Chapter 136: I Won't Hit Your Face Either

"Brother Jian!"

This cry from Ning Rongrong, layered over the one Xiao Wu had just let out, felt like a heaven-shattering shock, leaving Zhu Zhuqing, who had been anxiously rushing to the rescue, with her entire cat-brain spinning.

Then, as if they shared a telepathic connection, Qin Jian, without even seeing Ning Rongrong's figure, suddenly reached out his right hand and grabbed the left hand Ning Rongrong had extended with extreme precision.

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Sword Tower Bodyguard!"

Clang, clang, clang, clang...

The martial souls on the two of them fused instantly, and endless sword shadows transformed into a Sword Tower, shrouding Qin Jian, Ning Rongrong, and Xiao Wu.

"Boom!"

Zhao Wuji's palm struck the center of the Sword Tower, but the tower only trembled violently before blocking his Second Soul Skill, Vajra Palm.

However, the Sword Tower also vanished the very next moment.

Zhao Wuji was a bit stunned: "A defensive Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"

On the side, Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong: "Brother? Brother Jian?"

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong stood with hands on their hips, glaring at each other: "What right do you have to call him Brother (Jian)?"

Tang San was dumbfounded: "Xiao Wu, you call him brother?"

Dai Mubai, on the sidelines, was also dizzy: "This relationship is truly complicated..."

In an instant, the battlefield transformed into a massive Asura Field.

Qin Jian thought quickly and said loudly: "Don't waste time, there's only one-third of an incense stick left. If we unleash our strongest attacks, we should be able to drag it out to the end!"

Before his voice had even faded, he immediately ran toward Zhu Zhuqing: "Zhuqing!"

Zhu Zhuqing was slightly startled, but immediately understood. Without wasting words, she threw herself into his arms.

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu: "..."

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

The next moment, the martial souls of Qin Jian and Zhu Zhuqing fused with each other, and a Nether light suddenly shrouded the entire thirty-meter radius. Zhao Wuji, who was right in the center, felt his whole body sink, and his movements were greatly hindered.

"Another Martial Soul Fusion Skill! Such eerie Nether power..."

While he was still immersed in the shock of two consecutive Martial Soul Fusion Skills, Qin Jian and Zhu Zhuqing suddenly erupted with soul power again: "Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Nether Sword Net!"

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

The next moment, their martial souls transformed into endless Sword Light, shuttling back and forth across the sky within the Nether range, constructing layers of sharp sword nets.

"Ugh..."

Even with the defensive power of the Immovable Bright King Zhao Wuji, he was still cut with streaks of blood within this extreme and eerie sword net.

"Trying to drag out the remaining time like this? Heh, it won't be that easy!"

The third soul ring on Zhao Wuji's body, a Purple thousand-year soul ring, suddenly expanded, but instead of injecting its power into his own body, it drifted downward and poured directly into the ground.

Suddenly, Qin Jian and the others felt as if their feet had sunk into a quagmire, and their bodies became heavy, as if their own weight had doubled at that moment.

And the surrounding Nether Sword Net was also affected by the gravity, its movement becoming sluggish.

Bang, bang, bang...

But Zhao Wuji was clearly not affected at all; he strode forward, carrying the sword net, and charged straight toward Ning Rongrong.

He still chose to deal with her first, because without her heaven-defying support, Qin Jian and the others would have no way to unleash power that could threaten him.

"First Soul Skill, Entanglement! Second Soul Skill, Parasite!"

At this moment, Tang San, who had been silently planting seeds, also erupted. Seven or eight Blue Silver Grass vines shot out from the ground, tightly binding Zhao Wuji, while at the same time, vines grew out from his body, instantly injecting paralyzing toxins.

"I actually overlooked you. Blue Silver Grass can actually have such power, good!"

Zhao Wuji offered a rare word of praise. Just as he wanted to wait for the paralysis to pass so he could break free, he discovered that his body had suddenly flown up.

Looking, he saw it was Xiao Wu who had seized this opportunity; using the power of her Waist Bow soul skill, she had kicked him into mid-air.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

What followed was a series of attacks, kicking Zhao Wuji until he was dizzy and disoriented, until he finally fell headfirst toward the ground.

"Xiao Wu, that's Lion Barrage!"

Qin Jian muttered speechlessly, and his Martial Soul Fusion Skill with Zhu Zhuqing also ended there, because Zhu Zhuqing's soul power had been exhausted.

"Those of you who have exhausted your soul power, retreat and rest first," Qin Jian called out after noticing that Xiao Wu had also run out of soul power.

Thus, the only ones left in the arena with combat capability were Qin Jian, Tang San, and Ning Rongrong.

"Pfft!"

At this moment, Zhao Wuji finally pulled himself out of the ground: "You bunch of brats, to think you'd dare make me, your teacher, look this disheveled!"

Zhao Wuji looked over, covered in dust, and then stared straight at Qin Jian: "It seems dealing with the support Spirit Master first won't work. You're the main attacker, right? Then don't blame me!"

Hum...

Purple light shone, and the fourth soul ring on Zhao Wuji's body actually flew out. It was as if it had eyes, catching up to Qin Jian's dodging body and locking directly onto him.

Zhao Wuji laughed: "It's time to end this. To be able to force me to use my Fourth Soul Skill, you can be proud."

As soon as he finished speaking, his thick legs exerted force, and he jumped up from the ground.

Tang San hurriedly used his vines to shift Qin Jian's position, but he was shocked to find that Zhao Wuji, who had jumped into the air, actually turned to follow Qin Jian's movement, still attacking him.

"Once locked on by my Fourth Soul Skill, I can use my jumping ability to close the distance instantly. Kid, obediently exit the field!"

Zhao Wuji's palm grew larger and slapped toward him.

"Brother!" "Brother Jian!" "Qin Jian!"

The voices of the three girls rang out one after another, making Zhao Wuji unable to help but laugh: "Being good-looking really makes young girls like you. Fine, I won't hit your face."

"Teacher Zhao, then I won't hit your face either."

Qin Jian, still being pulled in mid-air by the vines, showed no panic at all. He actually tossed and fused his three soul rings in an instant: "Ring Fusion, Sword Qi Transformation!"

His entire body's soul power erupted, and Qin Jian instantly unleashed endless Sword Qi.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

These Sword Qi did not attack directly as usual, but instead transformed into Light Swords, shooting toward Zhao Wuji in an overwhelming barrage.

"Ring Fusion?!"

Zhao Wuji widened his eyes and wanted to temporarily avoid the sharp edge, but discovered he was in mid-air with nowhere to leverage force.

"You..."

Unable to secure a victory after a long assault, Zhao Wuji grew somewhat anxious.

He let out a low roar, and his fifth Soul Ring, that Soul Ring shining with a deep black color, suddenly lit up.

"Awoo roar!"

The intense roar made the entire Shrek Academy tremble.

Qin Jian only felt immense pressure coming from all directions simultaneously; his body was uncontrollably rushing toward Zhao Wuji, and the pressure coming from around his body felt as if it were about to crush him—this power was no longer something he could contend with.

Zhao Wuji's Vajra Bear martial soul Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Squeeze!

"Man-Sword Unity!"

But Qin Jian did not give up; he let out a loud shout, and all the Light Swords around his body condensed, merging into a single, substantial giant sword that pointed straight at Zhao Wuji.

"Bang!"

The intense collision emitted a blinding light, and the next moment it suddenly exploded...

"Boom—!"

Amidst the endless shockwaves, the surrounding houses collapsed in a row...

(End of chapter)