Imperial Fighting Team in formation:
Yu Tianheng Dragon scales covered its arms, flashing with lightning, and it was positioned in the center.
The Shi Mo and Shi Mo stood side by side, directly in front of them, their earthen-yellow tortoise-shell-like halos slowly spreading out.
With a light tap of his Yu Feng, Osler caused a surge of air around him to disappear into the shadows beyond the light. The two men were positioned one to the left and one to the right.
Ye Lingling stood at the back of the formation, the Nine-Heart Begonia blooming quietly in her palm, its pale pink light rising and falling like breath.
Dugu Yan positioned herself to the side and rear of the Shi Mo brothers, forming a pincer movement with Captain Yu Tianheng. Her long, dark green hair fluttered slightly amidst the fluctuations of Soul Power.
She squinted at the two girls opposite her, and only when she got closer did she realize that the two girls were several years younger than her. Her expression still showed some disdain, and she couldn't help but let out a soft snort.
"Just two little girls? They can't even form a proper formation, yet they dare to go into the team battle arena to fight seven against one. Honestly, Tian Heng's second uncle is unreliable. Do they really need to go all out in this? They're underestimating us too much."
She turned her head to Yu Tianheng and said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough to carry across half the arena, "I thought this Immortal Mountain was something special, but it turns out they just sent two little girls to hand over the victory?"
"I've also heard of this Immortal Mountain. It's said that thousands of people from Suotuo City went there to become its disciples, but were all turned away. What if we defeated the students from Immortal Mountain Immortal Mountain, then went there ourselves to test our aptitude, amaze everyone, and then leave triumphantly? Wouldn't that be fun?"
Yu Feng chuckled, while Osler clicked his tongue softly in the shadows. Shi Mo Shi Mo remained silent, but beneath his heavy visor, his gaze held a hint of nonchalance.
Ye Lingling seemed interested. "I think it's pretty good."
Yu Tianheng said calmly, "Alright, everyone, get serious, the competition has already begun."
"What else is there to say? Let's just wipe them out. It's pointless to fight with numbers against fewer people."
Dugu Yan said unconcernedly, "I won't bully you two little sisters. Shi Mo and Shi Mo, you two should be stronger than that Twin Stone Combination, right? You go and defeat them, and I'll assist you."
The two Shi Mo brothers nodded slightly. "Yes, sir."
"Then let's see what you're capable of, hmph!"
Ning Rongrong's fingertips tightened slightly. She was furious when she heard the words "Immortal Mountain" being uttered in such a casual tone, as if they were discussing some insignificant, no-name sect!
Zhu Zhuqing stood beside her, her cat-like eyes narrowed to slits, her black nails digging silently into her palms. Neither woman spoke, but they exchanged a fleeting glance—in that instant, they didn't even need words.
The first Spirit Ring lit up.
Ning Rongrong was the first to move. Instead of retreating to the rear like a typical support-type Soul Master, she took a step forward.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda suddenly expanded in her palm—its light shifted and changed, and the pagoda instantly grew taller, becoming completely translucent, with flowing light swirling around its pillars. It directly transformed into a giant pagoda, standing tall at the central position of the Fenghou Qimen.
She changed her footwork, stepping out Tai Chi in a Tai Chi manner. The Mysterious Yellow Pagoda moved with her, able to move at will within the trigram positions.
Shi Mo's Black Tortoise Shield crashed to the ground, creating a wave of dust, which she dodged by sidestepping; Shi Mo's heavy fist, wrapped in tortoise shell Soul Power, swept across, and Ning Rongrong blocked it with the side of her tower, using the force to slide back three steps, stabilizing herself by pressing her heels into the ground.
But with each parry, she had to take half a step back. The defensive barrier of the Shi Mo Shi Mo closed in, and Dugu Yan's Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison also covered her from the side.
The three of them formed a moving wall, forcing her step by step towards the edge of the ring.
Dugu Yan stood behind the Shi Mo brothers, arms crossed, watching Ning Rongrong's disheveled appearance as she was repeatedly repelled, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
" The Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda is a rare support-type Martial Soul. It's ridiculous to use it as a defensive Martial Soul. But how can a fake defensive martial soul compare to a true defensive martial soul?"
Before she could finish speaking, Ning Rongrong was Shi Mo two steps to the side by a heavy blow from the stone mill, and the massive Mysterious Yellow Glazed Pagoda stood directly between her and the members of the Imperial Fighting Team.
In that instant, a black figure slid silently away, brushing against the shadow cast by the tower.
Zhu Zhuqing's figure flashed by like a shadow. She didn't release Soul Skill, there were no fluctuations in Soul Power, and no killing intent. She was just a cat's shadow, following the pale golden boundary line that the Mysterious Yellow Glazed Pagoda projected onto the stone surface of the arena, as quiet as a cat walking along the base of a wall.
Yu Feng stood in mid-air, the wings of the Wind Chime Bird spread, the air currents swirling around him as he sensed everything. He frowned, as if he had noticed some subtle disturbance, but upon closer inspection, he found nothing.
Just then, Osler peeked halfway out of the shadows, his pupils shrinking sharply—he saw it, saw a black line solidify in the shadows behind Ye Lingling.
But he didn't have time to speak.
Zhu Zhuqing had already appeared behind Ye Lingling. She didn't activate her Spirit Ring or use any Soul Skill; she simply passed her arms under Ye Lingling's armpits, locking them around her neck, and wrapped her legs around her waist, her whole body resembling a spider reeling in its web. Just as Ye Lingling was about to cry out in surprise, she was suddenly pulled backward by this gentle yet inescapable force. The Nine-Heart Begonia flew out of her hand, its pale pink light bouncing twice on the stone surface of the arena.
Zhu Zhuqing used her ankle to push off, twisting her waist and abdomen, and flung Ye Lingling away. Ye Lingling's body drew an arc in the air, crossed the white line at the edge of the arena, and landed on the soft mat outside the protective soul guidance array with a muffled thud.
The entire room fell silent.
Everyone in the Imperial Fighting Team turned around at the same time. Ye Lingling lay on the sidelines, blankly propping herself up, while Nine-Heart Begonia was still spinning around on the stage.
Dugu Yan's nonchalant smile froze. Yu Tianheng's dragon claw hovered in mid-air, lightning crackling between his fingers. He slowly turned his head, his vertical pupils locking onto Zhu Zhuqing's figure.
"What is it?"
How did she end up behind us?
"She used the Glazed Pagoda and Shi Mo as cover, coming from a blind spot, and she was incredibly fast! Faster than us!" Yu Feng and Osler exclaimed.
Only agility-based Soul Master like them can understand how rare such speed is.
"Let's start the war! Listen to my second uncle, go all out!"
Yu Tianheng said in a deep voice.
All six people moved at the same time.
Yu Tianheng suddenly raised his right hand, and the Thunder Dragon Claw opened in mid-air. Five blue and white bolts of lightning shot out from between his fingers, turning into five Thunderbolt Arrows that pierced the air and enveloped Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing within the attack range.
" Thunder Dragon Claw ".
" Thunderous Force!"
With a flap of Yu Feng wings, Yu Feng soared into the sky, its body rising and swooping down with wind blades, its target Zhu Zhuqing. At the same time, Osler sprang out from the shadows to her right, the black claws of its Ghost Leopard Martial Soul slicing out three dark streaks. The two, one above and one below, one to the left and one to the right, launched a coordinated attack with their agile movements. Their speed was so fast that the audience could only see two streaks of light, one blue and one black, repeatedly slicing around Zhu Zhuqing.
On the other side, Dugu Yan crossed her arms in front of her chest, her Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul standing tall. She exhaled a thick cloud of purple poisonous mist—the mist landed on the ground and slowly advanced along the center line of the arena, forcibly separating Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing into two areas, preventing them from seeing each other.
Ning Rongrong was on the left side of the poison wall. She had just gained her footing when the Shi Mo Shi Mo brothers pressed forward. Their two Black Tortoise Shell unfolded simultaneously, closing in from both sides like two city gates attacking her from both sides.
"You were letting me slip through your fingers, did you really think I was afraid of you?"
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, lowered her body, and drew circles with her arms—the " Grasp Sparrow's Tail " movement of Tai Chi Fist flowed out smoothly. Her right hand brushed against the outer side of the Shi Mo's tortoise shell, deflecting his charge; her left hand rested on the edge of the Shi Mo's shield, using the "Roll" technique to guide the heavy momentum to the side. The tortoise shell grazed her clothes and struck the stone surface, bursting open with two circles of spiderweb-like cracks.
But she could only deflect the close-range impact. Yu Tianheng's Thunderbolt Arrows passed over the poison wall and struck her feet precisely, forcing her to jump and dodge, disrupting the Tai Chi circle beneath her feet for a moment.
The Shi Mo shield slid horizontally, and she blocked it with her tower, only to be thrown back half a meter.
"Ouch!"
In the audience, a group of young women dressed in colorful dresses burst into sharp cheers.
They stomped their feet excitedly, linked arms, and screamed, "Hit her! Hit her! Go Imperial Fighting Team!"
One of the girls, with long, light blonde hair, even jumped up and shouted at the arena, " Ning Rongrong, you dare to be so arrogant, stealing my Immortal! You're in big trouble now!"
Seeing the true colors of these people, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin took a deep breath:
"I really don't want to argue with them."
"But they really need to be taught a lesson."
What did Rongrong do to them?
"Someone, go and find out what family they come from, and teach them a lesson."
"Yes!"
On the arena, Ning Rongrong bit her lower lip, a thin layer of sweat beading on her forehead. Although she was very skilled in combat, fighting three or even four opponents was still very strenuous, and her Soul Power couldn't withstand the depletion.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the poisonous fog, Zhu Zhuqing was constantly dodging attacks from both Yu Feng and Osler.
She was fast, but her opponents were two agile attackers working together, one in the air and one on the ground, their coordination was excellent. Moreover, she also needed to defend against Yu Tianheng's lightning arrows, making it difficult for her to break through the stalemate for the time being.
Dugu Yan stood behind the poison wall, keeping an eye on the situation on both sides of the battlefield. At this moment, she clenched her right hand, controlling the concentration of the Jade Phosphorous Purple Poison, keeping the poison wall in just the right position, neither spreading to her teammates nor giving Zhu Zhuqing any chance to bypass it.
"Run," Dugu Yan said slowly. "Aren't you quite a runner?"
Zhu Zhuqing rolled sideways under the wind blade of Yu Feng, kneeling on one knee, her chest heaving. She raised her head, her cat-like eyes looking through the purple poisonous mist towards the source of the poison wall— Dugu Yan stood behind the wall, manipulating the poisonous air with both hands, the poisonous mist around her so thick it was almost liquid.
Her eyes lit up, and she moved swiftly.
Yu Feng thought she was going to retaliate, so he glided with his wings to dodge, but in the next second he saw Zhu Zhuqing turn around and rush towards the purple poisonous mist. She disappeared into the wall of poison, and her black skirt was instantly enveloped by the poison gas.
Dugu Yan's pupils contracted. "Is she crazy? She thinks that if she can't win, she should just surrender, instead of courting death? Then I'll grant her wish!"
She thrust her hands out forcefully, and a large amount of Jade Phosphorous Purple Poison gushed out from the snake's mouth. The wall of poison suddenly thickened and became denser, and the purplish-black mist surged and completely engulfed Zhu Zhuqing.
A gasp and gasps of surprise erupted from the audience.
Deep within the poisonous fog, Eight Spider Lances silently unfurled from behind Zhu Zhuqing. The spear tips traced eight paths through the fog, each flashing slightly upon contact with the poison, like a dried sponge touching water. The Jade Phosphorous Purple Poison was absorbed, filtered, and compressed by the tiny pores on the surface of the Spider Spear, transforming into pale purple energy stored within Spider Spear.
Under the cover of the poisonous fog, she made a circular motion around herself with the Eight Spider Lances, and a layer of the surging poisonous gas was quietly absorbed by her.
Then, through her cat-like eyes, which had been thinned by the absorption of toxins, she locked onto Yu Feng in mid-air, bent her legs, and simultaneously launched and retracted the Eight Spider Lances.
A dark figure burst forth from the purple poisonous mist, moving so fast that Yu Feng only had time to see her emerge from the edge of the mist before she rose to his level. Yu Feng spread his wings sharply, trying to create distance, but Zhu Zhuqing's Nether Claw were already at his feet—
On the tips of its claws, spider venom and Jade Phosphorous Poison mixed into a liquid that glowed with an eerie purple light, drawing out three thin threads in the air.
puff.
Yu Feng let out a muffled groan and fell from the sky. He twitched twice on the arena, and purplish-black patterns quickly appeared on his skin. It was the paralyzing effect of the spider venom and the Jade Phosphorous Poison. He couldn't even lift a finger.
Zhu Zhuqing landed lightly, showing almost no signs of being corroded by the Jade Phosphorous Poison.
This scene shocked Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng, who could hardly believe it.
At the same moment, on the other side of the poison wall, Dugu Yan and Yu Tianheng's dazed state gave Ning Rongrong a brief respite.
Under the immense pressure of the Black Tortoise, Ning Rongrong once again drew a complete Tai Chi circle—she pressed her palms against the shield of the Shi Mo, her body sank down, and using the momentum of his charge to pull him to the right. The Shi Mo's huge body brushed past her side and rushed over, crashing headfirst into the Shi Mo's tortoise shell. The two brothers collided, and the aura of the tortoise shell shook violently.
Ning Rongrong flipped her arms, using the power of the Mysterious Yellow Glazed Pagoda and the might of metal at the opportune moment, causing it to suddenly expand to a height of three zhang (approximately 10 meters) before crashing down—
The tower pinned the two brothers, Shi Mo Shi Mo, beneath it. Tortoise-shell light flickered desperately at the base of the tower. The two brothers let out muffled growls, trying to push against the tower and lift themselves up, but they could not break free in a short time.
Ning Rongrong looked up and through the thinning Jade Phosphorous Purple Poison, she saw Zhu Zhuqing on the other side of the poison wall.
The two exchanged a glance through the remaining purple mist. Ning Rongrong's mind raced, her lips moving silently to utter a few words, before she glanced at her Mysterious Yellow Pagoda.
Zhu Zhuqing's cat-like eyes lit up; she immediately understood.
She turned around and once again charged into the Jade Phosphorous Purple Poison surrounding Dugu Yan.
Dugu Yan was so angry that her face turned blue. She let out a low roar, and her Jade Phosphorous Serpent Martial Soul rose up, its tongue flicking wildly. A large amount of poisonous gas surged towards Zhu Zhuqing like a tidal wave—she no longer controlled the concentration and only wanted to completely defeat this guy who was repeatedly moving through the poisonous fog.
Zhu Zhuqing's body was once again engulfed by the Jade Phosphorous Purple Poison. This time, even with the Eight Spider Lances devouring the poison, it was no match for all the toxins in the Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison. Her skin began to turn purple and ulcerate slightly, but she gritted her teeth and used the Eight Spider Lances to frantically absorb and transform the poison that surged into her body. Then, she stepped on the top of the poisonous wave and leaped up, as if walking on the waves, flying towards the top of the Mysterious Yellow Glazed Pagoda.
The glazed surface of the tower's top lit up the instant she landed. She channeled all the Jade Phosphorous Purple Poison stored in her Eight Spider Lances, along with her own speed, into the tower's body—
Buzz--
The Mysterious Yellow Glazed Pagoda trembled violently, its interior instantly filled with a dense purple poisonous mist. The Shi Mo Shi Mo had barely opened a crack at the base of the pagoda when the concentrated, purplish -Jade Phosphorous Purple Poison seeped through, penetrating every crevice of the Black Tortoise Shell, the seams of its faceplate, and even its breathing openings.
The two brothers' tortoise-shell auras began to flicker erratically. First, Shi Mo's body went limp and he knelt down, then Shi Mo's shield slipped from his grasp and crashed to the ground. Their heavy bodies twitched twice in the poisonous mist, then remained completely still.
Zhu Zhuqing jumped from the top of the tower, staggering as she landed, but the festering purple lesions on her body receded at a visible speed—she had injected all the poison into the tower, freeing herself from its corrosive effects. She straightened up, wiped the blood off her body, and turned to face the center of the arena.
Only three opponents remained standing on the stage.
Yu Tianheng stood in the central thunder zone, the electric arcs beneath the dragon scales still crackling.
Dugu Yan stood to his left, but it was clear that she had little Soul Power left; the excessive release of poison gas earlier had obviously taken a heavy toll on her.
Osler emerged from the shadows, the Ghost Leopard's claws trembling slightly, its forehead covered in cold sweat.
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong stood side by side. The Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda shrank and returned to Ning Rongrong's palm, its flowing light becoming gentle and warm again to conserve Soul Power.
Zhu Zhuqing also retracted the Eight Spider Lances Eight Spider Lances her back into her spine, not wanting them to be exposed for too long.
" Soul Bone, it's the power of the Soul Bone!"
"No wonder her Nether Claw are poisonous and can break through spatial stagnation! And she's not afraid of the Jade Phosphorous Poison!"
"Hahaha, how could she possibly possess External Soul Bone? What incredible luck!"
"Hahaha, what kind of Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda is this? This isn't Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda at all! I bet she's not even from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! Hahaha, hahaha..."
In the spectator area, the Grandmaster saw Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing defeat four members of the Imperial Fighting Team in a row, and his face was twisted to a terrifying degree as he muttered to himself.
Not only were Oscar and Ma Hongjun a little scared, but even their old friend Flender was so frightened that he took two steps back.
" Xiao Gang, are you alright?"
"I'm fine!"
"Hahaha, how could I be alright!"
" Tian Heng, don't disappoint your second uncle, or he'll have your second aunt spank you!"
"You can't lose, you bastard!"
The Grandmaster was laughing and crying intermittently.
"It's over, the Grandmaster has truly become a demon." Ma Hongjun was dumbfounded.