Qian Renxue smiled. "Why not? Back when Zhao Wuji was hunted by our Spirit Hall, he was said to already be a high-level Soul Emperor. Six years have passed since then, so he may have broken through to Soul Saint. We can use him to complete the Sin of Pride!"
"Zhao Wuji is a tough opponent. Back then, as a Soul Emperor, he managed to escape alive while being hunted by sixteen Soul Emperor bishops. That shows he was among the very best even among Soul Emperors."
"If he has now broken through to Soul Saint, then he definitely won't be an ordinary Soul Saint." Lin Ye reminded her.
Although in the original story, Zhao Wuji had been beaten black and blue by Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing—the four Soul Grandmasters who had just joined the academy—making him seem rather weak.
In truth, Zhao Wuji was not weak at all.
In that battle, Tang San had gone all out and used every Hidden Weapon technique at his disposal just to barely land a single hammer blow on Zhao Wuji.
And Zhao Wuji had not even used his Martial Soul Avatar.
The Martial Soul Avatar was where a soul master's true strength lay.
It could be said that possessing a Martial Soul Avatar marked a qualitative leap in a soul master's power.
If Zhao Wuji had activated his Martial Soul Avatar, Tang San and the others would have stood no chance. They would have been utterly crushed.
Throughout that battle, Zhao Wuji had almost entirely remained on the defensive and rarely attacked proactively. Even without using his Martial Soul Avatar, he had clearly been holding back.
How could someone who escaped the siege of sixteen Soul Emperor bishops be an ordinary man?
Qian Renxue naturally knew Zhao Wuji was no simple Soul Saint. She smiled confidently. "Lin Ye, with our current strength, the two of us can easily kill an ordinary Soul Saint together. But if we were merely judging a Soul Saint of average strength, what would be interesting about that?"
"Ever since awakening your Martial Soul and beginning your cultivation, it seems you've never experienced a bitter battle, have you?"
"Don't you want to experience a thrilling fight, to hover between life and death, feeling that one careless mistake could get you beaten to death at any moment?"
"No, I don't have masochistic tendencies." Lin Ye rolled his eyes, but a trace of fighting spirit gradually appeared on his face. "Still, I do like doing challenging things."
"And just one Zhao Wuji isn't enough to give me that kind of battle."
Qian Renxue smiled. "Then it's decided. Let's go find him."
"No need. He's already followed us."
When Lin Ye had severely injured Qin Ming earlier, he had sensed the vengeful look in Zhao Wuji's eyes.
After leaving the Great Soul Arena, he had spread out his spiritual power and remained secretly on guard.
At this very moment, he sensed that Zhao Wuji had caught up.
"The person I injured earlier is connected to Zhao Wuji. Come on, let's find somewhere secluded. He'll show himself on his own."
The two exchanged a glance and headed down a side path.
More than ten minutes later, they arrived at a secluded abandoned lot.
At that moment, Zhao Wuji indeed appeared.
A burly man blocked their path.
"Heh, I never expected the one who injured Qin Ming to be such a young brat." The moment Zhao Wuji saw Lin Ye's face, he was greatly shocked.
But he still had no intention of letting Lin Ye off easily. He said coldly, "Hey, brat, you injured my student and think you can just walk away?"
"Seriously, Senior? Even in a Soul Fighting Arena match, injuries are unavoidable, even in a sparring match. If you're so afraid of your student getting hurt, why let him compete in the Soul Fighting Arena at all?"
"You might as well keep him at the academy and protect him like a decorative vase."
"Besides, I already showed restraint. If he hadn't refused to accept his loss and gotten back up to fight, how would he have been seriously injured by me? And you still have the nerve to come here and bully the young with your age? You really are shameless!" Lin Ye snapped.
"You! You!" Zhao Wuji's face flushed red from his words.
"You what? You brainless, muscle-bound bear! You can't even speak properly, yet you came here to bully the young with your age. I'd advise you not to make a fool of yourself, or you might lose your life later."
"Bastard! Outrageous!" Zhao Wuji was furious, panting heavily like a bull.
Qian Renxue burst into laughter. "Lin Ye, look how angry you've made him. He can barely catch his breath."
"Hmph!" Zhao Wuji snorted angrily, looking completely unreasonable. "You sharp-tongued brat, I don't care about any of that. You injured my student, so don't think you're leaving easily!"
"Is that so? Then we'll have to see whether you have the ability."
Lin Ye summoned the Angel Holy Sword, and four soul rings rose beneath his feet.
"Hahahaha! A mere four-ringed Soul Ancestor dares to act arrogantly before me? So what if you possess a soul ring configuration that ordinary people lack? I'm a Soul Saint!" Zhao Wuji laughed disdainfully.
"Vajra Bear!"
"Roar!"
A vicious golden bear standing upright on two legs appeared behind Zhao Wuji. Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—seven soul rings shone beneath his feet. He was a level seventy-one Soul Saint.
"Brat! Now you should be afraid!"
Rather than fearing him, Lin Ye smiled. "A Soul Saint. How impressive! Perhaps I alone am not your match, but what if you add her?"
Qian Renxue smiled and summoned her Martial Soul.
An Angel Martial Soul emerged, surrounded by five soul rings.
Qian Renxue was now a level fifty-six Soul King.
"A two-winged Angel? They're from Spirit Hall!" Zhao Wuji's face darkened, and clear apprehension appeared in his eyes.
He might not have been clever, but he was not stupid either. Such geniuses were surely key talents nurtured by Spirit Hall.
Lin Ye sneered. "Heh, even if you don't fight now, we have no intention of letting you leave."
"Zhao Wuji, ever since you began wandering the soul master world, you've been arrogant and conceited, injuring and killing many innocent people. Six years ago, you nearly massacred an entire small soul master family!"
"Today, the two of us will pass the judgment of death upon you in the name of the Angel God!"
Zhao Wuji's fury surged. "Back then, I truly was arrogant and conceited, and I hurt many innocent people. But I, Zhao Wuji, reformed long ago and turned over a new leaf! So many years have passed, and neither empire cares anymore. Is Spirit Hall still unwilling to let me go?"
"If everyone could wipe the slate clean simply by reforming after committing crimes, then what would law enforcers be for?"
Lin Ye slowly raised the Angel Holy Sword in his hand and pointed it at him. "Zhao Wuji, today is the day you die!"
"Hehehe, hahahaha!"
Zhao Wuji threw back his head and laughed wildly. "You think a Soul Ancestor and a Soul King can kill me? I am Zhao Wuji, the Immovable Wisdom King!!"
"Since you want to kill me over what happened back then, I have no choice but to kill you!"
"Die!"
"Second Soul Skill, Vajra Palm!"
Zhao Wuji's hands turned into bear paws and slammed into the ground. A bear paw immediately erupted beneath Lin Ye and Qian Renxue's feet.
"Go!"
The two dodged aside and charged Zhao Wuji in unison.
Together, they thrust their swords at him.
"Hmph!" Zhao Wuji swung out a bear paw and effortlessly blocked Lin Ye and Qian Renxue's combined strike without moving an inch.
"My title as the Immovable Wisdom King isn't just for show. With attacks of your level, even if I stood here and let you hit me, you still wouldn't be able to hurt me in the slightest!"
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