32: Chapter 32 Extending the Holding Time
"What kind of fusion skill is this? It's clearly an artillery piece!"
A candidate couldn't help but curse, their eyes widened like copper bells.
On the city wall, Qin Ran could clearly sense the dual power contained within that black fire.
The corrosive toxicity of the Devil Vine was catalyzed to the extreme by the alchemy fire, and even the air carried a pungent burning smell.
What shocked her even more was the rhythm of the trio's coordination.
From injecting the poison mist into the Pill Furnace to throwing and striking, the entire process took no more than three seconds, as if they had practiced it thousands of times.
One carrying, one loading, one firing.
Isn't that exactly what an artillery piece is?
"Could this also be one of Lin Mo's theoretical achievements?"
As a classmate, she had heard plenty of the Martial Soul theories that Lin Mo often spouted nonsense about.
Now, seeing the three of them able to roughly combine their respective Soul Skills into a technique capable of killing third-tier exotic beasts, her heart was filled with turbulent waves.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Lin Mo was still continuing, bombarding shot after shot without stopping.
The city wall, which was on the verge of falling, had miraculously been stabilized by the three of them.
The remaining city guards all had their mouths slightly agape, staring blankly at the three of them.
Outside the secret realm.
"According to the actual settings of Yangxi Town, the city wall should be about to fall."
Mayor Liu Songren looked at the screen and sighed, shaking his head.
"There was nothing that could be done about it; everything happened too suddenly, and there were people inside intentionally delaying things, preventing the reinforcements from arriving in time!" Li Guodong clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white.
The atmosphere at the observation deck suddenly became heavy.
The tragedy of Yangxi Town was like a thorn, pricking everyone's hearts.
However, as every second passed, according to the original trajectory, the city wall should have fallen long ago.
But at this moment, looking from the candidates' camera feeds, many candidates were still on the city wall farming points.
There was absolutely no intention of leaving.
"Huh? That's not right. At this time, the beast horde should have already stormed into the town."
Many people noticed that something was wrong.
Logically speaking, even with the help of the candidates, the city wall shouldn't be able to hold.
After all, the Yangxi Town city defense army consisted only of Soul Masters around level thirty; there wasn't even a single level fifty expert.
Moreover, the number of troops was less than five hundred.
Facing a beast horde of thousands to ten thousand second and third-tier exotic beasts, they couldn't make any difference at all.
"What's going on? Is there a problem with the secret realm program?"
"That's possible. Quick, go check it."
"No, look at those three candidates!" A city guard staff officer pointed to one of the screens.
"This... is this a Martial Soul fusion skill?"
Everyone on the observation deck wore a look of astonishment.
In the footage, a man and a woman were acting like loaders.
They were continuously feeding artillery shells to the gunner wielding the Frying Pan.
As each shell was fired out.
The bombardment on the city wall continued unabated.
The exotic beasts climbing onto the city wall were constantly being blown away.
Coordinating with the NPC city defense army and the candidates, the momentum of the exotic beast attack was gradually suppressed.
People on the observation deck weren't unfamiliar with fusion skills.
Rather, they felt that a fusion skill shouldn't appear among a group of candidates with less than level twenty Soul Power.
"Damn it, how is this possible!"
Bai Yuntian recognized the three of them at first glance, his eyes filled with shock.
As a master of Martial Soul theory, he naturally understood how difficult Soul Skill fusion was.
Yet now, it had been easily fused by three young Soul Masters.
How could he not be both shocked and afraid?
"Someone, I want to know all the information about these three candidates within one minute!"
The more Li Guodong watched the footage, the brighter his eyes became.
He didn't expect that little Linjiang City was hiding these three prodigies.
"Sir, these three candidates are Lin Mo, Lu Mengmeng, and Niu Dachun!"
The adjutant quickly pulled up the database.
Li Guodong stared at the information on the screen and slapped his thigh hard.
"Good kid! Two F-rank Martial Souls plus one S-rank Martial Soul, and they can actually pull off such a trick."
The data showed that Lin Mo's Martial Soul was an F-rank auxiliary tool Martial Soul, "Medicine Cauldron," with an innate Soul Power of level three.
Niu Dachun's was an F-rank tool Martial Soul, "Frying Pan," with an innate Soul Power of level zero.
While Lu Mengmeng had an acquired mutated S-rank plant Martial Soul, "Devil Vine."
Except for Lu Mengmeng, the other two looked like the cream of the crop when it came to trash.
But now, this "trash" combination was currently staging a scene of turning the tide in the secret realm.
"Lu Mengmeng... Devil Vine? Isn't this the second girl of the Lu Family who had a Martial Soul mutation because she took random pills?"
Beside him, Liu Songren immediately remembered when he heard Lu Mengmeng's name.
"That's right, it's her!"
Li Guodong nodded, equally pleasantly surprised.
"Quick, record all the footage of the three of them since they entered the secret realm; maybe this time, our Linjiang City will become famous nationwide!"
The martial arts exam topic for the entire Dragon Kingdom this year was the Defense of Yangxi Town.
According to the original plot settings, the candidates were unable to hold out until the reinforcements arrived.
But now, the originally set time for the fall had already passed.
Yet the candidates from Linjiang City were still holding on, which meant there was a chance to hold out until the reinforcements arrived.
"Haha, Old Li is right; maybe our Linjiang City will become famous! I hope these three little ones can hold on a bit longer."
Mayor Liu Songren was equally excited when he heard Li Guodong's words.
The local official representatives all understood the significance of this.
They all looked at the footage of Lin Mo and the other two with anticipation.
However, the representatives from the various academies flashed expressions of disappointment after pulling up the files on Lin Mo and his companions.
Because apart from Lu Mengmeng, Lin Mo and Niu Dachun's Martial Souls were too trashy.
"Sigh, what a pity. Such good seedlings, yet their aptitude is so poor."
"Yeah, otherwise, just based on their ability to extend the holding time, I would definitely guarantee their admission to my Azure Dragon Martial Soul Academy."
"That's not right. Look at this candidate named Lin Mo; his Martial Soul theory class score was perfect. If trained carefully, even if his strength is a bit lacking, he has the hope of becoming a Martial Soul guidance master!"
The representatives of each academy hurriedly opened Lin Mo's profile.
Then they saw that for over a decade, from elementary school to high school, his grades had basically remained perfect.
He won scholarships every year.
The representatives of each academy seemed to understand how the three of them came up with their fusion skill.
So it turns out there was a theoretical genius.
For a moment, the representatives of each academy had different thoughts.
Only Bai Yuntian kept his gaze fixed on the "F-rank" label on Lin Mo's file, as well as the "straight-A student" entry.
"No, it's impossible. Even if his grades are good, without having learned systematic theory, it's impossible for him to have thought of a Martial Soul fusion skill..."
"Someone must have taught them... it must be..."
"That's not right, that's not right... How could F-rank Martial Souls perform a Soul Skill fusion? This violates the theory of the Ten Great Martial Soul Competitivenesses..."
Bai Yuntian was becoming somewhat obsessed.
Because the actions of Lin Mo and the other two clearly violated the theory of the Ten Great Martial Soul Competitivenesses that he adhered to.
Li Guodong, sitting next to him, heard the commotion and glanced sideways.
Seeing Bai Yuntian scratching his head in a mess.
He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
It seems it wasn't just him who couldn't figure it out; even the so-called master was the same...