Chapter 153: Martial Soul Fusion Skill

"As long as they aren't disciples of some major sect, it's fine..." Ye Zhiqiu thought secretly.

What he feared most was offending the successor of a major sect; the consequences would be unimaginable.

Fortunately, Qin Jian did not have the habit of announcing the name of Jian Douluo, otherwise, it might have been enough to make this teacher kneel down directly.

"You children are ignorant, I won't hold it against you, call your teacher out to speak."

Ye Zhiqiu said this beautifully, but only received a big eye-roll from Qin Jian.

At this moment, Tang San and Ma Hongjun also walked to the sides of Qin Jian and Dai Mubai, simultaneously activating their martial souls.

Ma Hongjun, covered in Phoenix Fire, shrieked: "Just because of you, an old turtle, you want to see our teacher? We few are enough to deal with you."

"Everyone, everyone, Spirit Master lords, I beg you, don't fight inside my small shop, it's a small business, a small business..."

The shopkeeper had to run out at this moment; if he didn't dissuade them, he feared the entire shop would be baptized by a storm in the next moment.

Originally, Ye Zhiqiu just wanted to scare the few youths in front of him and leave it at that; he didn't want to bear the reputation of bullying the young with his age.

But he possessed the Black Tortoise martial soul, and the two words "old turtle" were the biggest taboo in his life; Ma Hongjun's words had violated his taboo.

Ye Zhiqiu was furious, laughing out of extreme anger: "Good, haha, I will educate you on behalf of your teacher! Let's go outside."

After speaking, he turned and walked outside; the large black tortoise shell on his back looked somewhat comical as it swayed, but the soul power released from his body was quite thick.

The students of Canghui Academy also followed him out.

At this time, Dai Mubai immediately whispered to Qin Jian: "The two of us have the highest attack power here, try to block his attacks when the time comes."

Seeing him take the initiative, Qin Jian did not act coy: "He is a Soul King of over level fifty, but his martial soul is the Black Tortoise, so his strongest point must be defense, which gives us an opportunity."

"Rongrong didn't expose herself just now, that's very good."

As they walked out, they heard Qin Jian whisper: "We won't use full force in the first round of attacks, in the second round Rongrong will max out our status, and we'll burst out in one go; even if he is a Soul King, we can pile him to death!"

"No problem."

Tang San nodded, his hand resting on the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges, ready to use a Hidden Weapon if the situation turned bad.

"Crack!"

Xiao Wu clenched her fists, her face full of excitement: "I haven't fought a Soul King yet!"

"You guys be careful, I can only cheer for you from the sidelines," Oscar said with concern.

"Don't worry, if it really doesn't work, there's still the Martial Soul Fusion Skill between me, Rongrong, and Zhuqing," Qin Jian said, patting his shoulder.

Facing an external enemy, the relationship between the group had clearly become much closer.

"What? You guys? A Martial Soul Fusion Skill?" Oscar opened his mouth wide and said blankly.

"You'll see it if there's a chance in the future; after all, it's a trump card, better not use it if we don't have to," Qin Jian smiled.

By this time, they had already walked outside.

Having walked out the door and waited for Qin Jian and the others, Ye Zhiqiu's brain had also calmed down a bit, and he said in a deep voice: "I'll give you one more chance, it's not too late to admit your mistake now."

Qin Jian laughed: "Admit a mistake? What mistake? If you win, it's not a mistake; only if you lose is it a mistake."

Ye Zhiqiu snorted angrily: "Then I will teach you what a mistake is!"

"Hum!"

Before Ye Zhiqiu could make a move, Dai Mubai had already acted first.

"Second Soul Skill, White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"

The light on his second Soul Ring shone brightly, and the intense white light condensed into a sphere; a round light projectile had already been spat out from his mouth.

"Swoosh!"

At the same time Dai Mubai spat out the White Tiger Intense Light Wave, Qin Jian raised his martial soul sword and slashed out a beam of light.

Self-created Soul Skill, Sword Qi Cutting!

"Swish, swish!"

At the same time, Zhuqing's body slid diagonally, instantly accelerating to circle to Ye Zhiqiu's flank, and Tang San also moved, rushing toward Ye Zhiqiu from another direction.

"Boom!"

Ma Hongjun's first Soul Ring shone brightly, and a purple-red Phoenix Fire Line was spat out.

The five people acted almost simultaneously; after all, their opponent was a Soul King above level fifty, so they had no psychological pressure to attack together.

"Hah!"

Facing their simultaneous attack, black light surged over Ye Zhiqiu's entire body, he let out a low roar, his first and second Soul Rings lit up, his body rotated quickly for a half-turn, revealing the tortoise shell on his back, and at the same time, a black light like flowing water was released with a chilling coldness.

As soon as the battle began, Ye Zhiqiu used two of his Soul Ring skills, one was Mysterious Tortoise Body Protection, and the other was Mysterious Water Ice Seal.

"He wants to end the battle quickly?"

Qin Jian snorted coldly, his Sword Qi beam slashing fiercely toward Ye Zhiqiu's head.

Although Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun's attacks were blocked, and Tang San and Zhuqing were forced back by the cold air, his long-range attack was unaffected.

Ye Zhiqiu's gaze shifted, sensing the sharpness of Qin Jian's Sword Qi; suddenly, he retracted his neck, and a bizarre scene occurred.

His entire head actually retracted into his chest cavity, dodging Qin Jian's Sword Qi Cutting just in time, his third Soul Ring lit up, and a mist of water sprayed from his mouth.

"Bang!"

The gap in soul power was obvious; Qin Jian's Sword Qi was directly scattered.

But at this moment, Qin Jian had already rushed to his front with his sword: "Sword Qi Transformation!"

Over a dozen Light Swords shot out from his sword, shooting toward Ye Zhiqiu at high speed.

"Such strong attack power!"

Ye Zhiqiu was horrified; according to his perception, Qin Jian's attack power could already threaten a Soul Ancestor; what kind of monster was this?!

"Third Soul Skill, Mysterious Water Agitation!"

The violent black mysterious water rippled out in waves, not only shattering all of Qin Jian's Light Swords but also pushing back the attacks of Dai Mubai and the others again, then surging toward everyone.

"Careful!"

Ning Rongrong and Oscar let out a cry of alarm, because Qin Jian was still at the very center of the attack; if he were hit directly by this soul skill, he would certainly be severely injured!

"Whoosh!"

A vine accurately and swiftly circled his waist, pulling him back in an instant, narrowly avoiding the Mysterious Water Agitation.

"Thanks."

Qin Jian nodded toward Tang San.

"I won't tangle with you anymore, I'll finish you off in one move!"

Seeing the crowd pointing and whispering around them, Ye Zhiqiu really did not want to continue bullying the young, so the fifth soul ring on his body lit up directly.

"Do you think my martial soul is purely defensive and lacks attack power? Now let me show you, Fifth Soul Skill, Mysterious Water Shockwave!"

Violent mysterious water wrapped him into a ball, and the next moment it erupted like a mountain-toppling, sea-crushing tide.

"Heh, I was just waiting for your Fifth Soul Skill... Rongrong!"

Dai Mubai pulled the confused Oscar and Ma Hongjun back, while Xiao Wu, Tang San, and Zhuqing had already stood behind Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong.

"Ning Rongrong is a Support-type Soul Master, why is she standing at the very front?" Oscar exclaimed.

Xiao Wu replied with a grin: "Just watch!"

At the very front, Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong looked at each other and smiled, then clasped their hands together, fingers interlaced: "Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Sword Tower Bodyguard!"

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