Based on what Zhao Wuji currently knew, Ye Zhiqiu possessed a spirit ability that could disguise spirit rings, and he had heard that his speed was also extremely fast—perhaps even surpassing a Soul Emperor? Or perhaps he had some long-range Teleportation Spirit Ability. As for his physical strength, even the Soul Emperor instructor from the first assessment had said he was inferior to him. It was clear that his physique was ridiculously strong as well.
Moreover, he seemed to possess some special method that allowed him to withstand the Aura Pressure of high-level Spirit Masters.
In summary, this little fellow was a mystery from head to toe and would not be easy to deal with. Zhao Wuji, who had originally planned to take care of Ye Zhiqiu first, turned the matter over in his mind and made a decision. He would leave Ye Zhiqiu for last and deal with the other troublesome ones first. For instance, that little girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Without her enhancements, the combat strength of the others would drop by at least a large margin.
With that in mind, Zhao Wuji was unwilling to wait any longer. A quarter of the incense had already burned away. He had to take the initiative; if he kept fooling around, the time of one incense stick might truly not be enough.
Boom—
Zhao Wuji stomped his right foot fiercely into the ground, producing a sharp blast. Another small patch of the already sparse floor tiles on Shrek Academy's field cracked apart.
Borrowing the force of that stomp, Zhao Wuji suddenly shot straight toward Ye Zhiqiu like an arrow, swift as lightning. Though he did not specialize in speed, his level 76 Soul Power was no joke. Compared to the Soul Emperor Ye Zhiqiu had encountered