Chapter 79: Battle Against the Soul King, Three Thousand Thunderbolts Strikes, My Body Transforms into Three Thousand!
As his thoughts raced, Ye Tianchen's fist landed on the ice crystal shield in front of him.
"Snap!!"
A crisp breaking sound rang out.
Wang Mufeng's eyes, which had been narrowed, suddenly widened.
In his sight, the ice crystal shield he was so proud of was as fragile as a piece of paper in front of Ye Tianchen's fist.
Cracks spread rapidly from the point of impact, covering the entire shield surface in the blink of an eye.
"Splash!"
Before he could even take a breath, the shield shattered completely, turning into countless ice crystals that scattered in all directions!
His pupils suddenly contracted, and Wang Mufeng instinctively tried to back away, but it was too late.
At that moment, Ye Tianchen's fist had already slammed solidly into his lower abdomen!
"Bang!"
With a dull thud, Wang Mufeng was sent flying backward!
A sharp pain shot through his lower abdomen, like being struck head-on by a charging rhinoceros.
Following closely behind was the tearing and numbing sensation of an electric current passing through his body.
His limbs convulsed violently, and he let out a painful groan before crashing heavily to the ground.
Xue Beng and his companions were dumbfounded by what they were seeing.
They looked at Wang Mufeng rolling on the ground, then at the boy who was still standing there as if he hadn't done anything, and their minds went blank.
Teacher Wang... the Five Rings Soul King... was sent flying with a single punch?
Xue Beng rubbed his eyes, then rubbed them again, thinking he was hallucinating.
But everything before him clearly told him—this was not an illusion.
That commoner boy in tattered clothes really did send the Soul King flying with a single punch!
Fortunately, the Ice Horned Sheep is a martial soul that combines offense and defense. After a brief twitch, Wang Mufeng struggled to stand up again.
Although he looked a bit disheveled, he didn't appear to be seriously injured.
He clutched his aching lower abdomen, panting heavily, and the contempt he had shown before was gone from his gaze as he looked at Ye Tianchen.
Instead, there was solemnity.
"Who...who exactly are you?"
His voice was hoarse, filled with barely suppressed shock.
How could a level 43 Soul Sect shatter his second Spirit Skill with a single punch and still leave him in such a sorry state?
How is this possible?!
Ye Tianchen did not answer.
He simply stared at Wang Mufeng, his gaze so calm it was chilling.
Wang Mufeng gritted his teeth.
Regardless of this kid's background, he wouldn't swallow this insult!
Beneath his feet, the first and fourth spirit rings lit up simultaneously!
Fourth Spirit Skill - Ice Armor Possession!
The moisture in the air condensed wildly, turning into countless tiny ice crystals that, drawn by the soul power, covered Wang Mufeng's body.
The ice crystals piled up and merged, transforming in the blink of an eye into a set of close-fitting crystal armor!
The armor was crystal clear, gleaming with a faint blue light, and protected him completely from head to toe.
First Spirit Skill - Ice Horn Charge!
The pair of spiraling ram horns on his head suddenly burst forth with a dazzling blue light!
In the light, he shot towards Ye Tianchen like a blue lightning bolt!
The speed was astonishing!
Wherever he went, the moisture in the air was constantly frozen, leaving two clearly visible snow tracks behind him!
The surrounding temperature plummeted, and the ground began to freeze!
Xue Beng and the others couldn't help but shiver.
Wang Mufeng was very confident in his speed.
He went all out with this attack! Even a Soul King of the same level wouldn't dare to take it head-on!
However--
His horns never seemed to make a real impact.
He looked up in confusion, but there was no one in front of him; Ye Tianchen had vanished without a trace.
"Not bad."
A soft voice came from behind.
"Unfortunately, it was a little slow."
Wang Mufeng's pupils contracted sharply, and then he turned around abruptly!
Three zhang behind him, Ye Tianchen stood there unharmed, looking at him with a half-smile.
When did he go there?!
Wang Mufeng's mind went blank.
But the next second, his gaze fell on Ye Tianchen's feet, and his pupils contracted violently again!
Black! A ten-thousand-year spirit ring!
And it's only the fourth spirit ring!
A four-ring Soul Master, and his fourth spirit ring is already ten thousand years old?!
Ye Tianchen's youth and the ten-thousand-year spirit ring beneath his feet made Wang Mufeng realize that the other party's identity was definitely not simple.
It's true that geniuses might emerge from among ordinary people, but it's absolutely impossible for a genius from an ordinary background to have a ten-thousand-year spirit ring to absorb when breaking through to the Soul Master level.
Therefore, he was certain that Ye Tianchen's identity was not simple and that he was definitely not someone he could afford to offend!
The hostility in his heart receded like a tide in that instant, and Wang Mufeng had the idea of showing goodwill.
But his decision to extend goodwill seemed a little too late, because Ye Tianchen, who was opposite him, made a move.
The jet-black, ten-thousand-year spirit ring beneath his feet suddenly burst forth with dazzling light!
Fourth Spirit Skill: Three Thousand Thunderbolts!
"Boom--!"
Golden lightning exploded!
Ye Tianchen's figure suddenly disappeared from Wang Mufeng's and the other students' sight.
No, it didn't disappear.
It transformed into countless paths!
The countless figures, overwhelming and swarming, attacked Wang Mufeng!
Each figure was accompanied by golden lightning, and each figure was so lifelike that it seemed to be the real thing!
Enveloped by these densely packed golden figures, Wang Mufeng had no chance to dodge. He could only silently pray that his fourth spirit skill's defensive power was sufficient.
"Bang bang bang bang bang bang-!"
The dense, thunderous impacts sounded like a torrential downpour! The sounds were so fast and so frequent that they formed a continuous cascade, making one's eardrums ache!
Wang Mufeng stood still, enduring attacks from all directions.
They all appeared to be illusions, but only the one being attacked knew that those densely packed figures were all real bodies!
Every single strike was real!
In just three seconds, he had already endured no fewer than thousands of attacks!
Three seconds later.
The countless figures vanished, but Ye Tianchen remained standing in the same spot, as if his transformation into three thousand bodies was merely an illusion.
Wang Mufeng also stood in place, his ice armor appearing completely undamaged.
However, the next second...
"Splash!"
The armor shattered with a crash! It turned into countless ice crystals, scattering in all directions!
Wang Mufeng rolled his eyes and fell straight down.
"Bang!"
He fell heavily to the ground and lost consciousness completely.
The moment Wang Mufeng fell, the minds of Xue Beng and the others went completely blank.
A few breaths later, Xue Beng rushed into the Academy without looking back.
Awakened by his movement, the remaining students, pale-faced, followed closely behind, moving so fast they wished their parents had given them more legs.
Ye Tianchen ignored the fleeing group; he simply stared at the gate of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy, his brows slightly furrowed.
Or should he just barge in? That seemed a bit too high-profile.
Continuing to wait seemed unrealistic; should he just call for someone?
Just as Ye Tianchen was pondering, three powerful soul energies shot up from the depths of the Academy!
The immense soul power, as vast as the sea and carrying a suffocating pressure, was rapidly approaching the Academy gate!
They were stronger than Zhao Wujie, whom he had faced, but weaker than Dugu Bo. Clearly, the newcomers were three Soul Douluos.
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