Kapitel 129: Chapter 129: The Resolve to Face Death is Needed to Defeat Me
The invisible wind blew, gradually accelerating and becoming violent, causing a loud howling sound that could be clearly heard by everyone.
"Is this another ability of Zeng Yi?" The GrandMaster's gaze seemed somewhat dull as he looked at the roaring tornado in the field, mumbling to himself.
The Master looked at Zeng Yi as if he was looking at a monster. The symbiotic martial soul already placed Zeng Yi above his peers. However, he did not expect that this martial soul also had the ability to control the wind.
Is this the advantage of the symbiotic martial soul mutated from the twin martial souls?
This is no weaker than a twin martial soul. Wind can even be treated as an independent martial soul! An elemental wind martial soul, this is the ultimate elemental, wind!
Ronin Sword possesses the utmost speed of the wind and the utmost attack of a sword. It can be said to be a perfect martial soul.
As for defense, although he doesn't understand sword techniques, he knows that swordsmen usually prioritize offense as defense.
Watching the howling wind, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but swallow saliva.
This scene reminded him of the battle between Zeng Yi and Dai Mubai in Suotuo Soul Arena. The sword move that Zeng Yi used at that time was absolutely terrifying to even think about.
He wouldn't be planning to use that move, right?
Ma Hongjun started to panic. Not only him, but everyone else also wore solemn expressions.
At this moment, they realized that Zeng Yi hadn't been serious at all before.
Now, the real battle was about to begin.
"The resolve to face death is needed to defeat me."
As soon as these words fell, Zeng Yi's body instantly charged towards the six of them. Not only his body, but also three flying swords tore through the air like streaks of light, shooting respectively towards Xiao Wu, Tang San, and Dai Mubai.
Then, Ronin Sword swung, two blue sword auras were sent out from the blade, attacking Zhu Zhuqing and Ma Hongjun at lightning speed.
Seeing the ferocious flying swords, Tang San quickly evaded. But in the blink of an eye, he, who had been observing the field all along, suddenly neglected a crucial piece of information.
There were six of them, but Zeng Yi attacked five people. Who was the last person?
Tang San couldn't help but shudder. He immediately shouted, "Be careful, Oscar!"
But Zeng Yi's speed was incredibly fast. By the time Tang San noticed, it was already too late.
[Forward Steps Slash]
In an instant, Zeng Yi used his spirit ability to move to Oscar's side.
Looking at Zeng Yi's merciless silver eyes staring at him, the intimidating aura enveloping his body, Oscar felt his soul trembling.
I'm going to die, I'm going to die!
Oscar's face was filled with immense horror. As a auxiliary spirit master, he didn't even have the ability to resist.
"Step aside."
A indifferent voice rang out, devoid of any emotion, like the voice of death.
Oscar felt a cold gust of wind brushing against his neck, as if his soul had been severed in half.
Was this the feeling of death?
Zeng Yi's figure flashed past Oscar without any pause, and then he charged towards Ma Hongjun.
"Oscar!"
When the others saw Oscar collapsing weakly on the ground, their eyes filled with rage and they were overwhelmed with anger.
We are classmates, why do we have to do this?
"Ah!"
Dai Mubai clenched his fists tightly and roared in anger, rushing towards Zeng Yi.
The others also lost their footing, and all attacked Zeng Yi with all their might.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Tang San angrily used his hidden weapons, dozens of steel needles flew towards Zeng Yi like a storm.
And on Tang San's back, eight ferocious spider legs sprouted out, propping up his body. The eight sharp legs replaced Tang San's feet, using the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, a unique skill of the Tang Sect. He rapidly charged towards Zeng Yi with an odd stepping pattern, leaving trails of speed in the field.
Zeng Yi swung Ronin Sword, and a large surge of rapidly circulating high-pressure air gushed upward, forming a visible wind barrier.
The hidden weapons struck the wind barrier, only to be suspended in mid-air by the rapid airflow pressure before falling to the ground.
Looking at the group, a contemptuous smile appeared on Zeng Yi's indifferent face.
To be angered to the point of losing composure, you are all still too young.
The deep purple soul ring on his body instantly emitted a brilliant light. His third spirit ability, Sword Domain, was activated, instantly increasing the strength by fifty percent. And anyone within ten meters of Zeng Yi had their soul power suppressed by him.
Given the difference in strength between Zeng Yi and these people, he could suppress twenty percent of their strength.
This was the terrifying aspect of domain skills.
The only downside was that the duration was very short. With Zeng Yi's current soul power, it could only last for about five minutes.
But for Zeng Yi, he didn't need five minutes. One minute! No! Thirty seconds would be enough.
With a thought, the three flying swords all charged towards Tang San, momentarily stopping the person with the strongest strength among them.
And in that instant, Zeng Yi made his move.
Zeng Yi's figure flickered like lightning, moving instantaneously between Zhu Zhuqing, Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and Xiao Wu. He was as fast as the wind, and only a fleeting silver figure could be seen in the air.
That silver figure was the glimmer of a flashing blade from Ronin Sword.
One second!
In a split second, Zeng Yi's figure passed through the four of them. With his speed, they didn't even have the ability to resist, only seeing a fleeting black shadow in their field of vision and feeling a gentle breeze brushing past their necks, carrying the touch of death.
They stopped, standing motionless in their original positions, as if they had lost all vitality.
The only opponent left was Tang San.
Breaking free from the three flying swords tangled around him, Tang San's gaze fell upon Xiao Wu's current state, feeling as if his heart had been cut with a knife, making him indescribably uncomfortable, pained, filled with endless anger.
"Zeng Yi!!!"
Tang San's expression distorted in anger, a ferocious and terrifying look in his eyes as he shouted at Zeng Yi, his voice filled with murderous intent.
All of his hidden weapons were shot out, raining down on Zeng Yi like a storm.
Facing these hidden weapons, Zeng Yi showed no fear. Since the moment Tang San threw the hidden weapons, Zeng Yi had already determined their flight paths through the air currents. His speed made it effortless to dodge these hidden weapons.
A three-meter-long blue sword aura, mixed with the raging wind, howled as it slashed towards Tang San.
[Winds of Decisive Slash!]
The sword aura of the gale struck down the hidden weapons, causing them to be deflected and fall to the ground.
Looking at everyone, Zeng Yi's indifferent face curved into a disdainful smile.
You lost control because you were enraged. You are all still too young.
His deep purple soul ring flashed brightly, and his third spirit ability, Sword Domain, was activated!
In an instant, Zeng Yi's figure crossed paths with Tang San. At this moment, Tang San held a black hammer in his hands, which exuded a tremendous power aimed at Zeng Yi.
Even without contact, Zeng Yi could feel the immense strength of this black hammer.
Is this the Clear Sky Hammer, the No. 1 martial soul in the world?
Looking at Tang San's angry expression, Zeng Yi couldn't help but find it amusing.
Were you driven to go all out because of Xiao Wu? But that doesn't change your defeat.
In the face of absolute strength, courage and determination alone cannot change anything!
I told you, without the resolve to face death, you have no chance of winning against me.
Even if you're Tang San, the protagonist.
[Forward Steps Slash]
In an instant, Tang San's and Zeng Yi's figures crossed each other, facing away from each other, both still in their charging positions.
The howling wind ceased, and fallen leaves drifted down, causing the fierce sword momentum in the field to disappear instantly.
Outside the arena, Ning Rongrong and the teachers stared intently at the people inside, not daring to make a sound.
At this moment, a thin red line appeared on Tang San's neck, and his eyes were filled with an expression of disbelief.
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