Chapter 24: The Final Battle: The Mutated Martial Soul of the Clear Sky Sect.
Tang Xiao, the mutated martial soul of the Haotian Sect, said helplessly, "There's nothing I can do. You know how much trouble that Miss Yiran can cause. If I don't agree, she'll stay at my house and refuse to leave. What can I do? None of these four new inner court disciples are above level 50. They have no chance of winning. Don't worry, even if they lose this challenge, Yiran won't have any reason to bother me anymore."
The elder, hearing that it was Tang Yiran causing trouble, could only give up and said, "Forget it, it's alright. This battle will allow the disciples who join our inner court from outside to realize the real gap between them and our direct disciples, and make them cultivate even harder in the future."
Tang Xiao surveyed the arena and said, "Of these four, only the highest-ranking girl at level 47 has some strength. The other three are all below level 45, and there's one who is below level 30." "Level 12 Soul Masters, I really can't imagine how they have the courage to challenge our Clear Sky Sect's original team. I hope they can give me some surprises, otherwise it'll be too boring if it ends too quickly and so many disciples are brought here to watch."
Tang Yuehua said beside him, "Don't worry, Big Brother, I've already instructed Tang Long and Tang Ye to go easy on these four newcomers. Sigh, Sister Yiran is really something, how could she agree to let four newcomers challenge them?"
Tang Hao, however, narrowed his eyes and said, "Don't jump to conclusions too early. This kid is someone I brought back, and he might bring us something unexpected."
That's right, Tang Hao had witnessed it firsthand. Back then, Lin Fan had killed a group of level 30 or 40 Soul Masters and was able to withstand Qian Xunji's attacks for so long. He had been watching from a distance before the battle started, which was why he was willing to intervene and save Lin Fan.
Even so, Tang Hao didn't quite believe that Lin Fan could defeat the four members of the Clear Sky Sect team. After all, there were two Soul Kings among them. Although they were both just over level 50, the Soul Kings of the Clear Sky Sect were not comparable to ordinary Soul Kings.
To the others in the stands, this challenge was a joke, a self-inflicted humiliation. The challenge itself seemed like a farce.
Lin Fan saw many Clear Sky Sect disciples laughing at them.
"What's so funny about those guys? I'm not here to dance," Liu Erlong said angrily, glancing over there.
Shui Yue'er, however, remained expressionless, coldly staring ahead.
"Don't speak," Tang Yiran ordered, leading the four to the arena in the plaza. The arena was enormous, its floor made of the hardest iron stone; even a blow from the Clear Sky Hammer wouldn't affect it. It seemed this was a dedicated sparring arena for Clear Sky Sect disciples, large enough for two Soul Saints to fight—truly a grand gesture.
Lin Fan couldn't help but admire it, but he was also puzzled. Given the Clear Sky Sect's formidable strength, why did they choose to retire after their battle with Tang Hao in the original story? A direct confrontation would have been enough to give the Spirit Hall a run for their money.
Was it because they were afraid of Qian Daoliu?
However, seeing that most of the spectators were direct disciples of the Clear Sky Sect, Lin Fan understood somewhat. After all, the Spirit Hall's Soul Masters were mostly recruited from outside or brutally selected through internal training camps. The Clear Sky Sect, on the other hand, had mostly direct disciples in its inner court. How could their parents bear to send them into a large-scale war against the Spirit Hall?
The Spirit Hall wouldn't care if their Soul Masters died, but the Clear Sky Sect couldn't bear to see their direct disciples die. Add to that Qian Daoliu, and that was the reason the Clear Sky Sect chose to retire.
A moment later, a middle-aged man approached Tang Yiran and respectfully asked, "Miss Yiran, are you sure you want them to participate in this challenge?"
Tang Yiran confidently replied, "Yes, but we must ensure their safety."
"Of course." The middle-aged man nodded, then looked to the other side.
Soon, four figures stepped onto the arena—three boys and one girl, all appearing to be around sixteen or seventeen years old.
The three boys were all very strong and cold-blooded, clearly having undergone rigorous training. Only the girl looked slightly weaker.
Soon, the four of them walked up to Tang Yiran and stood opposite Lin Fan and the others.
Tang Yiran looked at them and said, "Please introduce yourselves. Remember, this is a friendly spar, not an enemy exchange. These four are all newcomers to our inner academy, and they are also my students. If they lose their fighting ability or admit defeat, stop immediately, understand?"
"Understood, don't worry, Teacher Yiran." The tallest boy standing opposite, seemingly the captain, looked at Lin Fan and his group of four and said with a faint smile.
"We won't bully newcomers, especially since three of them are girls. How are we supposed to fight them? Sister Yiran, you're really making things too difficult for us."
Another boy said lazily, "Without your help, Teacher Yiran, they wouldn't even be qualified to challenge us. Forget it, let's just gently take them off the stage."
Lin Fan felt that even the direct descendants of the Haotian Sect respected Tang Yiran. This woman's status in the Haotian Sect was truly high. This challenge was just a ploy to cause trouble. Without her help, the four of them wouldn't even be qualified to stand here.
Tang Yiran looked at Lin Fan and Liu Erlong and said, "Remember, if you feel you can't win later, immediately admit defeat, understand? Don't get hurt."
"Don't worry, Sister Yiran, I know." Lin Fan nodded confidently. Even in a true elite competition, Lin Fan wouldn't be without a chance to admit defeat. His divine touch grants him five seconds of invincibility, along with Han Xin's two dashes, Flash, and his Super Bloodrage state, granting him immunity to two control effects. It's incredibly difficult to contain him.
Then, the four opponents began introducing themselves.
"Tang Long, Martial Soul: Clear Sky Hammer, Level 51 Battle Soul Master."
"Tang Ye, Martial Soul: Mad Iron Hammer, Level 50 Battle Soul Master."
"Tang Feng, Martial Soul: Clear Sky Silver Serpent, Level 51 Control-type Soul Master."
"Tang Xiaoyu, Martial Soul, Haotian Flower, Level 48 Support-type Soul Master,"
Lin Fan asked Tang Yiran with some surprise after the four finished introducing their Martial Souls, "Sister Yiran, aren't all direct descendants of the Haotian Sect's Martial Souls the Haotian Hammer? What... are these?"
Tang Yiran looked at them and said, "Of course not. After all, our Haotian Sect developed from a small family. Many clansmen married girls from other sects, and children only inherit one Martial Soul from each parent. Some children inherit their father's Martial Soul, and some inherit their mother's. Martial Souls aren't all Haotian Hammers, but even children who inherit their mother's Martial Soul contain the power of the Haotian Hammer, so their Martial Souls are very powerful. The Mad Iron Hammer is a mutated version of the Haotian Hammer."
After listening to Tang Yiran's explanation, Lin Fan understood a bit. He saw that the Mad Iron Hammer consisted of two huge iron balls connected by an iron chain, but those iron balls looked somewhat similar to the Haotian Hammer.
This mutated version of the Martial Soul should be no less powerful than the Haotian Hammer.
Following this, the four members of Lin Fan's group also released their Martial Souls.
Lin Fan, a level 32 Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul: Purple Flame Fire Tiger.
Liu Erlong, a level 42 Battle Soul Master, Martial Soul: Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex.
Ye Keke, a level 41 Support-type Soul Master, Martial Soul: Nine-Hearted Begonia.
Shui Yue'er, a level 47 Control-type Soul Master, Martial Soul: Frost Phoenix.
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