. Facing the four attacks, Ye Zhiqiu remained confident. His entire body glowed with black light, and his first two spirit rings illuminated in succession. As he turned his back to them, he emitted bursts of cold energy.
Ning Chuan's sword energy was the first to arrive. Ignoring the cold energy, it struck Ye Zhiqiu's tortoise shell, leaving a shallow mark and sending sparks flying.
Then, Ma Hongjun's flames and the cold energy collided. Though unable to penetrate, they clung to the tortoise's back, lingering.
Feeling the stinging and burning sensation on his back, Ye Zhiqiu was startled. The fat man's flames were one thing, but how could Han Li's sword energy be so powerful? Even from a distance of seven or eight meters, it could still leave a mark on his tortoise shell. If he struck him, what would happen if he were to face a few more blows?
At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing had appeared behind Ye Zhiqiu, unleashing a Netherworld Thrust, aiming directly at Ye Zhiqiu's neck.
Startled again, Ye Zhiqiu quickly retreated into his tortoise shell.
Taking advantage of his obstructed vision, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass wrapped around his right foot and yanked it hard.
Ye Zhiqiu instantly lost his balance.
By the time his head emerged from the tortoise shell, Ning Rongrong had already finished assisting Ning Chuan. Knowing that Zhao Wuji was the only Soul Sage present, Ning Chuan no longer concealed his spirit rings.
Three soul rings flashed, yellow and purple. The first ring illuminated, and Ning Chuan swung his seven- to eight-meter-long lightsaber with a single upward strike, sending Ye Zhiqiu flying high into the air.
Then, Ning Chuan closed in on him, unleashing dozens, hundreds of sword strikes, each one landing on Ye Zhiqiu's chest where the previous sword energy had struck.
"This is..." Zhu Zhuqing's pupils narrowed. She recognized it as the second soul skill used by the Narrow Blade Soul Master in the Soul Fighting Arena.
Ning Chuan had, however, executed it in a different form, only at a much faster speed.
Bang!
The tortoise shell exploded.
Ye Zhiqiu didn't even have a chance to unleash his remaining two soul skills before being swept away in a single blow.
"Teacher!"
Aided by the students from Canghui Academy, Ye Zhiqiu stood up and glanced down at the bloodstain on his chest. It was the result of Ning Chuan's first spirit skill.
While his back was his strongest defense, it was unbelievable that the opponent had breached it with just his first spirit skill.
Even more horrifying was the fact that the opponent had shattered his shell from his back without relying on any spirit skills.
If all those attacks had landed on the bloodstain on his chest, wouldn't he have been torn to pieces?
Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu asked in deep thought, "You, who are you?"
They all looked twelve or thirteen years old, possessing spirit power above level twenty-five—that would have been fine. But
this leader, Han Li, was actually a Spirit Master, and possessed two thousand-year spirit rings. When had such a formidable talent emerged on the Douluo Continent?
Of course, he had been taking so much damage that he hadn't noticed Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.
After granting Ning Chuan a short-term boost, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda had been stored away, as Ning Chuan had instructed.
Otherwise, he might associate it with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect and be even more surprised.
A
sword chant echoed, and Ning Chuan swung a beautiful sword flower, then held the sword in his backhand, slinging it behind his back. "Didn't I tell you? Han Li, the head student of Tiannan College, this is Chang Gong Miao, this is Wu Yifan, this is Liu Tianxian, this is Liu Xiaoshi, this is Yang Mi. This is the fake Nailiang. Feel free to seek revenge on us at any time in Las City, the Kingdom of Macedonia."
Ning Chuan gave fake names to Tang San, Ma Hongjun, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and Oscar.
As for the Kingdom of Macedonia, it was thousands of miles away from Soto City.
"Alright, Han Li, and Chang Gong Miao, Wu Yifan, Liu Tianxian, Liu Xiaoshi, Yang Mi, and the fake Nailiang. Canghui College will remember what happened today. Let's go."
With these harsh words, Ye Zhiqiu left dejectedly with several Canghui College students.
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Before leaving, the girl Ma Hongjun had teased gave Ning Chuan a look. Xiao Wu glared back.
Even Zhu Zhuqing, standing nearby, frowned, but when she saw Ning Chuan didn't react, she relaxed.
Ning Rongrong quipped, "Ning Chuan, it looks like that girl is most likely attracted to you. After all, a twelve-year-old Soul Master with two thousand-year soul rings—not to mention him, even I'm a little tempted."
"Then I'm truly honored. Let's go, Miss Ning, we should be heading back."
Ning Chuan and the others could tell Ning Rongrong was joking. Even Xiao Wu didn't take it seriously. Oscar, however, was the only exception.
He was secretly annoyed. This guy already had Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, so why was he trying to steal Rong Rong from me
? Of course, it was just a thought. In reality, with no one to help him, he was completely cowardly.
"Oscar, why are you still standing there? Boss Ning and the others have already gone ahead,"
Ma Hongjun's voice came from behind.
"Oh, you're here," Oscar forced a smile and hurried after them.
Xiao Wu asked the question that had been puzzling everyone, "Little Six, we're clearly from Shrek. Why would we make up a nonexistent Tiannan Academy and use a fake name?"
Ning Chuan glanced at Zhao Wuji, who was watching from the shadows, and said calmly, "That's because there's a Soul Sage named Shi Nian at Canghui Academy. He enjoys preying on the talents of other academies to indirectly enhance the strength of his own students. If you want to be targeted, just reveal your real name." Upon hearing this,
everyone was filled with fear. Even Ning Rongrong frowned. After all, being targeted by a Soul Sage was not a good thing.
Ma Hongjun said thankfully, "Boss Ning, thank goodness you're here, otherwise Xiao Ao and I would be in trouble."
In the past, Ma Hongjun called Dai Mubai "Boss Dai" not because of his age, but because of his superior strength.
Now that Shrek had a Ning Chuan, who was superior to Dai Mubai in every way, he had unknowingly taken to calling him "Boss."
Ning Chuan said, "So, don't stir up trouble so easily in the future. Otherwise, if you hit a wall one day, it'll be too late to regret it. Of course, I'm not telling you to be shy. If someone provokes you, just fight them, just like we did just now. If you can't win, just run." "
Okay, Boss Ning," Ma Hongjun kept calling him Boss.
Oscar couldn't stand it any longer. "Hey, Fatty, Ning Chuan is several months younger than you. Isn't it awkward to call him Boss?"
"Why is it awkward? The dean said Shrek doesn't follow seniority. If you can be as capable as Boss Ning, I'll call you Boss from now on."
Ma Hongjun said, as if it was a matter of course.
Oscar had no choice but to look at Tang San, who shared his plight. Like him and Dai Mubai, Tang San's favorite girl had all fallen for Ning Chuan.
Tang San didn't act distant towards Oscar, but nodded gently.
At the same time, a sense of urgency grew within him.
Because he found that Ning Chuan's strength was getting stronger and stronger. If this continued, he was afraid that he would soon be left behind.
Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but think of the hammer.
"Should I add a spirit ring to that hammer?"
At this moment, Tang San first thought of switching to cultivating his second martial spirit ahead of time.