Uncle Zhao and Auntie Zhao simultaneously revealed killing intent. Auntie Zhao even activated her fifth spirit skill, adding another rainbow light pillar between Su Ming and Tang Ya.
Tang Ya realized the situation was turning unfavorable.
Gritting her teeth, she made a resolute decision. She activated her Blue Silver Grass's innate talent, secretly devouring the life force of the surrounding plants. Using the stolen vitality, she first suppressed her injuries, then grabbed Huo Yuhao and ran.
"Yuhao, let's go first."
"But Brother Su—"
Before Huo Yuhao could finish, Tang Ya hit his pressure point, knocking him unconscious.
Seeing Tang Ya and the other retreat, Bei Bei also distanced himself from Su Ming.
"Hmph, people from the Body Sect are so vicious!" Auntie Zhao accused first, preemptively labeling Su Ming, signaling Uncle Zhao to act.
Uncle Zhao nodded. A giant phantom of a brown bear appeared behind him.
Mighty Diamond Bear!
"Mighty Diamond Palm!"
Uncle Zhao's killing intent was absolute; his strike left no room for opportunity.
He utilized two spirit skills simultaneously. Besides his third spirit skill, Mighty Diamond Palm, he also activated his fifth spirit skill—
"Lock-on Tracking!"
Using both spirit skills at once gave Su Ming no chance to dodge.
Su Ming's expression turned icy. He stopped considering killing Bei Bei.
He stared fixedly at Uncle Zhao, watching him execute the Mighty Diamond Palm.
His spirit power boiled, converging on his arms as he circulated the Body Sect's combat arts.
Disciples of the Body Sect were all proficient in combat arts. These so-called combat arts were essentially self-created spirit skills developed based on one's Body Sect martial soul. They were called combat arts because the teachings passed down by the Body Sect only contained the core parts—a foundational template. Different disciples could develop their own self-created spirit skills based on the corresponding template, grafting their existing spirit skills onto this template to systematize their abilities.
Other martial souls were hard to categorize, but Body Sect martial souls were easy to classify. Based on different body parts, the key distinctions in the combat arts inherited by the Body Sect were the two arms, two legs, and torso—five parts in total.
Body Sect martial souls based on the head were still too rare, and there weren't many self-created spirit skills one could practice for them.
His body glowed. Spirit power surged from his arms, legs, and torso, causing his entire body to swell slightly.
Under the effects of the Trinity Martial Soul Fusion Skill, his control over his spirit power reached an extremely high level.
In this state, spirit power seemed to become an element itself, controlled by his spiritual power, awakening outside his body. It was as if he had donned a suit of spirit power armor.
He gathered strength and threw a punch with his right fist.
Supreme Shockwave Fist!
The same fist technique yielded different effects when used by different incarnations.
When the future Su Ming used this punch, the focus was on elemental control. He wrapped elements around his fist, not needing to worry about injuring himself.
When the present Su Ming used this punch, the focus was on spirit power control. He used spirit power to encompass all elements, integrating the explosive power of all elements into the spirit power itself. Similarly, he didn't need to consider self-injury.
Fist met palm.
The ground shook slightly.
Su Ming was sent flying backward. He stabilized himself mid-air, landed, and staggered back several steps before barely standing firm.
Uncle Zhao was also forced back, his face filled with shock and awe.
He looked at Su Ming's spirit rings.
Two spirit rings!
Even counting the shattered ring he saw earlier, that was only three rings.
A three-ringer going toe-to-toe with a Spirit Emperor?
Uncle Zhao's killing intent grew even stronger.
Seeing an opening after Uncle Zhao and Su Ming clashed, Auntie Zhao also acted. Her fourth spirit ring shone.
"Fourth Spirit Skill, Rainbow Rings!"
A rainbow-hued stream of energy flew out, attempting to entangle Su Ming.
Su Ming stomped his right foot on the ground. Wind elements swirled around him, propelling him directly into the air.
Behind him, a spirit flying device deployed, instantly ejecting a large amount of air current, pushing him to an even higher altitude.
"Crap!"
Uncle Zhao exclaimed in dismay, looking at Auntie Zhao. Understanding his meaning, the couple simultaneously deployed spirit flying devices on their backs.
Seeing the spirit flying devices on their backs, Su Ming let out a cold laugh.
"Comparing spirit tools with me?"
The flying spirit tool on his back violently expelled a massive burst of gas.
Simultaneously, he gathered wind elements around his body, making his flight more aerodynamic, reducing drag.
All excess wind elements were channeled into the flying spirit tool, transforming into an even denser airflow that propelled him towards the direction of Gengxin City.
"Shrek Academy, stealing disciples from my Body Sect, bullying the young with your strength—just wait! My teacher will visit you!"
While flying, Su Ming took out a small spirit tool and pressed a button.
Hearing this, Uncle and Auntie Zhao's killing intent boiled over; they swore to stop Su Ming here.
Su Ming's second spirit ring shone, drawing down starlight. He bathed in the specks of stellar light as the spirit power vortex in his dantian spun wildly, recovering consumed spirit power.
Although somewhat in a sorry state now, everything was still within expectations.
Su Ming's target was clear: head straight for Gengxin City because Elders Lei Zhen and Eight-Arms were stationed closest there.
The small spirit tool he pressed was for communication. It was a simple communicator he made by reassembling formation principles from communication spirit tools he learned about in the future.
[Note: For those who didn't understand the paradox chapter before, another explanation: The fear isn't changing history itself, but the fear is that the history the future Su Ming experienced becomes false. For example, if the future Su Ming explicitly found records that a certain mineral vein was mined at a specific time node, and then the Douluo 2 Su Ming changes this history, the explicitly recorded history the future Su Ming knew would change. The history he himself experienced would be altered—this is the paradox. The knowledge that the future Su Ming brings back from his own time isn't affected by changes. They won't be timid because of the existence of paradoxes, but the protagonist will avoid many unnecessary ones. Hence, he didn't let the future Su Ming help the Douluo 2 Su Ming find mineral veins. Also, no paradox is created here. The communicator assembled by the Douluo 2 Su Ming, even though based on borrowed knowledge, is modified slightly and didn't exist in the records that the Douluo 3 Su Ming consulted. Thus, no paradox occurs. Won't explain separately from now on.]
"Hmph, this kid somehow has bursts of power at the Spirit Emperor level, but this state of his won't last long," Auntie Zhao said.
She pushed her flying spirit tool even harder.
Staring at Su Ming ahead, she was very puzzled.
How was this Su Ming's flying spirit tool so fast?
It was utterly unreasonable.
Su Ming took a moment to glance back, confirming Uncle and Auntie Zhao were still following, and breathed a sigh of relief internally.
The grudge was set for today. Moreover, he actually knew he couldn't win over Huo Yuhao this time, but Shrek would have to pay a price to get him.
Now, with how events unfolded, he had found an opportunity.
Once he met his teacher, he would definitely have his teacher pay them a visit.
Mu En?
Don't live anymore.
Your grandson sacrificed your lifespan to impress a girl.
Du Busi was scheduled to visit Shrek Academy in a few days. They couldn't let Shrek be prepared and catch him in a trap .
Therefore, the witnesses, Uncle and Auntie Zhao, couldn't be allowed to return.
As he fled, Su Ming's spirit power aura rapidly weakened.
"Quick, he's about to give out!" Auntie Zhao said excitedly.
Uncle Zhao frowned slightly at this moment, sensing something amiss, but he still gritted his teeth and followed. They had to kill this kid today.
Su Ming looked back again, confirming both Uncle and Auntie Zhao were still there. Having received messages from Lei Zhen and Eight-Arms, his spirits lifted.
His spirit power rapidly diminished, and the Trinity state dissolved.
"Quick, he's weakened!" Auntie Zhao urged.
Uncle Zhao took a deep breath, erupting with all his spirit power. His flying spirit tool was pushed so hard it began to smoke.
His speed increased significantly. Coupled with Su Ming's decreased speed, the two were on the verge of colliding.
Just as his expression relaxed, his vision went dark. A thunderous roar, like rumbling thunder, filled his ears.
"What a fine Shrek Academy! Bullying the young and picking on my Body Sect!"
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