Soul Land: Power Of Space - 19. Battle Against Zhou Wuji
Zhao Wuji failed to notice the grief and indignation of Ma Hongjun. Instead, his attention was focused on the young man standing in front of him. It should be noted that Zhao Wuji had no intention of bullying weaker opponent, as it would be shameful to defeat a spirit sage as a great spirit master.
Zhao Wuji shook his head, dismissing the strange thought from his mind. The power gap between them was too significant. Even with the attack power of a regular great spirit master, Zhao Wuji activated his martial spirit avatar, rendering his opponent unable to land a single blow.
He hadn’t even needed to use his full strength. Zhao Wuji turned his back, waved his hand, and gestured for Ma Hongjun to remind him when everyone had gathered.
At that moment, a young voice spoke up. Zao Wuji halted his footsteps and glanced at Lu Yuan, who was making audacious remarks. Ma Hongjun couldn’t help but admire his courage, disregarding the eventual fate of the elder brother.
“You are not yet qualified!” Zhao Wuji responded, turning his back on Lu Yuan and emanating a powerful aura of coercion. Ma Hongjun, standing next to Lu Yuan, felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, making it hard to breathe. He realized this was the coercion of a spirit saint, and couldn’t help but think that Zhao Wuji must have held back during their previous encounter.
Zhao Wuji raised his foot again, but before he could react, a tremendous murderous aura emerged from behind, overpowering the coercion he had released. The sudden surge of murderous intent caught him off guard, and he realized that his opponent possessed an exceptionally high level of murderous quality.
Zhao Wuji acknowledged that the young man behind him was skilled. He turned around and looked at Lu Yuan with a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
Lu Yuan expressed his desire to seek advice, but then hesitated. He explained that seeking advice meant more than just exchanging a few moves; it involved causing harm to the senior. Zhao Wuji laughed, recognizing the young man’s confidence but believing it to be overly ambitious to defeat him, the wielder of the “Great King Kong Bear” martial spirit known for its formidable offense and defense.
Zhao Wuji made a spontaneous decision, realizing he was eager to fight. He agreed to hold back slightly during their battle, as it wouldn’t affect Lu Yuan’s assessment alongside the others who passed the third level. He asked Lu Yuan if he could survive for the duration of a stick of incense and cause harm to him, offering a promise within his capabilities. Lu Yuan accepted the challenge.
Ma Hongjun, growing anxious, grabbed Lu Yuan, warning him about the terrifying power of a spirit saint in full combat. He reminded him of Zhao Wuji’s notorious reputation as the “King Dongming.”
Lu Yuan, undeterred, asked Ma Hongjun if he could help him prepare tactics. Ma Hongjun couldn’t fathom why tactics were being discussed, considering the vast gap in their power levels.
Lu Yuan’s request surprised him, and he blurted out in frustration. However, his surprise was due to a different reason altogether. Lu Yuan then revealed his true strength as a forty-sixth-level all-around spirit master with his martial spirit space, accompanied by the emergence of four black spirit rings.
Zhao Wuji’s eyes widened in surprise.
“Boy! What are you–” Zhao Wuji began to ask but quickly realized his mistake and abruptly stopped himself.
In the world of spirit masters, it is a major taboo to inquire about another spirit master’s cultivation privately. It can lead to animosity, pursuit, or even death, depending on the severity.
On the contrary, exchanging insights or experiences in practice does not breed any grudges. In simple terms, it’s not personal.
But Zhao Wuji’s mind was in turmoil.
A 12-year-old spirit sect.
An all-powerful spirit master.
Martial Spirit Space.
Four ten-thousand-year spirit rings.
The martial spirit appeared to be a pure elemental martial spirit that achieved cross-level absorption of the spirit rings.
As known to all, under similar circumstances, the spirit skills brought by ten-thousand-year spirit rings have a much greater effect than those of thousand-year spirit rings.
A hundred-thousand-year spirit ring is accompanied by two spirit skills. In other words, he could no longer view the young prodigy before him as just a spirit sect master. This young prodigy possessed at least the fighting power of a spirit king.
If the level of water released earlier was accurate, Zhao Wuji seriously doubted whether he would capsize in this small river today.
Of course, although a spirit master at the level of a spirit king could pose some trouble, it was limited to that. Harming him seemed impossible at all.
Zhao Wuji briefly assessed the disparity in combat power between them and suddenly felt that the conditions he had agreed to earlier were somewhat rash.
However, if such a genius were to join Shrek Academy, he would dare to say to the Pope of the Spirit Hall, face to face, “Your golden generation of the Spirit Hall is nothing!”
Of course, this was just Zhao Wuji’s imagination.
Not to mention that he still carried his wanted warrant from the Spirit Hall on his person. Even if he didn’t, the consequence of provoking the Pope was only one word—death.
Who knew how many Title Douluo were hidden in the Spirit Hall? Not being hunted down back then didn’t mean he couldn’t be hunted down in the future. But there was no need for that.
Sending a Titled Douluo to hunt down and kill him when he was still a Spirit Emperor was akin to using a sledgehammer to kill a mouse. The cost outweighed the gain.
Zhao Wuji stared at Lu Yuan as if he were gazing at a precious treasure.
“Boy, I will give my all in this battle!. If you can’t handle my attack, you must speak up immediately!”
Lu Yuan cupped his hands and replied, “Please!”
“Zhao Wuji, a seventy-sixth-level assault system spirit master, with a powerful martial spirt, King Kong Bear!”
Zhao Wuji produced a stick of incense out of nowhere, lit it with a pinch of his hand, casually tossed it, and inserted it into the empty space beside him.
Boom!
The ground beneath Lu Yuan’s feet exploded.
A black shadow, visible to the naked eye, shot toward Zhao Wuji like an arrow.
Zhao Wuji laughed, stomped hard, and launched a charge!
The two black shadows clashed and separated with a single touch.
Then they clashed again and separated again.
In just ten seconds, the two engaged in seven consecutive clashes!
Ma Hongjun stood at a distance, feeling helpless.
May I ask, as a great spirit master, what should one do better when a Spirit Sage fights a Spirit Sect?
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