"Seven Treasures, One Name: first, strength; second, speed; third, soul!"
After advancing to Soul Elder, Ning Rongrong's support abilities became even more terrifying. Not only had she gained a Spirit Skill that could amplify Soul Power, but more importantly, the boost she gave her teammates had risen from thirty percent in the original story to forty percent.
Without the slightest hesitation, Zhao Wuji immediately targeted Ning Rongrong first. In team battles, eliminating the support-type Spirit Master first was common sense, especially when that support-type Spirit Master possessed the world's number one support Spirit, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
In an instant, Zhao Wuji moved. Though he was not skilled in speed—or rather, speed should have been his weakness—with a nearly fifty-level gap in Soul Power between the two sides, his figure was still impossible for Tang San and the others to track.
"First Spirit Skill, Mother's Entanglement!"
Seeing this, Tang San immediately used his First Spirit Skill, Mother's Entanglement, hoping to slow Zhao Wuji down enough for them to see him clearly.
But Blue Silver Grass that had yet to awaken into the Blue Silver Emperor was far too lacking in toughness. Zhao Wuji himself was a Soul Sage renowned for his strength, and without even using Soul Power, he tore apart every vine that wrapped around him with sheer physical force. In just a few breaths, he had appeared before Ning Rongrong.
"Little girl, you're out first!"
Zhao Wuji gave a low shout. Soul Power circulated through his hand, condensing into a small orb of light that flew toward Ning Rongrong.
He was very measured in his attack. A twelve-year-old Soul Elder—there was no need to think to know what status she held in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. If he hurt her by accident, Zhao Wuji