Ye Xingchen smiled calmly. He turned and glanced at Zhao Wuji, then stepped forward.
The Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul appeared above his head, emanating an ancient aura that slowly swept outward.
Seeing this, Zhao Wuji, seated in his chair, could not help but flash a glint in his eyes.
Glancing at Ye Xingchen as he approached, he slowly rose to his feet.
"Young man, you're truly brave, choosing to face me alone!"
"Are you looking down on me, Zhao Wuji? Or are you looking down on a Soul Saint?"
Ye Xingchen smiled without humility or arrogance. With every step he took, his aura grew a little stronger.
Looking at Soul Saint Zhao Wuji before him, he said calmly:
"I only hope Teacher Zhao Wuji doesn't forget to suppress his strength. Otherwise, this battle will be meaningless!"
With that, Ye Xingchen quickened his pace and abruptly transformed into an Afterimage, vanishing from where he stood!
Speed?
Slightly surprised, Zhao Wuji watched the figure disappear and the corners of his mouth curled upward.
In all his years of battling countless enemies, no one had ever been able to suppress him with speed!
With a casual wave of his hand, the Soul Rings on his body immediately began to glow.
"Do you really think my title of Immovable Ming King is a joke? Today, I'll let you little brat see for yourself!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a white Sword Qi suddenly appeared around him. Immediately afterward, the tip of a sword silently struck toward him.
Seeing this, Zhao Wuji clenched his fists together and thrust himself forward in a bow-like stance!
With an explosion, the two figures each retreated ten steps.
Zhao Wuji lowered his head in silence, slightly stunned. Looking at the small wound on his arm, surprise flickered in his eyes!
"Good lad, that Sword Qi of yours has some bite!"
"It actually broke through my defenses. How strange!"
Ye Xingchen merely smiled. With the Heaven Shading Method in his possession, his Spiritual Power and Soul Power were simply not on the same level.
Furthermore, the fusion of Spiritual Power and Soul Power produced an incredibly powerful, strange force!
He had just used a trace of that strange force through the Cloud Pattern Long Sword!
He had not expected the effect to be so remarkably good. It had even managed to slowly break through a sliver of Immovable Ming King Zhao Wuji's defenses.
"My god, just how strong is this guy? He actually broke through Teacher Zhao Wuji's defense with a single sword!"
"So he was holding back against me before. Otherwise, I definitely wouldn't have ended up like that!"
Dai Mubai froze on the spot at the sight. He had thought that no matter how strong this guy was, he could not possibly contend with Teacher Zhao Wuji.
Yet at their very first clash, he had injured him. That powerful, terrifying Sword Qi made Dai Mubai even more wary.
"The power in that guy's body seems somewhat different from Soul Power..."
After seeing Ye Xingchen's sword strike, Tang San immediately noticed that the power within it did not entirely belong to Soul Power.
This strange scene made him unable to stop muttering to himself.
"Third Brother, what are you talking about? Did you notice something different?"
Equally amazed, Xiao Wu turned and asked him.
Tang San's expression was solemn as he shook his head slightly. Looking at the white-robed figure, he felt a faint pressure.
Glancing at Xiao Wu, he said calmly:
"This guy is very strong. If I don't use Hidden Weapons, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to take a single sword strike from him!"
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong, who stood nearby, wore a smug expression.
She looked at Tang San and said with a smile:
"Aren't you embarrassed? You still want to take one of his sword strikes? If I were you, I wouldn't even have the courage to fight him!"
"My Husband is immensely powerful. What you're seeing now is far from his true strength!"
Xiao Wu's expression remained calm upon hearing this, and she did not refute her.
That night, when she had fought this man, she had indeed witnessed only the tip of the iceberg of his strength.
From this, it was clear that the guy before them possessed unfathomable strength. He might truly be capable of defeating this Soul Saint!
Zhao Wuji, now taking things seriously, shook his head. His Martial Soul immediately revealed itself.
Great Vajra Bear!
"Roar!"
As the Great Vajra Bear roared, intense golden light instantly erupted from Zhao Wuji's body.
He looked at Ye Xingchen and crooked a finger at him.
"Brat, let's try again this time!"
With that, Zhao Wuji's body abruptly vanished from where he stood.
The next second, he appeared before Ye Xingchen. His hands shifted from fists into palms as he ruthlessly shoved forward.
"Take one of my palms, kid! I'll teach you young brat a lesson!"
Ye Xingchen stood as still as a mountain and smiled. The Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul above his head burst with radiant light, instantly enveloping him!
Two yellow Soul Rings also erupted with powerful Soul Power as they resisted the attack.
"Clang!"
With an ear-piercing metallic crash, Zhao Wuji grunted before he could react and was sent ten steps back.
Looking at the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul before him, surprise appeared in his eyes.
He had just used both the Immovable Ming King Body and the Great Vajra Palm, yet even with the support of two Soul Skills, he had failed to inflict the slightest damage on this brat!
"You really are a freak, kid! What kind of Martial Soul is that? It can actually withstand my Immovable Ming King Body and Great Vajra Palm!"
Hearing Zhao Wuji's shocked cry, Ye Xingchen's face was pale inside the cauldron.
Under that reckless fellow's attack just now, he had actually suffered some impact as well. He was not as unruffled as he appeared.
Still, that bit of impact was nothing more than a drizzle to him.
After successfully advancing to the Wheel Sea Other Shore Stage, his powerful Spiritual Power and Soul Power had assimilated with the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul.
Combined with the absorption of two Soul Rings, even he did not know how strong its defenses had become.
Only Zhao Wuji's strike had given him a rough measure of it.
Zhao Wuji's current strength was at most at the peak Soul Ancestor level, yet even his full-force blow had failed to break through the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul's defenses in the slightest!
In other words, at its ultimate level of defense, the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul could allow Ye Xingchen to remain undefeated against the full-strength attacks of a Soul Ancestor, even if he lacked the strength to counterattack.
"My god, my ears are practically deaf! What kind of Martial Soul is that? It actually blocked Teacher Zhao's two major Soul Skills!"
Dai Mubai covered his ears and shook his head. The piercing metallic sound had caught him completely off guard, and his head was still buzzing.
"You're making such a fuss over nothing. My Husband is much stronger than that. This is barely anything!"
"You're all benefiting from following my Husband now, so just lie back and enjoy it!"
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing had covered their ears in advance. Seeing Dai Mubai and the others in such a sorry state, they could not help teasing them with laughter.
Tang San, at a loss for words, dug at his ears. Looking at the white-robed figure before him, he could not help feeling somewhat bewildered.
Turning to look at Ning Rongrong, he said with a smile:
"May I ask what your Husband is called? We'll be classmates from now on. Could we perhaps get acquainted?"
Ning Rongrong stood with her hands on her hips and smiled faintly. Looking at Tang San, she teased:
"Only the strong are qualified to be friends with my Husband and know his name. Pretty girls can know his name too!"
"You're not handsome, and your Soul Power looks pretty ordinary. Sorry, I can't tell you!"
Tang San: "..."
Tang San shook his head helplessly and sighed. He no longer pressed the matter, turning back to continue watching the battle.
Xiao Wu, who stood beside him, felt somewhat moved by Ning Rongrong's words. Under normal circumstances, she would certainly have stood up for her Third Brother Tang San.
Yet for some reason today, when facing that white-robed figure, she had no such inclination.
"Brat, you've got some skill. Looks like if I don't get serious, I won't be able to subdue you today!"
"Otherwise, where would I, Immovable Ming King Zhao Wuji, put my face?"
Seeing that the incense was nearly burned out, Zhao Wuji was gradually unable to save face.
He glanced at Ye Xingchen and spoke arrogantly. Golden light erupted all over his body, while the Great Vajra Bear Martial Soul roared repeatedly. A formidable force belonging to a Soul Saint slowly spread outward.
Ye Xingchen remained calm at the sight and did not rashly make a move.
Clearly, Immovable Ming King Zhao Wuji was getting desperate!
He was actually willing to use the power of a Soul Saint against a mere Soul Grandmaster like him.
"Looks like Teacher Zhao Wuji intends to bully the young with the old. Then I have no choice!"
With that, Ye Xingchen slowly folded his arms and stood within the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul without moving another step.
Zhao Wuji found this somewhat strange.
"You plan on hiding inside that turtle shell and never coming out?"
Ye Xingchen smiled dismissively and glanced at Immovable Ming King Zhao Wuji teasingly.
"I'm a mere Soul Grandmaster. Am I stupid enough to come out and duel a Soul Saint like you?"
"If you really want to save face, then come in here and hit me!"
Hearing such arrogant words, Zhao Wuji could no longer endure it.
Looking at the white-robed figure before him, he immediately pounded his chest. The Great Vajra Bear on his body burst with golden light.
As the Soul Power throughout his body surged continuously, an immensely powerful force gathered around his fists.
"Brat, even if I beat you half to death today, I'll make you understand how formidable I am! In front of me, Zhao Wuji, you have no right to be so arrogant!"
With that, Zhao Wuji immediately transformed into an Afterimage and charged forward!
Raising his hands, his palms turned into fists, and he ruthlessly hammered them down at the Heavenly Emperor Cauldron Martial Soul.
As another piercing metallic crash rang out, everyone covered their ears and retreated ten meters.
Seeing the exploding Shockwave before them, Tang San and Dai Mubai instinctively summoned their Martial Souls to block it.
"This is bad. Teacher Zhao Wuji is angry. He's getting serious now. This guy is really stubborn, actually choosing to go head-to-head with Teacher!"
Hearing Dai Mubai's sigh, Tang San could not help shaking his head.
"Blind recklessness comes with a price. This guy will probably be severely injured!"
Ning Rongrong, standing behind them, smiled upon hearing the two talking.
She glanced at them and said bluntly:
"My Husband is super invincibly powerful, so stop judging him with your shallow eyes!"
"Especially you, a defeated opponent. My Husband defeated you before, so don't you know how formidable he is?"
Hearing this, Dai Mubai's face flushed red, and he found it difficult to say anything further.
He glanced at the dust slowly dispersing ahead and sighed.
"If he can withstand Teacher Zhao Wuji, then from today onward, I'll recognize him as my big brother, all right?"
Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing, standing beside him, could not help showing a trace of surprise.
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