Soul Land: Power Of Space - 25. Not Half As Good As Me
The six individuals gathered together, exchanging uneasy glances. Each person wore a peculiar expression. Dai Mubai felt embarrassed as he glanced at Zhu Zhuqing.
Tang San hesitated to speak as he looked at Xiao Wu, then shifted his suspicious gaze towards Ma Hongjun.
Zhu Zhuqing, observing Dai Mubai’s dejected state, couldn’t help but glance at Lu Yuan in the distance. She sighed and shook her head, resting her forehead on her hand.
Ning Rongrong looked around in a daze, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the formidable lineup they were facing.
Six against one. It sounded impressive, but only if the “six” could stay united and not crumble from within before their attack landed.
“Allow me to introduce myself first,” Ning Rongrong spoke up, breaking the silence. “My name is Ning Rongrong, and my martial spirit is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tower. I possess a spirit power level of twenty-six.”
Following Ning Rongrong’s lead, everyone began introducing themselves.
“Tang San, spirit of Blue Silver Grass, spirit power level twenty-nine.”
“I’m Xiao Wu, martial spirit of a Soft Bone Rabbit, with a spirit power level of twenty-nine.”
“Zhu Zhuqing, martial spirit of a Ghost Civet, spirit power level twenty-seven.”
Dai Mubai coughed awkwardly, then spoke, “My name is Dai Mubai, my spirit is the White Tiger, and my spirit power level is thirty-seven. Don’t worry, leave the frontal assault to me.”
Sensing Zhu Zhuqing’s icy gaze, Dai Mubai restrained himself from using the title that was on the tip of his tongue. He vividly remembered the last time he had forcefully pushed her away in anger and didn’t want to make the same mistake again.
After Dai Mubai finished his introduction, silence enveloped the group. All eyes turned to Ma Hongjun, who sported a bruised nose and swollen face.
Ma Hongjun rolled his eyes and muttered, “I won’t bother introducing myself. Anyway, I’ll just get beaten up later, so let’s save our breath.”
“Giving up before the fight even begins. You’re well aware of your position!” Tang San sneered, the sarcasm evident in his words.
“What’s the use of your waste martial spirit, Blue Silver Grass? If Boss hadn’t stopped me, I would have turned you into a skewer with my Phoenix Fire Wire!”
Ma Hongjun retorted, defending himself. There was some truth in what he said. Not to mention Blue Silver Grass, even powerful plant-type martial spirits have the weakness of being vulnerable to fire. The only difference lies in how quickly they burn.
Tang San clenched his fists, defending his spirit, “Blue Silver Grass is not a waste spirit! You know in your heart whether it’s a waste martial spirit or not.”
“Enough arguing!” Ning Rongrong snapped, putting an end to the verbal spat between Ma Hongjun and Tang San before it escalated further.
The team’s composition wasn’t bad. It had strong attackers, agile fighters, control abilities, and support capabilities. However, for the time being, the team couldn’t unite as one cohesive force, giving Ning Rongrong a headache.
She waved her hand and said, “Does anyone know anything about our opponent?”
Although she addressed everyone, Ning Rongrong’s eyes focused on Ma Hongjun. The others weren’t sure, but if Ma Hongjun, their teammate and brother, claimed to be unaware of Lu Yuan’s spirit skills, Ning Rongrong wouldn’t believe it.
“He possesses a special spirit skill that allows him to evade physical attacks, but he can actively attack others while using it,” Dai Mubai answered, touching his Adam’s apple and revealing the information he knew.
As if struck by a sudden realization, Xiao Wu’s eyes lit up, and she raised her hand, saying, “He should also possess the ability to instantly travel long distances.”
“He’s twelve years old and has a spirit power level of forty-six,” Tang San continued the discussion.
“His martial spirit is space, making him an all-around spirit master. Before this battle, he had just fought Boss Zhao, and the result was our boss’s victory.”
Ma Hongjun smiled wryly, fully aware of why he had chosen to give up resistance. So what if six people joined forces? Despite having a balanced lineup on paper, their raw power was insufficient, and they would be defeated in one strike.
Dai Mubai’s complexion changed dramatically. He grabbed Ma Hongjun’s shoulders and shook him vigorously. “Fatty! Are you serious?”
“Of course I am,” Ma Hongjun replied, his expression bitter.
Dai Mubai released his grip with an ugly expression, remaining silent as he leaned against a nearby tree trunk, his head lowered.
Surprisingly, Ning Rongrong didn’t display any anger. The existence of a pure-element martial spirit in this world was questionable. Could it be that the opponent truly possessed a space-type martial spirit?
Even her grandfather, who was a powerful Titled Douluo, possessed a Bone Dragon spirit. Was it possible that the martial spirit of the young boy across from them was truly space?
Ah! It was not that Ning Rongrong underestimated their opponent, but the idea was simply too outrageous!
“So what if it’s the Spirit Sect?” Ning Rongrong declared, her confidence restored. “Our team has a thirty-seventh-level spirit master and two quasi-spirit masters at level twenty-nine, along with me, an auxiliary spirit master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, and Zhuqing.”
She reached out and grabbed Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing beside her, as if seeking reassurance. “Boss Zhao may be a Spirit Saint, level seventy-six, with a powerful Vajra Bear martial spirit known for its terrifying attack and defense capabilities.”
Dai Mubai closed his eyes and calmly recounted the information, then added, “We have little chance of winning. Even surviving a mere moment under his hands would be a luxury.”
“But we’re not without any chance of winning,” Tang San interrupted, standing up.
“His biggest weakness is his spirit power, as he is only at level forty-six. Our combined spirt power exceeds one hundred and fifty..Even if we trade three parts of our spirit power for one part of his, we can still emerge victorious.”
Lu Yuan’s ears twitched, and a slight smile appeared on his face, but it quickly vanished. It seemed the tactics had been discussed, and the six of them assumed their formation.
Dai Mubai took the lead, with Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing positioned on the sides. Tang San stood in the middle, while Ning Rongrong and Ma Hongjun guarded the rear.
“It seems you’re ready,” Lu Yuan chuckled. With a swift movement of his fingers, afterimages appeared as he lit an incense stick and placed it on the ground at a distance.
“The Seven Treasures are renowned for two aspects: strength and speed!” Ning Rongrong shouted coquettishly. Five colored lights shot out from the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda in her hand, enveloping Tang San and the others.
Ning Rongrong’s timing was impeccable. It was slightly ahead of schedule, carried a hint of anticipation, but remained within the rules.
Both speed and strength increased by thirty percent simultaneously. Even Dai Mubai, a prince among spirit masters, felt the tremendous boost for the first time.
“White Tiger King Kong Transformation!” Dai Mubai’s skin darkened, revealing black streaks. This was his third spirit ability and the only one that enhanced his own abilities. Within its half-hour duration, his strength, attack power, defense power, and resistance to abnormal states doubled.
Tang San remained motionless. An abundant amount of Blue Silver Grass spread rapidly from his feet. As a control-type spirit master, field control was essential, especially when expecting a battle of attrition. Although it consumed a significant amount of spirit power to manipulate the field, its effectiveness would increase as the battle progressed.
“White Tiger Intense Light Wave!” A white ball of light shot out from Dai Mubai’s mouth.
With eyes full of disbelief, Ning Rongrong saw four black spirit rings suddenly appear. They attached themselves to his body, acting as boosters once again. This was the prelude to opening his power.
The manipulation of space required an enormous amount of spirit power. Since awakening his martial spirit, Lu Yuan had never reached his full spirit power potential.
“Be silent!” Silver radiance glimmered on Lu Yuan’s fingertips, and a circle of silver ripples emanated through the air. This time, the ripples were different from before. Tang San and the others could clearly see the regular and irregular patterns.
Lu Yuan took a deep breath, instantly halving the spirit power within his body. His ten fingers clenched as if grasping something, and he forcefully lifted it up.
The semi-circular transparent barrier acted like a large hood, trapping Tang San and the others within. It was a Domain like a prison formed from drawing the ground.
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