Mastery of Fist Techniques, Come at Me Together!

He did not expect to obtain a seven-colored trait so easily. It seemed his previous hypothesis was correct, or at least the general direction was right.

"Young Master, do you want me to kill this person directly?"

Wu Rong asked in a soft voice, feeling no pity for Zhu Zhuqing's current state.

There was also a hint of frustration that their plans had been disrupted.

However, Qin Jiuxiao waved his hand. Putting aside the fact that Zhu Zhuqing had contributed a seven-colored trait to him, she was also one of his own targets.

Moreover, the system never said one could only harvest a single seven-colored trait from one person; perhaps he could exploit a bug.

"I have great use for this person. Sister Wu, use your soul skill to heal her."

Although Wu Rong did not entirely agree, she would never disobey the Young Master's orders. She raised her hand and summoned a white lotus emitting a faint glow in front of her.

"First Soul Skill: Hibiscus Rising from Water!"

Wu Rong's first soul skill could help injured individuals accelerate their recovery and replenish their soul power.

The wounds on Zhu Zhuqing's body were healed quickly. Although her leather outfit was still stained with blood, her brow finally relaxed.

Nearby, Qin Jiuxiao carefully guarded their surroundings.

Since Zhu Zhuqing was here, it stood to reason that Zhu Zhuyun and the Star Luo Empire's assassins could not be too far away.

"Giggle, the little handsome guy is truly vigilant. I like that."

Sure enough, a charming, coquettish laugh echoed through the woods.

Qin Jiuxiao locked his gaze onto the trunk of a large tree not far away. Standing there was a woman with a voluptuous figure, also dressed in a tight leather outfit.

Zhu Zhuyun's appearance was seventy percent similar to Zhu Zhuqing's, but her features held a bit more charm and maturity.

Compared to Zhu Zhuqing, her every smile and movement could more easily stir the desires in a man's heart.

"Young Master, we are surrounded."

Wu Rong came to Qin Jiuxiao's side. Compared to Zhu Zhuqing, her primary mission was to protect the Young Master; his safety was above all else.

Qin Jiuxiao glanced casually at the various directions around them, seeing figures slowly emerging, forming a loose encirclement.

The auras on their bodies were all quite strong; the weakest were at the Soul Master level, the vast majority were Soul Ancestors, and there were even two Soul Kings.

Yet, there was not a trace of fear on the faces of Qin Jiuxiao or Wu Rong.

Although he was only a one-ring Great Soul Master, his strength was not inferior to any Soul Master, and he could even fight a Soul Ancestor.

Though Wu Rong was a support type, relying on her own soul power, she did not fear any Soul Ancestor either.

What's more, Yan Shi and the others were not far away. They had already sensed the situation and were lurking in the shadows, waiting for Qin Jiuxiao's command at any moment.

"Little handsome guy, how about we make a deal?"

"You hand that girl over to me, and I'll spare your lives. How about that?"

Zhu Zhuyun stood behind the group of soul masters, speaking with a coquettish laugh, her eyes filled with hidden meaning.

Although she did not sense a very powerful aura from Qin Jiuxiao, she did not get too close to take any risks.

It was not impossible to capsize in a gutter; she would not do something so foolish.

Qin Jiuxiao chuckled, helped the fallen Zhu Zhuqing up, and gently stroked her waist with his palm.

This scene caused a flash of severity in Zhu Zhuyun's eyes, her killing intent flickering and vanishing.

"That won't do. This little kitten is already my spoils of war. I happen to be missing a maid to serve tea and water."

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be hunting her down, right? Since that's the case, shouldn't you be happy that she fell into my hands?"

Qin Jiuxiao raised an eyebrow and retorted, "Unless you never intended to kill her at all."

Zhu Zhuyun narrowed her eyes. This man before her had guessed her intentions with just a few words; it was simply terrifying.

Indeed.

She had brought such a lineup to hunt down Zhu Zhuqing, who was only a level 27 Great Soul Master; how could she possibly fail to kill her?

Her original intention was to let Zhu Zhuqing leave and never return; she did not want to kill her own sister.

But the assassins around her did not know this, and some of them were even men of Dai Davis.

To avoid exposure, she had to keep up the act. As for this man...

She could only say she was sorry.

Only the dead could keep secrets.

"Little handsome guy, your imagination is quite rich. But sometimes, cleverness can lead to one's own undoing."

"Since that's the case, don't blame your big sister for being ruthless."

Zhu Zhuyun still wore that charming smile, but her tone now carried icy killing intent.

"Attack!"

At her command, the soul masters surrounding them lit up their soul rings in an instant.

The yellow and purple light illuminated the dark woods as if it were broad daylight.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it seems reason doesn't work here."

"In that case, I happen to know a thing or two about fisticuffs."

"It's perfect; I also want to test what level my current combat power is."

Qin Jiuxiao curled his lips and handed Zhu Zhuqing, who was in his arms, over to Wu Rong.

Immediately after, he revealed his soul ring. A purple thousand-year soul ring rose slowly, and the golden Heavenly Horned Ant behind him roared toward the sky.

This was the first time he had revealed his soul ring in front of others.

Even his old man did not know his first ring was a thousand-year one.

The surroundings went silent for a moment, and then the assassins all gasped in unison.

"A thousand-year first ring!"

"How is this possible? Isn't the limit for the first ring 423 years? What the hell is a thousand-year ring!"

"Could this guy be a disciple of some major power? With such talent, could it be Spirit Hall!"

"Forget about whatever Hall or sect! This guy is only a one-ring soul master. No matter how heaven-defying he is, as long as we silence him here, no one will know it was us!"

The weakest Soul Master among them sneered and was the first to charge forward.

His martial soul was a leopard, and his speed was quite fast; in just a breath's time, he arrived in front of Qin Jiuxiao.

"First Soul Skill: Leopard Shadow Fist!"

Golden soul power condensed on his fist, and he smashed it fiercely toward Qin Jiuxiao's forehead.

"Die!"

Wu Rong's expression changed drastically as she watched this.

She also did not know that her Young Master's first ring was actually a thousand-year one.

If this information were to spread, it would likely cause a sensation across the continent.

These guys must not be allowed to escape; they had to die!

However, seeing Qin Jiuxiao's confident appearance, Wu Rong felt slightly relieved.

Even so, her body remained tense, ready to help him eliminate the enemy at any moment.

Bang!

It sounded like a fist hitting solid iron.

Qin Jiuxiao stood in place without moving a step, a playful smile on his face.

"Didn't you eat? Is that all the strength you have?"

The smiles on the faces of the assassins who were watching the show with their arms crossed slowly stiffened.

They looked at the scene before them in disbelief.

The scene they had imagined—Qin Jiuxiao's head exploding like a watermelon—did not happen.

Instead, the Soul Master who had punched Qin Jiuxiao's forehead was shaken back several steps.

Crack, crack, crack!

Qin Jiuxiao twisted his neck; that bit of force was painless and itchy to him.

This "Body Sanctification" trait was truly worthy of being a seven-colored level.

His physical body alone was comparable to some defensive-type Soul Ancestors.

"I took your punch, now you try taking one of mine."

"First Soul Skill: Ultimate Power!"

The purple soul ring on Qin Jiuxiao's body lit up, and the phantom of the Heavenly Horned Ant behind him roared, turning into light and merging into his body.

Strength, speed, and all-around attributes increased by 100%!

Boom!

Qin Jiuxiao threw a punch directly, the air itself emitting a sonic boom.

"No, don't!"

"My lord, save me!"

Feeling the powerful wind of Qin Jiuxiao's fist, the aura of death instantly enveloped that Soul Master.

His pupils shrank to pinpricks, and he screamed in terror, begging for help.

But before help could arrive, Qin Jiuxiao's fist smashed into his head.

Splat!

His head exploded!

A Soul Master had died just like that in front of all of them.

The surrounding Soul Ancestors were stunned by this scene, unable to snap out of it for a moment.

[Ding! Contact with Star Luo Empire assassin Bai Shi, obtained trait "Mastery of Fist Techniques (Blue)": Can flexibly use various fist techniques!]

The next moment, Qin Jiuxiao felt his mind flooded with techniques for fist fighting, far better than the brawling he had relied on before.

With these techniques, combined with his previous "Heaven-Defying Comprehension" trait, he might even be able to develop his own self-created soul skills.

Before, he couldn't guarantee he could win against a Soul Ancestor, but now with these techniques, he might truly be able to defeat a Soul Ancestor-level soul master.

Qin Jiuxiao curled his lips, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth.

He couldn't wait to find a Soul Ancestor to practice on.

His gaze swept across the assassins, and he crooked his finger at them arrogantly.

"Come on, all of you together!"

"Use your full strength; don't let me down!"

The assassins' eyes turned red. Being provoked like this by a one-ring soul master, how could they stand it?

The soul rings on their bodies lit up with dazzling light, and they roared as they unleashed various soul skills and charged forward.

"Brat, go to hell!"