Chapter XXXVIII

Gulp. Dai Mubai's back couldn't help but break out in cold sweat when he saw Tang Ao crazily swinging his sword to counter Zhao Wuji's attack.

"Damn, he can actually fight Mr. Zhao to this extent?"

One should know that Zhao Wuji wasn't just a Soul Saint. He was the Acala King, and he was also an outstanding existence within the Soul Saint! But now, he was actually fighting with a Four-ring Soul Ancestor to such an extent!

"Awesome! Awesome! Kid, you're really not bad!" Zhao Wuji raised his head and let out a carefree laugh, but at the same time, his fist fiercely smashed onto the ground. As the stones exploded, Tang Ao's vision was instantly covered.

Immediately after, the fifth Soul Ring on Zhao Wuji's body lit up once again. "Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Compression!"

"Kid, this time you won't be able to stop me!"

Crack crack crack...

Following Zhao Wuji's laughter, a huge black vortex appeared in front of him, and a terrifying suction force appeared. Seeing this scene, Tang Ao didn't immediately attack to defend himself.

Instead, he swung his sword backhanded, tearing apart the Qi waves behind him. This allowed Tang San and the others to avoid being pulled.

"Mo, Mubai, take Xiaowu and the others and leave this area."

"But brother..."

"Mr. Ao, you... " He turned around and said, "Let's go!" Hearing Tang Ao's low shout, although Tang San and Xiaowu were very unwilling, they still turned around and left with Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.

After all, with the current situation, this battle was no longer something they could intervene in. The only thing he could do to help was to quickly leave this area and not let Tang Ao be distracted to protect them. "Even if I'm facing a crisis, I won't run away from it. Instead, I'll let my companions leave first."

"Kid, you have passed. But even so, you will still lose today's competition. It is time to end it!" At this point, the soul force in Zhao Wuji's body began to accelerate as it poured into his fifth Soul Ring, strengthening the gravitational pull. I'm a dignified Soul Saint, how can I lose to a new student like you in front of everyone?

Even if you are a monstrous little monster, I can't afford to lose face like this! However, just as Zhao Wuji said that, Tang Ao suddenly grinned and smiled.

"Mr. Zhao, you are right. There is no need for this competition to continue. It's time to end it."

Upon hearing Tang Ao's words, Zhao Wuji thought that he had admitted defeat. Hence, he put on a meaningful expression.

"It's good that you know this. This is my fifth Soul Ring. It is very dangerous. If you admit defeat now, I can make my move lighter and make you suffer less."

"Haha! I think you've misunderstood my meaning, teacher."

"What? Then what you said just now was..." Zhao Wuji had yet to react to what Tang Ao was trying to do. The fourth Soul Ring hovering around Tang Ao suddenly shone brightly.

At the same time, the Holy Devil Sword in Tang Ao's hand had almost doubled in length. Even the black half of the Sword had turned into a strange illusionary state.

"I mean, this match can end now. Teacher, you can admit defeat now!"

Not good, this brat's Fourth Soul Skill is also a ten-thousand-year-old Soul Ring! Tang Ao coldly said. The long version of the Holy Devil Sword in his hand also stabbed towards Zhao Wuji. Seeing this scene, Zhao Wuji did not hesitate at all.

He directly released the Soul Skill and soul power to protect himself. Although he didn't know what Tang Ao's Fourth Soul Skill was, since it was a Myriad Year Level Soul Ring, its power wouldn't be weak !

He had to be careful, otherwise he might really fail miserably today! Unfortunately, although Zhao Wuji had cautiously deployed his defense, Tang Ao's Holy Devil Sword still penetrated the black vortex in front of Zhao Wuji as if it had entered a deserted place. The speed was so fast that even Zhao Wuji had not expected it. What was going on?!

Buzz... Buzz... Zhao Wuji felt like he was in a trance for a moment. Then, a black and white sword pierced through all his defenses and placed itself on his neck. For a moment, everyone present fell silent. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.

Regarding this, Tang Ao merely spoke in a calm and indifferent manner.

"Mr. Zhao, although I didn't last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, judging from the current situation, this competition..."

"I won."

"' Ding! Congratulations to host for obtaining victory in the match with Immoveable King Zhao Wuji! '"

"Ding! Congratulations to host for obtaining a reward of 20 years of lifespan. The toughness of the Holy Devil Sword permanently increases by 50%!"