Tingting, No More Fighting

Initially, he hadn't taken these little fireballs seriously, not until a bizarre, sharp pain erupted from the spot where he was struck!

"First Soul Skill! Immovable Wisdom King Body!"

Zhao Wuji let out a roar, and a brilliant golden light burst forth from his body!

He had no choice but to use this move, because the number of fireballs was simply too great; they filled the sky, whistling down like a torrential rain.

Moreover, every single fireball had only one target: him!

Whoosh!

Every fireball that entered within a three-meter radius of his body was deflected in that instant.

However, the sky was still full of them!

Even if these were deflected, a continuous stream of fireballs kept flying in from behind.

Furthermore, the deflected fireballs didn't disappear; instead, they banked in mid-air, circled around, and charged straight back at Zhao Wuji!

Zhao Wuji was completely dumbfounded!

There was such a maneuver?

Logically, shouldn't a low-level soul skill disappear after being deflected? How could they fly back?

Well, never mind that.

First of all, the sheer quantity was already absurd!

A first soul skill cast by a mere Soul Elder could summon this many fireballs? Was this not a seventh, eighth, or ninth soul skill of a Title Douluo?!

Zhang Tianyu's soul skill was just that buggy.

Many people who fought Zhang Tianyu were misled by his level, his strength, and the form of this soul skill.

They assumed these fireballs were fueled by Zhang Tianyu's own soul power, but that wasn't the case.

Zhang Tianyu's first soul skill merely activated the function to summon fireballs.

These fireballs were actually created by his martial soul, the Yellow Springs Sword!

In other words, he only needed to consume a tiny bit of soul power to flip the switch that allowed the Yellow Springs to generate fireballs.

For the rest, he only needed to keep swinging the Yellow Springs.

For the duration of the soul skill, the Yellow Springs could continuously produce these fireballs that possessed tracking capabilities, could burn the soul, and were even laced with poison!

The origin of the Yellow Springs sword was terrifying; for a divine artifact that controlled the Black Death Power, creating a few fireballs consumed practically none of its energy.

In short, it was unsolvable.

Truly unsolvable.

Ants can kill an elephant; with so many fireballs that ignored physical defense and burned the soul directly, let alone a mere Soul Saint, even a Title Douluo might not be able to hold out if they only defended.

In a flash, Zhao Wuji regained his composure.

He knew he couldn't remain on the defensive; he had to take the initiative, or these fireballs would eventually grind him to death.

He couldn't use his later soul skills either, or if word got out that he used his fifth, sixth, or seventh soul skills to deal with a junior Soul Elder, people would laugh him to death.

Therefore, he had to end this quickly and take down Zhang Tianyu as fast as possible. Once he dealt with this brat, his soul skill would naturally be broken.

Without this kid, the others would be much easier to handle!

His reasoning was sound, but the problem was, was Zhang Tianyu really that easy to deal with?

"Fourth Soul Skill! Position Tracking!" Zhao Wuji shouted, his fourth soul ring flying out and landing precisely on Zhang Tianyu.

Seeing this, Dai Mubai immediately broke into a cold sweat for Zhang Tianyu.

He was locked on; Zhang Tianyu couldn't escape!

The moment Zhang Tianyu was locked by the soul ring, Zhao Wuji leaped up violently. Then, as if a massive force were pulling them together, Zhao Wuji arrived in front of Zhang Tianyu in an instant!

As the distance closed, Zhao Wuji took a spare moment to glance at the fireballs behind him.

Sure enough, because he had closed the distance to Zhang Tianyu, the fireballs stopped tracking him to avoid accidentally hitting Zhang Tianyu himself.

This was capturing the ringleader to capture the gang!

Zhao Wuji chuckled inwardly: Kid, you're still too green!

However—

When he turned around, intending to attack Zhang Tianyu, he was stunned!

Where was Zhang Tianyu?

How was he gone?!

What the hell?

He was clearly right in front of him a moment ago? How could he vanish in the blink of an eye?

Just then, Zhao Wuji heard a whistling sound from above his head. He looked up, and his pupils instantly constricted!

Zhang Tianyu's second soul ring lit up, and he soared into the air, standing atop his martial soul, the Black Sword!

What the hell?

He can actually fly on a sword?

Zhao Wuji was completely stunned!

This is insane, I never saw this coming!

Does this kid have so many tricks up his sleeve?

Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes lit up once again!

Wow!

He can even fly on a sword, how amazing!

He's just as impressive as Sword Grandpa!

At this thought, Ning Rongrong's heart skipped a beat.

That's right!

Zhang Tianyu is not only handsome, powerful, and incredibly talented, but he also possesses a sword martial soul and can fly on it—Sword Grandpa would definitely love him!

In that case, From every perspective, Zhang Tianyu and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect are a perfect match!

Ning Rongrong's mood instantly soared to the heavens!

However, she made a grave mistake because of this.

They were in the middle of a soul battle!

Even if it wasn't a life-or-death struggle, but merely a test from a teacher to his students, it still required total focus!

Seeing that he couldn't catch Zhang Tianyu, Zhao Wuji simply gave up on him and immediately shifted his target to the support, Ning Rongrong.

As it turned out, Ning Rongrong was not only completely unprepared, she was even daydreaming!

"Watch out!" Xiao Wu's warning brought Ning Rongrong back to her senses, but she realized with horror that Zhao Wuji had already charged right in front of her!

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass followed closely behind, but it was clearly too late; Zhao Wuji would reach Ning Rongrong long before the vines could.

But—

You can always trust the speed of the Infinite Flying Sword!

A sonic boom erupted, and a black streak tore through the air!

Everyone, including Zhao Wuji, felt their vision blur for a split second.

Ning Rongrong had already vanished from her spot.

Zhao Wuji's bear paw swiped at empty air, followed by another second of pure bewilderment.

He whipped his head around and, sure enough, saw that Ning Rongrong was already being held in Zhang Tianyu's arms.

That black streak was the Black Sword beneath Zhang Tianyu's feet; because it moved so fast, it looked like a continuous beam of light in the air.

Such incredible speed!

Zhao Wuji marveled inwardly, this child is truly extraordinary!

Ning Rongrong lay in Zhang Tianyu's arms, feeling as if she were in a dream!

Ah~ I'm being held in his arms right now!

This feeling~ ah~ it's so wonderful!

"Don't lose focus," Zhang Tianyu said in a low voice. "His primary targets are the two of us."

Hearing that pleasant voice, Ning Rongrong snapped back to reality and nodded vigorously.

Zhang Tianyu leaped away from the Yellow Springs while holding her, and Ning Rongrong couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise. Under her panicked gaze, Zhang Tianyu landed with her on a nearby rooftop.

The Yellow Springs transformed into a streak of black light and flew straight toward Zhao Wuji, while at the same time, those fireballs began to fly toward Zhao Wuji from every angle.

Zhao Wuji sighed in his heart and then said, "Tingting, let's stop, no more fighting."