Blue Silver Pole Vault

As the group discussed their tactics, the time for one stick of incense passed quickly.

"Time is up. How have your discussions gone?"

The incense stick planted in the ground burned out completely, and Zhao Wuji turned around to face Li Luo and the others.

Li Luo and his team turned as well, summoning their respective Martial Souls in sequence.

Before Zhao Wuji could even announce the start, Li Luo took the initiative and tossed out three Prism Balls.

Following this, three purple thousand-year soul rings rose slowly from beneath Li Luo's feet.

"Come forth, Haki San, Haki Wu, and Haki Rongrong!"

Three Prism Balls, identical in appearance save for minor details, were tossed above the heads of Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong.

The Prism Balls released beams of colorful light that enveloped Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong respectively.

Zhao Wuji watched Li Luo's soul rings with curiosity; although Dai Mubai had already informed him of Li Luo's situation, he still wanted to see Li Luo's three thousand-year soul rings with his own eyes.

Furthermore, Li Luo's Martial Soul was clearly that colorful ball, not the Blue Silver Grass that Dai Mubai had described.

Thus, Zhao Wuji did not interrupt Li Luo's actions, watching quietly and feeling quite curious about what would happen next.

Under the illumination of the colorful light beams, the figures of Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong flickered, transformed into streams of light, and vanished, only to reappear in their original spots after a flash of colorful radiance.

This series of actions appeared complex, but in reality, it all happened in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong were each surrounded by a purple thousand-year soul ring tinged with color.

This was the buff Li Luo had bestowed upon them.

All attributes increased by forty percent, and their Martial Souls entered a Prismatic state.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong then summoned their own Martial Souls: the Prismatic Blue Silver King, the Prismatic Soft Bone Charming Jade Rabbit, and the Prismatic Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Their respective soul rings rose in sequence.

Yellow, Purple, Purple, Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Yellow, Yellow, Purple.

Zhu Zhuqing watched silently from the side, as she had undergone no changes.

"Eh?"

Zhao Wuji was quite surprised to see Tang San's soul ring configuration.

"Hiss!"

But upon seeing Ning Rongrong's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, he gasped in shock.

However, he did not hesitate and immediately prepared to strike.

"Since you are all ready, then I shall begin!"

As he spoke, Zhao Wuji casually tossed a stick of incense into the ground, and Dai Mubai stepped forward to light it.

Once Dai Mubai lit the incense, Zhao Wuji transformed into a cannonball and lunged directly toward Ning Rongrong.

Taking out the support first was an immutable rule of combat in Douluo Continent Soul Master Duels.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was a famous support-type Martial Soul on the Douluo Continent, and even though Ning Rongrong's pagoda had nine levels, Zhao Wuji still assumed her Martial Soul was the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

Therefore, he chose to attack Ning Rongrong first, rather than Li Luo, who was also a support.

But Zhao Wuji's intentions were destined to fall through.

The moment Zhao Wuji moved, Tang San struck first.

"Third Soul Skill, Blue Silver Pole Vault!"

As Tang San's voice fell, his third soul ring flashed.

A very thick Blue Silver Bamboo Pole appeared beneath Ning Rongrong's feet, lifting her two and a half meters into the air.

Beyond that, a row of Blue Silver Bamboo Poles erupted from the ground, extending to both sides with Ning Rongrong at the center.

Li Luo and Tang San had already used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to dodge to the side.

Zhao Wuji missed his target and slammed headfirst into a bamboo pole.

The Blue Silver Bamboo Pole was so hard that it actually made Zhao Wuji's forehead ache.

"What kind of absurd soul skill is this?"

Seeing Ning Rongrong standing atop the pole, Zhao Wuji tried to shake it to knock her down.

But the moment he grabbed the pole, he found it far too sturdy to be moved.

Finding that he couldn't shake the pole, Zhao Wuji attempted to break it with brute force.

With two heavy punches, Zhao Wuji, without even using a soul skill, failed to break a single pole.

"Are you kidding me? This pole is actually this hard!"

Seeing that he couldn't break the pole, Zhao Wuji finally grew angry, activated his Martial Soul Possession, and his second soul ring flashed.

"Second Soul Skill, Vajra Fist!"

As a Soul Saint, even the power of Zhao Wuji's second soul skill was enough to rival the full-force strike of a Soul Ancestor.

Having already taken several heavy blows, the bamboo pole finally swayed and toppled under the impact of Zhao Wuji's Vajra Fist.

Yet, it did not snap; such was the durability of Tang San's third soul skill, the Blue Silver Bamboo Pole.

Although the bamboo pole had fallen, Ning Rongrong did not tumble down, for she had already nimbly leaped onto another pole.

Because Zhao Wuji had grown incensed with a mere bamboo pole, he failed to notice Ning Rongrong's movements.

"Nine Treasures turn out Glazed Light, Nine Treasures possess spirit, the second is Speed!"

Once out of danger, Ning Rongrong first applied a status buff to herself to increase her speed. Combined with the forty percent all-attribute boost Li Luo had already granted her, she now moved across the row of Blue Silver Bamboo Poles as if walking on flat ground, with no fear of falling.

Zhao Wuji was truly riled up now. He leaped repeatedly, trying to swat Ning Rongrong down, but she was far too agile. Furthermore, knots formed by the Blue Silver King, summoned by Tang San, would appear underfoot from time to time to trip him, causing every one of his attacks to miss.

Being toyed with in such a manner, Zhao Wuji grew indignant.

His third and fourth soul rings flashed in succession.

"Third soul skill, Gravity Squeeze!"

"Fourth soul skill, Position Tracking!"

A massive gravitational force descended upon Ning Rongrong, but standing atop the Blue Silver Bamboo Pole, she remained in a state of super-armor, unaffected by any influence and continuing to move with ease.

However, Zhao Wuji's Position Tracking was a lock-on soul skill; even with her nimble movements on the bamboo poles, it was difficult for Ning Rongrong to evade his pounce.

Zhao Wuji lunged directly toward Ning Rongrong, and at that very moment, a Blue Silver Bamboo Pole appeared out of thin air in her hand.

It had been summoned by Tang San.

Grasping the bamboo pole, Ning Rongrong felt a surge of confidence and struck the lunging Zhao Wuji with a fierce blow.

"Eighty!"

The bamboo pole landed heavily, aimed squarely at the top of Zhao Wuji's head.

The pole was hard, and Zhao Wuji felt a sharp pain in his scalp.

"Hiss!"

With a cry of pain, he was knocked straight out of the air.

However, he was a Soul Saint after all, and with his Vajra Diamond Bear martial soul, his defense was beyond reproach.

Ning Rongrong lacked raw strength, so this strike did not cause any significant damage to Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji was thoroughly provoked and prepared to attack again, but Tang San and Xiao Wu were not merely standing by watching; they immediately moved to strike him.

"Blink!"

Xiao Wu's third soul ring lit up, and she vanished in an instant, reappearing behind Zhao Wuji. She swung a massive Blue Silver Bamboo Pole and delivered a fierce blow to his back.

"Eighty!"

"Urgh... hiss!"

Caught completely off guard, Zhao Wuji let out a muffled groan and stumbled several steps forward, but suddenly, another grass knot appeared beneath his feet, and he tripped, falling flat on the ground.