Chapter 127: Battle of the Six Weirdos

Ning Rongrong's two soul skills are to enhance the strength and speed of her teammates, increasing them by about thirty percent. Of course, the reason why the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is known as the number one auxiliary martial soul in the world is because its soul skills have the potential to grow. If Ning Rongrong breaks through to the Spirit Douluo realm at level 30, then the amplification of this soul skill would reach forty percent. At the Spirit Sage level, it would be a terrifying fifty percent increase, and so on.

That is why the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda can be called the number one auxiliary martial soul.

Two rays of colorful light entered Zeng Yi's body and in an instant, Zeng Yi felt a warm energy surging from his limbs and bones, instantly increasing his physical strength by a lot.

"Well, although it can't compare to the effects of my [Ronin]'s passive skill, it's still somewhat useful. You can be considered a somewhat useful accessory," Zeng Yi said casually, glancing at the six people in front of him. At this moment, all six of them had released their martial souls, their martial spirits combining with their bodies, their spirit rings shining, and the overwhelming aura of their soul power making the arena feel heavy and tense.

"Hmph, even though you are excited and happy in your heart, is it so hard to admit that I'm really amazing?" Hearing Zeng Yi's dismissive response, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but pout and mutter.

She was well aware of the amplifying effect of her own Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. In Ning Rongrong's view, Zeng Yi was just an attachment.

"Alright, hurry up and leave the stage. You can't interfere in what's about to happen next," Zeng Yi said calmly, taking a step forward with his left foot, leaning slightly forward, supporting the scabbard of his blade with his left hand, and gripping the hilt of the scabbard at his waist with his right hand. He stared straight ahead, his gaze sharp as if shooting out sword light.

Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong stared fiercely at Zeng Yi's back with her beautiful eyes.

Although she was a support soul master and couldn't participate in the battle, she knew that she could only watch him fight from the sidelines. But being spoken to like this still made her uncomfortable. It's not like she didn't contribute anything, she provided him with many buffs. He can't even say a simple "thank you." What an annoying person.

"Third Brother! Everyone! You must teach this person a lesson! Let's go!" Ning Rongrong suddenly cheered on her opponents, then glared at Zeng Yi with resentment before leaving in a huff.

Zeng Yi seemed to not have heard Ning Rongrong's words at all. He looked at the six opponents in front of him, his expression still calm. Taking a deep breath, he closed his eyes and exhaled slowly.

"The battle begins!"

The master's order resounded outside of the arena.

All of a sudden, Zeng Yi's eyelids snapped open, his gaze flickering like a sword light.

His right hand instantly drew his blade, and in the blink of an eye, three invisible sword qi slashes shot towards Tang San and the others.

The sound of the sword qi cutting through the air rang out, bringing with it a sharp and menacing intent. Zeng Yi's sword-drawing speed was extremely fast, almost invisible. Only Tang San, with his Purple Demon Eyes, could clearly see the moment Zeng Yi drew his blade.

The invisible sword qi attacks made Tang San's heart jump with surprise, and he shouted, "Dodge!"

Even without Tang San's reminder, they could feel a sharp aura approaching, which was Zeng Yi's sword qi attack. The few of them quickly jumped away, avoiding Zeng Yi's attack.

Not having succeeded, Zeng Yi naturally knew. After all, it was just his regular attack. If the geniuses from Shrek Academy couldn't react to it, Zeng Yi would indeed be disappointed.

Zeng Yi stomped his foot, and his body was enveloped in soul power, causing the fallen leaves on the ground to be shaken up and hover in the air.

"Go!"

In the next moment, the fallen leaves shot towards Tang San and the others like a barrage, wrapped in a sharp sword aura, resembling razor-sharp blades, exuding an unstoppable sharpness.

Seeing countless leaves shooting towards them like bullets, with such a overwhelming momentum, it made people shudder.

The master outside of the arena watched this shocking scene, his mind in awe. Ning Rongrong was also dumbfounded, finding it hard to believe.

"Fatty!" Tang San yelled.

"I know!"

Ma Hongjun responded and his spirit rings shone. He activated his first soul skill, Phoenix Fire Wire!

A purple-red flame shot out from his mouth, and the scorching Phoenix Flame added a scorching heat to the surrounding space. The air visibly distorted under the high temperature.

Even though it was under Zeng Yi's sword aura, the leaves, like blades, were unable to change their extremely flammable nature. Ma Hongjun's flame attack ignited the flying leaves one by one, turning them into a sky full of stars, burning until they were extinguished in the air.

A violent tiger's roar echoed through the sky, followed by a figure charging out of the smoke and appearing in Zeng Yi's line of sight.

It was Dai Mubai, and by now, he had already gone all out, releasing his third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation! There was a strong presence of black tiger stripes on his skin, and his face bore a wild smile. A pair of eerie eyes flickered with a burning fighting spirit.

"Hahaha, I can finally fight you again, Zeng Yi!"

Dai Mubai burst into laughter, leaping high into the air like a descending tiger and pouncing aggressively at Zeng Yi.

Zeng Yi didn't speak, but his three spirit rings quietly rose, his head raised, his gaze indifferent as he looked at Dai Mubai. In the next moment, his pitch-black eyes turned silver, activating his second soul skill, Sword of Selflessness!

The Grandmaster and Ning Rongrong outside the arena kept their eyes fixed on the battlefield. At this moment, they felt Zeng Yi's presence change; he became cold, indifferent, ruthless, as if he held the world in contempt.

"Is that his soul skill?" Looking at Zeng Yi's figure, the Grandmaster couldn't help but feel shocked as he murmured.

In an instant, Zeng Yi shot up, and a bright silver sword light flashed as Lan Ke was drawn from its sheath. With incredible speed, it slashed across Dai Mubai's tiger claw-like palm.

At the same time, Zeng Yi swept out with his left foot, his leg whip striking firmly against Dai Mubai's side waist with great force, directly kicking him away.

His left hand touched his waist, and another long sword instantly flew out from its sheath, blocking a strike from Zhu Zhuqing.

Ding!

Zhu Zhuqing had already circled around and grabbed Zeng Yi's wrist as he swung his sword, causing Zeng Yi's arm to pause. Seizing this moment, Zhu Zhuqing quickly retreated.

Blue Silver Grass? Is that Tang San?

Zeng Yi thought when he saw the tendrils in his hand. But then, he felt a weight pressing on him, making him feel a little surprised.

It was Xiao Wu. Clearly, she was still five meters away, so how did she suddenly appear on his shoulder?

Zeng Yi was a bit puzzled. According to his logic, he should have been able to sense Xiao Wu's movement through the flow of the air. He could clearly sense where Xiao Wu was just a moment ago, but the next moment, she disappeared.

It's Instant Teleportation! Spatial movement!

In an instant, Zeng Yi understood that Xiao Wu must have used a soul skill.

With just the Spirit Douluo level, one can possess such an unpredictable skill as spatial movement. It's truly enviable!

Xiao Wu's slender and round jade foot stepped on Zeng Yi's shoulder, and Zeng Yi could even smell the faint fragrance emanating from the girl. It couldn't help but make his blood flow a little faster.

Three spirit rings floated around Xiao Wu's delicate body, yellow, yellow, and purple. In an instant, her first spirit ring flickered, and she activated her first soul skill, Waist Bow. Her twin legs clamped around Zeng Yi's head, and her slender waist began to bend backwards.

Zeng Yi didn't take the time to carefully feel the elasticity and softness of Xiao Wu's legs. In an instant, the other two long swords around his waist flew out automatically.

~Sword Control Art!~

Two sharp long swords, glimmering with bone-chilling cold light and carrying a sharp aura, slashed towards Xiao Wu's delicate legs.

If you still want these legs, you better leave quickly, otherwise, your Third Brother will be saddened, and then his explosive small universe will erupt, you know!

Zeng Yi's mouth curled up.

Xiao Wu was a close combat soul master, and Zeng Yi was aware of that. But that was exactly what he wasn't afraid of, close-quarters combat, especially after learning Sword Control Art.