The Fight Begins

Dai Mubai was silent for a moment before saying, "Teacher Zhao is the strongest in our academy after the Dean; he is a level 76 Spirit Emperor!"

"Furthermore, Teacher Zhao's martial soul is the Vajra Bear, a powerful beast martial soul. His entire body is without a single flaw, and his defensive power is terrifyingly high. Even a Spirit Master of the same level would find it difficult to break through his defenses and cause him any harm. Regardless, you all had better discuss how to survive for the duration of one incense stick."

Dai Mubai truly felt sorry for the six of them. Surviving for the duration of one incense stick under the hands of a Spirit Emperor—he couldn't even imagine how difficult that would be.

Tang Yu smiled indifferently and said, "It's fine. He's just a Spirit Emperor; dragging it out for one incense stick is still possible."

Dai Mubai patted Tang Yu on the shoulder and said, "I wish you all good luck."

After Dai Mubai finished speaking, Tang San and the other five began to introduce themselves. The first thing they needed to do was understand their partners' martial souls before they could begin to arrange their tactics.

One incense stick later.

When discussing tactics, the six of them centered everything around Tang San. Although Tang Yu was the strongest among them, when it came to arranging tactics and the like, it still had to be Tang San. If they let Tang Yu set the tactics, it would just be four words: beat the hell out of him.

Zhao Wuji spoke up, "The time for one incense stick has arrived. Begin." As he spoke, Zhao Wuji took out another stick of incense, lit it, and tossed it onto the ground.

Tang Yu smiled and said, "Why do you carry so much incense on you? Are you selling it?"

Zhao Wuji frowned and said, "Kid, you've got some nerve!"

"That's just how I am. So what? You got a problem? If you have a problem, come and hit me!" Tang Yu said, picking at his ear.

Zhao Wuji let out an angry roar, and the phantom of a giant bear appeared behind him. Immediately, seven spirit rings rose from beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

What Tang Yu said just now was actually part of Tang San's tactics. Tang San's first step was to make Zhao Wuji angry, because anger makes people stupid.

And as for drawing aggro, that task naturally had to be handed to Tang Yu. He had seen Tang Yu's ability to draw aggro more than once.

Tang Yu and the other five immediately released their martial souls and spirit rings. When Zhao Wuji saw the four purple spirit rings rising from beneath Tang Yu's feet, he was shocked and said, "Holy crap! What kind of monster are you, a Spirit Ancestor at twelve or thirteen years old? And your first two spirit rings are purple???"

Tang Yu smiled and said, "What? Scared? If you're scared, you can admit defeat now, otherwise it won't be good if I make you cry later."

Zhao Wuji's face immediately darkened as he said, "As a Spirit Emperor, do you think I'd be afraid of a mere Spirit Ancestor! If I don't beat you up today, I'll change my surname!"

As he spoke, the spirit rings on Zhao Wuji's body lit up, and he punched toward Tang Yu. He ignored everyone else and went straight for Tang Yu.

Purple light emerged in Tang Yu's eyes as he fully activated his Purple Demon Eye. His hands turned jade-like as he fully activated his Mysterious Jade Hand, his hands forming the gestures of Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, while his feet moved in the steps of Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

This was the second Spirit Emperor Tang Yu had faced, and he dared not be careless.

Zhao Wuji's fist arrived in front of Tang Yu. In the next moment, Tang Yu's world seemed to slow down. Tang Yu reached out to grab Zhao Wuji's fist, then his speed suddenly accelerated, his hands rotating around Zhao Wuji's fist.

Tang San, watching clearly with his Purple Demon Eye, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, "My brother is truly a genius. He actually used several Tang Sect unique skills to dissipate the force of Teacher Zhao's punch!"