Chapter 70: "I Haven't Even Used Strength, and You Already Fell?"
Zhao Wuji moved his wrist and lit another stick of incense.
"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda."
Ning Rongrong was the first to act.
Her body spun gracefully in place, and dazzling rainbow light burst from within her.
A palm-sized, multicolored pagoda appeared in her right hand.
"Seven treasures rotate with radiant glaze.
The first is—Strength.
The second is—Speed."
Eight streams of colored light shot out, landing on Su Yan, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Tang San.
The little monkey turned back, looking at Ning Rongrong with a confused expression.
It was thinking: The fighters are in front. Why did the support buff those in the back? Where are you aiming your skills?
Ning Rongrong was just as baffled. She turned toward Su Yan—only to see him subtly signaling her to buff the little monkey too.
"Heavens…"
She couldn't help exclaiming, and after giving the buff to the little monkey, she shouted excitedly:
"Brother Su Yan, we... we are too compatible, we are a match made in heaven, we are destined by the heavens to be together!"
The fact that Su Yan could receive both her support skills meant they were cosmically compatible!
Zhu Zhuqing turned her head toward Ning Rongrong, eyes faintly resentful.
'You two are a match made in heaven.
And me? Should I go apply to a circus troupe?'
"Heh."
Su Yan smiled lightly.
"Let's hope you still think that in the future."
Ning Rongrong's support amplified attributes based on percentages—currently 30%. But Su Yan had hidden his true strength, and the little monkey had hidden his as well.
Giving a 30% boost to two beings concealing such absurd power… How could Ning Rongrong's small pool of soul power possibly handle that load?
"Good lord."
"In this year's candidates, there's actually someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. Not bad! Not bad! Old Flender will definitely be thrilled."
"Hm?"
Zhao Wuji paused. Something felt off—
What was with that little monkey?
But now that the battle had begun, no one would explain it to him. Even Dai Mubai didn't dare speak; he already couldn't explain things anymore.
"Release martial souls!"
Tang San activated his martial soul and led the charge.
Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu followed closely, soul power flaring.
The battle erupted instantly.
"Yellow… yellow… black?"
Off to the side—
Dai Mubai's jaw dropped the moment he saw the little monkey's soul ring colors.
Tang San turned his head as well. His eyes widened in confusion, shock, and disbelief.
When he flew up a few days ago, wasn't it still purple?
Impossible.
Absolutely impossible!
Tang San rubbed his eyes.
Not an illusion.
He activated Purple Demon Eye.
Still not an illusion.
Aaaaaah!!!
Tang San felt like losing his mind.
Su Yan just kept becoming more and more monstrous. How was he supposed to surpass him!? How would Xiao Wu ever look at him again!?
Too dazzling…
Su Yan, you are courting death!
Zhao Wuji was stunned as well.
"A ten-thousand-year soul ring?"
"This little monkey… is your martial soul?"
The soul rings answered his doubts.
It reminded him of Yu Xiaogang, who also had a martial soul that could manifest separately.
But—
What kind of trash was Yu Xiaogang? How could he be compared to this peerless Genius who, at such a young age, already had rank 39 soul power and a ten-thousand-year soul ring?
Yu Xiaogang wasn't even worthy of being Su Yan's finger.
"Hahahaha!"
"You kids really know how to surprise me. I'm getting excited now!"
Zhao Wuji bent his knees and slammed both fists into the ground— preparing to unleash his area-of-effect skill to break Ning Rongrong's support.
"Not good!"
Tang San reacted instantly. Yu Xiaogang had told him before— In a team fight, you kill the support first. Especially one as heaven-defying as the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.
Of course, that was basic common sense.
Just as Tang San released Blue Silver Grass to reposition Ning Rongrong, he saw Su Yan already had an arm around her waist, pulling her safely away.
In Su Yan's arms, Ning Rongrong blinked cutely and asked:
"Brother Su Yan… If you hold Rongrong like this… Will Zhuqing get angry?"
"Oh heavens, Zhuqing won't hit me, right?"
"Scary!"
"Not like me… I only feel sorry for Brother."
Zhu Zhuqing: ???
Su Yan flicked Ning Rongrong on the head irritably.
"This is not the time to fool around."
Ning Rongrong stuck out her pink tongue playfully, then turned toward Zhu Zhuqing and shouted:
"Zhuqing, go!"
Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth—looking exactly like an angry but powerless wife—and activated her soul skill, charging toward Zhao Wuji.
Xiao Wu also launched her attack at the same moment.
With Tang San controlling from behind using Blue Silver Grass, the two girls unleashed a flurry of flashy, dazzling strikes on Zhao Wuji—
Miss.
Miss.
Miss.
×99.
A whole storm of gorgeous moves—
and their final result:
Did not break defense.
Not even close.
Zhao Wuji stood firm beneath the glow of his Vigorous Vajra Bear martial soul, his seven soul rings—two yellow, two purple, three black—rippling around him.
The fierce assault they delivered… only left a bit of dust on his clothes.
"Heh heh…"
"My turn now."
"First soul skill—Motionless Bright King Body!"
A strong golden radiance erupted from Zhao Wuji. The Blue Silver Grass wrapped around him shattered instantly. Just as the golden shockwave surged toward Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, the little monkey stepped forward, iron staff in hand, blocking the golden light head-on.
Boom!
A wave of air exploded outward.
Inside the dust cloud, the little monkey stood unmoving— iron staff in hand, golden armor gleaming, crimson cape fluttering.
"Hmm?"
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened. This little monkey is… pretty impressive!
Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance and immediately retreated.
Their levels were nowhere near Zhao Wuji's. Now that he had activated his soul skill and switched to full defense, there was no point in them trying to intervene any further.
"Screech—!"
The little monkey waved its iron staff excitedly, chattering at Zhao Wuji as if asking him something.
Su Yan and Ning Rongrong stood at a distance.
Su Yan translated calmly:
"Teacher Zhao, the little monkey is asking whether you've ever stolen a monk's robe."
"What?"
Zhao Wuji was utterly baffled.
Su Yan was also dumbfounded and exasperated by this. When teaching the little monkey to cultivate, he often told it stories from Journey to the West to inspire it.
So when the monkey saw Zhao Wuji's martial soul… It immediately remembered the Black Bear Spirit who stole the monk's kasaya.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing had already withdrawn. The little monkey, itching for action, leapt into the air. Its iron staff elongated and thickened—crashing down toward Zhao Wuji with tremendous force.
From afar—
Ning Rongrong suddenly stiffened, pupils dilating.
'Why… Why is my soul power draining this fast!?'
"Come on then!"
Zhao Wuji crossed his arms to block.
With Motionless Bright King Body active, he wasn't worried at all. He didn't believe for a second that a mere rank-39 soul master could overpower him.
BOOM!!!
The bowl-thick iron staff slammed down onto Zhao Wuji's crossed arms— almost shattering them on the spot.
A terrifying shockwave erupted.
Zhao Wuji couldn't withstand the force.
His knees smashed into the ground, collapsing into a web of cracks.
The little monkey flipped backward and widened the distance again, looking confused:
'I didn't even use strength yet— and you're already kneeling?'
"Hiss…"
Dai Mubai sucked in a deep breath of cold air, then looked at Su Yan with lingering fear.
This bastard's martial soul is way too terrifying!
If the little monkey had hit him like that yesterday? Forget fighting— even his dream of becoming a soul master would've been over in one swing. And he had been beaten hundreds of times yesterday!
Tang San froze.
Earlier, when Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu managed to knock Zhao Wuji back, it was because Zhao Wuji wasn't using any soul skills and wasn't defending.
But now…
Zhao Wuji had activated his soul skill—
was fully defending— and was still smashed to his knees by a single strike!?
Damn it!
Su Yan, this bastard, was so outstanding. When would Xiao Wu ever notice him?
Tang San was anxious. A flame ignited in his heart. He was about to explode!
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