Chapter 51: Mo Hui vs. Shui Bing'er

"Let me ask you, how did you lose back then? Don't you also know how to create your own soul skills?"

When she asked this, Hu Huo was filled with extreme doubt. Although she did not particularly like Feng Xiaotian, she had to admit that in his previous battles, Feng Xiaotian's close-combat fighting, control and utilization of soul skills, and grasp of combat timing were all flawless.

Furthermore, Feng Xiaotian's soul power rank was far superior to Mo Hui's. He also possessed self-created soul skills. Under such circumstances, how could Feng Xiaotian possibly lose?

Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian could not help but offer a bitter smile. After calming down for quite a while, he replied, "I do know how to create my own soul skills, but Mo Hui's self-created soul skills are even more powerful. And although I really don't want to admit it, back then Mo Hui far surpassed me in every aspect: close-range hand-to-hand combat, long-range soul skill bombardment, control over soul power, and the grasp of combat timing."

"Is Mo Hui really that strong?"

As soon as Feng Xiaotian said this, the siblings Hu Huo and Hu Wushuang felt massive waves crashing in their hearts, leaving them utterly shocked.

Because in the previous battle, Mo Hui had ended the fight with Air Blade Twelve-in-One, they had assumed Mo Hui's strength lay merely in his self-created soul skill. After all, under normal circumstances, creating a soul skill required a massive amount of time and energy, and given Mo Hui's young age, just being able to ensure his cultivation rank and self-created soul skill progressed simultaneously was already unbelievable.

Yet hearing Feng Xiaotian now, it seemed Mo Hui's strength was comprehensive across the board, and the previous battle had simply ended too fast for him to display it all.

Thinking of this, Hu Huo bit her finger, her heart growing even more restless.

Originally, she had intended to use her Ring Fusion talent as a lead, combining it with her earlier soul skills to create a powerful ultimate move to bombard Mo Hui's Air Blade Twelve-in-One. She figured that without his self-created soul skill, Mo Hui was so young that he would inevitably fall short in other areas and would thus fall to her.

Yet now it seemed this path was unviable. With all his combat experience and a generational advantage in rank, Feng Xiaotian still couldn't defeat Mo Hui. Her combat experience was slightly inferior to Feng Xiaotian's, so facing Mo Hui, her outcome wouldn't be much better.

"Damn it, how on earth can anyone defeat an opponent like this!" Hu Huo roared inwardly with unwillingness.

Time quickly arrived in the afternoon. When Mo Hui appeared in the Soul Duel Arena once again, numerous gazes immediately converged upon him.

Seeing this, Mo Hui felt somewhat puzzled and thought, "Could it be that my performance in the battle against Hu Huo earlier was too conspicuous? Why are all these people looking at me?"

The reality matched Mo Hui's guess. Mo Hui's display of the Air Blade Twelve-in-One had deeply startled them, and many people now wanted to personally experience his self-created soul skill.

"Shui Bing'er of Tianshui Academy, I challenge Mo Hui of Kamikaze Academy!"

Just shortly after Mo Hui sat down, Shui Bing'er was the first to lose her patience, issuing a challenge to Mo Hui.

Mo Hui had no choice but to helplessly put the book in his hand back into his soul tool, taking a few steps forward onto the soul duel stage.

Upon seeing Mo Hui step up, Shui Bing'er smiled faintly, cupped her hands, and said, "Shui Bing'er, martial soul Ice Phoenix, rank 36 control-system battle soul elder, please advise!"

"Mo Hui, martial soul Pidgey, rank 34 battle soul elder, please advise!" Mo Hui returned the courtesy as well.

Hearing Mo Hui's words, Shui Bing'er paused slightly, looking at him with curiosity. "What system are you? When you fought Hu Huo of Blazing Flame Academy earlier, you seemed to only call yourself a battle soul elder as well."

"I feel that the current classification of soul masters is not accurate enough, so I haven't given myself a category. But if you insist on labeling it, you can consider me an agility-attack system soul master," Mo Hui replied.

Two of Mo Hui's three soul skills were speed-enhancing; classifying him as an agility-attack system was entirely appropriate. It was simply that ordinary opponents usually could not withstand even a few of his wind blades, leaving no stage for his rapid close-quarters charge capability to be displayed.

"Agility-attack system? I see."

Mo Hui's answer surprised Shui Bing'er slightly. Someone capable of executing such a self-created soul skill turned out to be of the agility-attack system—this was something she had not anticipated.

Immediately afterward, Shui Bing'er began circulating her soul power, an Ice Phoenix projection appearing behind her, and her gaze turning even colder.

At the same time, a pale cyan glow radiated from Pidgey's body, indicating that Mo Hui was fully prepared.

Shui Bing'er's first soul ring lit up first. A wave of chilliness instantly surged beneath Mo Hui's feet—this was precisely Shui Bing'er's first soul skill, Ice Seal!

Although Ice Seal was merely a century-old soul skill, its effect was far from weak; it could freeze a designated area and was cast instantly. As a crowd-control soul skill, it was definitely an over-spec existence.

However, Shui Bing'er had already fought earlier, so how could Mo Hui possibly fail to guard against this move?

Noticing this, Mo Hui's second and third soul rings lit up simultaneously. A powerful gust of wind suddenly blew across the arena, while Mo Hui transformed into a cyan streak of light, charging straight toward Shui Bing'er.

With Tailwind combined with Quick Attack, Mo Hui gained an eightfold speed boost at that moment. Almost in an instant, he arrived right in front of Shui Bing'er, a massive amount of wind-attribute soul power condensing on his fist as he punched directly toward her.

"Thud—"

As expected, Shui Bing'er failed to dodge in time. She spat a mouthful of blood and stumbled back more than a dozen steps.

However, just as Mo Hui prepared to press the advantage and approach her for another punch, Shui Bing'er's third soul ring flared brightly.

A ring-shaped ice-blue shockwave abruptly appeared, expanding rapidly and blasting Mo Hui back twenty to thirty meters, effectively averting his attack.

"Rejecting Ice Ring. I really hate this type of soul skill."

After being repelled, Mo Hui could not help complaining inwardly.

Just this morning there was a Rejecting Fire Ring, and now another Rejecting Ice Ring—do you people have no other soul skills left?

Simultaneously, on the other side, Shui Bing'er's second soul ring lit up, and a layer of sturdy ice armor materialized over her body. Yet Shui Bing'er felt no comfort from the defense provided by the ice armor; instead, she looked at Mo Hui with lingering fear.

No one had ever told her that Mo Hui's charging capability was so formidable. If she hadn't reacted promptly and decisively executed the Rejecting Ice Ring just now, she most likely would have been swept away by a single combo.

Thinking of this, Shui Bing'er subconsciously touched her stomach. That punch really hurt—was that a soul skill?

Meanwhile, down below, Hu Huo's mouth was wide open. While shocked, she also felt a sense of lingering fortune.

Fortunately, Mo Hui hadn't used this method to fight her earlier; a single punch directly causing someone to spit blood, just how immense was that physical force? She might even have been knocked dizzy directly and then swept away by countless subsequent kicks and punches.

Afterward, Mo Hui attempted a few more charges, but every time he merely shattered Shui Bing'er's shield with a single punch only to be repelled by the Rejecting Ice Ring.

Though in terms of soul power consumption, continuous Tailwind trading for a one-time Rejecting Ice Ring was quite profitable for Mo Hui, he didn't particularly enjoy this dynamic.

Yet those repeated attempts also allowed Shui Bing'er to probe and figure out Mo Hui's soul skill. Thus, after Mo Hui's next charge was repelled once more, Shui Bing'er finally found her opening to counterattack.

The corners of Shui Bing'er's lips curved slightly upward as she thought to herself, "Got you."