Chapter 25

**Chapter 25: Fighting Against Zao Wou-Ki**

As Qi Ling and Zao Wou-Ki clashed, Zao Wou-Ki suddenly grunted in pain.

His massive body was propelled off the ground and slammed into the wall with a deafening crash.

"Boom!" The wall shattered, and Zao Wou-Ki was buried beneath the rubble, unmoving.

The spectators were stunned.

Dai Mubai, who knew Zao Wou-Ki's strength well, was especially shocked.

For Zao Wou-Ki, known for his formidable defense as the King of Unmoved Kings, to be thrown like this was almost inconceivable.

"Did we win?" Ning Rongrong asked, eyes wide with anticipation.

"No, not yet," Tang San replied, his Purple Demon Eye giving him a clearer view of the situation.

"Mr. Zhao is deliberately enduring the impact of Big Brother's punch.

Although he's taken damage, he's using the opportunity to absorb and dissipate most of the force."

"Even though Mr. Zhao seems to be at a disadvantage, he's avoided a direct hit to his Immovable King Ming ability.

He can still fight, while Big Brother's Balong Fist is not a technique that can be used repeatedly without losing its effectiveness."

Tang San's analysis proved accurate.

Qi Ling realized he had underestimated Zao Wou-Ki, who had used tactical retreat to mitigate the impact of the Balong Fist.

The rubble where Zao Wou-Ki had landed was suddenly thrown aside.

He emerged, wiping blood from his mouth with a grin.

"Good job, boy! You're the first to make me bleed!" Zao Wou-Ki said, clearly pleased.

"Come on, hit me again!"

"Okay, Teacher Zhao, give me your best shot!" Qi Ling responded, determined to continue.

Zao Wou-Ki, known for his strength and defense, was usually slow.

Qi Ling, recognizing this, maneuvered around him, looking for openings.

However, Zao Wou-Ki's fourth soul skill, Positioning and Tracking, countered Qi Ling's speed advantage.

No matter how Qi Ling tried to evade, Zao Wou-Ki could track and attack him.

"Kid, you landed a punch on me; now it's time to feel my palm!" Zao Wou-Ki roared.

His second spirit ring glowed, and his palm seemed to enlarge, enveloped in thick spirit power.

"Second Soul Skill: Vigorous Vajra Palm!"

Unable to dodge due to Zao Wou-Ki's tracking, Qi Ling had no choice but to counter with his Tyrant Fist.

"Boom!" This time, Qi Ling was knocked backward, crashing into a table.

The impact was less dramatic than Zao Wou-Ki's but still significant.

The reduced power of his Balong Fist was insufficient to counter Zao Wou-Ki's Vigorous Vajra Palm.

The spectators held their breath, worried for Qi Ling.

Despite being thrown to the ground, Qi Ling refused to retreat.

He stood up and approached Zao Wou-Ki again.

To everyone's surprise, he released his martial spirit possession.

Seeing this, many assumed Qi Ling's release of his spirit possession was a sign of surrender.

"It seems this is his limit," the onlookers, including Tang San, thought.

Qi Ling's performance was impressive for a Soul Venerable, but it seemed he had reached his peak.

"Haha, there's still more than half of the incense left.

Are you conceding defeat?" Zao Wou-Ki taunted, though he felt a twinge of uncertainty.

"Don't misunderstand, Mr. Zhao," Qi Ling said with a smile. "I'm not conceding, I'm just switching to a more convenient method."

Confused, the audience watched as Qi Ling's right-hand Divine Dragon Sovereign Martial Spirit faded.

His left hand glowed with a blood-red light, revealing a new martial spirit.

"This... Why does Qi Ling have another spirit?" Dai Mubai exclaimed in shock.

"And this new spirit seems so sinister and different from his previous one!"

"Tang San, do you know what's going on?" someone asked.

Tang San, deep in thought, replied, "Big Brother has a twin martial spirit.

What he's using now is his second martial spirit."

"But unfortunately, I've never seen him fight with it.

Until now, he hasn't had an opponent worthy of using it against."

Everyone was astonished.

The reveal of Qi Ling's second martial spirit raised questions about its power and whether it could turn the tide against Zao Wou-Ki.

With the Blood Demon Emperor's spirit imprint manifesting as a demonic phantom, Qi Ling's appearance changed dramatically.

His hair and eyes took on a deep red hue, and his features softened, exuding an air of elegant mystery.

The two purple thousand-year spirit rings one from the blood bat demon and the other from the shadow leopard enhanced the new spirit, surpassing the Dragon Emperor in quality.

Qi Ling, now embodying the Gorefiend Emperor, had a new, imposing presence. His aura was both noble and intimidating.

"Alright, Mr. Zhao, let's continue!" Qi Ling declared.

Zao Wou-Ki assessed Qi Ling's new form, noting the change but also recognizing that Qi Ling's spirit power hadn't increased.

"Hmph! Even with your tricks, what can you do with your remaining soul power?" Zao Wou-Ki challenged.

"You'll find out soon enough, Mr. Zhao!" Qi Ling retorted, vanishing like a ghost and charging toward Zao Wou-Ki at an incredible speed.