Are You Tickling Me, Kid? (6K)

In the matches that followed, Shrek's fighting rhythm abruptly changed. No one had any intention of clashing head-on with the Sun Moon Royal Soul Tool Master Academy anymore. Instead, each of them became slipperier than the last, embodying the principle of yielding when faced with a bigger stick.

Take Xie Huanyue, for example. He had already been able to take a beating, and now he was loaded up with a pile of defensive soul tools. As long as he was not instantly killed, everything was fine.

Then again, with his Pipi Elephant Martial Soul, even a top-tier Power Attack System Beast Martial Soul might not be able to do much to him. And now, Xie Huanyue was practically like rubber clay, refusing to fight anyone head-on. That made him even more infuriating to deal with.

Take Ye Nongfeng. After a short break and a longer pause, he had just been planning to hit Xie Huanyue with a few vicious attacks. But when he saw Xie Huanyue step onto the Soul Duel Stage wearing more than a dozen defensive soul tools, his smile immediately froze on his face.

He knew something about Xie Huanyue's Pipi Elephant Martial Soul. It was already incredibly durable, and with all those defensive soul tools on top of that...

Ning Tian, sitting in the Rest Area, revealed a somewhat embarrassed smile. At least eight of those defensive soul tools had originally been hers. The defensive soul tools on Xie Huanyue had been pooled together by everyone.

Before long, Ye Nongfeng experienced what true torment was.

Although Xie Huanyue was not particularly fast, he had far too much flesh on him. He could curl himself into a giant ball of meat and roll all over the place.

This was the true value of a top-tier defensive martial