Martial Soul True Body

Zhu Zhuqing lay in Li Luo's arms, her eyes meeting his gaze perfectly.

For a moment, their eyes locked—three parts awkwardness, three parts ambiguity, and another three parts...

Three parts of Dai Mubai, watching from the sidelines, grinding his teeth in fury.

Dai Mubai was jealous! Why was his own fiancée in the arms of another man?

But at this moment, no one noticed Dai Mubai's increasingly dark expression.

Zhu Zhuqing felt incredibly shy meeting Li Luo's eyes, a crimson flush rapidly climbing up her cheeks.

Li Luo, on the other hand, appeared much more natural; having been pestered by Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu since he was young, he had no sensitivity toward pretty girls, only practiced ease.

In the end, Zhu Zhuqing could not hold on any longer; she quickly stood up from Li Luo's arms and turned her back to him, not wanting him to see her shyness.

Li Luo didn't mind, turning to look at Zhao Wuji, who was staring at him.

At this moment, the expression on Zhao Wuji's face was extremely strange; he had just witnessed Li Luo's flirting firsthand.

You might ask if Zhao Wuji wanted to take this opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Li Luo.

Nonsense, of course Zhao Wuji didn't want to miss such a good opportunity.

But Tang San and Xiao Wu seemed to be intentionally providing cover for Li Luo, as a row of Blue Silver Bamboo Poles rose up in front of Zhao Wuji.

They cut off the path between Zhao Wuji and Li Luo.

Beyond that, countless Blue Silver Kings appeared on the ground, making it easy for Zhao Wuji to trip if he wasn't careful.

Meanwhile, Xiao Wu kept flickering around Zhao Wuji, wielding a Blue Silver Bamboo Pole and striking him repeatedly.

Despite being a powerful Soul Saint, he was being controlled in place by a few Soul Elders while his soul skills were restricted, unable to move freely.

At this moment, Li Luo summoned a Blue Silver Bamboo Pole in his hand and charged toward Zhao Wuji while swinging it.

The row of Blue Silver Bamboo Poles in front of Zhao Wuji was dispersed, and Li Luo struck Zhao Wuji directly with his own pole.

Zhao Wuji raised his arms to block, his first soul ring flashing.

Under the enhancement of the Immovable Wisdom King Body, Zhao Wuji's defensive capabilities were greatly increased.

Li Luo's heavy strike landed, yet it failed to cause any damage at all.

But Li Luo's attack was not just a single blow; he raised the Blue Silver Bamboo Pole and swung it again, using the momentum to fuel his next strike.

This was the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique taught to him by Tang San, now being executed by Li Luo using the Blue Silver Bamboo Pole.

One, two, three...

Fifteen, twenty-five...

Thirty-six, thirty-seven, thirty-eight...

Seventy-nine, eighty.

The eighty-first strike!

Li Luo let out a fierce shout, holding the Blue Silver Bamboo Pole and unleashing the cumulative eighty-first strike against Zhao Wuji.

The power and momentum of this blow soared directly to the level of a full-force strike from a Soul Emperor.

Sensing the danger, Zhao Wuji actually broke the rules he had set for himself and directly activated his Avatar of the Martial Soul.

Zhao Wuji's seventh soul ring flashed, and he let out a deafening roar at Li Luo before his body began to beast-morph, fur sprouting across his skin.

In an instant, he transformed into a giant bear.

In that same moment, Zhao Wuji's defense doubled.

At the same time, the first soul ring on the bear-formed Zhao Wuji flashed repeatedly, activating the Immovable Wisdom King Body multiple times in succession.

In the state of the Avatar of the Martial Soul, other soul skills had no cooldown or usage limits, and their power was increased to one hundred and fifty percent.

With the stacking of multiple Immovable Wisdom King Bodies, Zhao Wuji took Li Luo's eighty-first strike head-on.

The moment the Blue Silver Bamboo Pole made contact with Zhao Wuji, the giant bear—in its Avatar state—was sent flying backward like a cannonball.

Zhao Wuji dug his limbs into the ground, but he still struggled to resist the force of the knockback.

In an instant, clouds of dust were kicked up.

The bear-formed Zhao Wuji slowly emerged from the dust, his heavy footsteps thudding as he approached Li Luo step by step.

Although Li Luo's final strike had knocked Zhao Wuji back a full twenty-five meters, Zhao Wuji, with his defense maxed out, had not suffered significant damage; the reason he was pushed back twenty-five meters was due to the special effect of the Blue Silver Bamboo Pole.

"Kid, you have completely angered me!"

Zhao Wuji was truly furious; he had fallen into the hands of these twelve-year-old children today, and his reputation was completely ruined.

He was going to give Li Luo and the others a harsh lesson, even breaking his own rule of only using his first four soul skills, because he had to punish them. Otherwise, where would his dignity as a teacher and a Soul Saint-level powerhouse be?

Li Luo watched the menacingly approaching Zhao Wuji, his expression devoid of any panic, remaining as calm as a still lake.

Could Li Luo handle a Zhao Wuji firing on all cylinders?

Are you kidding? That was a level 76 Soul Saint.

But why was Li Luo so lighthearted and unconcerned?

It was simple: the time for one stick of incense had already passed, and Zhao Wuji had no reason to continue testing them.

Li Luo extended his hand, fingers splayed, and held them before him.

Zhao Wuji was curious about what other moves Li Luo had to withstand him.

But the next moment, Zhao Wuji heard words that made him furious.

"Teacher Zhao, the time for one stick of incense has already passed!"

"You cannot attack us anymore!"

Hearing this, a surge of anger welled up in Zhao Wuji's heart.

"Damn it, I have to give you lot a beating today!"

Ignoring the rules of the assessment, Zhao Wuji lunged directly toward Li Luo.

But Li Luo would not sit still and wait for death; he grabbed Zhu Zhuqing, flashed away several times to put distance between them and Zhao Wuji, and dashed into Shrek Academy, disappearing completely from sight.

However, before leaving, Li Luo also took Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong along, leaving Zhao Wuji with no target to vent his frustration on.

Angry? Then suffer through it!

The entire sequence of events happened in the blink of an eye; before Zhao Wuji could even react, Li Luo and the others were all gone.

Although Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth, he eventually deactivated his Avatar of the Martial Soul and returned to his human form.

At this moment, an ill-timed voice rang out: "Teacher Zhao, would you like a Sausage?"

As it turned out, no sooner had Li Luo and the others left than Oscar arrived.

He was unaware of what had just transpired, but seeing that Zhao Wuji's expression was terrible, he proactively offered his services and used his soul skill to conjure a few large Sausages for him.

Zhao Wuji had intended to find someone to vent his rage on, but seeing Oscar being so sensible, he decided not to take it out on him.

"Pfft, hahahaha!"

An ill-timed laugh rang out; although the sound was not loud, it reached Zhao Wuji's ears perfectly.

Zhao Wuji scanned his surroundings and finally noticed Dai Mubai standing to the side, covering his face and snickering.

Dai Mubai had witnessed Zhao Wuji's entire humiliation, and seeing the usually dignified Teacher Zhao in such a sorry state today, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

Zhao Wuji walked toward Dai Mubai with ill intent. Dai Mubai realized the situation was wrong, but it was already too late to slip away.

Zhao Wuji's heavy hand landed on Dai Mubai's shoulder.

"Mubai, what's so funny? Why don't you share it with your teacher? Let me have a laugh too, how about that?"

Zhao Wuji stared at Dai Mubai with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.