Displaying Divine Might (II)

"First Spirit Skill: Blue Silver Entanglement!" Seeing this, Tang San immediately unleashed Blue Silver Entanglement again, trying to inject the paralytic toxin on his Blue Silver Grass, as well as its parasitic seeds, into Zhao Wuji through a gap in Zhao Wuji's defenses.

"First Spirit Skill: Hell Stab!"

Zhu Zhuqing also seized the chance while Zhao Wuji and Lin Qing were deadlocked, using her first Spirit Skill to swiftly circle behind Zhao Wuji.

"Second Spirit Skill: Hell Hundred Claws!" Upon reaching Zhao Wuji's back, Zhu Zhuqing instantly unleashed her second Spirit Skill. Her sharp claws flashed out, slashing more than a hundred times at Zhao Wuji's back.

"Seven Treasures have their name, first: Strength!"

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing attack, Ning Rongrong immediately granted her a strength boost as well.

Blue Silver Grass vines wrapped around Zhao Wuji's body, yet their barbs still could not pierce his skin. Zhu Zhuqing's Hell Hundred Claws likewise failed to break through his defenses, leaving only pale marks across his back.

"You little brats, get back!" Zhao Wuji roared furiously and stomped forward with his right foot. A powerful surge of Soul Power erupted from his body, shattering the Blue Silver Grass and sending Zhu Zhuqing flying backward.

"Third Spirit Skill: Gravity Enhancement!" The first purple Spirit Ring beneath Zhao Wuji's feet flashed, and the gravity within a ten-meter radius around him suddenly doubled.

Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing, caught within that range, found it difficult to move under the crushing gravity. Lin Qing's spinning speed also slowed as the gravity abruptly intensified.

"Second Spirit Skill: Vigorous Vajra Palm!" Seeing this, Zhao Wuji immediately used his second Spirit Skill again. His palms enlarged as he struck at Lin Qing with a heavy, forceful blow.

"Water Breathing: Ninth Form: Splashing Water Flow, Turbulent!"

Seeing the attack, Lin Qing immediately used a variation of the Ninth Form. With a light tap of his toes, he scattered in every direction like white foam splashed up by flowing water, fluttering chaotically before landing steadily on the ground.

When Zhao Wuji saw that his strike had hit nothing but air, he was instantly enraged.

"Kid, you're good at dodging, aren't you? Fourth Spirit Skill: Tracking Lock!" The second purple Spirit Ring beneath Zhao Wuji's feet flashed. At Zhao Wuji's point, the Spirit Ring actually detached from beneath his feet and flew toward Lin Qing.

"A tracking Spirit Skill?" Lin Qing remained completely calm rather than panicking as Zhao Wuji's fourth Spirit Skill came flying toward him.

"Since you want to track me, what will you do if I can't be targeted?" Lin Qing said. "Teacher Zhao, let me show you my true strength as well!"

Standing where he was, Lin Qing lightly tapped the ground with the tip of his blade and instantly changed its form. "Mist Breathing: Seventh Form: Waterfall!"

Lin Qing's figure vanished, replaced by a vast expanse of mist that blanketed the entire square. The mist was everywhere, and so was Lin Qing.

Zhao Wuji's purple Spirit Ring flew toward where Lin Qing had originally stood. But Lin Qing had already transformed into mist, concealed within it, impossible to see and impossible to target. Naturally, Zhao Wuji's Spirit Skill could not lock onto Lin Qing. In the end, the Spirit Ring flew back and settled beneath Zhao Wuji's feet again.

However, Lin Qing did not maintain the mist for long. He withdrew it after only a dozen breaths. After all, only by putting on a convincing enough act could he catch someone off guard.

"Huff, huff..." Lin Qing returned to his original position, holding his Nichirin Blade as he breathed out softly and adjusted his breathing. The shift between breathing styles just now had been too abrupt, with almost no time to transition, so he needed a moment to recover.

"Little monster, I have to admit it. You all—no, to be precise, you—are very strong. I can clearly sense that whether it's your combat skills or your combat experience, you're on an entirely different level from the others," Zhao Wuji said.

At this point, the incense had only burned down by one-third.

"Is that so? Then thank you for the compliment, Teacher Zhao," Lin Qing said.

The next moment, Lin Qing attacked again, transforming into a slender stream of water as he charged toward Zhao Wuji.

"Just as I thought. I said your combat experience surpassed the others', and you launched a sneak attack the moment I finished speaking. But it's useless!" Zhao Wuji said.

"Is that so? How would you know it's useless without trying?" Lin Qing appeared, already less than five meters from Zhao Wuji.

"Water Breathing: Seventh Form: Ripple Thrust!"

Lin Qing launched his attack without hesitation. Countless streams of water stabbed toward Zhao Wuji in an instant, pouring down like a raging storm.

"First Spirit Skill: Immovable Vajra Body!"

"Third Spirit Skill: Gravity Enhancement!"

"Second Spirit Skill: Vigorous Vajra Palm!"

Zhao Wuji unleashed his first three Spirit Skills in succession, crashing head-on against Lin Qing's attack.

Yet no matter how powerful Zhao Wuji's defense was, he had only used his first three Spirit Skills. He simply could not defend against Lin Qing's storm-like assault.

Lin Qing's attacks struck Zhao Wuji's golden barrier, and in just three breaths, they had pierced cracks into it.

Crack!

The sound of the barrier shattering rang out. Numerous cracks spread across Zhao Wuji's shield, while Zhao Wuji continuously swung his enormous bear paws, wearing down Lin Qing's attacks one strike at a time.

As for the four standing nearby, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was shattered by the powerful blade flashes and palm strikes the instant it entered the area where the two were fighting. Zhu Zhuqing could not get anywhere near their battlefield either; she could only watch helplessly, fists clenched tight.

Among them, Ning Rongrong was now the only one who could offer even slight support through the enhancement of her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. No one else could interfere in the battle between Lin Qing and Zhao Wuji.

Crack!

The defense of Zhao Wuji's first Spirit Skill finally shattered. He could only receive Lin Qing's attacks with his body, and in an instant, numerous wounds appeared across him.

"Damn it! Sixth Spirit Skill: Vigorous Vajra Roar!" Zhao Wuji had been suppressed by Lin Qing's offensive and had no choice but to use his sixth Spirit Skill.

As the second-to-last Spirit Ring beneath Zhao Wuji's feet flashed, Zhao Wuji shoved forward with his palm, then opened his mouth and let out a furious roar at Lin Qing.

Roar!

The roar covered the entire square. The four people nearby were left dazed by its shockwaves and directly blasted out of the square. Afterward, aside from Tang San, who could still retain a trace of awareness, the rest were knocked unconscious by the roar.

As for Lin Qing, he too was forced back several steps by the roar's vibrating force. His mind swam, echoes continued ringing in his ears, and his attack was interrupted.

"I never expected that I, Zhao, a dignified Soul Sage, would be forced to use my sixth Spirit Skill against a mere Soul Elder brat." Having been suppressed by Lin Qing the entire time, Zhao Wuji felt thoroughly humiliated. He glared at Lin Qing with an unfriendly expression. "Kid, today I'll teach you a lesson and show you what a true Soul Sage is!"