Wu Changkong Forced to Reveal His Martial Soul (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

"What a bizarre Soul Skill!"

"Even within Shrek Academy, it's hard to find a little monster like Zhao Tao!"

"It seems I've truly struck gold!"

Gazing at Zhao Tao's strike that effortlessly broke through his own defenses, Wu Changkong's eyes were filled with admiration as he inwardly marveled.

Back then, due to Long Bing's death, he had become disheartened and left Shrek Academy without a word.

Precisely because of this, Wu Changkong harbored a deep sense of guilt towards Shrek Academy, which had nurtured him.

Now, if he could cultivate Zhao Tao and the other young monsters well, giving them a chance to become members of Shrek Academy.

In a sense, it would also serve as atonement for his abrupt departure back then!

While thinking this, Wu Changkong's actions didn't cease.

Gazing at the approaching blade of the Time Burial Sword, Wu Changkong lightly tapped his toes, his body darting backward like a nimble swallow.

However, at this very moment, he was facing a similar predicament to Gu Yue's earlier situation!

Although Wu Changkong's movements were already incredibly swift.

Due to the influence of the Time Burial Sword's innate Power of Time, the sharp silver blade drew ever closer to Wu Changkong's body, almost grazing his clothes!

"I can't have my clothes ripped in front of a few students. It seems I have no choice but to break my word and use my Martial Soul's power!"

Staring at the Time Burial Sword just inches away, a hint of helplessness flashed in the depths of Wu Changkong's eyes. With a thought, he summoned his Martial Soul!

The next moment.

A bone-chilling cold swept through the entire Soul Duel Arena.

Both Zhao Tao and Gu Yue, Xie Xie, and Tang Wulin felt a chill run down their spines.

It was as if they had entered the dead of winter.

And accompanying this abnormal chill, a pale blue longsword appeared in Wu Changkong's hand.

The sword was slender and incredibly elegant, yet it exuded a frigid aura that seemed capable of freezing everything.

This was Wu Changkong's Martial Soul—the Frost Sky Sword!

As the Frost Sky Sword manifested, Wu Changkong's demeanor became even more frigid.

He lightly tapped the sword tip, and boundless cold surged forth, as if capable of freezing everything.

Under the strike of this Frost Sky Sword, the Time Burial Sword's bizarre Power of Time seemed to freeze as well, losing its effect.

After all, while the Power of Time was powerful, in a battle between equals, Wu Changkong's Frost Sky Sword would absolutely not be able to freeze the Time Burial Sword's temporal power.

Unfortunately, the vast cultivation gap between Zhao Tao and Wu Changkong was undeniable, which was why Wu Changkong's Frost Sky Sword could achieve its effect.

And with a crisp "clang," the Frost Sky Sword in Wu Changkong's hand collided with the Time Burial Sword in Zhao Tao's hand.

Instantly, a terrifying coldness surged along the Time Burial Sword, as if it could freeze Zhao Tao's Soul Power. He quickly dispelled his Soul Skill, thereby escaping the onslaught of the terrifying cold.

"Teacher Wu, you're cheating!"

"Just now, you clearly said you wouldn't use your Martial Soul or Soul Skills!"

Looking at Wu Changkong who had used his Martial Soul, Tang Wulin couldn't help but express his dissatisfaction.

"Hmph, foolish. Do you really believe an enemy's promise on the battlefield not to use their Martial Soul?"

Hearing Tang Wulin's words, Wu Changkong merely snorted coldly, stubbornly retorting.

"However, this time, I did indeed speak out of turn!"

"Your performance, especially Zhao Tao's, was even better than I imagined!"

"To further stimulate your potential, in the upcoming battles, I will use my Martial Soul—the Frost Sky Sword!"

However, Wu Changkong was not a shameless person.

After retorting to Tang Wulin, he generously admitted his mistake.

He then announced the rules for the upcoming battle.

As Wu Changkong's words fell, he took a step forward, swinging the Frost Sky Sword in his hand, and fiercely attacked Zhao Tao.

Facing Wu Changkong's assault, a look of gravity flickered in Zhao Tao's eyes.

At this moment, he knew he couldn't directly clash head-on with Wu Changkong's Frost Sky Sword. Only by using skillful force could he have a chance to win.

With a thought, Zhao Tao once again activated his first Soul Skill, summoning the Time Burial Sword.

However, this time, Zhao Tao's swordsmanship was exceptionally graceful, like a nimble snake.

Instead of directly confronting Wu Changkong, he used his opponent's strength against them, striving to evade or neutralize Wu Changkong's attacks.

"Excellent swordsmanship!"

After clashing swords with Zhao Tao for several rounds, seeing that Zhao Tao could naturally adjust his swordsmanship and neutralize his attacks, the admiration in Wu Changkong's eyes grew increasingly intense.

Whether it was his Martial Soul or the techniques and strength displayed in battle, Wu Changkong could only describe them with two words: astonishing!

"Let's cooperate and help Zhao Tao relieve some pressure!"

Watching the scene, Gu Yue took the initiative to speak, directing Xie Xie and Tang Wulin.

Following Gu Yue's instructions, the three of them activated their Soul Skills and began to disrupt Wu Changkong.

Although the attacks from the three were not difficult for Wu Changkong to deal with.

They still forced Wu Changkong to divert some of his attention, thus easing the pressure on Zhao Tao.

Soon, the battle between the four entered a white-hot stage!

Facing Wu Changkong's fierce assault, to be honest, Zhao Tao didn't actually feel much pressure.

After all, with his true swordsmanship skills, even with Wu Changkong's Soul Power and Martial Soul suppression, Zhao Tao could defeat him.

However, Zhao Tao didn't want to reveal too much of his strength, lest Gu Yue become suspicious.

Therefore, after dozens of exchanges with Wu Changkong, Zhao Tao deliberately exposed a weakness, and was sent flying out of the Soul Duel stage by a sword strike from Wu Changkong.

With Zhao Tao, the absolute core, gone, the remaining Gu Yue, Xie Xie, and Tang Wulin couldn't hold on for long against Wu Changkong and were defeated one by one.

Of course, Zhao Tao knew that this was definitely the result of Gu Yue deliberately going easy, just like himself.

After all, how could the dignified Silver Dragon King, even a clone with diminished power, not be able to defeat Wu Changkong, who was only a Soul Emperor?

It could only be said that both he and Gu Yue were true masters of acting!

"Very good, your performance exceeded my expectations!"

"Especially Zhao Tao, your Soul Skill managed to force out my Martial Soul, which is not easy!"

Calling the four back to him, Wu Changkong nodded, offering rare praise.

"However, while your performance was good, you all have areas where you can improve!"

"Next, I will explain your individual issues one by one!"

"Xie Xie, your offense and speed are actually above average for your age."

"However, your stamina is a weakness that needs improvement."

"Also, when fighting, you need to pay attention to consumption and control."

"As for your second Martial Soul, the Shadow Dragon Dagger, you also need to focus on developing it."

"It would be best to form a set of effective tactics, with the Light Dragon Dagger in the open and the Shadow Dragon Dagger in the shadows, to achieve better results."

Wu Changkong paused and looked at Xie Xie, beginning his teachings.