Chapter 53: Zhao Wuji Takes Action.
Facing the oncoming cold current of Xuanshui, Xuan Mo's first spirit ring illuminated, and he stomped his right foot hard on the ground.
Suddenly, a stone wall rose before them, and in front of Ye Zhiqiu, the ground surged. A rock giant appeared, raised its fists, and smashed down on Ye Zhiqiu.
Seeing this, Ye Zhiqiu crossed his arms in front of him. Although he managed to withstand the blow, he fell to his knees, humiliated.
However, as the blow ended, the rock giant crumbled, and huge chunks of stone and earth descended upon Ye Zhiqiu.
Xuan Mo's face paled. After all, controlling a rock giant was still too much for him, both in terms of spirit power and other factors.
Seeing Xuan Mo's expression, Oscar quickly chanted a spirit spell. Two enormous sausages appeared in his hands, and he quickly handed them to Xuan Mo.
Xuan Mo didn't even bother to look. He took the two sausages, stuffed them directly into his mouth, and swallowed them. This made Xuan Mo's expression brighten slightly.
"Ahem!"
At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu scraped through the rock and dirt from the ruins of the rock giant and barely crawled out.
At that moment, the other Shrek members seized Ye Zhiqiu's moment of unpreparedness, and everyone thought to themselves, "What a great opportunity!"
Just then, Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing advanced.
However, as they approached, an extremely cold aura assaulted them, freezing their entire blood.
Tang San, overcome with fear, hurried, activating his Xuantian Gong to ward off the chill. His forward charge came to a halt, but the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit quickly spread out, wrapping around Ye Zhiqiu from all sides and attaching itself to him.
Zhu Zhuqing's ethereal figure silently appeared in a blind spot behind Ye Zhiqiu's body. Her first spirit ring skill, Netherworld Stab, launched, aiming directly for Ye Zhiqiu's neck.
However, Ye Zhiqiu, experienced as he was, tucked his neck back, tucking his entire head into his chest, perfectly dodging Zhu Zhuqing's sharp claws.
A surge of intense coldness froze the Blue Silver Grass, causing Tang San to grimace.
Zhu Zhuqing's cat claws slammed against the turtle's back, and just as she was about to rise, the brief contact froze her right hand.
Just then, Dai Mubai arrived, unhesitatingly activating his White Tiger barrier. Amidst the radiance of his first spirit ring, a pair of massive tiger paw blades emerged, striking Ye Zhiqiu's back.
Unexpectedly, Ye Zhiqiu reacted quickly, activating his third spirit ring once again, and mysterious water gushed from his mouth.
Thanks to Ma Hongjun's timely intervention, Phoenix Fire temporarily blocked the Xuan Shui.
At that moment, Xuan Mo made his move! His first spirit ring lit up, and the ground rose like a giant hand, slamming down on Ye Zhiqiu.
But Ye Zhiqiu was no pushover. After increasing his spirit power to repel Ma Hongjun, his fourth spirit ring lit up, breaking through the slamming ground.
But at that moment, Ye Zhiqiu's alarm flared, and he shouted, "Black Turtle Bodyguard!"
His first spirit skill was unleashed once again, and his entire body seemed to be covered in a thick tortoise shell, resembling an old tortoise.
It turned out that Xuan Mo, having distracted Ye Zhiqiu with the previous attack, had unleashed all three spirit rings, charging directly towards Ye Zhiqiu.
"Brother Mo, be careful! His Black Turtle Bodyguard is incredibly defensive, and it also has a cold shield!"
Tang San shouted from a distance.
As Tang San finished speaking, the first and second spirit rings of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand lit up, and two streams of light instantly descended upon Xuan Mo.
Ye Zhiqiu, whose attention had shifted to Xuan Mo, naturally noticed the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda spirit in Ning Rongrong's hand behind Xuan Mo and was horrified. "Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda? Are you from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect?!"
At that moment, Xuan Mo seized Ye Zhiqiu's momentary distraction. Using Ning Rongrong's and his own increased speed, he flashed and launched a punch towards him.
"Bang!"
The impact of his fist on the tortoise shell sent Ye Zhiqiu's shell trembling violently, sending a chill emanating from it.
Ye Zhiqiu's face paled slightly, his pupils shrinking slightly as he felt his shell tingle.
But then, Ye Zhiqiu's body violently radiated an icy aura, instantly spreading from Xuan Mo's fist to his entire arm.
As Xuan Mo retracted his fist, he watched the icy mist on his arm instantly solidify into ice.
But at Ye Zhiqiu's gaze, Xuan Mo's lips curled slightly, and with a jolt of his arm, the ice flakes crumbled from top to bottom, shattering into shards. His arm wasn't frozen at all.
"How is that possible..."
Ye Zhiqiu, observing this and feeling the quiet drain of his own spirit power, couldn't help but stare in shock.
Xuan Mo's lips curled in amusement, but he chose not to elaborate. Instead, he waited for Ma Hongjun to approach, and everyone prepared to attack. Even Tang San's hand reached his waist.
Just as both sides were about to continue the fight, a lazy voice suddenly interrupted the fight.
"Why are you out here so late at night instead of resting?"
Everyone was startled. Even Tang San instinctively lowered his hands from the Twenty-Four Bridges under the Moonlight.
Xuan Mo's lips curled up at the sound of this voice. He then pulled Ma Hongjun back, putting some distance between them and Ye Zhiqiu.
A burly figure appeared before everyone's eyes. It was Zhao Wuji.
"Everyone, go back to bed! What are you doing out here so late at night?" Zhao Wuji didn't even spare a glance at the Canghui Academy. With a wave of his hand, he ordered all Shrek students to return to the hotel.
However, Ye Zhiqiu was immediately displeased by his words. "Wait a moment!"
Zhao Wuji turned back impatiently. "What's going on?"
Ye Zhiqiu asked coldly, "You're a teacher at that Shrek Academy, aren't you? Didn't you teach them to respect the strong? Shouldn't you give us an explanation today?"
"An explanation? What's there to explain? You were the one who started it. We haven't even bothered to settle the score with you yet, and you're still expecting an explanation?"
Zhao Wuji was a dignified Soul Sage, and even more of a scoundrel. Naturally, he wouldn't take a mere Soul King seriously.
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