Yan Shaozhe Left in a Hurry
"Dean..." Du Weilun was stunned as well, unable to stop his eyes from widening. Zhu Ziyang had truly opened his eyes today. A powerful Martial Soul possessing both the Light Attribute and the Death Attribute, along with one yellow and two purple Soul Rings—every part of it shocked Du Weilun. Most importantly, even Dean Yan had lost his composure and hurried back to the Inner Court. As for what he was going there to do, Du Weilun could guess.
On the arena, Beibei and the other two were also startled by Zhu Ziyang's Soul Ring configuration. Bitter expressions appeared on their faces as Beibei said, "Ziyang, you really are full of surprises! But we won't be that easy to deal with either!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three of them unleashed their Soul Skills together. Lightning flared fiercely around Beibei's right arm, while dark light spread across Xu Sanshi's shield. One attacked from the left and the other from the right, charging toward Zhu Ziyang. Yet Xue Weiwei, standing at the rear, was the one Zhu Ziyang was most wary of. Her first and second Soul Rings lit up in succession, and a circle of dark yellow radiance spread out, instantly filling the entire arena.
None of Zhu Ziyang's group of three realized how formidable that yellow glow was.
Watching Beibei and Xu Sanshi rush at him, how could Zhu Ziyang not understand their plan? But he was not the least bit intimidated. He confidently said to Jiang Nannan and Tang Ya, "Nannan, you two deal with Xue Weiwei first."
"Understood!" Jiang Nannan and Tang Ya exchanged a glance before moving at the same time.
Jiang Nannan activated her First Soul Skill, moon-shadow energy swirling around her body and rendering her graceful