Fierce Battle with Zhao Wuji

It is worth mentioning that Li Luo did not personally intervene this time, choosing instead to stand quietly to the side, observing the coordination between Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong.

As a mage, how could Li Luo personally intervene every single time?

The reason a mage is a mage is, of course, to command their pets in battle.

And a mature pet must learn to fight on its own.

Seeing that Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong were working together with such tacit understanding, handling their battle against Zhao Wuji with ease, Li Luo was happy to remain idle and had no intention of taking the initiative.

Li Luo took a handful of melon seeds from his Soul Tool and began to watch the show.

However, a glance from the corner of his eye caught Zhu Zhuqing standing there "with nothing to do," so his body transformed into a prismatic blur, appearing beside her in the next instant.

This was Xiao Wu's third soul skill, Teleportation.

Li Luo could use the martial souls and soul rings of any contracted soul master without any restrictions.

Li Luo's appearance beside Zhu Zhuqing did not cause the slightest disturbance; even the highly vigilant Zhu Zhuqing did not notice that someone had suddenly appeared right next to her.

She was currently staring intently at the entanglement between Zhao Wuji and the trio of Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong.

She wanted to join the fight, but found that she could not insert herself into the fray at all.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong were working together so seamlessly that they had no need for the assistance of an outsider like her.

Seeing this, Zhu Zhuqing felt pushed to the sidelines and could not help but feel a sense of desolation.

Ever since she awakened her martial soul, she had become a complete loner.

Her parents did not value her, her sister was hostile toward her, and even after entering Star Luo Royal Academy, Zhu Zhuqing found that because of her status, few were willing to approach her, and many even actively kept their distance.

Worse still, when she was eight years old, she learned that the fiancé she had never met had simply abandoned her and fled to a foreign land.

She had spent five full years in that home that was both familiar and strange, all by herself.

Beyond that, Zhu Zhuqing's talent was not particularly outstanding; her Innate Soul Power was only level seven.

Even if she practiced as hard as she could, even if she had reached level twenty-seven by the age of only eleven.

However, with such a large age gap between her and her sister Zhu Zhuyun, Zhu Zhuqing could not see any chance of winning the upcoming battle for the throne.

Everyone had their own team, but Zhu Zhuqing was the only one left alone, like an unwanted kitten, forced to wander aimlessly.

Her usual coldness was not a sign of an arrogant personality, but rather a form of self-protection—a cage she had built to wall herself off from the world.

Zhu Zhuqing felt a sudden wave of depression, even entertaining thoughts of giving up on herself; her heart was sinking to the bottom, falling into a state of total emptiness.

But just then, a warm, large hand rested on her shoulder.

Feeling the weight on her shoulder, Zhu Zhuqing was momentarily startled.

She raised her hand, instinctively wanting to swat the hand away, but she stopped halfway, neither striking her shoulder nor pulling back, caught in a moment of hesitation.

Zhu Zhuqing did not know whose hand was on her shoulder, and she instinctively assumed it was that of her nominal "fiancé," Dai Mubai, which was why her first instinct had been to break free and distance herself from him.

She held deep prejudices against Dai Mubai, remembering only his abandonment of her all those years ago.

But at that moment, a soft, warm voice sounded in her ear.

"Would you like some melon seeds?"

This was not Dai Mubai's voice, but rather... Li Luo's voice.

Upon hearing that it was Li Luo, Zhu Zhuqing involuntarily lowered her hand from the air, turned her neck slightly, and looked at the hand resting on her shoulder, then at the boy standing beside her.

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned and bewildered, even feeling a lingering fear; she had no idea when Li Luo had appeared beside her, as she had not sensed a single sign of his arrival.

Looking at Li Luo's handsome and kind face, her arm rose uncontrollably, and she took the melon seeds he offered.

She actually began to eat the seeds and watch the show alongside Li Luo.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji was still entangled with Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong stood atop the Blue Silver Bamboo Pole summoned by Tang San, moving with agility and perfectly dodging Zhao Wuji's repeated attacks.

And whenever Zhao Wuji used his Position Tracking soul skill to try and force his way toward her, Ning Rongrong would swing the large Blue Silver Bamboo Pole to deliver a painful blow, directly interrupting his tracking.

Seeing that he could not catch the support, Zhao Wuji shifted his target to Tang San and Xiao Wu, who were on the ground.

But with Tang San stepping through the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and wielding the Blue Silver Bamboo Pole, Zhao Wuji tried to close in several times but could not even touch the hem of Tang San's clothes.

He was even tripped several times by the Blue Silver Grass vines Tang San summoned, falling heavily to the ground and landing face-first in the dirt.

He also took several solid thumps from the pole.

As for Xiao Wu, Zhao Wuji could not touch her at all; her third soul skill was an instantaneous Teleportation, and Zhao Wuji couldn't even capture her figure, let alone lay a hand on her.

"Clang! Bang!"

Zhao Wuji was besieged by the trio using the Blue Silver Bamboo Poles; the poles were highly durable, and even with Zhao Wuji's Soul Saint cultivation, the pain was unavoidable.

"What a bunch of cunning little brats."

Seeing that he could do nothing against the three of them, Zhao Wuji complained helplessly to himself.

He soon shook off his irritation; since he couldn't handle Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong, he might as well change targets.

And so, Zhao Wuji turned his attention toward Li Luo and Zhu Zhuqing, who were busy eating melon seeds.

"Damn it, I'm over here taking a beating, and you two little brats are actually cracking melon seeds."

Seeing that his embarrassing predicament was being watched by Li Luo and Zhu Zhuqing the entire time, Zhao Wuji felt he was losing face, so he flashed his first four spirit rings in unison and charged toward them.

"First Spirit Skill, Immovable Wisdom King Body."

"Second Spirit Skill, Vajra Palm."

"Third Spirit Skill, Gravity Enhancement."

"Fourth Spirit Skill, Position Tracking."

Zhao Wuji's speed was immense, and in the blink of an eye, he was closing in on Li Luo and Zhu Zhuqing.

But Li Luo was even faster, directly using Xiao Wu's Teleportation spirit skill to vanish from his original spot.

Before leaving, he didn't forget about Zhu Zhuqing; he grabbed her before she could react, dodging Zhao Wuji's attack.

Zhao Wuji lunged at empty air, while Li Luo reappeared not far away with Zhu Zhuqing still held in his hand.

Li Luo gave the Zhu Zhuqing he was carrying a little shake.

"Tsk tsk!"

"You don't look fat, so why are you so heavy?"

Zhu Zhuqing's slender figure weighed more than Li Luo had expected.

It was for no other reason than the two peaks on her chest being far too large.

Li Luo set Zhu Zhuqing down, but because of the sudden series of movements, she failed to find her footing the moment she touched the ground and fell directly toward Li Luo.

Li Luo couldn't dodge in time (or rather, didn't even try), and in a flurry of feigned panic (practice makes perfect), he raised his hands to catch her.