Youquan's First Team Battle

Zhao Wuji's first wave of attacks against Ning Rongrong was interrupted by Tang San and Xiaoxiao. However, when Tang San carried Ning Rongrong into the air to evade the attack, leaving them briefly unable to dodge, Zhao Wuji immediately seized the opportunity and swung an air punch at Ning Rongrong.

As the air punch, accompanied by the sound of tearing wind, came hurtling toward him and Ning Rongrong, Tang San immediately released Blue Silver Grass and wrapped it around a nearby building. Just as he prepared to use it to pull himself and Ning Rongrong away, Zhao Wuji's air punch was already upon them.

This is bad. Tang San realized that there was no foothold in the air. He could not use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

A bolt of lightning flashed, and Youquan had already carried Tang San and Ning Rongrong to safety.

Even Zhao Wuji, who had thought his attack was certain to hit, stared at Youquan in surprise and could not help exclaiming, "What incredible speed!"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Youquan in disbelief. She considered herself extremely fast among agility-type soul masters, yet compared to Youquan, she still fell far short. At the very least, she absolutely would not have been able to save Tang San and Ning Rongrong just now.

"Don't underestimate your opponent," Youquan reminded Tang San.

Tang San nodded somewhat awkwardly and returned to a fighting stance.

Ning Rongrong, meanwhile, looked at Youquan with stars in her eyes. When Youquan had saved her just now, she had been unbelievably cool.

"Xiaowu, go!" Having entered combat mode, Tang San immediately coordinated with Xiaowu, the person he knew best.

Xiaowu had worked with Tang San for years. She did not even need to look to know what he intended. With perfect understanding, she lightly tapped the tips of both feet against Tang San's palms. With Tang San's push, Xiaowu shot toward Zhao Wuji like an arrow released from the bowstring.

Zhao Wuji was not angered by his failed attack. Instead, a smile curled across his lips as he simply placed his hands behind his back, looking as though he would let Xiaowu attack him freely.

Naturally, Xiaowu would not let such a good opportunity pass. After reaching Zhao Wuji's side, she planted both feet on either side of his neck.

Two muffled thuds rang out at once. Xiaowu's feet landed accurately on Zhao Wuji's shoulders, but Zhao Wuji did not even sway. Instead, he grinned. "Little girl, that doesn't seem to have much force behind it."

Xiaowu snorted coldly, drew in her toes, and pressed them against the major arteries on either side of Zhao Wuji's neck. With all her strength, she twisted, and her body began spinning through the air.

Her teammates' cooperation followed immediately. Since this was a team battle, Xiaowu could not possibly be left to fight alone.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass frantically coiled around Zhao Wuji's body. His torso and arms were bound tightly, while powerful paralytic toxins were released through the thorns of the Blue Silver Grass.

At the same time, Tang San employed the Tang Sect's ultimate art, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon. Under the combined effects of Blue Silver Grass and Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, Zhao Wuji's feet gradually left the ground.

Because of the Blue Silver Grass and Xiaowu, Youquan had no way to attack with Heavenly Flames. She therefore abandoned that option and decisively chose close combat.

Ning Rongrong immediately added a strength boost to both Tang San and Xiaowu. With the enhancement, their Soul Power performed beyond its limits. Xiaowu's body spun rapidly through the air before suddenly flipping backward, forcefully dragging Zhao Wuji's body along with her.

"Spinning around is pretty fun too." Zhao Wuji's teasing voice sounded out. Xiaowu's movement suddenly froze, and her feet could no longer move him. A tremendous force came from below, pulling her body back instead.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's body swelling, Youquan understood that he was preparing to use Martial Soul Possession. Three Thousand Lightning Movement surged through her legs as she raced forward.

"Xiaowu, don't let go. Hold on! Xiaoxiao, Fusion Skill!" Youquan shouted.

Xiaowu, who had nearly been flung away by Zhao Wuji's strength, poured all the strength in her body into her legs.

"National Treasure, Quake of the Cauldron!" The golden cauldron that had been resting on the ground shot into the air and split into three as it spun.

As the three massive golden cauldrons spun and collided, their vibrations actually halted Zhao Wuji's Martial Soul Possession.

In a flash, Youquan appeared behind Zhao Wuji.

"Eight Extremities Collapse!" Youquan clenched her right hand into a fist, gathered strength, then drove a heavy punch into Zhao Wuji's lower back. At the instant of contact, she frantically injected Hidden Strength and the power of Heavenly Flames into his body.

"Xiaowu, get ready!" Youquan called out, then pulled a huge black ruler from her Red Lotus Storage Ring.

This Profound Heavy Ruler had been given to her teacher, Xiao Yan, by Venerable Yao when he was traveling and training in his youth. Because it was immensely heavy and could absorb and impede the circulation of Dou Qi, it had been an indispensable aid during the early stages of cultivation.

Youquan no longer needed it to aid her cultivation. She had taken it out now because its weight made it an excellent weapon.

Without another word, Youquan raised the Profound Heavy Ruler and swung it at Zhao Wuji's knee.

Feeling the wind-tearing force of the Profound Heavy Ruler, Zhao Wuji's eyebrows twitched involuntarily. If that thing hit him, even he would not be able to endure it.

Zhao Wuji immediately prepared to take action, but Youquan noticed his movement and curled her lips into a smile.

"Explode!"

Youquan gave a cold shout, and the Hidden Strength and Heavenly Flames she had injected into Zhao Wuji's body instantly exploded within him.

Although Zhao Wuji was called the Immovable King of Wisdom due to his terrifying attack power and defense, the inside of a human body was still fragile. Hidden Strength and Heavenly Flames wreaked havoc inside him. Even with the strength of a Soul Saint, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of Zhao Wuji's mouth.

If Zhao Wuji had completed Martial Soul Possession from the very beginning, Youquan would never have had the chance to inject Hidden Strength and Heavenly Flames into him through his terrifying defense. However, underestimating his opponents had made him pay the price now.

Dai Mubai, who had been watching from the side, was already too stunned to speak. He had not expected that this woman, Youquan, really had some skill.

Because Xiaoxiao had interrupted Zhao Wuji's Martial Soul Possession, and because Youquan had injured him internally while his knee had also suffered a heavy blow from the Profound Heavy Ruler, his body weakened and his legs lost some of their strength.

Xiaowu seized the opportunity. With her tacit coordination with Tang San, she unleashed Waist Bow and flung Zhao Wuji away. His head slammed heavily into the ground, landing headfirst.

Zhu Zhuqing, who had been waiting for an opportunity from the side, was not willing to be outdone. She seized the chance to unleash a barrage of attacks, leaving one vivid red claw mark after another across Zhao Wuji's body.

"You little monsters, I underestimated you. Now, I'm going to get serious!" Zhao Wuji rose to his feet and completed Martial Soul Possession in an instant.

With a low roar from Zhao Wuji, his body rapidly swelled. The muscles all over his body expanded once more, and even his height increased considerably in an instant, making him appear even more powerfully built.

Seven brilliant Spirit Rings rose at once. Two yellow, two purple, and three black Spirit Rings circled Zhao Wuji, displaying his terrifying strength.