Inside the Sun God Palace, Zhao Wuji Admits Defeat

"Seventh Spirit Ability, Martial Soul Avatar."

A massive phantom of a Great Vajra Bear appeared behind Zhao Wuji, then merged into his body.

His figure became even more burly. Other than his head, his upper body was practically that of a Great Vajra Bear.

His aura surged dramatically as well.

Under this spirit ability, the power of his first six spirit abilities increased by 150%, while his defense increased by 200%.

He looked at Feng Hao and shouted, "Come on, let's see just how powerful your Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Ability really is!"

"As you wish!" With a wave of Feng Hao's hand, golden light shone all along his sleeves.

His entire body also became somewhat illusory in midair.

Strands of golden light shot toward Zhao Wuji one after another, but this time, Zhao Wuji did not dodge.

He stood where he was and unleashed his first spirit ability.

"First Spirit Ability, Immovable Ming King Body."

The golden light struck his body again and again, leaving red marks all over him.

But they were merely red marks.

"If this is all you've got, it's still far from enough!" Zhao Wuji roared.

"Of course, that isn't all."

As soon as Feng Hao finished speaking, countless flames burst forth throughout the entire hall.

Like a tidal wave, the flames closed in on Zhao Wuji in an instant.

The flames were constantly knocked back, yet they continuously surged forward to besiege him.

Zhao Wuji felt as though he had been trapped inside a massive furnace.

Under the unceasing attacks of flames and divine light, Zhao Wuji finally began to feel the pressure.

However, this was still far from his limit.

Moreover, he could still spare some attention to deal with Feng Hao.

He looked at Feng Hao in the air and directly unleashed his third spirit ability on him.

"Third Spirit Ability, Gravity Amplification."

Yet Feng Hao merely watched him calmly.

Feng Hao said coolly, "Teacher Zhao, you'd better not use your third and fifth spirit abilities here. There's no point. In this place, any spirit ability with negative effects is useless against me."

Zhao Wuji was greatly shocked upon hearing this.

He sighed, "What an absurd spirit ability."

Since Feng Hao was sparring with him, Feng Hao told him about it.

If Feng Hao had been fighting him to the death and had not revealed this effect—

Zhao Wuji would have wasted a huge amount of Soul Power on Feng Hao to no effect. That would have been extremely dangerous.

He immediately stopped his other spirit abilities and said to Feng Hao, "If you can break through my first spirit ability, you win."

After all, he had no other good methods left.

The battle had now become one of spear against shield.

"Alright!"

Feng Hao nodded and raised a finger.

In an instant, the entire Sun God Palace lit up.

Countless beams of divine light shone from the walls. Seeing so much divine light, Zhao Wuji felt cold sweat continuously stream down his forehead.

He was not sweating from the heat, but because the divine light had frightened him.

He struggled to hold on, while Feng Hao watched leisurely from the air.

Feng Hao did not need to do anything at all now. He only needed to supply Soul Power.

What they were competing in now was simply the purity of their Soul Power.

This was also the problem he needed to face when challenging opponents above his level.

The opponent had more Soul Power than you. If you could not break through quickly, then once your Soul Power ran out, you would lose.

Each of his spirit abilities was stronger than the last.

But the price was that each one consumed more Soul Power than the last.

He kept his eyes on Zhao Wuji, watching to see how long he could endure.

In any case, his Soul Power could last for around ten more minutes at most.

Zhao Wuji understood this as well, so he continued to hold on desperately.

He knew that his only way to win was to exhaust Feng Hao's Soul Power.

Once he got out of Feng Hao's spirit ability, he would be able to defeat Feng Hao.

However, the power of those beams of divine light was not to be underestimated.

Zhao Wuji discovered that his defenses were being steadily worn away, while his body felt as though it were being roasted.

After holding on for several more minutes, Zhao Wuji's first spirit ability gradually began to fail.

He felt that his first spirit ability could hold out for at most another two or three minutes.

Once his first spirit ability broke, he estimated that the golden light would leave him riddled with holes.

He did not want that, nor did he dare bet that Feng Hao's Soul Power would run out within one or two minutes.

Feng Hao himself was currently in the air, existing in an illusory state.

In the end, Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth and said to Feng Hao, "Feng Hao, stop! I admit defeat."

"Alright!" Feng Hao swiftly ended his Fourth Spirit Ability.

He truly only had a little over a minute of Soul Power left.

However, he understood now.

Relying solely on these few spirit abilities, he could already fight Zhao Wuji to a standstill.

If he used his other abilities as well, his strength could rise even further.

The reason he had been so eager to test his own strength was to guard against Tang Hao.

In the original story, Tang Hao had taught Zhao Wuji a lesson when Tang San came to seek a master.

Would Tang Hao attack him now?

That was difficult to say, especially since he had taught Tang San a lesson himself.

After Feng Hao ended his Fourth Spirit Ability, Flender and the others saw specks of golden light appear in the air once more.

The golden light gathered together, and Feng Hao appeared before everyone.

Zhao Wuji had also recovered from his statue-like state.

Flender hurried forward and said, "Feng Hao, how were you two fighting just now? Tell me. Why did you suddenly disappear?"

They had watched Zhao Wuji use his Martial Soul Avatar while in that statue-like state.

Moreover, they had seen wounds continuously appear on Zhao Wuji's body.

They had never seen anything so strange before.

"That was my Fourth Spirit Ability. We were fighting in the space created by my Fourth Spirit Ability," Feng Hao said.

"Your Fourth Spirit Ability has spatial abilities too?" Flender asked in surprise.

After all, spatial power was an extremely formidable force.

"I suppose so," Feng Hao said.

"How did the battle go?" Flender asked.

"Dean, I lost," Zhao Wuji said awkwardly.

After all, he was a Spirit Saint challenging an eighteen-year-old youth, a level forty-three Soul Ancestor.

Losing was certainly rather embarrassing.

"You lost?"

Not only Flender, but even Oscar and the others nearby could hardly believe it.

A Spirit Saint had actually lost. If Feng Hao reached the Spirit Saint rank in the future, just how powerful would he become?

By then, perhaps even Titled Douluo would be utterly crushed by him!

Just thinking about it made them shudder.

The gap between people was truly enormous.

"Yes, I lost. Dean, I'll go rest and recuperate first." Although Zhao Wuji's injuries were not severe, he still needed to recover.

Most importantly, he had used his Martial Soul Avatar today.

It would take seven days to recover, so he needed to get some proper rest.