Riiip!
The piercing strike spun at tremendous speed, instantly tearing a hole in Zhao Wuji's khaki vest and exposing skin faintly stained with blood.
But that was all Zhu Zhuqing's strongest, amplified strike accomplished-and Zhao Wuji had not even used Martial Soul Possession.
The mark barely qualified as a superficial wound. It was no worse than an accidental prick from an embroidery needle.
It was not over yet, however. With Tang San's push, Xiao Wu had already reached Zhao Wuji and unleashed her most familiar move!
Old Rabbit Kick! Without embellishment or disguise, she kicked Zhao Wuji straight in the face.
For Zhao Wuji, the damage approached zero, but the humiliation approached a perfect score!
As for why a Soul Saint like Zhao Wuji had failed to notice the Entanglement of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, it was because they had cheated!
Their strategy went like this: before the fight even began, Tang San had concealed Blue Silver Grass vines beneath the ground, very close to Zhao Wuji.
Next, Ning Rongrong's two enhancement buffs had not merely strengthened them; they had also drawn Zhao Wuji's attention. After all, people heard plenty about Soul Masters with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, but few ever saw one.
Finally, as the strongest of the four, Zhu Zhuqing had drawn even more of Zhao Wuji's attention with her attack.
And so the situation above had come about.
It had to be said that this tactic of striking unexpectedly and attacking the unprepared worked quite well. Zhao Wuji had fallen for it completely.
Had he been a Soul King, he would already have been drinking tea with the King of Hell.
Unfortunately, they had forgotten to consider Zhao Wuji's feelings.
"Roar!"
Zhao Wuji's expression instantly darkened as he roared. His muscles swelled to nearly