Victory Across Thirty Levels

"Good! Good! Good!"

Zhao Wuji shouted three times in excitement.

Setting everything else aside, this Little Monster's physical constitution was truly formidable.

His practical combat experience was no slouch either.

His attacks were ruthless, every move aimed at vital points.

Although Zhao Wuji had not used any Soul Skills and had merely activated Martial Soul Possession, this little fellow had not used any Soul Skills either.

Taking the difference between their Martial Souls into account, Zhao Wuji was actually the one with a slight advantage.

Lu Yuan shook his slightly numb arm. Instead of charging forward again, he used the residual force from being knocked back during the previous clash to retreat rapidly and widen the distance.

Fighting Zhao Wuji in close quarters was indeed somewhat disadvantageous.

However, through their several exchanges just now, Lu Yuan had roughly gauged the strength of his body.

His physical strength could rival that of a standard Soul Emperor, but there was still quite a significant gap between him and a Soul Saint.

His gaze shifted slightly as four black Soul Rings lit up in succession.

"Enhancement!"

"Enhancement!"

"Enhancement!"

"Enhancement!"

That was right. All four skills attached to Lu Yuan's Soul Rings were enhancements for himself.

Only because spatial skills could be developed independently and were too numerous to count did Lu Yuan dare to configure his Soul Rings this way.

Although most Soul Ring skills could not be chosen by Soul Masters themselves, there was still a certain tendency when Hunting Soul Beasts.

For example, hunting a Man Faced Demon Spider would most likely yield a control-type Soul Ring skill.

Likewise, hunting a Soft Bone Rabbit would most likely yield an Agility Attack System Soul Ring skill.

As for what specific skill one obtained, that depended on the particular traits of the Soul Beast being hunted.

For example, hunting an ordinary Soft Bone Rabbit and hunting Xiao Wu would definitely result in different numbers and qualities of skills.

One gave Phasing, while the other gave Golden Body.

Xiao Wu's two skills directly crushed a whole host of Soft Bone Rabbits.

However, high-quality as those skills were, their essence still leaned toward the Agility Attack System.

That was the characteristic of Soul Beast clans!

Thus, the four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings Lu Yuan had acquired all came from Soul Beast clans with support-type traits.

Such Soul Beast clans were the best choice for Support-type Soul Masters seeking Soul Rings.

Unfortunately, they had run into someone as lacking in Martial Virtue as Lu Yuan.

The enhancement provided by one Soul Ring was nothing special.

Many assault-type Battle Soul Masters usually had an enhancement skill like that at their disposal.

But what if multiple Soul Rings provided enhancements at once?

One Ring increased strength by fifty percent and Soul Power by fifty percent.

Two Rings increased strength by fifty percent and speed by fifty percent.

Three Rings increased strength by one hundred percent and speed by one hundred percent.

Four Rings increased Soul Power by one hundred percent, speed by one hundred percent, and reaction speed by fifty percent.

In other words, the four Soul Rings increased Lu Yuan's strength by two hundred percent, Soul Power by one hundred and fifty percent, speed by two hundred and fifty percent, and reaction speed by fifty percent.

Although stacking nothing but enhancements would leave one in the awkward position of having no offensive Soul Skills, for Lu Yuan...

There was no awkward position at all!

Spatial skills came in all varieties and were too numerous to count.

Lu Yuan even wondered whether he would be able to develop every spatial skill within his lifetime.

One Soul Ring, one Soul Skill?

Far too narrow-minded!

It did not suit him!

Still, the truly powerful part was that final "fifty percent increase in reaction speed."

If he could, Lu Yuan truly wanted to take fifty percent from the speed enhancement and add it to reaction speed.

Fighting across ranks required not speed, especially for an all-round Soul Master like him. A decent speed enhancement was enough.

What mattered most was reaction speed!

If he could not react to an enemy's attack in battle, even a wielder of Spatial Ability could be killed in a single strike!

That was the importance of reaction speed.

"Take this!"

"Spatial Severance, Net."

Lu Yuan shouted, thrust both hands into the space before him, and slashed downward with all his might!

The total amount of enhanced Soul Power in his body suddenly dropped by one-tenth!

Nearly a hundred invisible spatial ripples connected like threads, densely interwoven into a slightly loose-looking "net"!

Then, the net shot straight ahead.

Zhao Wuji's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

The instincts he had honed through years of life-and-death battles kept sounding warnings!

Though he could not see the attack, he still chose to trust his instincts.

"First Soul Skill, Immovable Bright King Body!"

"Second Soul Skill! Vajra Palm!"

With an angry roar, Zhao Wuji's hand, now transformed into a bear paw, thrust fiercely forward.

The overwhelming Aura made Ma Hongjun, who was watching nearby, turn pale.

But...

The faint golden light wrapped around Zhao Wuji's palm shattered directly against the net!

There was not the slightest resistance!

It was as though it had never existed!

Almost at the exact instant the golden light shattered, blood sprayed wildly from Zhao Wuji's bear paw!

He could not block it head-on!

Even Immovable Bright King Body could not withstand it. If he kept blocking, his entire hand might be sliced off!

Zhao Wuji looked at his mangled palm and made his decision in an instant. Soul Power surged as he withdrew his hand and leaped to the side.

Buzz!

A faint hum rang out.

Zhao Wuji turned his head and glanced behind him.

Whether trees, earth, stones, or anything else—

Everything along the line where he had just been standing had been cut into irregular chunks!

"What the hell is this thing?!"

Zhao Wuji glanced at his torn-open palm and could not help cursing inwardly.

It was far too sharp!

His First Soul Skill, Immovable Bright King Body, could not even stop it for an instant!

As for reflecting attacks within three meters of his body, that was even more absurd!

Zhao Wuji knew Spatial Martial Souls were difficult to handle.

Otherwise, that person from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would not have been recognized as the strangest Soul Master.

But no one had told him that space itself could possess such extreme lethality!

One careless mistake, and he had suffered a huge loss.

Seeing that the Little Monster in the distance was about to assume that same stance again, Zhao Wuji's brow twitched, and he struck first.

"Fourth Soul Skill! Positioning Tracking!"

The fourth Soul Ring on Zhao Wuji's body flew out and shot toward Lu Yuan.

As long as that Soul Ring trapped Lu Yuan, Zhao Wuji could instantly close the distance within a hundred meters with his leaping power.

In other words, it would no longer be him, a Soul Saint, passively taking hits. This Little Monster would have to face a close-range assault from an assault-type Beast Martial Soul Soul Saint!

However, Zhao Wuji did not place all his hopes on his Fourth Soul Skill.

"Fifth Soul Skill! Gravity Crush!"

Zhao Wuji extended his blood-soaked hand and clenched it fiercely.

Lu Yuan's expression changed slightly. His body was uncontrollably dragged forward, and he planted his feet hard against the ground, trying to stop himself from moving any farther.

But it was useless.

Two shallow furrows had already been forcibly plowed into the ground.

It was not that the Spatial Barrier was ineffective.

Rather, the effect of this Soul Skill was to use gravitational pressure to pull the opponent before him.

In other words, it leaned toward support and did not possess especially strong direct destructive power.

Thus, even though the Spatial Barrier around Lu Yuan had not shattered, he was still pushed forward under the pressure of gravity.

To be fair, Zhao Wuji's tactical arrangement was quite good.

Even Lu Yuan had to admit that.

He first used his Fourth Soul Skill, then used his Fifth Soul Skill to restrict Lu Yuan's movements, ensuring that the Fourth Soul Skill could trap him. After that, he would leap to Lu Yuan's side, activate his Third Soul Skill, Gravity Enhancement, and engage him in close combat.

First, it limited Lu Yuan's ability to unleash those highly destructive Soul Skills.

Second, it brought Zhao Wuji's strength in close combat into full play.

"Your plan is quite good, and you executed it well."

However...

"Draw Ground as Prison!"

Lu Yuan sneered and waved his hand in a circle. An invisible cylindrical Spatial Barrier formed, trapping the incoming Soul Ring in midair.

Soul Rings had no physical form.

But Soul Skills did!

Zhao Wuji's Fourth Soul Skill was, at most, a Soul Skill disguised in the shell of a Soul Ring to deceive people!

Its essence was still a Soul Skill!

Then—

"Kamui!"

As he dispersed the Spatial Barrier around his body, Lu Yuan's figure blurred briefly.

Then—

He stood firmly in place!

He directly ignored Zhao Wuji's Fifth Soul Skill!

Dazzling Silver Light formed into a Fist Sword, as solid as a real weapon, held in Lu Yuan's hand.

The Soul Power within his body seemed to boil.

Surging.

Roaring.

"Use your strength to prove yourself to this world!"

As though he had heard something, Lu Yuan instinctively raised his sword.

Dazzling Silver Light burst from his eyes.

Step by step.

Unhurriedly.

He walked toward Zhao Wuji with his sword in hand!

Zhao Wuji's expression was grave. He had clearly seen that Lu Yuan had broken free from his control.

The question was, what was this sense of dread?

He took a deep breath and slowly let it out.

"Martial Soul Avatar!"

With that furious roar, the fur on Zhao Wuji's body grew wildly, and his physique visibly expanded amid deep, heavy heartbeats.

Roar!!!

A massive bear-type Soul Beast over five meters tall appeared.

Its brown fur had turned into brilliant gold, swaying in the wind.

Powerful Soul Power fluctuations spread outward. Even the students undergoing assessment at the Second Trial grounds some distance away felt their bodies grow heavy.

Tang San, who was taking the assessment, looked grave.

Yet a trace of longing and envy flashed through his eyes.

From such a great distance, it could still make him feel as though his body had grown heavier.

Just what kind of powerful Soul Master possessed such strength?

But he believed in himself. One day, he too would possess such tremendous strength!

This was not arrogance.

It was because he came from the Tang Sect!

Tang San had always firmly believed that.

"Hm?!"

Inside the Dean's Office, a startled cry rang out.

"That sounds like Old Zhao's Martial Soul Avatar."

Flender tossed aside the book he had only flipped through a few pages of, walked to the window, and pushed it open, muttering to himself:

"Could something have gone wrong?"

Before he finished speaking, Flender had already vanished from the Dean's Office.

The Fourth Trial testing grounds.

Ma Hongjun, who had been hiding far away, rubbed his eyes vigorously, then gave himself a hard slap.

Mm!

It hurt!

He hadn't seen wrong.

At that moment, every ounce of potential in his fat body was unleashed. Ma Hongjun charged straight at Lu Yuan, then performed a nimble sliding stop just before reaching him.

"Boss!!!"

"That's fucking awesome!!!"

The shrill howl, so fierce that his voice nearly cracked, almost made Lu Yuan lose his grip on the Spatial Blade in his hand.

"Shut up!"

Zhao Wuji tilted his head back and glared viciously at Ma Hongjun, who was kneeling on the ground.

If this Little Fatty kept shouting here, it would no longer be a matter of whether Zhao Wuji's neck got scratched.

What if the monster in front of him got startled and his hand trembled?

Then Zhao Wuji would be checking in downstairs ahead of schedule!

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