"Level 76 Soul Saint?" The pupils of Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing and others shrank almost at the same time.
Even Ning Rongrong, who often saw top-level powerhouses like Titled Douluo, was shocked.
They were about to engage a Soul Sage. Ning Rongrong, with her vast experience, knew just how powerful a Soul Sage could be. Even facing an army of ten thousand, a Soul Sage could move freely within it.
Soul Saints already have the seventh soul skill, the Martial Soul True Body. With or without the Martial Soul True Body, combat power is completely different.
Fighting against such a strong man, their chances of winning are extremely low, but if they just drag it out for an incense stick,
Ning Rongrong looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who was standing beside her with a calm expression, and suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. She didn't know why, but even though Ye Zhiqiu was only a Soul Master, she still had great confidence in him.
Dai Mubai looked around at everyone's expressions, and when he saw Ye Zhiqiu, he frowned. Ye Zhiqiu was too calm, and looked indifferent.
Maybe it's just a broken jar!
Dai Mubai sighed and said, "Let me briefly introduce you to Teacher Zhao's strengths. As for how to cooperate with him later, it's up to you."
"Teacher Zhao's martial spirit is the Mighty King Kong Bear, a powerful beast martial spirit that combines attack and defense. Even a soul master of the same level would find it difficult to break his defense. In Douluo Continent, he has the nickname of Acala, which shows how strong his defense is. The only thing he lacks is probably his speed, but..." Having said that, Dai Mubai glanced at Ye Zhiqiu. With this man's speed, maybe he can withstand a few moves from Teacher Zhao? Unfortunately, his mentality doesn't seem to be good enough.
"But there is a huge gap in spiritual power between you and Teacher Zhao, so this advantage is naturally gone. Maybe he can hold on a little longer, maneuver around and delay time." At the end, Dai Mubai pointed at Ye Zhiqiu.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Ye Zhiqiu smiled and said, "No need to look at me, just continue discussing."
In fact, Ye Zhiqiu felt that holding out for an incense stick was too easy. He could use Flying Thunder God to tire Zhao Wuji to death without him being able to touch the edge of his clothes. He could also create a clone to play with Zhao Wuji while he went to Soto City for a cold drink. By then, it would be almost time for him to return.
But Tang San, Ning Rongrong, and the others had never fought against a high-level spirit master before, so this was a good opportunity to train them. Ye Zhiqiu naturally had to stay behind, just in case, to prevent them from getting injured like in the original novel.
"What do you mean we should continue the discussion? Aren't you going to assess me? Could you please be more careful?" Dai Mubai said speechlessly. If he hadn't wanted Zhu Zhuqing to stay, he wouldn't have wasted so much time talking.
"Okay, stop arguing. The incense is halfway burned. Without further ado, let's all introduce our own martial spirits and see how we can cooperate to better pass the test." Tang San frowned. He didn't want to fail the test and disappoint his teacher.
Xiao Wu was the first to speak. "My name is Xiao Wu, my martial spirit is Soft Bone Rabbit. I'm a level 29 offensive spirit master."
"Tang San, spirit soul Blue Silver Grass. Level 29 control-type spirit master." Tang San was the second to introduce himself after Xiao Wu.
Zhu Zhuqing's expression remained indifferent, even when introducing herself. She hesitated for a moment, then said in a cold voice, "Zhu Zhuqing, Beast Martial Soul: Netherworld Spirit Cat. Level 27 Agility Attack Spirit Master."
"Then it's my turn. Actually, all four of us know each other, but it's mainly because of you." Ning Rongrong smiled at Zhu Zhuqing with narrowed eyes and said, "My name is Ning Rongrong, my martial spirit is the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda. I'm a level 28 auxiliary weapon spirit master."
Seven Treasures Glazed Tower?
A hint of surprise flashed across Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing's originally calm eyes.
This spirit was incredibly famous in Douluo Continent. Known as the continent's top auxiliary weapon spirit, I hadn't expected to see it during the Shrek Academy assessment.
"Aqiu, it's your turn now. Hurry up and finish introducing the strategy." Tang San urged.
"What's the rush?" Ye Zhi rolled his eyes. Xiao San seemed to be taking this assessment very seriously. Would it be bad if he started performing later? Should he just start right away or go through the formalities?
"Ye Zhiqiu, my main spirit is the Sharingan. As for which direction of development of my soul master I am, I don't know either. You can consider me a strong attack type, or a quick attack type, emmm, in fact, a defensive type is also possible. My soul power is level 40, a combat soul master, and I only need one soul ring to become a soul lord." Ye Zhiqiu smiled and touched the back of his head, looking like I am an honest man and will not lie to you.
Dai Mubai:
Zhu Zhuqing:
Even Tang San and the others, who knew Ye Zhiqiu well, were stunned. "You can do power attack, agility attack, defense? Why don't you just say you're all-around?" And when the hell did you reach level 40? Are you cheating? You're definitely cheating, right? Bro, are you selling me cheats?
"Are you really level 40? How is that possible? I was only level 36 when I was 15. How could you be level 40 at the age of 12?" Dai Mubai said in a lost voice.
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes also flashed, and she looked suspicious.
Level 40 soul power at the age of 12 is indeed a bit hard to accept. If it is true, then what are these soul masters who are called geniuses?
Ye Zhiqiu had a blank expression on his face and did not reply. Facts will prove everything. You can doubt it if you want.
Ning Rongrong, who was devoted to Ye Zhiqiu, was not happy. "What do you mean? Are you saying my boyfriend is a liar?" Although I don't quite believe it, it's not something you can say.
"Just because you're not good enough doesn't mean Qiu can't be either. Don't compare yourself with him." Ning Rongrong puffed out her cheeks and said angrily.
Dai Mubai glanced at Ning Rongrong speechlessly and stepped aside. "The incense is almost burnt out. You'd better quickly arrange your tactics."
Tang San hurriedly glanced at the Tibetan incense stuck in the stone. Indeed, it had already burned to the bottom. "No time to explain. Xiao Wu will be the main attacker, A Qiu and Zhu Zhuqing will support from the flanks, I will be the main control in the middle, trying to limit Teacher Zhao's movements. Rong Rong will assist from the rear. Is there anything else you need?"
"No," Xiao Wu and the others responded.
Ye Zhiqiu frowned and said, "Wait, there's something I need to tell you." Ye Zhiqiu looked at Xiao Wu and said, "Don't use your second soul skill, Charm, on Teacher Zhao. The difference in your mental strength is too great. This move will not be effective and will backfire on you. Do you understand?"
"Yeah!" Xiao Wu nodded, not quite understanding.
"That's it, prepare for battle according to the plan." Seeing that Ye Zhiqiu had given the instructions, Tang San's expression suddenly became much more serious.
In such a short time, Tang San could only formulate this simple tactic. As for its effectiveness, in fact, he himself had no confidence and could only do his best and leave it to fate.
Being a level 76 Soul Saint was still too much pressure for Tang San.
"Looks like you've finished your discussion?" Zhao Wuji stood up from his recliner, grinning with a relaxed expression. He had a rough appearance, a burly build, and was half-dressed.
This smile made him look like a bandit leader, giving people the illusion that he was going to rob people.
"Teacher Zhao, we have discussed it and we can start now." Tang San, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, said solemnly.
At this time, the five of them were positioned as follows: Xiao Wu was in the front, with Ye Zhiqiu and Zhu Zhuqing supporting them on the left and right, Tang San was in the middle restricting the Blue Silver Grass, and Ning Rongrong was assisting from the back. They had barely formed the prototype of a team.