First Volume

Immovable Bright King Body looked from afar like a living Vajra Bear, waves of solid pressure bearing down head-on. Xiao Wu twisted her feet and, taking advantage of Zhao Wuji being in midair, forcibly swung his body around. The next second, she hurled him down. "Get down!" "First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!" The ground trembled, sending dust flying everywhere. After closing in on Zhao Wuji, Zhu Zhuqing spun into a series of afterimages. In an incredibly short time, relying on her speed and sharp cat claws, she struck Zhao Wuji's weak points over a hundred times. That figure was Zhu Zhuqing. As he spoke, Zhao Wuji mobilized his Soul Power and shot high into the air, reaching out to grab Xiao Wu. He intended to capture this little rabbit right in midair. Not far away, Zhu Zhuqing also sensed that something was wrong. Thus, her martial soul possessed her body once more, and her eyes changed color at the same time—her left eye dark green, her right eye clear blue. Her claws were like sharp blades, glinting coldly, her gaze icy. "Your coordination is quite good. This little girl used the resilience of Blue Silver Grass to greatly increase the force of her launch from the air. But how could such a vast gap in Soul Power be made up for by this little bit of strength?" Zhu Zhuqing's grasp of attack timing was extraordinarily precise. Just as Zhao Wuji's head was about to hit the ground, his hands spread open to brace against it, but a ghostlike figure had somehow appeared on his back. Zhu Zhuqing was so fast that none of her movements made the slightest sound. She darted out silently and attacked silently, without releasing even a trace of energy or making any sound of Soul Power cutting through the air. Under the same circumstances, Xiao Wu fared even worse. The instant her foot struck Zhao Wuji, the rebounding force from the golden light made her spit out blood. "Urgh..." Dai Mubai. Seeing Zhao Wuji getting serious, Tang San gave a low shout, slightly bending forward and lowering his shoulders. This is bad. He intends to use his Soul Power. Tang San sensed trouble. Such exquisite coordination was clearly impossible without several years of practice together, and it left Zhao Wuji deeply surprised and full of praise. The next second, the intense golden light on Zhao Wuji's body erupted almost instantly, blasting Zhu Zhuqing into the air as she let out a cry of pain. Immediately afterward, the vines wrapped around Zhao Wuji vanished. With no vines supporting him, there was nothing beneath his feet, and he instantly lost his foothold, unable to stabilize himself at all. "Hmph, again?" Zhao Wuji sneered. "The same move won't work on me." At this sight, the three of them's pupils shrank sharply. This big bear's defense is truly terrifying. Even if he stands still and lets us hit him, we probably can't do much damage. The next second, Xiao Wu's position in midair changed, and Zhao Wuji's grab naturally missed. At the same time, another cold, shadowy figure did not remain idle. Two soul rings lit up on Zhu Zhuqing's body as she silently accelerated forward, charging rapidly toward Zhao Wuji. Su Xing thought to himself from the side. He had no intention of making a move yet; after all, the incense had only burned by a third. Looking at Zhao Wuji's dusty, disheveled appearance, Dai Mubai had been snickering at the side, but after Zhao Wuji glared at him and berated him, he could no longer laugh. "Little brats, your teamwork isn't bad!" Clang, clang, clang, clang, clang! A series of dense impacts rang out, forcing Zhao Wuji to turn his hands behind his back and fend off Zhu Zhuqing's attacks with a half-offensive, half-defensive stance. Zhao Wuji was kicked dizzy once again. "Little brats, come on. Let's continue. Today, Teacher Zhao will leave you with a deep 'impression.'" I need to deal with that boy using Blue Silver Grass first. His control is troublesome. Once I take him down, the attacks of these three will instantly fall apart. Zhao Wuji thought to himself. "Roar!" Zhao Wuji shook the dirt from his head and said irritably, "What rotten luck. Running into you little kids with no assholes. Looks like I have no choice but to get serious with you." "And you, what are you laughing at? Come find me tomorrow morning for practical combat class!" Hearing this, Xiao Wu said nothing and merely frowned slightly. "First Soul Skill, Immovable Bright King Body!" A tremendous boom suddenly rang out. The next second, all seven soul rings on Zhao Wuji's body lit up at once. His body became even more burly than before, at least over two meters tall, and a layer of brown bear fur covered him. Yet Xiao Wu's feet were still clamped around Zhao Wuji's shoulders. With that, Zhao Wuji strode toward Tang San and Xiao Wu. But just as his palm was about to touch Xiao Wu, dozens of Blue Silver Grass stalks burst from around Tang San's body and wrapped directly around her. Zhao Wuji grinned and spoke calmly. A furious roar suddenly sounded. "Hmph, next, prepare yourselves to face Zhao Wuji's storm-like attacks." The vines wrapped around her instantly shattered, causing him to fall straight from midair. "Xiao Wu, Meteor Human Hammer." Golden light flared in Zhao Wuji's eyes as the first soul ring on his body lit up instantly. The next second, Xiao Wu gave a light leap, stepped onto Tang San's shoulder, and shot into the air. The next second, black vines grew from beneath Zhao Wuji's feet and frantically coiled around his body. At the same time, these vines pushed his body upward, lifting his feet off the ground. Otherwise, she would not have been able to cooperate with Tang San and Xiao Wu to complete this ingenious attack. At the same time, Tang San used the vines to control Xiao Wu's body, continuously launching attacks at Zhao Wuji. From afar, it looked as if a hammer had been tied to the end of a vine. Tang San shook his head. "It shouldn't be that simple." "Second Soul Skill, Hell Hundred Claws!" Unable to brace himself with his hands, Zhao Wuji's huge body crashed heavily onto the ground, his entire head plunging into the dirt. The poison in the vines instantly made his legs go numb. Boom! A faint gleam flashed through Zhu Zhuqing's eyes. Before Zhao Wuji hit the ground, she lightly leaped from his back and was not struck by his attack. As the dust settled, Zhao Wuji was seen bracing his hands against the ground and pulling his head, which had been embedded in the earth, out like a carrot. "Damn it, if I let you keep this up, how am I supposed to keep my footing at Shrek Academy in the future?" A hint of seriousness appeared in Zhao Wuji's eyes. "Third Brother, did we hit him too hard?" Xiao Wu looked toward where Zhao Wuji had fallen, slightly nervous.