harleyscars Chapter 8 Dai Mubai, lend me your power!
Chapter 8 Dai Mubai, lend me your power!
Zhao Wuji's palm struck empty air and landed on the ground.
"boom!"
A pit half a meter deep appeared on the ground, and gravel flew everywhere.
Xiao Wu landed in Ye Chen's arms, panting heavily, cold sweat pouring down her forehead: "Thank... thank you, Brother Chen."
"It's alright." Ye Chen released her, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.
Tang San's soul power was more than half depleted, and the vines of the Blue Silver Grass had become noticeably sparse.
Xiao Wu was exhausted, and her legs were trembling slightly.
Zhu Zhuqing's hands were injured, and she was unable to fight as she leaned against the wall.
Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was dimming, its support power about to be exhausted.
The situation has reached a precipice.
Zhao Wuji dusted himself off and smiled.
"Not bad, your teamwork is...very interesting."
His gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on Ye Chen.
"Especially you, kid. You did a great job with control, rescue, and timing."
He paused, then changed the subject.
"However... the assessment is not over yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, he sprang up and pounced straight at Tang San.
Tang San gritted his teeth and used all his strength in the Xuan Yu Hand to barely catch Zhao Wuji's first palm strike.
The second blow came right away, and he could no longer hold on. He was sent flying and crashed heavily to the ground.
Xiao Wu wanted to help, but her soul power was almost exhausted, her steps were unsteady, and she stumbled after only two steps.
The situation collapsed instantly.
Tang San was knocked away, Xiao Wu was exhausted, Zhu Zhuqing's hands were injured, and Ning Rongrong's support was about to run out.
Only Ye Chen remains capable of fighting.
Ye Chen glanced at the Martial Soul Enhancement Device.
On the panel, a row of golden numbers was flashing—
[Dai Mubai Card Collection Progress: 99%]
Just one more thing.
Ye Chen took a deep breath, walked up to Dai Mubai, and extended his right hand.
Dai Mubai instinctively took a step back: "What are you going to do?"
"One last time." Ye Chen looked at him earnestly, his eyes more serious than ever before. "Give me your hand."
Dai Mubai hesitated for a second.
He recalled everything from the Rose Hotel to now—Ye Chen patting his shoulder, pinching his arm, holding his hand, straightening his collar, and even asking him what he liked to eat.
Those persistent entanglements that gave him goosebumps
He suddenly felt like laughing, but a mix of emotions welled up inside him.
But he still reached out his hand.
Ye Chen grasped his hand and squeezed it tightly—
"Ding!"
A crisp ringing sound exploded in Ye Chen's mind.
[Dai Mubai's card collection complete!]
Ye Chen released his grip, a smile playing on his lips.
Dai Mubai was stunned for a moment.
He noticed that Ye Chen's gaze towards him had changed.
It was no longer the clingy, enthusiastic, and goosebump-inducing entanglement of before, but a calm gaze.
It even carried a hint of aloofness.
"You..." Dai Mubai opened his mouth, his voice a little hoarse, "You're not going to touch me anymore?"
"No need," Ye Chen said calmly, turning and walking towards the center of the battlefield.
Dai Mubai stood there, his mouth opening and closing.
A sudden, inexplicable sense of loss welled up inside me.
This kid... he was so enthusiastic before, and now he's suddenly turning his back on me?
He felt a little wronged, but he didn't say it out of pride.
And then there's something else I don't know how to say.
Ning Rongrong keenly noticed the change in Dai Mubai's expression and whispered to Zhu Zhuqing, "He seems... to have been abandoned?"
Zhu Zhuqing coldly replied with a single word: "Serves you right."
But her gaze remained fixed on Ye Chen's retreating figure.
Ye Chen walked to the center of the field.
He entrusted Zhu Zhuqing to Xiao Wu's care, and then took back Tang San's card.
Holding the sublimator in his right hand, he pulled two cards from his card holder with his left hand.
Xiao Wu card, Dai Mubai card.
The two cards gleamed in the sunlight, one radiating a soft pink glow, the other exuding a domineering golden aura.
"What is he going to do?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously, craning her neck and staring intently.
Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly, a look of doubt appearing on her cold and beautiful face.
Zhao Wuji watched Ye Chen with great interest, arms crossed, like a spectator watching a play.
"Interesting," he murmured.
Ye Chen held both cards at the same time, aligning them with the two card slots of the sublimator.
"Xiao Wu! Dai Mubai! Lend me your power!"
"Integration and Upgrade!"
The sublimator emitted a two-tone light of gold and powder.
The light shot into the sky, illuminating the entire playground and even coloring the clouds in the sky.
Ye Chen's body began to change.
His hair turned from black to gold, but the ends had a pink gradient, like the afterglow of the setting sun on cherry blossoms.
His eyes became double pupils, the left eye golden and the right eye pink.
His physique became more robust, with well-defined but not exaggerated muscles, every inch of which contained explosive power.
At the same time, his body possessed a supple beauty, as elegant and deadly as a cheetah.
The phantom of the Soft Bone Rabbit appeared on his left hand, with pink light swirling around his fingertips.
The stripes of a white tiger appeared on his right hand, with golden tiger stripes spreading from the back of his hand to his forearm.
Surrounded by a halo of gold and pink, he appeared as if a god had descended.
A completely new form – combining strength and flexibility!
The entire room fell silent.
Dai Mubai's eyes widened, and his pupils contracted sharply.
"This is... my White Tiger power? And Xiao Wu's Soft Bone Rabbit?"
His voice was trembling.
"He can use two powers at the same time?! How is that possible?!"
"Why can he use my power?!"
Zhu Zhuqing's pupils contracted slightly, and for the first time, a look of shock appeared on her cold and beautiful face.
"One person... accomplished the effect of a Martial Soul Fusion Technique?"
Ning Rongrong covered her mouth, her eyes shining like stars.
"So...so handsome..."
For the first time, Zhao Wuji's smile froze.
He sensed the aura emanating from Ye Chen—a level 29 soul power, yet exuding a sense of oppression comparable to that of a level 30 or higher.
The perfect fusion of strength and gentleness, the harmonious coexistence of gold and pink, even amazed him, a Soul Saint.
"Interesting..." Zhao Wuji murmured, a genuine fighting spirit igniting in his eyes.
"Shrek has really captured a monster this year."
Ye Chen flexed his wrists.
He felt the power surging within him—the ferocity of the white tiger and the suppleness of the soft-boned rabbit. These two completely opposite forces merged perfectly within him, like the convergence of yin and yang, a harmonious blend of strength and gentleness.
He looked at Zhao Wuji, a confident smile curving his lips.
"Teacher Zhao, the remaining half incense stick...please give me your guidance."
Zhao Wuji laughed loudly, his laughter so loud it made the air tremble.
"Alright! Let me see where your limits are!!"
Ye Chen's lips curled up, and he raised his right hand.
The phantom of the white tiger condensed in his palm—but unlike Dai Mubai's pure golden light waves, Ye Chen's version had an added layer of soft pink halo, like honey added to strong liquor.
"Second Soul Skill—" Ye Chen shouted, his voice echoing across the playground, "White Tiger Charm Ray!"
A beam of light, interwoven with golden dust, shot out from his palm and headed straight for Zhao Wuji's face.