As Lin Feng's fifth soul ring lit up, powerful wind pressure gathered at his fingertips, finally forming a ray with terrifying penetrating power that shot straight at Zhao Wuji's heart.
If it had been a Soul Sage ten thousand years later, this strike would have been enough to kill him. But Zhao Wuji was, after all, a Soul Sage from this most difficult era of cultivation, and one of the stronger ones among Soul Sages at that. He did not die outright from the attack.
His years of sensing danger made him instinctively use the Immovable Bright King Body. At the same time, he moved from his original position at top speed, trying to evade Lin Feng's invisible attack.
Zhao Wuji's instincts were correct. However, Lin Feng's Extreme Wind Meteor Kill was too fast. Even though he reacted immediately, he was still a step too late.
He narrowly avoided the fatal blow to his heart, but his left arm was pierced through by the Extreme Wind Meteor Kill, part of the bone torn apart alive.
The intense pain instantly covered his head in cold sweat. Then, his seventh soul ring lit up. Left with no other choice, he used his Martial Soul Avatar.
As his Martial Soul Avatar activated, his entire body transformed into a giant bear, and he began frantically releasing soul power to disperse the cloud and mist.
The outburst of the Martial Soul Avatar was effective at dispersing the cloud and mist. Lin Feng was ultimately sixteen levels of soul power below Zhao Wuji, and the Martial Soul Avatar itself was an explosive technique. Zhao Wuji could now see within ten meters. Unfortunately, Lin Feng was not within those ten meters. Knowing Zhao Wuji could unleash such power through his Martial Soul Avatar, how could Lin Feng possibly choose to confront him head-on in Zhao Wuji's area of expertise?
Seeing that he had unleashed his Martial Soul Avatar yet still could not find Lin Feng, Zhao Wuji knew the situation was going badly. Still, he suppressed the anxiety in his heart and began searching for Tang San and the others based on his memory.
"Teacher Zhao, your arm! Is that kid really that strong?" Dai Mubai stared at Zhao Wuji's injuries and his Martial Soul Avatar in disbelief.
"Damn it, we ran into a tough one. His strength might not be much greater than mine, but his abilities counter me too severely. Xiao Bai, split up and run. As long as one of you reaches dean Flender, this will be easier to handle."
"The dean also uses wind and mist. He's the same type of Soul Master as that guy. But the dean is a level seventy-eight Soul Sage, with far greater soul power than him. If they fight, the dean will definitely win in the end."
Ning Rongrong frowned at this. "Teacher Zhao, are you sure we can outrun a wind-attribute Soul Emperor?"
As the owner of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, Ning Rongrong had been trained to survive on the battlefield, so she could run fairly fast.
But that depended on who she was being compared to. Against other two-ring Soul Grandmasters, Ning Rongrong was confident she could outrun them. After all, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda's Second Soul Skill was acceleration.
But outrunning a wind-attribute Soul Master who could beat Zhao Wuji around and was at least a high-level Soul Emperor? Ning Rongrong only wanted to say that they should let her father try it. She definitely could not outrun him.
Wind-attribute Soul Masters had always possessed high speed and high attack power, often being the fastest among all attributes. She truly could not outrun him. It was not a matter of her being lower-level; even if she were higher-level, it would still be difficult unless she surpassed a wind-attribute Soul Master by a great deal.
"Even if we can't outrun him, we still have to run. We really can't fight him. His abilities counter me too severely. Splitting up is the only way anyone can get back and report what happened."
"Tang San, come with me. The rest of you, change directions and do everything you can to return to Shrek. If it truly comes to it, announce the forces behind you. That should make him wary to some extent."
"Huh? Announce our forces?" Oscar pointed at himself. "Teacher Zhao, are you serious?"
"You reached level thirty at only fourteen, and you're a level thirty Food System Soul Master. He should be more interested in recruiting you than doing anything to you."
Oscar fell silent. This was the first time he had doubted whether going to Shrek had been the right choice.
"I'm going with my brother." Seeing Zhao Wuji preparing to take Tang San away, Xiao Wu grabbed Tang San's hand, intending to leave with him.
Tang San grabbed Xiao Wu in return, clearly unwilling to separate from her.
But Zhao Wuji had no mood to explain anything to Tang San right now. He directly slapped Tang San unconscious, pulled Xiao Wu's hand away, and quickly left.
With the Martial Soul Avatar active, and with Cloud Mist Control reducing visibility to only three meters unless a Soul Sage unleashed their full power, Xiao Wu quickly lost sight of Tang San and Zhao Wuji.
And as she was left alone, a miniature tornado trapped her, making it difficult for her to break free.
Of course, there was still a way to escape. She could quickly break through to level thirty, condense her third soul ring, and then use Teleportation to leave.
But in this era, no one could clearly explain the matter of condensing a third soul ring on one's own. And if certain things were investigated, they might expose the fact that she herself was a soul beast. Furthermore, Xiao Wu and Tang San did not yet share such intense feelings. Thus, Xiao Wu's steps came to a halt within Lin Feng's Wind Bind.
While Xiao Wu was trapped by Wind Bind, the other Shrek Seven Devils were also each searching for a way out.
Oscar ran off alone without knowing which direction he was heading, while Zhu Zhuqing had one hand seized by Dai Mubai and the other by Ning Rongrong.
"Zhuqing, come with me!"
"Zhuqing, don't mind this guy with something wrong with his eyes. Stay with me. My Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can protect you."
Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong confronted each other. Dai Mubai wanted another layer of insurance, since he and Zhu Zhuqing possessed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
As for Ning Rongrong, she was an auxiliary-system Soul Master. If she did not even have a somewhat familiar battle Soul Master by her side, she would inevitably feel afraid. That was why she wanted to stay with Zhu Zhuqing.
"Ning Rongrong! You bitch, are you looking for death? Do you really think I wouldn't rape you first and kill you afterward?" Dai Mubai glared at Ning Rongrong with killing intent. If this truly were not the wrong time, Dai Mubai might genuinely have done as he said.
"Hmph! It all happened because you and that dead fatty harassed other female students. Just wait until that person finds you. You'll be in for it then!"
"You!"
"What? I think you only know how to throw your weight around in front of women. If you've got the guts, fight that person! What happened to 'It's Mediocre Not to Cause Trouble'? I think you're just a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong!"
Ning Rongrong snapped at Dai Mubai, and Dai Mubai finally could no longer suppress his killing intent toward her. But just as his third soul ring lit up, a Wind Blade severed Dai Mubai's arm.
Then Lin Feng stomped on Dai Mubai's face and crushed his head. "What a piece of trash."
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