Chapter 154: I Want to Comb My Hair Too

"Clang, clang, clang!"

A Martial Soul Fusion Skill between Soul Elder-level Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong gave birth to a nearly ten-meter-tall purple Sword Tower, shrouding all eight of them.

Looking from afar, it was shimmering with flowing light, exquisite and peerless.

"A Martial Soul Fusion Skill?!"

Whether it was Ye Zhiqiu, or Ma Hongjun and Oscar on this side, they all exclaimed in shock at the same time.

But no matter how shaken they were inside, the Mysterious Water Impact had already come crashing down onto the Sword Tower with a rumble.

Yet the Sword Tower only rippled slightly, showing no signs of being broken at all.

And as the Mysterious Water Impact subsided and the Sword Tower vanished simultaneously, Ye Zhiqiu discovered that Qin Jian and the others, who had just retreated, were charging up again.

"The counterattack begins!"

The light from the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand flared brilliantly: "Nine Treasures Turn Out Glazed, first: Speed! Second: Power! Third: Soul!"

"I just used a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with Brother Jian, and I can only support you all for three minutes at most!" she shouted.

Qin Jian and the others rushed in front of Ye Zhiqiu with a swish: "That's enough!"

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!"

The moment he saw Ning Rongrong's martial soul, Ye Zhiqiu was almost in tears: "If you had people from a major sect, you should have said so earlier!"

"Man-Sword Unity!"

"White Tiger Vajra Transformation! White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"

"Phoenix Fire Line!"

"Blue Silver Grass, Entanglement!"

Sword Light, golden light, firelight, and vines shrouded Ye Zhiqiu in an instant.

"Mysterious Tortoise Body Protection!"

Ye Zhiqiu roared, shrinking his entire body into his tortoise shell.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Attacks forty percent stronger than before landed on his body, causing his whole frame to vibrate, nearly making him vomit blood.

"Nether Thrust! Nether Hundred Claws!"

Just as the tortoise shell on his body vanished, Zhu Zhuqing happened to seize the moment, instantly darting behind him.

"A bunch of bratty kids, do you really think a Soul King has no temper?"

Ye Zhiqiu was burning with rage, his Fourth Soul Skill erupting from his body: "Mysterious Turtle Counter-Shock!"

"One hundred and fifty percent counter-shock effect, take this yourself!"

Before his voice had even faded, Zhu Zhuqing sensed a massive force of counter-shock rebounding from Ye Zhiqiu's body, instantly blasting her away.

"Ugh..."

She slammed into the tavern wall with almost no power to resist, her whole body instantly collapsing to the ground.

Qin Jian and the others frowned in unison.

"Old turtle, you're courting death!"

Especially Qin Jian; he hated seeing the people he wanted to protect get hurt, whether it was Ning Rongrong, Shui Bing'er, or now Zhu Zhuqing.

"I'll chop up your shell!"

Three soul rings—Yellow, Purple, and Purple—instantly soared from Qin Jian's body, fusing into a ball of light that descended: "Man-Sword... Unity!"

"I... you... Ring Fusion? My god!"

Ye Zhiqiu stared dumbfounded as a nearly ten-meter-long light sword slashed down, and he hurriedly shrank back into his shell: "Mysterious Tortoise Body Protection!"

"Boom!"

This time was different from before; with Ning Rongrong's support, Qin Jian's soul power had already reached the level of a Soul Ancestor, and with the addition of Ring Fusion, the power of this strike was explosive—not to mention he was attacking in a rage, giving it his all.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Almost in an instant, Ye Zhiqiu discovered with horror that his shell had been shattered!

"Not good! Retreat first!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

But he couldn't retreat, because Tang San's vines had been waiting for a long time: "Blue Silver Grass, Entanglement! Paralysis!"

"Xiao Wu, finish him!"

The moment Qin Jian's voice fell, Xiao Wu flashed and arrived in front of Ye Zhiqiu: "First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"

"Ah..."

Ye Zhiqiu was inevitably kicked into mid-air, and coupled with his body being paralyzed and his defense broken by Qin Jian, he truly had no defensive capability at this moment.

A four-hit aerial combo, Lion Barrage, taking him out in one wave—standard procedure for Xiao Wu.

"Boom!"

Ye Zhiqiu's figure slammed into a residential house like a cannonball, collapsing half the wall.

The residents inside were so scared they ran out, their gazes toward them filled with both terror and hesitation.

Ning Rongrong stepped forward and left a bag of gold coins: "The repair costs for this wall."

The resident couple looked at each other, hurriedly thanking them.

Having their wall smashed and then apologizing—from this, one can see the difference in status between Spirit Masters and ordinary people.

And at this moment, those students from Canghui Academy were already stunned...

The surrounding crowd was also stunned...

It was likely the first time they had ever seen a group of students take down a Soul King.

"Still not taking your teacher and... getting lost!"

Qin Jian let out a cold shout, causing the opposite side to tremble instantly, and then they hurriedly carried Ye Zhiqiu away, not daring to say a single word.

"So noisy! What are you all doing out there?"

At this moment, Zhao Wuji walked out of the tavern, rubbing his eyes.

Qin Jian had already walked over to pick up Zhu Zhuqing, and the others immediately gathered around, some showing concern, others showing excitement.

"Teacher Zhao, we just joined forces to defeat a Soul King!" Xiao Wu said excitedly.

"A Soul King?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up, and his bear-like face beamed with joy: "Not bad, not bad, truly worthy of being the little monsters of our academy."

He didn't even ask about the sequence of events, instead patting the shoulders of the group and saying: "Well done, our Shrek Academy should be daring enough to stir up trouble!"

"It was mainly because the Martial Soul Fusion Skill of Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong was too strong!"

Oscar raised both fists to his face, his eyes shining: "And there was Ring Fusion! And Man-Sword Unity! It was just too, too, too powerful!"

"Man-Sword Unity?"

Zhao Wuji's expression changed, and a certain memory he couldn't bear to look back on welled up.

That day, even he, a Soul Saint, had been slashed until he was covered in dust and shame...

"Is anyone injured?" he changed the subject and asked.

"Zhuqing seems to have been slightly injured..."

Tang San turned his head to look: "Eh? Why are Qin Jian and Zhuqing both gone?"

Then he saw Ning Rongrong pout slightly: "He already carried Zhuqing back a while ago..."

Oscar and Ma Hongjun swished their heads to look at Dai Mubai, and even Tang San and Xiao Wu couldn't help but look over.

"But what did I do!"

Dai Mubai walked back with a dark face.

"Sigh, one mountain cannot hold two tigers, you know."

Oscar shrugged his shoulders, hooked his arm around Tang San's shoulder and said: "Let's go, let's go back and rest together."

Only then did the group disperse under the awe-filled gazes of the many commoners.

Nighttime.

Inside the dim, yellow-lit room, Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong had already finished washing up.

"Brother Jian, how is Zhuqing?" Ning Rongrong asked while combing her damp long hair.

"Just a minor injury, she'll be fine after resting for the night," Qin Jian said.

Ning Rongrong nodded, then her eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly leaned in close, bringing with her a faint, elegant fragrance of hair: "Brother Jian, I remember Xiao Wu saying you were going to help her comb her hair, for a lifetime?"

Qin Jian was stunned for a moment and hurriedly said: "That was just a promise from when we were little."

Although there was a Ten Thousand Year gap before that so-called 'when we were little'...

"Oh... so it was just a promise from when you were little..."

Ning Rongrong slowly moved closer to Qin Jian, her large eyes filled with flowing light, pure and moving.

It made Qin Jian's gaze grow dazed, his heart fluttering slightly.

His Rongrong had grown up...

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Rongrong shoved the comb in her hand into Qin Jian's, whispering softly: "I want you to comb my hair for a lifetime too..."

40/69 (It's the weekend, sending an extra chapter)

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