He watched the five youngsters before him work together with practiced coordination. The mockery in his eyes vanished completely, replaced by a hint of gravity and... appreciation.
"You've got some ability, making me suffer this many setbacks." He rolled his neck, producing a series of cracks.
"But it's time this game ended!"
As he spoke, the fourth Soul Ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up, and an aura several times more powerful than before began to gather.
Clearly, he intended to get serious!
"Fourth Soul Skill: Position Tracking!"
Zhao Wuji gave a low shout. The phantom of the Great Strength Vajra Bear behind him let out a deafening roar and slammed both paws into the ground.
Two enormous palm prints appeared in the ground, and a strange ripple of Soul Power spread outward, enveloping the entire square.
Xue Na and the others immediately assumed defensive stances, concentrating as they stood on guard. Yet even after a short wait, Zhao Wuji still did not attack.
Just then, a faint, sweet scent of honey quietly spread through the air. They instinctively sniffed, puzzled looks appearing on their faces.
"What's that?"
Xiao Wu frowned and was just about to ask when she saw a sly, wicked grin curl across Zhao Wuji's lips.
His massive body suddenly moved. Ignoring the Blue Silver Grass obstacles Tang San had laid out, he lunged straight at Tang San!
He was not particularly fast, but his movements were extraordinarily precise, as though he could predict every evasive move Tang San made.
No matter how Tang San maneuvered his Blue Silver Grass to block him, Zhao Wuji easily avoided it, keeping his position locked on the entire time.
"This is bad! Something's wrong with that honey scent!" Xue Na realized instantly. "It's a tracking mark!"
No wonder Zhao Wuji