Chapter 115 The First Form of the Golden Thirteen Halberds, Unpredictable Storms.
"So, this is Teacher Zhao's true strength?" Zhu Zhuqing said with some difficulty, her voice filled with disbelief and admiration.
It seems their previous assessment of Zhao Wuji's strength was far too low. Only when Zhao Wuji truly demonstrated his power did they realize how naive they had been.
As Zhao Wuji himself said, the previous exchange was just a game with them. It was only when Zhao Wuji used his third soul skill—Gravity Increase—that they truly experienced the power of the Immovable King.
Although Zhao Wuji had not yet revealed his full strength, it was enough to put immense pressure on the others besides Tang San and Huo Yuhao. They were completely suppressed by Zhao Wuji's soul power, unable to move, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on them, making even breathing difficult.
They tried their best to break free, but Zhao Wuji's strength was like an insurmountable mountain, rendering them unable to move.
Zhao Wuji's gaze slowly swept over Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing, who had already reached their limit. His words revealed a hint of concern: "You three girls should get off the field first. Judging from your condition, you definitely can't hold on any longer."
Although Zhao Wuji's voice was calm, it was filled with undeniable authority. He looked at the group, his eyes showing both sternness and tenderness.
After Zhao Wuji finished speaking, he slowly withdrew his soul power, signaling that Xiao Wu and the other two could leave.
As Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing retreated to the edge of the arena, Zhao Wuji's gaze refocused on Huo Yuhao and Tang San. A sly glint flashed in his eyes, and a malicious smile curled at the corner of his lips: "Alright, now it's just you two little monsters left. You have half an incense stick's time left. I hope you can hold on!"
No sooner had Zhao Wuji finished speaking than he unleashed his third soul skill, preparing to launch an attack with overwhelming momentum. However, just as Zhao Wuji was poised to strike, Huo Yuhao and Tang San mysteriously vanished once again.
"Heh, he claims to be a control-type Soul Master, yet he possesses such unpredictable movement techniques. Are all young people these days so cunning!"
As Zhao Wuji spoke, he activated his first soul skill—Immovable King Body.
A layer of dazzling golden light instantly enveloped Zhao Wuji's body, forming an indestructible defensive barrier that seemed impenetrable even to the dust in the air.
However, just as Zhao Wuji was concentrating on his defense, Tang San and Huo Yuhao suddenly appeared behind him.
Tang San gripped a trident formed from Blue Silver Grass tightly in his right hand, his gaze fixed on Zhao Wuji with a serious and resolute expression.
Huo Yuhao, on the other hand, maintained a relaxed demeanor, standing beside Tang San as if everything was under his control.
"What? You're not planning to use the Nine Absolute Techniques of Haotian?" Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow and asked Tang San through telepathy.
Tang San replied expressionlessly, "Didn't you also not use the Snow Emperor's Three Absolute Techniques?"
"You're not planning to use any hidden weapons either?" Huo Yuhao asked, somewhat surprised.
"It's just a friendly spar, not a fight to the death," Tang San replied calmly, without elaborating further. He adjusted his stance again and launched a new attack on Zhao Wuji.
Upon hearing Tang San's answer, Huo Yuhao visibly fell into deep thought. He could clearly sense that Tang San's emotions were calmer than before, and his divinity had been significantly enhanced.
Huo Yuhao thought to himself that Tang San had probably used his divine power to improve himself a lot over the past few years, which would make his divinity stronger and stronger. This would mean that Tang San would be more and more difficult to deal with in the future.
This made Huo Yuhao curious: Did Tang San bring the power of the Sea God or the Asura God with him in his rebirth? If it was the power of the Asura God, then Tang San in this life would probably be even more difficult to deal with than in the previous life.
However, considering these things now seemed premature, and Huo Yuhao decided to deal with the current situation first. He took a deep breath and refocused his attention on the battle at hand.
With this in mind, Huo Yuhao opened his storage soul tool. As he operated it, one after another, precise armor components slowly flew out of the soul tool. They rotated and docked in the air, eventually perfectly covering his limbs and torso.
This is a set of level 5 soul guide armor, which Huo Yuhao made before. The style is still the ice-level battle armor style that Huo Yuhao is familiar with, with blue and white as the main colors.
When Tang San saw Huo Yuhao wearing the Soul Guidance Armor, he couldn't help but turn around and glance at him, his brows furrowing slightly. Tang San had always held a disdainful attitude towards Soul Guidance technology, believing it to be nothing more than gimmicky tricks, not worth paying attention to.
Unexpectedly, even after being reborn, Huo Yuhao still enjoys tinkering with his gadgets.
In stark contrast to Tang San's dismissive attitude, everyone else present was deeply attracted by Huo Yuhao's exquisite soul-guided armor.
Especially Ning Rongrong, who knew that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was not only a powerful auxiliary soul tool, but also possessed the special ability to appraise treasures. Through the subtle feedback from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Ning Rongrong could clearly sense that the armor Huo Yuhao was wearing was no ordinary item, but must be an extremely precious treasure. She could even feel the powerful force contained within the armor.
Xiao Wu, on the other hand, was completely captivated by the appearance of Huo Yuhao's armor, her eyes sparkling with longing for its beauty.
Zhu Zhuqing was also captivated by Huo Yuhao's handsomeness, her kitten-like eyes filled with a mixture of wonder and admiration. She noticed that after Huo Yuhao donned his armor, his entire demeanor seemed to become even more dashing and imposing, radiating an indescribable charm.
While everyone was captivated by Huo Yuhao's magnificent armor, Tang San had already silently used his Ghost Shadow Steps technique, dashing forward swiftly like a ghost and arriving in front of Zhao Wuji in the blink of an eye.
Seeing Tang San charging towards him, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but grin, a smile that carried a hint of contempt and confidence.
He slowly raised his hands, and terrifying soul power rapidly condensed in his palms, forming a powerful aura.
"I really don't know if Tang San has lost his mind? How dare he confront me head-on?" Zhao Wuji thought to himself. He decided to teach Tang San a lesson and show him what the difference in strength really meant.
A sly glint flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes; he was ready to teach this arrogant brat a lesson.
However, Zhao Wuji's plan ultimately failed. Before Tang San could even get close, he swiftly thrust his Blue Silver Grass Trident forward, shouting, "Golden Thirteen Halberds, First Form: Unpredictable Storm!"
With Tang San's low shout, a powerful surge of soul energy erupted from the trident, forming an invisible binding force. This force swept out like a storm, giving everyone present an unprecedented sense of oppression.
Even Huo Yuhao couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.
He hadn't expected Tang San to be so familiar with the Golden Thirteen Halberds, able to use them even without the Sea God Trident.
Zhao Wuji was enveloped by the Unpredictable Storm skill in that instant, and his movements suddenly became stiff, as if time had been frozen.
However, Tang San paid a heavy price after unleashing the Unpredictable Storm. Because he didn't rely on the power of the Sea God and instead used his own soul power to unleash this powerful soul skill, eighty percent of Tang San's soul power was instantly drained, leaving him with no strength to continue the attack.
Moreover, the Unstable Storm in this state can only immobilize Zhao Wuji for a maximum of one second. Even so, one second is enough.
After all, Huo Yuhao was also facing Zhao Wuji alongside him. If Huo Yuhao couldn't even seize this opportunity, Tang San would probably be laughing in his dreams.
However, Huo Yuhao was clearly not going to miss the opportunity to fight. His eyes flashed with golden light, and Zhao Wuji's vision was plunged into darkness once again, as if the whole world had lost its color.
In that instant, Zhao Wuji felt a powerful spiritual force surging towards him like a tidal wave; it was Huo Yuhao launching another soul attack.
Immediately afterwards, Huo Yuhao's figure shot out like an arrow, carrying an unstoppable momentum, and crashed directly into Zhao Wuji.
This collision was none other than the ultimate technique of Bajiquan—Iron Mountain Lean. Huo Yuhao's movements were swift and precise, like an iron mountain suddenly collapsing while in motion, its momentum unstoppable. His body drew a graceful arc in the air, his power concentrated at a single point in an instant, unleashing astonishing destructive force.
While examining Odewmillwell's memories, Huo Yuhao not only learned many secrets of that world but also mastered many of its martial arts techniques. These skills and knowledge opened a completely new door for Huo Yuhao, giving him a deeper understanding and appreciation of combat.
This Iron Mountain Lean was exactly the kind he remembered. Huo Yuhao incorporated this technique into his own fighting style.
After being struck by this immense force, Zhao Wuji was sent flying backward like a leaf caught in a whirlwind. He traced an arc in the air before crashing heavily into a house behind him. The impact sent a deafening roar through the walls, kicking up dust and scattering bricks everywhere.
At this moment, only a quarter of the incense sticks on the ground had burned down.
(End of chapter)