Thunder Punishment

Zhao Wuji only saw Tang Yu's form suddenly turn illusory. Then his fist began to lose its strength. Zhao Wuji smiled and said, "Kid, you've got some tricks!"

Tang Yu smiled faintly. "And that's not all I can do."

As he spoke, Tang Yu's First Soul Ring lit up.

First Soul Skill: Purple Heaven Azure Dragon Transformation.

Tang Yu threw his head back and let out a long roar. Scales gradually appeared across his body, and he punched toward Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji lit up his First Soul Ring too and shouted, "First Soul Skill: Immovable Wisdom King Body!"

Boom!

Tang Yu's fist slammed into Zhao Wuji's stomach, but it felt as though he'd punched a sheet of iron. Zhao Wuji didn't react at all.

Zhao Wuji smiled. "I'll just stand here and let you hit me. If you can make it hurt, I'll give you credit."

Tang Yu flexed his fist. "I like it when people stand still and let me hit them. Second Soul Skill: Thunder Punishment!"

In an instant, as Tang Yu's words rang out, the sky filled with dark clouds, lightning flashing and thunder roaring. Zhao Wuji swallowed nervously. "Good heavens, is this really what a Second Soul Skill is supposed to look like?"

In truth, Tang Yu's Second Soul Skill was pretty useless. A fully charged Thunder Punishment was terrifyingly powerful, but it needed time to build up, and the longer it charged, the stronger it became. As things stood, Tang Yu needed thirty seconds to unleash the full version. In a real fight, he'd be dead before he finished charging. Who would wait thirty seconds for him like an idiot?

Of course, Tang Yu could also use an incomplete Thunder Punishment, but it couldn't even light a cigarette. What good was lightning like that? So he'd hardly ever used this Soul Skill. But now he had a fool who'd volunteered to stand still and get struck.

The lightning above Zhao Wuji's head grew more and more terrifying. Purple streaks were now clearly visible to the naked eye.

Looking up at the lightning, Zhao Wuji suddenly felt an urge to run. But he'd already made his boast, so all he could do was take the hit. Besides, Tang Yu was only a Soul Ancestor. Zhao Wuji figured it probably just looked scary.

Thirty seconds passed, and a fully charged Thunder Punishment crashed down on Zhao Wuji. The closer it came, the more Zhao Wuji felt its terrifying power.

Bang!

A bolt struck Zhao Wuji, and he immediately cried out, "Aah!"

The seven of them watched as all of Zhao Wuji's clothes were blown apart, leaving only his underwear to cover him. His skin, which hadn't been very fair to begin with, had turned even darker.

The lightning dissipated, and the sky returned to normal. Zhao Wuji looked at Tang Yu with a thoughtful expression, then suddenly began coughing violently. "Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

All that came out of Zhao Wuji's mouth was black ash. Everyone watching couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Wuji shouted, "What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at? Kid, you've got something! That move just now had the power of a full-force attack from a Spirit King!"

Tang Yu smiled. "Teacher Zhao, you're not going to settle the score with me later, are you? You were the one who told me to hit you."

"Enough talk. Let's continue! I refuse to believe I can't teach you a little brat a lesson today." Zhao Wuji's muscles tensed in an instant.