Ning Qiu VS Zhao Wuji

Whoosh

With a wave of Zhao Wuji's hand, he flung out a black shadow. It finally embedded itself in a stone.

The black shadow was an incense stick. Its tip was lodged in the stone, yet the incense itself had not suffered the slightest damage.

"Brother!" Xiao Wu called softly.

Zhao Wuji's control over his strength was so exquisite that it was enough to show his combat ability was anything but ordinary.

Xiao Wu was not sure whether Ning Qiu could defeat Zhao Wuji.

"If you lose, you'll have to come with me to Shrek Academy," Zhao Wuji added.

Zhao Wuji had taken a liking to people like Ning Qiu, Dai Mubai, and Xiao Wu. Shrek Academy still lacked eight people if it wanted to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Soul Master Tournament.

To Zhao Wuji, if Ning Qiu, Xiao Wu, Dai Mubai, and the other ten entered Shrek Academy, the issue of competitors would undoubtedly be solved.

"If Ning LaoDa loses, he has to enter Shrek Academy with you. But if Ning LaoDa wins, all that happens is the grudge is settled. That isn't fair. It was your academy's students who picked the fight in the first place. Why shouldn't Ning LaoDa gain anything if he wins?" A glint flashed in Dai Mubai's eyes. To him, the incense was still burning, so every moment he could stall counted.

"What do you want, then?" Zhao Wuji asked.

"If you lose, you have to join our village," Dai Mubai answered. He thought that if the Immovable Bright King joined their village, Holy Soul Village's strength would surely increase.

"That's all?" Zhao Wuji asked.

"That's all." Dai Mubai nodded.

"No," Ning Qiu cut in.

"Ning LaoDa..." Dai Mubai looked at Ning Qiu in confusion. Was a Soul Sage above level seventy really not qualified to become a villager of Holy Soul Village?

"I don't accept that," Ning Qiu said. Letting Zhao Wuji join Holy Soul Village would be letting him off far too easily.

"Then what do you want?" Zhao Wuji asked.

"I don't want anything. If I win, you need to apologize to us," Ning Qiu said calmly.

"Fine." Zhao Wuji looked at Ning Qiu as though he were an idiot. All Ning Qiu wanted in the end was an apology. How could Zhao Wuji have known that making him join Holy Soul Village would have been doing him a favor?

Registered villagers of Holy Soul Village could rapidly raise their own levels simply by completing missions!

"I'm about to make my move. You can summon your Martial Soul now," Zhao Wuji reminded him.

Boom

Ning Qiu stomped his foot, and three Soul Rings rose from beneath it, colored yellow, yellow, and purple.

Facing Zhao Wuji, the Immovable Bright King, Ning Qiu did not dare underestimate him. This was his first time challenging a Soul Sage above level seventy across such a gap.

Golden Soul Power gathered behind Ning Qiu, forming the phantom of an elephant with a dragon's head.

"Hundred-Year Limit Soul Rings and a Thousand Year Limit Soul Ring!" Zhao Wuji frowned, and his heart sank. What kind of Martial Soul is that? Why does it make my heart palpitate? My Martial Soul is the Vajra Bear. Only a top-grade Beast Martial Soul could make me feel this way. Could his Martial Soul be a top-grade Beast Martial Soul?

A dragon?

Ning Qiu's Martial Soul did not look like a dragon!

A phoenix?

Ning Qiu's Martial Soul looked even less like a phoenix!

After studying it for quite a while, Zhao Wuji felt that Ning Qiu's Martial Soul looked like a dragon elephant.

"What Martial Soul is that?" Zhao Wuji asked curiously.

Under the suppression of Ning Qiu's Martial Soul, Zhao Wuji could feel his own combat strength being weakened.

"The Primordial Dragon Elephant. The supreme ruler of land and sea in the primordial era," Ning Qiu answered.

"Primordial Dragon Elephant!" Zhao Wuji muttered. He was even more satisfied with Ning Qiu now. He had already decided that he absolutely had to defeat Ning Qiu and make him join Shrek Academy.

In Zhao Wuji's eyes, it would be an utter waste if such a monster did not enter Shrek Academy.

Zhao Wuji swung his fist as Soul Power surged through him, smashing furiously toward Ning Qiu. Wherever his fist passed, friction set the air ablaze with dazzling sparks.

It was clear that even without using his Martial Soul, the power of Zhao Wuji's punch could not be underestimated.

"Hehe, kid, let's see how you take this punch. After receiving guidance from the Clear Sky Douluo, even without using my Martial Soul, this punch of mine can kill a hundred-year-old tiger."

A confident, smug curve hung at the corner of Zhao Wuji's lips, as if he could already see Ning Qiu being sent flying by a single punch.

Boom

Ning Qiu stomped hard, his body sliding backward. Zhao Wuji pursued relentlessly, continuing to attack Ning Qiu as he ran.

Third Soul Skill: Gravity Swamp

The third Soul Ring around Ning Qiu lit up with a purplish-black glow. Immediately afterward, gravity within forty-eight meters of him increased to a terrifying degree.

Zhao Wuji's body was bound by the suddenly intensified gravity, nearly freezing in place. He stumbled, lost his balance, and fell to the ground. His lips had an intimate encounter with the earth.

"This..."

"This..."

"This..."

The scene before them left the surrounding spectators dumbfounded.

Even more surging Soul Power poured out from Zhao Wuji's body.

"Good kid, you actually have a soul skill like Gravity Enhancement too. Looks like I've really stumbled in the gutter today." Zhao Wuji mocked himself as he climbed to his feet.

Zhao Wuji's third soul skill had the same effect as Ning Qiu's third soul skill: Gravity Enhancement. Perhaps Ning Qiu's third soul ring was far, far older than Zhao Wuji's third soul ring. Zhao Wuji discovered that Ning Qiu's enhanced gravity was twice as strong as his own third soul skill. His legs felt as though they were trapped in a swamp.

However, as the owner of this soul skill, Zhao Wuji naturally knew the trick to breaking free from gravity's restraints.

Sure enough, a layer of yellow light emerged beneath Zhao Wuji's feet. The light was condensed from Soul Power, and it was precisely this that allowed Zhao Wuji to ignore Ning Qiu's Gravity Swamp.

"Hmph!"

Ning Qiu gave a disdainful chuckle. The instant Zhao Wuji charged at him, he immediately withdrew his third soul skill.

Urgh!

Zhao Wuji's heart jolted. The suddenly vanishing enhanced gravity beneath his feet caused the Soul Power he had been using to resist it to launch his entire body into the air.

"Admitting defeat?"

Zhao Wuji landed and shot him a mocking look. Seeing Ning Qiu shake his head, he immediately swung his fist and attacked again.

Third Soul Skill: Gravity Swamp

Just as Zhao Wuji launched his attack, Ning Qiu used his third soul skill once more.

Zhao Wuji frowned and had no choice but to channel Soul Power into the soles of his feet, continuing to resist the enhanced gravity.

The moment Zhao Wuji did so, Ning Qiu cleverly withdrew his third soul skill again.

What followed was a comical sight.

Zhao Wuji's body bounced and hopped like a little rabbit as he attacked Ning Qiu.