Indeed, Zhao Wuji and Tai Long were like an old man playing with a child; Zhao Wuji had to hold back as much as possible.
He caught Tai Long's full-force straight punch with his larger hand, then pushed forward, sending Tai Long stumbling and falling off the ring under the even stronger force.
Zhao Wuji slowly retracted his stance and looked down at the audience. Tai Long swayed as he stood up. In fact, seeing this scene, the students were eager to go on stage. Being able to fight Soul Saint would be something they could brag about for a year.
Zhao Wuji's cultivation level was the reason for their previous hesitation. Reaching the Soul Saint level already made them recognized as powerful figures in the Soul Master World. Each of them was a force to be reckoned with; how could they possibly engage in such sparring?
Even if there were such treatments, they would only be reserved for personally taught disciples or highly regarded juniors. They are not like the teachers at Shrek, who are approachable due to their various experiences.
Zhao Wuji couldn't help but feel pleased looking at them. This was more like it; even if the Little Monsters weren't around, things would still be interesting.
Thinking of this, he looked at the two at the end of the line. It was time to test their strength, so he said, "Alright, you two have watched enough, right? One at a time, or all at once?"
The people in the audience were taken aback at first, then became excited. "We've heard that Sister Xiao Wu's companions are all very strong. Today we'll finally get to see for ourselves!"
Another guy with red eyes said, "Yeah, to witness a battle like this, even..."
Snap! Before he could finish speaking, the person next to him interrupted, "You're having another episode." "Uh... thank you." "You're welcome!"
Xiang Yang was also eager to know how much of a gap there was between himself and Soul Saint. Previously, he had only been able to fight against the Tang family father and son, so the material was too limited and might not be accurate. Therefore, he took the initiative to suggest that one of him go on stage.
Zhao Wuji looked at him and said, "Alright, let me see just how much you've grown."
In fact, the moment they met, he sensed a faint but dangerous aura emanating from Xiang Yang, which was one of the reasons he didn't recognize Xiang Yang at first—his improvement was simply too great.
Bang! Smash!
With a powerful push of his feet, Xiang Yang easily traversed the distance of several meters and stood facing Zhao Wuji on the arena.
Zhao Wuji looked at him and said, "I won't hold back. Without teammates to cover you, your Soul Skills won't be usable." He was referring to Xiang Yang's tactics all along, because Xiang Yang had always positioned himself as a turret mage, and would never actively close the distance if he could avoid melee combat.
But now, Xiang Yang smiled and said, "Teacher Zhao, you should know that a scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days of separation." As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed towards Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji's response was naturally to meet force head-on, but just as his hand was about to grab Xiang Yang, he missed, and a gust of wind struck his right side.
Xiang Yang wasn't stupid. Even if his current physical strength was stronger than most Soul Kings, he absolutely couldn't fight against a Soul Saint who specialized in this. So he chose to use the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, which he had become increasingly proficient in during this time, to feign a move.
Peng!
Zhao Wuji took a solid kick to the waist and laughed angrily, "Good lad." What he hated most about Tang San was his movement technique; he was like a slippery eel. He never expected that Xiang Yang would also learn this Soul Skill.
As Xiang Yang moved, he said, "That's called catching someone off guard."
"Snort!"
Zhao Wuji scoffed, "That little bit of force is useless against me." Then he used his Soul Skill, "Position Tracking!"
Xiang Yang was encircled by a ring, but he remained calm as Zhao Wuji rapidly closed the distance between them.
"Solar Corona Prism Guard!"
"Great Strength Vajra Palm!"
Xiang Yang's defensive Soul Skill was activated first, blocking the attack. Zhao Wuji's move was just an ordinary first Soul Skill, and it was not enough to directly break through the second Soul Skill of this Martial Soul Evolution, which had not been renamed by him.
The audience below only saw two golden lights colliding, and most chose to avoid looking at them. Only Soul Masters of level 30 or above could see the result.
Zhao Wuji's attack struck the rapidly spinning spherical shield, but after a brief stalemate, he was forced back by a beam of light attack from within.
Zhao Wuji laughed loudly, "Good! That's more like it, let's do it again!" He didn't care whether his attacks hit Xiang Yang or not, but he absolutely couldn't accept his attacks constantly missing.
"Great Strength Vajra Fist!"
It has to be said that Soul Master who can cultivate to the level of Soul Saint cannot be lacking in comprehension, let alone a "rogue cultivator". They were originally unable to access some "high-end knowledge" because of their inferior background, which is why they are not as good as the Soul Masters of the family in terms of Soul Skill combinations.
However, under the influence of Xiang Yang's various ideas on the application of Soul Skills, Zhao Wuji changed this move from palm to fist, making the power more concentrated. He sacrificed the attack range but increased the attack by more than 50%, and also added some penetrating force, making it easier to break through the opponent's defense.
Xiang Yang knew this attack wouldn't be as easy to parry as before, so he chose... not to take it!
Zhao Wuji unleashed both fists simultaneously, preparing to use his "Immovable Bright King Body" to deflect Xiang Yang's Soul Power attack. However, he did not expect that the protective barrier in front of him would shatter into countless points of light with just one touch.
Although he sensed something was wrong, he still chose to charge in, relying on his high-level Soul Saint cultivation, and then he encountered... a wall of light about one meter thick.
Zhao Wuji immediately recognized this as Xiang Yang's modification to the development of the second Soul Skill, but what was the point? Why should I bother to destroy it? Couldn't I just bypass it?
"Holy crap!" "I really want this!" "You're being indecent!"...
Just as he was about to do so, a large number of exclamations suddenly came from behind him. Zhao Wuji looked closely and saw that they were no different from the light wall in front of him.
Although Zhao Wuji knew that Xiang Yang wouldn't do anything pointless, he was still a little puzzled. "Why bother with all this?"
Xiang Yang's voice came from all directions. "Of course it's because... I'm going to give it my all."
Zhao Wuji sensed something was wrong. Although he couldn't see Xiang Yang, this person somehow resembled Zhu Zhuqing...
Before he could think it through, Zhao Wuji moved along the nearest wall of light, wanting to break out of the encirclement first. But Xiang Yang had anticipated this and, seeing that he had realized it, stopped trying to delay.
With the injection of energy, identical barriers quickly formed between these light walls, and small, rapidly fired light projectiles interfered with Zhao Wuji's movements.
"The Immovable Bright King Body!"
Zhao Wuji chose to use brute force to overcome skill, using defensive Soul Skills to deflect attacks from all directions.
Just as they were about to reach their destination, Zhao Wuji started popping champagne halfway through the ceremony, saying, "You're too late."
But then Xiang Yang's laughter reached her ears, "Really? I don't think so!"
Bang!
Damn! This kid is really cunning! Zhao Wuji stood up from the ground. Just now, a beam of light suddenly extended from the wall of light next to him. Because he was too close, he subconsciously chose to lower himself and continue charging. As a result, there was another beam under his feet, and he was tripped and fell to the ground.
Xiang Yang smiled outside, then turned to Tai Long and the students beside him below the stage and said, "Remember, useful moves don't discriminate between being underhanded or not. Stepping on someone's toes is much more effective than a simple punch."
"Huh... is that right?" Tai Long felt like his understanding was crumbling.
"That makes sense!" Some people felt that this method was indeed suitable and effective. If it were used unexpectedly in the middle of a battle, who could react in time?
"Never mind, I'll write it down first." Some people simply believed that since Xiang Yang was stronger than them, his fighting philosophy must be correct.