Three Soul Sages Fighting a Soul King, The Advantage Is Mine

Zhao Wuji turned around and saw a young man still sitting in his original spot before Blue Sunshine Academy. He held a folding fan, and a cute-looking cat with wings perched on his shoulder.

The young man's appearance could be described as exceptionally handsome, worthy of the phrase "beauty like jade, a peerless young master."

However, Zhao Wuji felt nothing about this. After all, he wasn't a woman, and his orientation was perfectly normal.

Furthermore, in the world of Soul Masters, strength reigned supreme. He wouldn't think highly of a good-looking man. In his heart, only powerful individuals like the Clear Sky Douluo deserved his respect.

As for Lin Feng, who was clearly still on the path to becoming a strong individual, Zhao Wuji couldn't be bothered to look at him again.

After a brief appraisal of Lin Feng, Zhao Wuji strode away, even retracting his Soul Rings.

"Xiao Bai, Tang San, you two handle this."

Zhao Wuji pointed behind him, and Dai Mubai, shaking his neck, prepared to make a move.

But before he could act, Ma Hongjun, his injuries already healed by Fatty Oscar's first Soul Skill, leaped forward.

"Hehehe, no need to trouble Boss Dai and Third Brother. It's just some pretty boy, leave him to me!" Ma Hongjun said, patting his chest.

As a Fatty whose appearance was completely unappealing, he was quite displeased with Lin Feng, whose looks he felt were almost bullying.

Dai Mubai shrugged indifferently. "Alright, then it's yours. But be careful, don't get beaten again."

"Don't worry, Boss Dai. This young master is a Phoenix. If I can't beat three, can't I beat two?"

As soon as Ma Hongjun finished speaking, accompanied by the wave of Lin Feng's folding fan, a powerful Wind Blade suddenly flew towards Ma Hongjun. Before Ma Hongjun could react, in the next moment, Ma Hongjun became Ma J-gongjun.

"Fatty!"

Blood stained the ground. Witnessing the sudden turn of events, Dai Mubai's eyes widened in fury.

Tang San's expression instantly turned cold, purple light erupting from his eyes. At the same time, he thought to himself, He attacks and kills without a word. Such a villain, this person is on the path to certain death!

His hand swiftly moved through Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlight Night, and dozens of Hidden Weapons were launched by Tang San using a special technique. However, all the Hidden Weapons stopped within a meter of Lin Feng.

"A sneak attack? Too bad, the gap in our strength is too great."

The folding fan unleashed another Wind Blade. This time, it aimed directly for Tang San's throat.

"Third Brother, be careful!"

Seeing Tang San in danger, Xiao Wu was about to step forward. However, compared to Xiao Wu, Wuji, with his advantage in Soul Power, appeared before Tang San after her, as he wasn't a speed-type Soul Master. He blocked the Wind Blade's damage for Tang San.

"Teacher Zhao." Tang San broke out in a cold sweat from the Wind Blade. At this moment, he suddenly felt that in the face of absolute power, his Hidden Weapons might not be of much use.

But there was no time for Tang San to dwell on this now. Survival was the priority.

Zhao Wuji looked at the bloodstain on his arm, not serious but already bleeding, and stared intently at Lin Feng. "High-level Soul Emperor?"

"No, I'm at least one Sixth Soul Ring away from being a high-level Soul Emperor."

Upon hearing this, everyone in the restaurant couldn't help but gasp.

In the era of Dou Yi, the terms "Soul Emperor" and "young" were not associated. But clearly, Lin Feng had broken this convention.

"My goodness, is that true? So young and only one Soul Ring away from being a Soul Emperor? Compared to him, Boss Dai is a bit..." In an instant, Oscar forgot to grieve for Ma Hongjun's injuries. He subconsciously looked at Dai Mubai, but Dai Mubai glared at him.

"What are you looking at? He just looks young. Who knows how old he really is!"

"I'm seventeen." Lin Feng quietly took a sip of tea, answering Dai Mubai's question about his age.

In an instant, the entire place was stunned.

However, if anyone's composure was most shattered, it was Tang San.

Only one Soul Ring away from being a Soul Emperor? Seventeen years old? That means he's only five years older than me? Five years... in five years, can I reach Soul Emperor with just this Blue Silver Grass? It seems impossible.

As Lin Feng revealed his age, Tang San's composure completely collapsed.

"What a joke! I've never seen anyone reach level fifty at seventeen in all my years. You kids, don't be fooled by him!" Zhao Wuji warned everyone.

Especially Tang San, who was the primary focus of Zhao Wuji's warning.

Not long ago, the Clear Sky Douluo had beaten him up and told him to take good care of Tang San. Yet, just as he was looking after him, Tang San's mindset collapsed. He couldn't bear such responsibility, so Zhao Wuji quickly reminded everyone.

As Zhao Wuji reminded them, everyone's situation improved slightly. However, the power of the Hidden Weapons was still a huge blow to Tang San. In his eyes, Hidden Weapons were his foundation for survival in this world. The failure of his foundation for survival was such a blow that he was now leaning towards practicing the Clear Sky Hammer obsessively, much like in the original story.

Seeing that Tang San wasn't comforted much by his words, Zhao Wuji's face darkened, and he glared fiercely at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng fanned himself with his folding fan. "Immovable Ming King, I wasn't lying."

"Hmph, whether you were lying or not is no longer important. You killed my Shrek student, and you must pay with your life today!"

Zhao Wuji said furiously. If Lin Feng wasn't seventeen, it would be one thing. But if he truly was seventeen, then Lin Feng's talent would be too terrifying.

If Lin Feng being seventeen was true, and given a few more years to grow, he and Frank would likely not be Lin Feng's match. And now, Lin Feng had an irreconcilable conflict with him, or rather, with Shrek. Therefore, this matter was destined to be irreconcilable.

The outcome for both sides would either be that he killed Lin Feng today, or in the future, Lin Feng would cultivate to Spirit Douluo and come after Shrek. This was destined to be a life-and-death confrontation.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but feel fortunate that he had offended Lin Feng relatively early. If he had offended Lin Feng any later, he might truly be completely dominated in the future.

Now, Lin Feng claimed to be one Sixth Soul Ring away from being a Soul Emperor. If that was true, then everyone would be happy. A Soul Sage fighting a Soul King, the advantage was clearly on his side.

If it was false, it didn't matter either. Based on his estimation, Lin Feng was only a high-level Soul Emperor of the agile attack system. A Soul Sage fighting a Soul Emperor, the advantage was still on his side. Zhao Wuji couldn't imagine losing in any scenario.

This was how it was originally.

The reason it was "originally" was because Lin Feng had also released his Soul Rings.

Black, black, black, black, black. With five identical Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings appearing, Zhao Wuji's face turned as dark as the Soul Rings.

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