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Tang San, bearing the weight of double gravity, stood closer to Zhao Wuji than Ning Tian, enduring immense pressure. With a scream, Tang San let out a cry of agony as the sound of breaking bones rang out. His body crumpled like a puddle of mudd, and he fainted on the spot.
Zhao Wuji glanced at Tang San with disappointment. "So weak?" he muttered. "What a waste of such a muscular frame."
Ning Tian smirked inwardly. 'Tsk tsk, beating Tang San like this. Zhao Wuji, I hope you sleep well tonight.'
With a swift spin in the air, Ning Tian's figure split into three, launching a ferocious assault on Zhao Wuji. In an instant, the clearing was filled with sword qi, scattering dust and stones. Though the stray sword qi didn't inflict much damage on Zhao Wuji, it carved startling marks across his body.
At the same time, the gravity pressing down on Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong lifted.
"Xiao Wu, take Ning Rongrong away. Zhu Zhuqing, support from the sidelines—don't attack recklessly. Dai Mubai, please look after Tang San first," Ning Tian commanded.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing retreated swiftly. Xiao Wu knew her attacks wouldn't faze Zhao Wuji and that she'd be an easy target, so she escorted Ning Rongrong out of the danger zone. Zhu Zhuqing lingered nearby, waiting for an opening.
As for Dai Mubai, he glanced at Tang San, surprised at how frail the boy seemed. Even Ning Rongrong, an auxiliary-type soul master, hadn't fainted, yet Tang San had. Still, the resonance from Tang San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul stirred something strong within him, an odd urge to merge with Tang San.
Zhao Wuji, tangled up by Ning Tian, felt his pride stinging. His first soul ring flared again, but Ning Tian, already familiar with Zhao Wuji's abilities, knew the Immovable King Body could only repel attacks within a three-meter radius. He pulled back in advance, staying just outside that range. The Immovable King Body dispersed one of Ning Tian's clones, leaving his real body unscathed.
'He saw through my soul skill,' Zhao Wuji thought, both shocked and furious. He, a level 76 Battle Spirit Saint, had activated his martial soul and unleashed his first three soul skills, yet he couldn't subdue these five kids with soul power levels in the twenties and thirties.
Seeing the incense nearing its end, he decided to stop holding back. "Let's deal with you first."
His fourth soul ring ignited, purple light flashing as it flew out, homing in on the two transparent blue figures Ning Tian had transformed into. One of the figures moved, deliberately intercepting the soul ring as it shot forward.
"Haha, trying to use a clone to dodge my Positioning Tracking? Clever, but futile," Zhao Wuji taunted, redirecting the flying soul ring to lock onto the other figure. With a powerful leap, his sturdy legs launched him into the air.
The trapped figure darted to shift positions, but no matter where it went, Zhao Wuji, airborne, adjusted his trajectory. Finally, he seized the figure and slammed it to the ground with a palm strike. The blow wasn't lethal or crippling, but it was more than enough to knock it out.
Ding ding ding.
Zhu Zhuqing's sneak attack struck again, but it was futile against Zhao Wuji's back. Without even glancing at the 'Ning Tian' he'd pinned down, he swung his hand at Zhu Zhuqing, who was retreating after her failed strike.
Dai Mubai, witnessing this, pleaded urgently, "Teacher Zhao, show mercy!" He had pieced together from her name and martial soul that Zhu Zhuqing was his fiancee.
Zhu Zhuqing's pupils shrink as she realizes she can't escape. She instinctively closed her eyes, bracing for a severe injury. Just then, a strong masculine scent enveloped her. Opening her eyes, she saw a transparent blue figure scoop her up by the waist, narrowly dodging Zhao Wuji's bear-like paw.
With a few leaps, the figure carried her in a princess hold, pulling them dozens of meters away from Zhao Wuji. The blue light faded, revealing Ning Tian's familiar face.
Dai Mubai sighed in relief but felt a surge of nameless anger seeing Ning Tian holding his fiancee. He completely overlooked the unconscious Tang San sprawled on the ground.
"Ning Tian, just now you…" Zhu Zhuqing began, her usually icy gaze faltering for a moment as she looked at the one who'd shielded her.
"Let's get through this incense stick first," Ning Tian said with a smile. His face was pale—losing two clones to Zhao Wuji in quick succession had caused some backlash.
"Impressive, using clones. Haha, good kid. First a top-tier weapon martial soul, then two thousand-year soul rings. I wonder how many more surprises you've got for me," Zhao Wuji said, laughing instead of raging after realizing he'd been tricked. His fifth soul ring flared to life.
The fifth soul skill of Zhao Wuji's Vigorous Vajra Bear martial soul, Gravity Crush, activated. Ning Tian felt an overwhelming force yank him and Zhu Zhuqing toward Zhao Wuji. At the critical moment, he hurled Zhu Zhuqing toward Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, his second soul ring lighting up.
"Haha, little monster, accept your fate," Zhao Wuji roared, swinging his palm. A shimmering green shield flared up around Ning Tian, faint golden hues threading through the glow. When Zhao Wuji's palm struck, the shield didn't shatter instantly. Instead, a torrent of sword rays, matching the power of Ning Tian's first soul skill erupted, blasting Zhao Wuji at point-blank range.
Bang bang bang.
Explosions rippled across Zhao Wuji's body like firecrackers. Ning Tian was flung backward, his sword shield fracturing mid-air and dissolving into light. To sell his 'heroic save,' he didn't transfer the side effects right away, taking internal injuries and coughing up blood.
"Pfft!" Zhao Wuji spat out blood-tinged saliva, a missing front tooth making his words whistle slightly. "Kid, it's over."
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