"They're coordinating pretty well." Watching the pair's combination technique, Jun Yi gave them a thumbs-up.
"A little spinning is pretty fun, too."
Zhao Wuji's voice rang out in midair. His rapidly spinning body abruptly froze. With a bang, all the vines around him shattered and scattered, and his feet landed firmly on the ground again.
Just then, Zhao Wuji's expression suddenly shifted slightly. With a low growl, his body abruptly swelled. His already terrifying muscles nearly doubled in size, and even his height shot up by a meter in an instant, making his entire figure extraordinarily imposing.
Seven dazzling Soul Rings rose at once: two yellow, two purple, and three black. All seven terrifying Soul Rings settled around him.
Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding-
A dense series of crisp clangs came from behind Zhao Wuji. Those closely packed sounds came from Zhu Zhuqing's attacks.
After Martial Soul Possession, both of Zhu Zhuqing's eyes changed color, her left turning dark green and her right clear blue. Her long hair lay naturally against her back. As she moved, she trailed a string of faint afterimages, the slender, sharp purple claws on her hands relentlessly attacking Zhao Wuji's back.
"Your teamwork is pretty good. Now, I'll have some proper fun with you," Zhao Wuji said.
"Xiao Wu, Meteor Human Hammer," Tang San shouted in a low voice.
Xiao Wu tapped her toes against Tang San's shoulder and lunged through the air again. This time, however, she went feetfirst rather than handsfirst, kicking straight toward Zhao Wuji's head.
Seriously? A move that just throws your own wife out as a weapon? That's way too absurd.
Jun Yi inwardly griped. Back when he had watched it, he had already thought this move was ridiculous. After all, just imagining throwing someone like a hidden weapon was a little heaven-defying. But only when Jun Yi truly witnessed the move did he confirm that it really was heaven-defying.
Zhao Wuji raised his hand to strike Xiao Wu, but unexpectedly, before she even reached him, her body suddenly changed direction. His palm naturally struck empty air. Xiao Wu swept past his side and kicked him in the shoulder.
Immediately afterward, both yellow Soul Rings around Zhu Zhuqing lit up. The pupils in her blue and green eyes abruptly narrowed into vertical slits. She silently accelerated forward, her body instantly rising into the air. Wrapped in Soul Power, she curled into a ball in midair and spun rapidly toward Zhao Wuji.
Relying on her body's rapid rotation and the sharp, penetrating offensive power of her Cat Claws, she unleashed over a hundred attacks on her opponent in an extremely short time.
"Roar-!"
A furious roar suddenly rang out, and Zhao Wuji finally moved. A cold light blazed in his eyes as his fists abruptly clenched. Of his seven Soul Rings, the first yellow Soul Ring instantly lit up.
Intense golden light erupted almost instantaneously, about to blast away Zhu Zhuqing as she performed Netherworld Hundred Claws.
"Not good!" Tang San hurriedly released Blue Silver Grass to help Zhu Zhuqing escape, but he knew he was already too late.
Seeing the golden light reach her, Zhu Zhuqing gave up resisting, knowing she was about to be eliminated.
"ROOM."
A voice reached Zhu Zhuqing's ears. Immediately afterward, she discovered that she had suddenly appeared beside Ning Rongrong, who looked at her with a smile and asked, "How was it? Are you all right?"
"How did I suddenly appear over here? I was clearly over there just now."
Zhu Zhuqing questioned Ning Rongrong curiously. Ning Rongrong had also suddenly vanished and appeared somewhere else earlier, so she must have known something.
"This is one of Jun Yi's Soul Skills. It's a little complicated to explain, but just go ahead and attack boldly. You don't have to worry about Teacher Zhao hurting you," Ning Rongrong explained.
So it was Big Brother Jun's Soul Skill. No wonder. Just as Zhu Zhuqing was pondering this...
Not far away, Zhao Wuji's golden light did not miss its target. Although Jun Yi had swapped Zhu Zhuqing's position, Xiao Wu had no time to dodge. The violent shock made her cough up a mouthful of blood in midair, leaving her entire body aching and numb. Pulled along by the Blue Silver Grass, she fell straight into Tang San's arms.
Tang San was injured as well. The shock transmitted through the Blue Silver Grass left his insides burning, but Xiao Wu's injury made him unable to remain calm any longer.
Zhao Wuji suddenly sped up, appearing before Tang San in an instant. He raised his massive hand as his second Soul Ring lit up. Infused by the Soul Ring, his palm instantly turned gold and doubled in size, striking straight at Tang San.
The second Soul Ring around Xiao Wu, who lay in Tang San's arms, lit up, and her eyes turned blood-red. Zhao Wuji felt a wave of dizziness wash over his mind. Startled, his descending palm naturally slowed, and its Soul Power weakened by more than half. Golden light blazed in his eyes. "Good, you actually have a beguiling Soul Skill."
The red light in Xiao Wu's eyes met the golden light in Zhao Wuji's. Without even a groan, she immediately fainted in Tang San's arms, blood spilling from both her mouth and nose.
"Uh, is this hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit real or fake? Is her spiritual power really that weak? She actually suffered backlash from a Soul Saint's spiritual power?" Jun Yi griped.
In the distance, Tang San seized this brief reprieve, using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to escape Zhao Wuji's attack range.
"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu." Tang San called anxiously several times, hurriedly channeling the internal power of Mysterious Heaven Skill into her body. But Xiao Wu showed no response at all.
"She just suffered backlash from her Soul Skill. She'll be fine after some sleep. Come on, let's continue."
Golden light erupted from Zhao Wuji again as he prepared to attack Tang San, only for Tang San to stand where he was and say, "Wait."
Zhao Wuji observed martial etiquette and immediately stopped, wanting to see what Tang San would do. Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track repeatedly to reach Ning Rongrong's side and said, "Please take care of her for me."
"What is it, kid? Trying to stall for time?"
Then Tang San faced Zhao Wuji alone, shook his head, and said, "No. I hope to fight you seriously. Let's start everything over. Please light another stick of incense. If I can last until it burns out, please allow all five of us to enter Shrek Academy together."
"Oh? So you think you can withstand my attacks alone? Young man, you have plenty of spirit, but do the others agree to this? There's less than a third of this incense stick left." Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San with a smile.
Tang San turned around and said to Ning Rongrong and the others, "Please trust me."
"I don't agree."
Jun Yi once again refused. He did not want to stake everything on Tang San. Even though he knew the outcome would be good, Tang San's approach made Jun Yi, a transmigrator, very unhappy.
Why should you get all the limelight? I just don't agree. You think the three of us can't last for one stick of incense?
Hearing Jun Yi's refusal, anger inexplicably flared in Tang San's heart. Still, he did his best to control his emotions, turning toward Jun Yi and saying in a low voice, "Please trust me this once."
Jun Yi drew his Soul Tool saber from its sheath, then walked forward step by step and said, "I don't like placing my hopes in other people. I rely on myself for everything, and this is no exception. If you really want a one-on-one fight, wait until our assessment is over, then fight on Xiao Wu's behalf."
"You! Fine."
"You're fine, too."
Tang San snorted coldly, then went over to Ning Rongrong and carried Xiao Wu aside. He watched Jun Yi coldly, wanting to see how he would deal with Zhao Wuji. After all, from his perspective, Jun Yi had been standing still the entire time and had not contributed at all. He wanted to see whether Jun Yi had strength or truly had ability.
Seeing Tang San leave, Jun Yi looked at Zhao Wuji with a smile and said, "Teacher Zhao, let's continue."
(End of chapter)