Perfecting the Zhetian Method

Facing the spatial distortion and suppression, Zhu Zhuqing was out of options. Though her current Sword Path and strength could also slice through space, that only worked on normal space. She could not cut through this kind of compressed space, not even while in the Martial Soul Fusion Skill state.

Not to mention that the space was distorted as well. Even if she cut it open, it would not accomplish much.

"Zhong Chui, can your time soul skill handle this kind of power?"

Ning Rongrong asked Zhong Chui, who possessed a clock martial soul. Though he was a new teammate and a support-system soul master, he was also their trump card.

After all, time was an even more mysterious and unfathomable power than space—a force with no solution.

"No. It seems that the time outside has been affected too. I can activate my soul skill, but I have no idea what the effect will become."

Zhong Chui used his martial soul to sense the situation and was deeply shocked.

His words troubled Ning Rongrong and the others. Even their trump card could not deal with it. How were they supposed to fight in the Finals?

Still, it was understandable. That Holy Spirit Sword Saint possessed methods capable of freezing both time and space. Li Jing came from the Sword Sect and Phantom Sound Academy, so it was only natural for the soul skills he created to affect space and time.

All they could say was that he truly deserved to be called a Peerless Prodigy. He was absurdly powerful!

"Third Brother, use that move. We have to force him to draw his sword, or we won't stand a chance in the Finals."

Thoughts racing, Ning Rongrong contacted Tang San. They could only use that move ahead of time.

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