Wu Zhangkong Was Stunned!

"Teacher Wu, we are ready."

The tactics of Ji Fengyu and the others were simple—there were no tactics.

Just charge!

Ji Fengyu led the charge!

If Wu Zhangkong dared to strike back at Ji Fengyu, heh, he would get to experience the whole team going Berserk.

Furthermore, Ji Fengyu possessed the skin-based second martial soul and the Flawless Golden Body, and with the displacement of the Thick Dragon Rising Pillar, the possibility of him being picked off was virtually non-existent.

This style of play could only be described as utterly shameless.

"Are you ready?"

Wu Zhangkong blinked, but he wasn't ready yet.

Let him recall, the lineup configuration of the students...

Oh no, he knew nothing about the skill effects of Lan Xuanyu and Na'er, nor the potential synergies they might form with the team!

"Then let's begin."

Wu Zhangkong was startled. His white robes fluttered without wind, and with a Blue Sword in hand, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Wu Zhangkong, oh Wu Zhangkong, these little ones are only eight or nine years old, yet you actually have a bad premonition? Have you been decadent for too long, unable to even lift your sword?

"Teacher, then we're coming."

The seven of them began to arrange their formation, but the moment the formation took shape, Wu Zhangkong couldn't hold it together, because Ji Fengyu was at the very front!

A support, at the very front!

Is that how you use a support?

Wu Zhangkong had originally planned to leave Ji Fengyu for last, thinking that targeting him would trigger the others to explode.

He didn't expect...

These little brats were simply not acting like human beings!

"Charge!"

"We're going straight in."

Ji Fengyu gave a light shout and took the lead.

He, Tang Wulin, Na'er, Xie Xie, and Wang Jinxi were the five charging at the very front.

Gu Yue and Lan Xuanyu were at the back.

At Ji Fengyu's command to charge, the other six actually surged with fighting spirit, staring at Wu Zhangkong with fierce intensity.

Feeling this atmosphere, Wu Zhangkong became even more certain of his judgment.

Ji Fengyu was simply the "Queen Bee" of the dragon clan!

It was not yet certain if Ji Fengyu could "command" other dragon soul masters, but if he could, then the problem was huge!

"Red!"

"Orange!"

Ji Fengyu manifested his Rainbow Dragon, two yellow soul rings appeared beneath his feet, and under the effect of Heart Separation Control, the red and orange lights

struck Tang Wulin, Na'er, and the other two power-attack types, bringing them a dual boost to strength and attack.

"Wind Element enhancement!"

Gu Yue waved her slender hand, and the five of them were favored by the Wind Element, their bodies becoming much lighter.

Of course, Ji Fengyu, who received special care, was the lightest of all.

"I have a Thick Dragon Rising Pillar!"

Lan Xuanyu activated her first soul skill, Thick Dragon Rising Pillar, granting everyone resistance to crowd control.

When facing an ice-attribute soul master, crowd control resistance was a very effective countermeasure.

After this whole sequence, the aura of the group had far exceeded the level of one or two rings, reaching at least the peak of the three-ring level.

Such a ratio of amplification was absolutely invincible in a seven-person soul master team competition at the same level.

The corners of Wu Zhangkong's mouth twitched.

Is this reasonable?

He dared not be the slightest bit careless, directly releasing his aura to the level of a Soul Ancestor.

"Frost Mist!"

Wu Zhangkong activated his second soul skill, generating a massive amount of white mist to shroud the battlefield and unfold his domain.

Visibility for Ji Fengyu and the others was nearly zero within the Frost Mist, but with the Position Swapping Dragon Rising Pillar present, the Frost Mist was completely useless.

Under the mental detection of the Dragon Rising Pillar, Wu Zhangkong's Frost Mist was nothing more than a self-deceiving trick.

The group remained completely undisturbed, charging straight toward Wu Zhangkong.

"A detection-type soul skill?"

"Is it Lan Xuanyu?"

Wu Zhangkong's rich combat experience allowed him to judge the situation immediately.

This auxiliary detection ability must be the work of the mysterious Dragon Rising Pillar Martial Soul.

"Frost Scar!"

His first soul ring shone, and he instantly thrust out multiple sword auras, aiming directly at Tang Wulin, intending to deal with this highly threatening combatant first.

That off-the-charts strength of 10,000 kilograms was still fresh in his memory!

Wu Zhangkong wasn't very clear about the others' means of attack, but he knew clearly that if he were hit by Tang Wulin even once, he would definitely be left numb.

"Position Swapping Dragon Rising Pillar!"

But just as Wu Zhangkong's sword aura was about to strike Tang Wulin, a flash of golden light appeared, and Tang Wulin had actually swapped positions with Ji Fengyu!

Hm?!!!!

Wu Zhangkong's pupils dilated instantly; the sword was already thrust, and he could not pull it back.

He had been careless; he'd been played!

The Dragon Rising Pillar also had a swapping skill—how was he supposed to fight this?

"Ah!!!!!"

At this moment, a somewhat stunned Wu Zhangkong heard Tang Wulin's wild roar.

Tang Wulin's eyes were blood-red, his breathing heavy like an ox, and his entire aura surged once again!

This one-ring soul master, who possessed a mere ten-year soul ring, actually made Wu Zhangkong feel a sense of heart-pounding dread!

Not just Tang Wulin; Na'er, Xie Xie, Wang Jinxi, Gu Yue, and Lan Xuanyu—the entire team had gone Berserk!

Every single one of them had blood-red eyes and was breathing like an ox!

The combat power of the entire team had soared by at least another 30%!

Wu Zhangkong: ...

However, it wasn't all bad news, as his many Frost Scars had been aimed at sealing Tang Wulin's acupoints, which could have instantly crippled Tang Wulin's combat ability.

Since the opponents had proactively swapped Tang Wulin and Ji Fengyu's positions, it didn't seem like a total loss?

Crippling a Ji Fengyu was far more useful than crippling a Tang Wulin.

Bang!

In an instant, Wu Zhangkong's calculations fell through again, because Ji Fengyu, who had been struck by the Frost Scars, simply shriveled up, turning into a substitute resembling a snake skin.

It was precisely the second soul skill of Ji Fengyu's Skin Martial Soul: Snake Molting!

A golden cicada shedding its shell, granting immunity to one attack!

So, their strategy was actually to trigger the entire team's power-up without taking any damage!

Did you think Ji Fengyu was sacrificing himself to trigger the team's power-up?

Don't make your Brother Ji laugh.

Ji Fengyu wasn't even truly tanking the damage; he was using the golden cicada shell, using a substitute to take the hit.

"Ji Fengyu actually has a life-saving skill?!"

If not for his cold and aloof persona, Wu Zhangkong would have truly cursed out loud at this moment.

Isn't this underhanded?

Even with his wealth of combat experience, he was left stunned by this assault.

Are mechanics and stats that overpowered even fun?

"Frost Scar!!!"

The ominous premonition grew even stronger, and Wu Zhangkong instantly thrust out hundreds of Frost Scars, weaving them into a sword cocoon to envelop himself.

He had truly mastered this first soul skill to perfection; when he lacked a defensive ability, Frost Scar could even serve as a shield.

Riiip!!!

But this Tang Wulin fellow was practically a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear cub; with ten thousand jin of brute force, he tore Wu Zhangkong's sword cocoon apart with his bare hands!

"?!!!"

Wu Zhangkong was dazed for a split second.

Then, reacting quickly, he unleashed his soul power directly to the five-ring Soul King realm!

A four-ring Soul Ancestor simply couldn't fight this at all!

Amidst the combined assault of Na'er, Xie Xie, and Wang Jinxi, Wu Zhangkong rapidly executed the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to break out of the four-person encirclement.

He then immediately began searching for Ji Fengyu's position.

Since he had already provoked the wrath of the dragon clan, he might as well go all the way and take Ji Fengyu out of the match.

"Hm?"

But Wu Zhangkong was stunned once again.

He couldn't find Ji Fengyu!

He had vanished completely; no matter how much he searched with his spiritual power, Ji Fengyu's aura remained fixed on that decoy from before.