Zhao Wuji, who was trapped, also agreed with this statement, but only if it applied to himself. He only realized when he fell that there were actually more than just those two. There were shorter protrusions all over him, up and down, front and back, and even where his body was against the wall of light, ready to be used. However, he was already caught in the trap and could not use them.
It was clear that what surrounded him wasn't just the "high wall" in front of him, but also many other unseen things, such as the wisps of light that had appeared above his head without him even noticing...
Zhao Wuji gave up on breaking through the encirclement and shouted, "A Yang, let me see if your attack can break through my defenses!"
Sixth Soul Skill, Vajra Thorn Armor!
The sixth black Soul Ring lit up, and Zhao Wuji's already burly and heavy body was covered with a full-body black and gold armor, which was also covered with some spikes.
It has stronger defense than the first Soul Skill, Immovable Bright King Body, and unlike random reflection, this Soul Skill accurately reflects damage back to the initiator along the original trajectory, possessing a certain degree of locking ability, such as Xiang Yang's ranged attacks, although it is not as strong as the reflection against melee attacks.
This is also one of the reasons for his title "Immovable Wisdom King" (Zhao Wuji): even if he doesn't attack first, his opponent will still be injured by his attacks.
Xiang Yang remained noncommittal; the [Corona Barrier] was now complete, and it was time for his turn.
Bang! Boom!
A beam of light the size of a fist was fired first, followed by a torrential downpour.
Zhao Wuji tried his best to move and dodge, but under such a saturation attack, he could hardly move an inch.
Buzz! Bang! Boom!
He caught another beam of light as large as his head. Zhao Wuji almost considered using his Martial Soul Avatar, but using it to fight a Soul Saint against Soul Ancestor Martial Soul Avatar too... wouldn't he be laughed at?
No! Let's think of another way.
Xiang Yang looked down at Zhao Wuji from the wall of light. After his attacks were deflected, they were either hit by other attacks or blocked by the wall of light, so he was not likely to be harmed.
Tang San's eyes gleamed with a purple light. "Teacher Zhao underestimated A Yang. We all know the effects of his Soul Skills, so of course we wouldn't overlook this."
If it's not close combat, the effect of the Vajra Counter Armor will be reduced by at least half. In addition, the disadvantage of ranged attacks being able to return along the same path means that unless Xiang Yang deliberately runs into it, he will not be able to take any damage.
Seeing that his "Prince's Battle Technique" had lasted for more than a minute and his Soul Power was only half left, Xiang Yang realized that there was no point in continuing like this, so he simply dispelled the barrier and recalled his clone.
Zhao Wuji sensed the attack had stopped and immediately thought, "That makes sense. Even Boss Fu couldn't maintain this kind of attack for long. His Soul Power should be almost exhausted by now, right?"
Xiang Yang stood still and said, "Teacher Zhao, I don't have much Soul Power left. I only have one last move."
Zhao Wuji laughed heartily, "Alright, I'll give you time to gather your strength. If you're capable, then put in as much effort as you can!" Just as he had thought, since that was the case, he would let him show off in front of the other trainees.
Hearing this, Xiang Yang smiled and said, "Okay, Teacher Zhao." You said it yourself; I was originally thinking of just giving up after a quick round.
So he thought about it and decided to save the Soul Skill for the Sunny Day. After Xiang Yang had just retracted his three clones and merged them together, his Soul Power was now more than double what it used to be, which was enough for him to launch a "super awesome" attack.
Xiang Yang summoned his Martial Soul, and then a "flower plate" two or three meters in size condensed in front of Martial Soul:
"The golden plate gathers the yang energy, and the sun's fire condenses into a core."
The golden light in the center of the flower plate suddenly turned red, and everyone present felt a wave of scorching heat rush towards them, as if the place had become a desert at midday.
"Nine-Ring Force Guide!"
The enormous flowerpot was divided into nine halos, forming a path several meters long from smallest to largest. Zhao Wuji looked at this thing pointing at him and grinned, "Hey! Didn't you just say you didn't have much Soul Power left?"
Having come this far, how could Zhao Wuji not sense it? This Soul Power was almost equal to all of what he had just gained.
You little brat, you have no sportsmanship!
Cursing under his breath, Zhao Wuji couldn't possibly go back on his word in front of so many people, could he? What would become of his reputation then? He quickly used his Soul Power to repair the damage to the Vajra Counter Armor, and then superimposed the Immovable Bright King Body. That way, everything would be foolproof... right?
Just as he was ready, Xiang Yang's Soul Incantation came to an end:
"Blazing Torrent Burns the Heavens!"
"Great Strength Vajra Palm!"
First, it was a crimson dot, then, after being constrained and amplified by the nine rings, it instantly transformed into a three-meter-wide golden-red beam cannon, which slammed into Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji felt as if he were being violently struck by a fire dragon, the scorching shockwave making him feel as if his Soul Power was being melted... No!
What did he see? The Soul Power on his Great Strength Vajra Palm, was evaporating! This flame was even stronger than Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire.
Besides arousing emotions, the Evil Fire is extremely sticky and difficult to remove, but it can be forcibly suppressed with Soul Power or by abandoning the point of contact. However, it does not have the ability to burn away even Soul Power; it is simply a power born to destroy everything.
Zhao Wuji chose to continue to withstand the attack. With his Soul Saint cultivation, he was unlikely to be harmed by the Soul Ancestor's attack, but if he lost face, he would truly lose everything.
Tang San, Tai Long, and other students below the arena saw the two on the stage locked in a stalemate, when a series of powerful shockwaves struck, causing everyone except Tang San to stagger and fall, some even lying on the ground to watch.
They were discussing it animatedly: Is it right for the Soul Ancestor to fight Soul Saint like this?
Tang San found their reactions somewhat amusing, but they were also normal; no one could remain indifferent to such a scene.
Tang San had previously experienced Xiang Yang's upgraded "Nine Suns Cannon," and the nine rings were normally reversed so that sufficient compression could maximize their attack power.
According to Tang Hao, that means he's close to becoming Soul Saint.
The attack it's currently using only appears grand; in reality, it's just an amplified and sustained version of Soul King's full-force strike. Tang San could do it too, but their attack methods are different.
The final battle ended with a violent explosion. Moments later, as the smoke cleared, Zhao Wuji slowly emerged, his left hand gripping Xiang Yang and his right hand behind his back. He wore a faint smile of approval, as if he had been completely at ease throughout the entire battle.
Tai Long and the others thought this was normal; Teacher Zhao must have gone easy on them just now, otherwise how could Soul Saint be suppressed by Soul Ancestor? They all surrounded him.
Tang San was the first to approach. He first took Xiang Yang, said a few words to Zhao Wuji, then politely declined Tai Long and the others' help and warm invitations, before leaving with Xiang Yang on his back.
Only after turning a corner and making sure they were out of sight did he put Xiang Yang down, jokingly saying with a smile, "You guys did a good job acting."
Xiang Yang showed no signs of exhaustion at this moment. He said, "Teacher Zhao is, after all, a Soul Saint- level teacher. We can't let him tarnish his reputation in the academy."
Clearly, what just happened was a performance by Xiang Yang and Zhao Wuji for the other trainees.
Tang San nodded. "That's true, but even so, your fame should be able to catch up with Xiao Wu's."
Xiang Yang: "That doesn't matter..." Well, it's not entirely insignificant; it's still somewhat useful.
As the two were talking, a female voice came from behind. "Third Brother?"