Battle Against Zhao Wuji

Qian Qiao opened the briefcase, revealing a belt larger than any other Rider's.

After putting it on properly, he pulled out his phone.

He pressed those three buttons.

5! 5! 5!

"Standby!"

Qian Qiao snapped the phone closed and raised it with one hand.

"Henshin!"

The phone slotted firmly into the belt.

"Complete!"

Photon Blood flowed from the belt, surging through his entire body.

In an instant, red light flooded the area, drawing everyone's gaze.

What finally stood before them was an armored figure in white, red, and black.

This was Kamen Rider Faiz—or rather, Kamen Rider 555!

Qian Qiao gave his left hand a light flick, then shot forward in a single stride.

The battle on the field had only just begun.

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu were exceptionally fast, their hit-and-run tactics annoying Zhao Wuji, but he wasn't so easily thrown off.

After all, Zhao Wuji had over seventy levels of soul power. Even if he hadn't specialized in speed, years of accumulated soul power had strengthened his body, making him far faster than ordinary people.

Moreover, the gap in soul power often reflected a gap in strength. No matter how Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu dodged and harassed him, Zhao Wuji only needed a light tremor of his soul power to nullify their attacks entirely.

Even if an attack slipped through, his overwhelming defense meant it barely scratched him.

With a difference of over forty levels of soul power, it wasn't something easily compensated for.

"Not bad."

Zhao Wuji still gave Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu a nod of approval. As a defense-type Soul Saint, their attacks couldn't break through, so he judged them on speed and positioning.

On both counts, their movements showcased their strength as Soul Grand Masters. In his mind, they had already passed.

So Zhao Wuji turned his attention to the others.

With a light use of soul power, far surpassing Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu's, he sent them both flying.

"Weep before my power!"

Kintaros charged in recklessly.

Zhao Wuji had a strong impression of him too—someone this split-personality wasn't easy to forget.

Besides, the guy had arrived early, and Zhao Wuji had observed him from the shadows for a while.

Seeing the fist flying toward him, Zhao Wuji grinned and met it with his own.

Boom!

A shockwave erupted from their fists. From a distance, Tang San could almost see the veins bulging on both their arms.

"Not bad!"

Zhao Wuji praised him. He was a power-type himself, and this Soul Elder's strength was already close to a Soul King's.

Praise aside, Zhao Wuji wasn't about to go easy. For him, the fight was just beginning.

"Hah!"

Zhao Wuji increased the force in his hand, amplifying his right arm with soul power.

Thud!

With a light push forward, Kintaros—who had even Dai Mubai struggling—was sent flying.

Whoosh! Thud!

Kintaros crashed hard into the ground.

"Should've held back a bit. Franky's definitely gonna be pissed."

Looking at the damage, Zhao Wuji knew Franky wouldn't let him off easy.

Thinking of his thinning wallet, Zhao Wuji could only sigh.

"So strong!"

Kintaros forced himself up, dusting off his dirt-covered hands.

It had been a long time since he'd faced such a powerful enemy.

But Kintaros wasn't one to back down. He took a step forward and charged again.

"Blue Silver Grass, First Soul Skill: Blue Silver Entanglement!"

"Blue Silver Grass Second Soul Skill: Blue Silver Parasitism!"

The moment Third Brother made his move, everyone knew whether he had what it took.

The earlier Blue Silver Entanglement had been meant to restrict Zhao Wuji's movements, but Zhao Wuji simply lifted his foot and snapped all the Blue Silver Grass in half.

So Tang San directly used two soul skills in succession.

Although the two skills had slow effects, low output, and negligible control, they still managed to successfully enrage Zhao Wuji.

After all, such a disgusting thing was rare even among the group.

Though it had little effect on Zhao Wuji, the sheer quantity and annoyance of the Blue Silver Grass couldn't be denied.

"Vajra Bear First Soul Skill: Immovable Bright King Body!"

Zhao Wuji directly activated his First Soul Skill, Immovable Bright King Body, which could reflect soul skills and attacks within a three-meter radius.

Tang San's soul skills were directly nullified, and even reflected back at him.

But the reflected Blue Silver Grass was dodged by Tang San's agile footwork.

At that moment, Qian Qiao also stepped in.

Compared to Kintaros, who was known for his strength, Qian Qiao's Faiz, though based on a shark, inevitably carried a hint of fragility.

So now was the time to test Qian Qiao's combat fundamentals.

Qian Qiao punched Zhao Wuji in the chest. Though it wasn't as powerful as Kintaros's strikes, it still dealt damage to Zhao Wuji.

When Zhao Wuji tried to follow up with an elbow strike, Qian Qiao twisted his waist, dodging the elbow while planting both hands on the ground. Using his arms for support, he kicked Zhao Wuji hard under the chin.

The chin is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body, and for a moment, Zhao Wuji felt the pain.

But Zhao Wuji endured the pain under his chin, gathered soul power into fists bigger than sandbags, and slammed them heavily into the ground where Qian Qiao stood.

Fortunately, Qian Qiao was prepared. After using his hands to push off the ground and his feet to kick, he used the recoil to flip backward several times in a series of backflips, dodging Zhao Wuji's attack range entirely.

Zhao Wuji's sandbag-sized fists struck the ground, directly creating a large pit and kicking up a cloud of dust.

After dodging the attack, Qian Qiao assumed a stance: left foot forward, right foot back, shoulder-width apart, hands half-clenched into fists, left fist low and right fist slightly higher, positioned at his chest.

"Second Soul Skill: Gravity Enhancement!"

Zhao Wuji's Third Soul Ring, a Thousand Year Soul Ring, appeared behind him.

This was a Third Soul Skill that most people present didn't have.

Tang San felt his body grow heavy, as if he were sinking into the ground.

The Third Soul Skill was a debuff or restriction meant to ensure that anyone with speed or footwork Zhao Wuji couldn't catch would be weakened.

Just like a dog-headed champion with no mobility can only rely on a W-skill slow to catch up.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Positioning Tracking!"

Zhao Wuji's Fourth Soul Ring locked onto Qian Qiao at a speed that shocked everyone.

Qian Qiao looked at the soul ring on his body and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Though the soul ring didn't impose much restriction on him, it was clear that Zhao Wuji's first target would be him, no question.

Zhao Wuji's Fourth Soul Skill had a tracking effect, and it could also guide Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji tensed his legs, and the immense power caused the ground around his feet to crack like a spiderweb.

He crouched slightly, then leaped directly. The sheer force launched him into the air.

Whoosh!

Like a cannonball, Zhao Wuji's target was Qian Qiao.

In midair, Zhao Wuji adjusted his direction, his sandbag-sized fist aimed at Qian Qiao, ready to deliver a descending punch.

Damn, I found a manga I'd been saving up. Saw it finished today, so I decided to read it.

The manga's name is 1800 Days of a Corporate Slave and a Girl. If you haven't read it, don't bother.

The early parts with the male lead and the teacher were pretty good, then it got NTR'd. And the teacher was stolen by some old divorced guy, got pregnant, and even showed up in the epilogue, as if they weren't trying hard enough to disgust the readers.

It was supposed to be a raising-a-daughter manga, but the ending left the female CEO in an awkward spot. At the very least, she could've been paired with the masked guy. Raising a daughter only to end up with her having a kid—what a mess.