Volume One

Ning Rongrong chanted her incantation softly, her first soul ring glowing brilliantly. She then tapped her pagoda with her fingertips, and four rays of seven-colored light were released simultaneously, landing squarely on Su Xing, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing.

To avoid any complications, Tang San thought for a moment and said, "Ning Rongrong, you are responsible for supporting the four of us. Xiao Wu, you take the lead in frontal attacks. I will be responsible for controlling Teacher Zhao's movements and limiting him as much as possible. Zhu Zhuqing, use your speed advantage to flank and harass him. Su Xing, you are responsible for protecting Ning Rongrong, as support-type soul masters lack self-defense capabilities."

Seeing Xiao Wu charging toward him, Zhao Wuji neither dodged nor evaded. A faint smile appeared on his face as he acted as if he were letting Xiao Wu attack him at will.

Although Xiao Wu felt something was strange, she did not let the opportunity slip by. Having long since mastered the use of her soul, she completed her Martial Soul Avatar while in mid-air.

Taking advantage of the time Zhao Wuji was activating his Martial Soul Avatar, Su Xing hurriedly shouted a warning.

"Why is this kid's second soul ring purple?" Zhao Wuji was utterly baffled and wondered aloud.

Hearing this, the other three nodded. As for Su Xing, he glanced at Tang San and gave a slight nod, agreeing with his suggestion.

Therefore, Tang San was influenced by his preconceived notions. He assumed Zhao Wuji would target Ning Rongrong first, but who would have thought that this old fox Zhao Wuji would use a feint to attack Su Xing instead.

It could only be said that Zhao Wuji's line of thinking was quite dangerous.

Two yellow century-old soul rings rose from beneath Ning Rongrong's feet, rotating around her body and emitting a faint glow.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Tile, first: Power!"

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji slowed his charge and let out a low growl. His already terrifying muscles suddenly expanded by a factor of two, and even his height increased by a meter in an instant, making him look extremely imposing.

The high-speed rotating sickle brushed directly against Zhao Wuji, producing a series of crisp, metallic clashing sounds.

After Zhao Wuji completed his Martial Soul Avatar, his body became as if cast from steel; no matter how Su Xing's sickle attacked, it could not break through his defense.

At this shout, everyone finally snapped to their senses. Xiao Wu, the Soft Bone Rabbit, acted as the primary attacker and was the first to rush toward Zhao Wuji, her toes lightly touching the ground before she leaped high into the air.

"Su Xing, watch out!"

Su Xing, carrying his inner confusion, waved his palm gently. A purple-black sickle appeared directly in his hand, and immediately after, one yellow and two purple soul rings rose around him simultaneously.

In an instant, all four of them felt their bodies lighten. It was a feeling as refreshing and pleasant as eating ice cream on a sweltering summer day.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Tile, second: Speed!"

In this match, I'm acting as a bodyguard to protect our support. Why on earth are you, Zhao Wuji, targeting me right from the start?

The next second, Xiao Wu's legs formed a scissor shape, clamping directly onto Zhao Wuji's neck.

It didn't even manage to shake his body in the slightest.

For Su Xing, offense was the best defense. Rather than being passively beaten and chased around by Zhao Wuji, it was better to take the initiative; that might give them a sliver of a chance to win.

"Have you all finished discussing? The incense stick on the ground has burned to the end." Zhao Wuji's booming voice echoed across the open ground.

A muffled grunt sounded. Xiao Wu's fierce strike, which could have snapped a small tree, landed on Zhao Wuji but failed to cause him the slightest bit of damage.

"Roar!"

It could be said that his true intention was not the wine, but the scenery.

Su Xing let out a cold snort and swung his sickle violently. The next second, the sickle spun out of his hand, shooting straight toward Zhao Wuji's neck.

"Oh no." Tang San exclaimed, sensing something was wrong.

On the other side, Zhao Wuji looked at Ning Rongrong in surprise and said, "Good grief, I didn't expect someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to come this year. This assessment is finally getting interesting. If that old geezer Flender finds out, who knows how happy he'll be."

"Teacher Zhao, we can begin." Tang San nodded toward Zhao Wuji.

Hiding in the crowd, Ning Rongrong suddenly began to spin in place. A dazzling seven-colored light was released from her body, and a small, exquisite pagoda suddenly appeared in the palm of her right hand.

"Seven Treasures turn out, Glazed Tile."

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—seven dazzling soul rings rose from beneath Zhao Wuji's feet. The next second, a terrifying pressure emanated from his body.

"Why aren't you attacking? What are you waiting for?" Just at this moment.

This was simply unscientific. I clearly hadn't done anything, I hadn't even released my martial soul, so why did you decide to target me right away?

Suddenly, a warm energy surged through their limbs and bones. The four of them felt their bodies filled with power, and the soul power within them seemed to boil.

Following that, Ning Rongrong did not hesitate. Her second soul ring glowed brightly, and four more colored rays drifted out from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, finally landing on the other four.

"With the support of the world's number one support martial soul, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, I think our chances of winning will be much higher." Tang San praised.

"Good luck, everyone!" Ning Rongrong added at the end.

This kid is only so young, yet his soul power has reached a terrifying level 34. He's keeping a low profile; there's definitely something strange about him. I'll just have to take care of you first!

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji was not alarmed but delighted. He shifted his feet violently and charged directly toward Su Xing, who was behind Ning Rongrong.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding!"

Suddenly, several gasps were heard. Zhao Wuji was worthy of being a soul saint above level 70. His battle-hardened experience made his judgment extremely sharp, and his first target was very clear.

At the same time, Tang San channeled his Blue Silver Grass martial soul. A blue-black vine appeared out of thin air at the spot where Xiao Wu was landing. Immediately after, Xiao Wu stepped on the vine like a fully drawn longbow and shot toward Zhao Wuji.

Fortunately, Zhao Wuji's speed was not very fast. Just as he was about to reach Ning Rongrong, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass activated instantly. Pitch-black vines flashed like lightning, wrapping around Ning Rongrong's waist and pulling her to another location.

Even Su Xing himself was a bit stunned.

The reason Tang San chose to save Ning Rongrong just now was because Grandmaster had once told him that if they encountered an opponent with a soul master from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, they must eliminate that soul master first.

After speaking, Zhao Wuji did not give Tang San and the others a chance to attack. He crouched slightly, lunged forward, and charged straight toward Ning Rongrong.

"Ah!"

Zhao Wuji clasped his hands together and gently loosened his wrists. A series of bone-cracking sounds echoed, and then he took out a new stick of incense and stuck it into the ground again.

Tang San's praise made Ning Rongrong feel a little proud, and her face turned flushed.

"Hahaha, you're too young, you've been tricked!"