On the main road.
Qin Ming looked grave, his gaze complicated as he looked at Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.
Geniuses-everyone standing beside him was one!
But he had truly never seen prodigies like Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.
Not even though he had come from Shrek Academy.
"Teacher Qin Ming, are they strong?"
Standing beside Qin Ming, Yu Tianheng frowned and asked.
Qin Ming was publicly known as the second-youngest Soul Emperor. That expression of his said a great deal.
"About on par with you."
Qin Ming nodded.
"On par with us?"
Everyone froze, a little dazed, but they did not take it too seriously.
They thought Qin Ming meant Chu Sheng. He was about their age, so it made sense that his strength would be comparable.
But they had forgotten that Yu Tianheng had asked about "them," not "him"!
"Fate brought us together. I'll go test the waters!"
Yu Feng flashed a devilish smile, stepped out of the group, and walked toward Chu Sheng.
Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and the others did not stop him.
Yu Feng was their "social butterfly." He was the best person to sound the other party out.
Someone around their age with comparable strength was well worth getting to know.
Before long, Yu Feng stopped five meters in front of Chu Sheng.
He placed his right hand over his heart and bowed slightly, wearing a polished smile.
This was a customary greeting among nobles, nothing more than a simple courtesy.
"My good fellow, lovely ladies, my name is Yu Feng. I'm from Heaven Dou Royal Academy."
Before Yu Feng arrived, Chu Sheng's side had already held a little "team discussion" and identified them.
The group wore Heaven Dou Royal Academy uniforms, and the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was not far from the academy...
Even if Chu Sheng and Zhu Zhuqing did not recognize them, how could Ning Rongrong fail to?
Once Ning Rongrong identified where they came from, Chu Sheng guessed who they were.
At this point in time, it was perfectly normal for the Imperial Fighting Team to be heading to Suotuo City.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing did not understand why Yu Feng had come to greet them, but Chu Sheng knew perfectly well.
The Imperial Fighting Team's conversation could not escape his ears, especially when they were "plotting" right under his nose.
"You want to challenge me?"
Chu Sheng had Ning Rongrong climb down from his back, then glanced sideways at Yu Feng and spoke.
Since he already knew the man's purpose, there was no need to beat around the bush.
"???"
Yu Feng froze, bewildered.
That was indeed his intention, but why was this fellow not following the script?
They were supposed to introduce themselves, make some awkward small talk, and then propose a challenge...
Going straight to the point left him at something of a loss.
As a mighty Soul Elder, with his teammates and teacher standing behind him, how could Yu Feng back down?
"I wanted to get acquainted with you, but yes, that was also my intention."
As soon as Yu Feng finished speaking, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a look and nearly burst out laughing.
Although neither knew exactly how strong Chu Sheng was, they knew one thing: absolutely no one his age could match him!
The smile gradually faded from Chu Sheng's face. Yu Feng's words were polite enough and seemed perfectly fine.
But that trace of mockery in the eyes of the entire Imperial Fighting Team could not deceive him.
What did they take the three of them for?
A little entertainment along their journey-especially once they had beaten them.
Chu Sheng thought for a moment, then dismissed the idea of sending Zhu Zhuqing out to deal with Yu Feng.
Mockery... having fun, were they...?
Then let's give the Imperial Fighting Team something they'll never forget!
"You dare challenge me without even understanding the gulf between our strengths."
Having said that, Chu Sheng took an iron sword from his Storage Soul Tool-a perfectly ordinary iron sword.
He had bought it casually along the way for one Gold Soul Coin.
Yu Feng: "???"
The Imperial Fighting Team: "???"
Chu Sheng's words and actions baffled even Qin Ming, a Soul Emperor.
You accepted the challenge and even talked tough, so what was the meaning of pulling out a lousy sword?
For Soul Masters, their martial souls were their foundation. Ordinary weapons offered practically no enhancement.
Had Chu Sheng brought out even a slightly better sword, they would not have been so bewildered.
Under everyone's puzzled gazes, Chu Sheng swung his sword from a considerable distance away.
There was no sword technique whatsoever in that swing. It was nothing but openings!
Everyone stared in stunned confusion.
Had they run into some "Jiahao" poser?
Thud~
Under everyone's uncomprehending, puzzled, bewildered gazes, Yu Feng pressed his hands together, held them in front of himself, bent his knees, and knelt on the ground.
"???"
Silence. Deathly silence!
Kneeling on the ground, Yu Feng parted his lips, wanting to speak but stopping short.
He had no idea what had happened. He had inexplicably ended up kneeling, still holding the pose of catching a sword.
Qin Ming, Yu Tianheng, and the others were even more dazed by the sight, unable to understand why Yu Feng was doing this.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a look and likewise sank into thought.
They had never seen Chu Sheng use this move.
Chu Sheng held his sword, maintaining his downward-slashing stance.
Five meters away, Yu Feng remained kneeling in his sword-catching pose.
About ten seconds passed like this before Yu Feng was the first to snap out of it.
Others might not understand what had happened to him, but he was the one kneeling. How could he not know?
He couldn't get up. He couldn't get up at all!!
"Martial Soul Possession!"
Without hesitation, Yu Feng activated Martial Soul Possession, preparing to struggle free.
His opponent's "skill" was far too bizarre. He had to give it everything he had.
"?"
After activating Martial Soul Possession, Yu Feng frowned. He still could not move!
At this point, however clueless Qin Ming, Yu Tianheng, and the others might have been, they realized something was wrong!
Without time to think further, they all activated Martial Soul Possession and rushed toward the "battlefield."
"Yu Feng, what's wrong?"
Oscar arrived first and asked.
"I can't move! I can't move!!"
Yu Feng's face flushed red as he snapped in anger.
Anyone forced to kneel like this would be in a foul mood, let alone a favored son of heaven.
"Hey, what soul skill did you use? Let Yu Feng go!"
Dugu Yan raised her hand, pointed her index finger at Chu Sheng, and demanded angrily.
With her companion being treated like this, it would have been strange if she could keep her temper!
Hearing those words,
Chu Sheng did not even lift his eyelids. He raised his sword hand slightly, then brought it down.
Thud~
Thud~
"..."
Caught completely unprepared, every member of the Imperial Fighting Team pressed their palms together and knelt on the ground.
Everyone: "..."
So this bizarre soul skill wasn't single-target control-it was group control!
Looking at Qin Ming, who knelt on the ground with a utterly bewildered expression, they could not help feeling a chill in their hearts.
Even a mighty Soul Emperor couldn't withstand it?
At the sight, Ning Rongrong's lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes widening.
"You rotten... uh, darling, I want to learn that!!"
No martial soul, no fluctuations of soul power-just one swing of a sword, and every "enemy" knelt to catch it!
Wasn't that ridiculously cool?!
Ning Rongrong grabbed Chu Sheng's hand, her beautiful eyes brimming with eager hope.
To learn this move, she did not even dare call him a rotten rascal anymore, addressing him directly as darling instead.
After all, direct descendants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect were support-type Soul Masters with no combat ability whatsoever.
If she learned this move, would she still need anyone else to protect her?
Zhu Zhuqing said nothing, but her eyes remained fixed on Chu Sheng. She wanted to learn it too!
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