Chapter 61: The 80-Year-Old Mother Collapses with Her Child

"Yun Feng, do you think we went too hard?" Xiao Wu asked nervously as she looked at Zhao Wuji, who had fallen to the ground.

Yun Feng shook his head and chuckled, "He's a Soul Saint, and he hasn't even used his soul skills yet."

He glanced at the incense stick burning on the ground nearby. It had only burned about one-third, but during their previous joint attack, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing had exerted all their strength, giving everything they had.

Yun Feng thought for a moment and did not act immediately. At this point, Tang San quickly retracted the Blue Silver Grass entangled on Zhao Wuji, not wanting it to be destroyed again. Even though Blue Silver Grass didn't consume much soul power, it would still drain a significant amount of Tang San's energy if it kept being broken.

Zhao Wuji pushed himself up from the ground using both arms and pulled his head out of the dirt. Yun Feng and the others hadn't really observed him closely before, but now they could clearly see what he looked like after activating his martial soul.

Zhao Wuji's entire body was covered in thick brown fur, and he now stood over two and a half meters tall. His muscles bulged all over his body, and his brown-yellow eyes radiated an overbearing aura, while seven soul rings circled around him.

Good grief, is this his true form?

Seeing Zhao Wuji in this state, Yun Feng was a little surprised. After all, to grow from a size smaller than Tang San to such a huge form suggested one thing—Zhao Wuji's martial soul must have suppressed his physical body somehow. Otherwise, how could it be explained?

Yun Feng himself had experienced a transformation when his Blue Silver Grass evolved into the Blue Silver King, which also changed his appearance.

But now wasn't the time to ponder over this.

Looking at Zhao Wuji's massive hands, which seemed as large as palm fans, it was clear that, just as Yun Feng and Xiao Wu had noted earlier, Zhao Wuji hadn't used his soul power. Before Zhu Zhuqing found his weak point, he hadn't even thought to activate his martial soul.

For a Soul Saint at level 76 like him, facing a few Great Soul Masters, a Soul Elder, and a Soul Ancestor seemed too trivial. He had only been playing around, using the opportunity to loosen up his body.

But carelessness often comes at a price. Due to his overconfidence, combined with the fact that Yun Feng and the others were under the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification, they had exceeded their actual levels. Their seamless teamwork, which they hadn't even practiced, left the Unmovable King, Zhao Wuji, at a disadvantage.

Zhao Wuji patted the dirt off his head and grumbled, "Damn, it's like an 80-year-old mother collapsing with her child. Looks like I'll have to take you all seriously. Mubai, what are you laughing at? Tomorrow, you'll be joining me for combat training."

"Uh..." Dai Mubai, who had been watching Zhao Wuji's disheveled state, had initially thought he wasn't the only unlucky one and had laughed. But hearing Zhao Wuji's words, his laughter instantly stopped.

"Let's continue," Zhao Wuji said, striding directly toward Yun Feng and the others. Yun Feng and Xiao Wu's earlier perfect coordination had left a strong "impression" on him.

"Xiao Wu!" Yun Feng called out.

Xiao Wu lightly tapped her toes on the Blue Silver King vines that Yun Feng had summoned, launching herself into the air again. This time, however, she led with her feet instead of her hands, aiming a kick straight at Zhao Wuji's head.

At the same time, dozens of thick Blue Silver King vines shot out from around Yun Feng, who was hovering in the air, attacking Zhao Wuji from multiple directions.

Zhao Wuji raised a hand to swat at Xiao Wu, but before she reached him, she abruptly changed direction, causing him to miss. Xiao Wu then grazed past him, landing a kick squarely on his shoulder.

Thanks to the Blue Silver King's entangling vines, Yun Feng could control Xiao Wu's movements in the air with ease, making her attacks effortless. Unfortunately, Zhao Wuji's defense was extraordinarily strong. Although he wasn't particularly agile, it wasn't easy to inflict damage on him.

The kick stunned Zhao Wuji for a moment, and a trace of seriousness finally appeared in his brown-yellow eyes.

These kids were going to be his students in the future. If he let them continue like this, he would lose face entirely. How could he guide them later if they had already pushed him this far?

Especially Yun Feng. Although Yun Feng hadn't done much physically, everything seemed to be under his control. The invisible pressure Yun Feng exerted was immense.

Zhu Zhuqing wasn't idle either. Seeing Zhao Wuji charging toward Yun Feng and the others, her two yellow soul rings lit up. Her blue-green eyes narrowed into slits as she silently accelerated, leaping into the air and curling her body into a ball. Enveloped in soul power, she rapidly spun toward Zhao Wuji like a whirlpool of claws—a move called Ghost Shadow Hundred Claws.

With her rapid spinning and the sharp, penetrating power of her cat claws, she delivered hundreds of attacks to the same spot in an instant, creating devastating force.

As Zhao Wuji was kicked by Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing's Ghost Shadow Hundred Claws struck his back simultaneously.

The technique was like a rotating saw blade, swiftly slicing into Zhao Wuji's back.

"Roar!" A furious roar erupted from Zhao Wuji as his eyes flashed with a cold light. His first yellow soul ring suddenly glowed, and intense golden light exploded from his body. Zhu Zhuqing, caught in the attack, was thrown into the air, letting out a painful cry.

Yun Feng quickly moved to catch her mid-air, holding her securely in his arms. But he realized that Zhu Zhuqing had already fainted from the impact, with both her arms dislocated.

At the same time, Xiao Wu wasn't spared either. Just as Yun Feng's Blue Silver King vines lifted her after her kick, Zhao Wuji launched his counterattack. The vines near Zhao Wuji were instantly repelled, and Xiao Wu, though farther away than Zhu Zhuqing, was also sent flying, coughing up blood as she crashed into Yun Feng's arms.

Tang San, seeing Xiao Wu injured, flew into a rage. Luckily, Yun Feng was there to catch them. Otherwise, they might have suffered even more damage from the fall.

Now Yun Feng, hovering in the air, was supporting three girls—Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong—placing immense pressure on him. Although his soul skill allowed him to fly, the added weight significantly accelerated his soul power consumption!

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