章節 167: Chapter 162: A Self-contained Martial Soul Fusion Skill? This Guy Is Too Monstrous【3 Chapters】_1
"Boom!!"
A massive mushroom cloud rose from the ground and lingered for a long time.
Water and fire energies constantly collided with each other, producing a sizzling explosion sound.
Dust and smoke billowed throughout the Shrek Martial Arts Arena, and the ground kept trembling with aftershocks.
Zhao Wuji had already returned to human form and was cautiously dodging at a distance.
Watching the terrifying aftershocks in the arena, he couldn't help but twitch at the corners of his mouth, his eyes flickering with fear.
He patted his chest, trembling with residual fear, and sighed with relief, "Lucky for me, old Zhao, for running fast. Otherwise, one punch from that kid and I might have been dead."
"Cough, cough, cough!"
"Zhao Wuji, fuck your ancestors."
"Are you trying to shift the disaster onto me or what, get the hell out here right now."
Flander's cursing voice came from amidst the dust and smoke.
Zhao Wuji shrank his neck and didn't dare to respond.
A breeze blew by, and the dust cleared.
A Wu released her Soul Power and created a pink barrier to protect the watching girls.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and the other brother were all out of sorts, unloved by grandmothers and uncles alike.
They were askew and covered in dust.
A huge Four-eyed Cat Eagle with a wingspan of five meters floated in mid-air.
Its wings were damaged and bleeding profusely in several places.
It looked weak and extremely wretched.
The Cat Eagle's orange vertical pupils glared down, locking onto Zhao Wuji.
"Zhao Wuji, after so many years of friendship, you dare to screw me over!"
"If I hadn't reacted quickly and released my Martial Soul True Body in time to ascend and dodge, I would have been near crippled by that punch."
Zhao Wuji coughed, "Old Flander, listen to my explanation."
Flander was furious and without any grace, cursed loudly.
"I listen to your mother****."
Zhao Wuji didn't get annoyed by the scolding, touched his nose, and tried to calm things down, "Old Flander, don't be hasty, let's just calm down first. You're still fine, aren't you?"
The Cat Eagle landed on the ground and transformed back into human form.
Flander's clothes were torn, and his glasses were shattered.
His body had several burns and frostbites.
"Not fine?"
"Open your goddamn eyes and look, do I look fine to you?"
Flander felt so wronged; he had just come to watch the excitement.
Who would have thought disaster would strike from nowhere.
"Old Flander, it's not like you don't know how slow I am. If I took that hit from Luo Yu head-on, I would have definitely suffered a lot. I knew you were fast and could have a chance to dodge."
Flander glared, "Don't flatter me, our relationship is not that close."
Zhao Wuji put on a serious face, "Old Flander, actually, this whole thing started partly because of you. If you hadn't talked me into it at the beginning, I wouldn't have agreed to spar with Luo Yu."
"Hisss!"
"Now you're blaming me?"
"You're the one who boasted about being as immovable as a mountain, with an Iron Wall Unbreakable."
"You're the one who told Luo Yu to come at you with full force."
"Yes, and he listened to you. Then, right at the start, you ran faster than a rabbit."
"Alright, from now on you shouldn't be called Zhao Wuji, you might as well be called 'Zhao Run Run.'"
Zhao Wuji turned red-faced from Flander's reprimanding.
What Flander said was true, and he couldn't refute any of it.
Typical case of showing off only to be smacked down.
His face felt slapped red today.
In fact, he also felt wronged inside; who knew Luo Yu, once serious, could be so freakishly strong.
He'd seen all sorts of big scenes in his life.
Back in the day, even being chased by a bunch of peers dispatched from the Martial Soul Hall didn't faze him.
He just had never seen such an impressive Soul King.
Flander saw Zhao Wuji and grew even more irritated, his chest tight with anger.
"Old Zhao, who was it that previously claimed their defense was professional?"
"Wasn't it you?"
"You didn't even dare to take a punch from Luo Yu, I'm asking you, aren't you ashamed?"
"I think it's your running that's professional!"
Zhao Wuji found himself amidst an embarrassing atmosphere, continuously waving his hands, "Old Flander, I apologize to you, a sincere apology, let's not talk about it anymore, okay? It's too humiliating."
Flander kept a stern face, "No way, I'm not done with you."
"Alright, you two deans, it's not your fault; the blame should be on me."
A voice interjected to mediate, catching everyone's attention.
They all turned their heads to look.
Luo Yu's breath was calm, his clothes neat and tidy.
He stood there like a handsome and modest gentleman.
He seemed harmless to both humans and animals, but everyone was shocked to their core.
Looking at Luo Yu, their eyes were filled with complexity and astonishment.
Because at that moment, inside the Martial Arts Arena, there was a huge crater, with lingering water and fire energies still reacting inside, constantly reminding everyone of what had just happened.
Dean Flander was originally angry, but upon seeing Luo Yu speak, he immediately showed a kind face and said amicably, "Young friend Luo Yu, how can we blame you for this matter? It's all old Zhao's fault for being too cowardly to even take one of your moves."
"Tsk, why don't you try taking it yourself?" Zhao Wuji muttered.
"Shut up," Dean Flander glared, "didn't I just take it?"
Zhao Wuji pointed out, "But you dodged, didn't you?"
"That's still better than you, Zhao Runaway."
Xiaowu and the Zhu Zhuqing Sisters couldn't help but laugh out loud, finding the argument between the two deans amusing.
Ye Lingling took the opportunity to say, "Dean Flanders, I remember you were quite confident in Vice Dean Zhao just now. You can't abandon him now."
Dean Flander's face turned red.
He still remembered how he had assured Ye Lingling that Zhao Wuji would surely win.
Now, he felt extremely awkward.
Not wanting to deal with Zhao Wuji any longer, Flander pleasingly approached Luo Yu.
"Young friend Luo Yu, what was that move just now? How did it have such astonishing destructive power?"
"That was terrifying!"
The girls all glanced over, curious as well.
Luo Yu raised his arm and shook it, with no intention of hiding anything, satisfying everyone's curiosity.
"These two Dragon King Soul Bones each come with a soul skill. Since they are from the same origin, I combined them together for use, which should be equivalent to a Martial Soul Fusion Skill."
The people around were severely shocked.
Although Luo Yu put it lightly, they all understood how difficult his feat was.
A person performing a Martial Soul Fusion Skill on their own was simply unheard of throughout history.
Luo Yu could be said to have pioneered the use of intrinsic Martial Soul Fusion Skills.
There were no predecessors, and likely no one to follow.
But this helped them understand why that move just now was so powerful.
It must have taken a significant toll on Luo Yu as well.
Xiaowu, the Zhu Zhuqing Sisters, and Ning Rongrong all admired Luo Yu.
The man they liked was indeed the most outstanding and unique.
A Soul King could send Senior Soul Sages fleeing in all directions. They couldn't begin to imagine how terrifying Luo Yu would become when he takes another step up in strength.
While they were still struggling to defeat prodigies of their own generation,
Luo Yu already possessed the strength to defeat the older generation of experts.
A sense of urgency suddenly arose in their hearts.
They absolutely couldn't be just trophies; they really had to work hard.
"Whoosh!"
The blooming of a begonia, a gentle white light appeared.
Simultaneously falling upon Flander and Luo Yu, their depleted breaths rapidly recovered.
"Cough cough."
Ye Lingling's face turned pale.
She had previously performed a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with Ning Rongrong to aid Luo Yu.
Her vitality was damaged and had not yet recovered.
Now, activating her healing soul skill again made her even weaker.
"Lingling!" Luo Yu flashed over to support the demure girl in a white dress, rebuking lightly, "You haven't recovered yet, why force yourself to use a soul skill?"
"Why so fierce," Ye Lingling's pale lips quivered, "I just didn't want to see you get hurt."
Luo Yu was speechless, his heart warmed.
Dean Flander came over to thank the girl.
After experiencing this battle, everyone had a new understanding of Luo Yu's combat strength.
Dean Flander once again silently prayed for Brock.
Brock, I hope you don't get reckless with your disciple, or else no one can save you guys.
Isn't it good——
to be alive?
On Ning Rongrong's side, her eyes twinkled.
She was thinking that it was time to write a letter back home to her father.
She must let her father know about Brother Yu's existence.
Will her father be happy to learn that his daughter has someone in her heart?
Hehe.
He probably will be.
Meanwhile, Xiaowu pulled Luo Yu to one side, seemingly with something to say...
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