare for the second evaluation. We'll rest for three days first."
A year of sleepless, persistent cultivation, everyone worked as if desperate. It's indeed time for a break to ease tension; we can't remain perpetually stressed.
Ma Hongjun stretched lazily, saying, "Finally, we can rest. Come on, Xiao Ao, let's find a place to sleep."
Oscar complained, "Go away, I don't want to sleep with you."
After resting for three days, Ye Yu and the others continued their cultivation. Without the Sea God's Ladder, cultivation slowed significantly.
A month later, Xiao Wu reached level seventy, acquiring the Divine Soul Ring, and her Seventh Soul Skill, True Form of the Soft Bone Rabbit, could transform into seven of herself, each possessing seventy percent of her Soul Power, primarily for protection.
Two more months passed, and Oscar also reached level seventy.
When absorbing the Divine Soul Ring, even as a Food Type, Oscar's personal qualities and determination were extremely strong, taking longer than Rongrong and Ma Hongjun, indicating a higher year limit for the Seventh Soul Ring.
After six hours, Oscar completed the absorption under the dangerous circumstances.
Ma Hongjun curiously asked, "Xiao Ao, what's your Seventh Soul Skill? How many years is the Soul Ring?"
Oscar replied, "My Seventh Soul Ring is thirty thousand years."
He didn't reveal the Seventh Soul Skill, trying to keep it a mystery, and after half a month, still hadn't disclosed it.
Ma Hongjun was very curious, "Xiao Ao, stop keeping us in suspense, just tell us."
Oscar shifted the topic, glancing at the sky, "The weather is nice today."
Ma Hongjun lightly punched Oscar's chest, "Nice, my foot! Since the start of the second evaluation, it's always been cloudy here. Don't change the subject, quick, tell us! Is it because your Seventh Soul Skill is too embarrassing to mention?"
Considering how Oscar's Soul Techniques were named, they all thought so.
Oscar retorted, "You're the most embarrassing one."
Ma Hongjun teased, "I'm not, but just look at the names of your Soul Techniques; Brother Dai and Zhuqing's Seventh Soul Skill transforms them into a White Tiger and Spirit Cat. Your Seventh Soul Skill won't turn you into a big sausage, right? Would the spell be 'I'm a big sausage'?"
Saying this and then imagining it, Ma Hongjun found it inexplicably funny.
"Get lost, I'm not a Beast Martial Soul, how could I transform into a sausage."
"Then just tell us."
Oscar relented, "Okay, but you guys can't laugh at me later."
"Don't worry, no matter how funny it is, we won't laugh," Ma Hongjun promised, patting his chest.
Only then did Oscar start to demonstrate. Standing with feet apart, slightly crouched, taking a deep breath with fists extended forward. His seven Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—pulsed. Oscar continued with a special movement, pulling his arms back with palms up to his waist, pausing midway.
"Hahaha... I can't handle it."
At this point, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but burst into laughter, "Even the Soul Technique release movements are so embarrassing, so the technique itself must be even more so."
Oscar couldn't stop halfway now, chanting the spell, "Sturdy Golden Fly!"
Oscar positioned his left hand at his waist, his right hand raised with a middle finger pointing slantingly towards the sky.
Oscar's Seventh Soul Ring shone, and a gold fly the size of a pea emerged at the tip of his right middle finger.
Ma Hongjun laughed uproariously, "Why does it have to be so embarrassing?"
Oscar was furious, "I said not to laugh, damn it! You think I want it this way? I need the spell and movements to achieve the best effect of the Soul Technique."
Tang San was puzzled, "What is the Golden Fly?"
Dai Mubai said, "It's normal you don't know, but Fatty knows."
Ma Hongjun shook his head, "I don't know at all; I simply don't need it. Only those who can't do it need it."
Oscar said, "Surely you'll need it."
"I won't need your Seventh Soul Skill, definitely not," Ma Hongjun declared firmly.
Dai Mubai nodded, "I don't want it either; I don't need that thing."
Oscar asked, "Are you sure you don't need it? My Seventh Soul Skill, the Golden Fly, is very powerful."
"No matter how powerful, I don't need it."
Oscar was unconvinced, "I don't believe; when you face danger, you'll certainly want it."
Ma Hongjun decisively shook his head, "Even if I'm beaten to death, I will never use your Seventh Soul Skill."
Tang San was curious, "Xiao Ao, could you start by explaining the effects of your Seventh Soul Skill?"
Oscar proudly stated, "There are two effects of my Seventh Soul Skill. When I consume it, the speed of making sausages increases by thirty percent, and all sausage effects improve by thirty percent. When other Soul Masters consume it, their next Soul Technique's power increases by fifty percent!"
Just the first effect surprised everyone, with the supportive effect being no less than Ning Rongrong's Seventh Soul Skill.
Oscar smugly said, "How about that? My Seventh Soul Skill is impressive, right? If I consume it and use the Supporting Mirror Image Sausage, the replication effect directly reaches one hundred percent. That means, if I obtain a drop of Xiao San's blood, I can fully perform all Xiao San's Soul Techniques except Soul Bones and Domains. Even though I'm Food Type, I too would become a War Soul Master."
The Seventh Soul Skill enhances the effects of all sausages, truly powerful.
Ye Yu remarked, "The Seventh Soul Skill is unquestionably strong."
Oscar lamented, "It's a pity Boss Yu has all Support Soul Skills, but I believe once Boss Yu augments his Second Martial Soul with Soul Rings and gains Soul Techniques, coupled with my Golden Fly, Boss Yu's strength will be even more terrifying."
Ma Hongjun commented, "Boss Yu adding Soul Rings to his Second Martial Soul will make his strength unimaginably terrifying, possibly invincible, and he wouldn't need your Golden Fly to enhance Soul Technique power."
Oscar found agreement in that.
Ye Yu said, "Although my Nine Spirits Black Begonia Soul Techniques are all supportive, your Golden Fly can help me now; after all, my Fourth Soul Skill isn't of the Support Type but instead a large-scale poison."
Upon hearing this, Oscar's eyes lit up, "Yes, Boss Yu's Fourth Soul Skill, Poisonous Milk, has extremely terrifying power. Coupled with my Golden Fly's fifty percent power boost, the poison would become even more terrible."
Tang San nodded, "Indeed, now Boss Yu could potentially become the top Poison Soul Master with the Fourth Soul Skill and your Golden Fly, surpassing Poison Douluo."
Ma Hongjun admired, "Boss Yu is truly perfect; in the future, all the first titles will belong to Boss Yu: first in support, defense, speed, attack, poison, and so on. Too frightening."