After hearing Wukong's soul power level, Tang San and Xiao Wu didn't show much reaction, only a slight fear.
Dai Mubai, however, was very excited. His soul power level was 37, while Wukong's was 35. This whole two-level difference made Dai Mubai feel a little overconfident, thinking he could do it again.
Ning Rongrong looked at Wukong curiously, thinking, "This little brother in front of me is handsome, strong, and has such great talent."
"And such a fantastic soul ring configuration."
"If he were my boyfriend, that would be nice."
At this, Ning Rongrong's face flushed slightly. "No, no, no, how can I sell myself so easily?"
But Zhu Zhuqing felt guilty. Originally, her man had been dozens of levels ahead of her, but now his level was three lower than hers. This feeling was really unpleasant.
"Alright, alright, let's ditch the plan. Just go up there and bash him with our fists! Who's afraid of his hammer?" Wukong said to the others.
"Oh, right, and you, the little beauty from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect." Wukong addressed Ning Rongrong.
"Little beauty? Are you talking to me?" Ning Rongrong responded to Wukong, hearing his voice. "Go ahead, what's up, handsome?"
Ning Rongrong was quite happy to hear this. Many people in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had called her that before, and she wasn't unfamiliar with wealthy young masters and handsome guys. But Wukong was different. Wukong's looks were beyond the ordinary, both ordinary and elegant, with a brilliant and graceful aura.
He was practically the top choice for a boyfriend.
At that moment, Ning Rongrong felt like she was falling in love.
"Your name's Ning Rongrong, right?" Wukong, though he already knew her name, still played along.
"You're currently at level 26. If you use your amplification, you should be able to boost by 30%, right?" Wukong looked at Ning Rongrong, awaiting her answer. After all, he hadn't watched Douluo for a while and had forgotten how much the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could amplify per level.
"Mm-hmm, I can indeed boost by 30% right now." Ning Rongrong blinked, speaking to Wukong without any reservation.
"Whoa! 30%? Okay, I'm invincible then." Wukong said with supreme confidence.
"Let's not debate this anymore. Let's just go fight. I'll give you guys pointers during the battle."
Everyone was puzzled by Wukong's words.
Their opponent this time was a Soul Sage, over level seventy. Without discussing tactics, how were they supposed to fight?
"This guy is still too arrogant," Tang San sighed.
What he didn't know was that he himself was the most arrogant.
Wukong turned and walked towards Zhao Wuji. Before leaving, he didn't forget to instruct Ning Rongrong, "Use all your support skills on me later. Trust me, I can lead you all to victory."
"Okay, okay!" Ning Rongrong agreed readily. If a cute boy was going to carry her to victory, of course she would give him all her support. Besides, his Soul Ring configuration and talent were so strong; it was definitely worth it.
Watching the two of them chatting and laughing, Tang San felt ignored, while Zhu Zhuqing thought Ning Rongrong was truly annoying.
No doubt about it, the vinegar jar was overflowing. Otherwise, how could the air be so thick with the smell of vinegar?
"Alright, alright, we're done discussing. Can we start the fight now, Instructor?" Wukong said with a chuckle.
He immediately coated his hands with Armament Haki, assuming a battle stance.
Wukong didn't plan to use his Martial Soul because its skills were almost all super-powered enhancements and attacks.
This time, he intended to hone his physical combat skills. After all, the only one who used weapons on the Saiyan path was Trunks, and Wukong didn't want to be the second.
"Oh, that fast?" Zhao Wuji was surprised by their discussion. They had finished so quickly; could it be that he was really so easily understood?
"Hey, Honey!" Wukong suddenly seemed to remember something, calling out to Zhu Zhuqing.
This shout made Zhu Zhuqing blush, especially with so many people around.
"This shameless idiot is being shameless, does he want to drag me down with him? Ads by Pubfuture Pubfuture Ads But...
I'm quite happy to let him drag me along."
Zhu Zhuqing wasn't thinking about anything else; she was carefully listening to what Wukong had to say to her. They were about to fight, so it should be something important.
"When we start fighting later, use the Sky Dance Technique and your fastest speed to kite Zhao-laoshi. Scratch him and then run away, scratch him and run away, that kind of thing."
"Remember, don't get bogged down in the fight. Scratch him and run. Trust me, he definitely won't be able to catch you." Wukong was very serious as he arranged the tactics and techniques for Zhu Zhuqing.
And Zhu Zhuqing replied, "Okay, I understand. You be careful too."
Watching Wukong's intimate address to Zhu Zhuqing and their conversation, Zhu Zhuqing's face flushed with a honey-colored blush.
Dai Mubai felt like he couldn't hold back anymore. He couldn't stand this betrayal, so this son of a turtle wanted to trip up Wukong.
"Damn it! If it weren't for him, I'd be the one exchanging sweet glances with Zhu Zhuqing! Why!"
Dai Mubai roared inwardly, helpless.
"Let's begin!" Wukong shouted.
"Soul skills are indiscriminate, watch out, kid!" Zhao Wuji heard this and immediately prepared to face Wukong's attack.
"Alright, everyone listen to…" Tang San started to speak, intending to direct the others, but Wukong shut him down with a single sentence.
"Alright, shut up, we'll each fight our own battles." Wukong activated the Sky Dance Technique, leaping forward, intending to directly engage Zhao Wuji in a physical fight.
Tang San: "…"
"Hmph, kid, are you looking for death?" Zhao Wuji snorted in anger. No one had ever dared to go head-to-head with him before.
"How would we know if we don't try?"
Wukong, flying forward, threw a left hook, aiming directly for Zhao Wuji's face.
But he didn't expect Zhao Wuji's physical speed to be quite good, and he easily dodged the blow.
"Kid, with this level of attack, you think you can… Ugh!" Zhao Wuji had just started to mock when, unexpectedly, Wukong's fist that had just been dodged swung hard towards Zhao Wuji's face again.
Thump!
He sent Zhao Wuji flying five meters away, creating a rather deep pit.
"Teacher Zhao, you underestimated me."
"You didn't really think I'd make such a basic mistake, did you? If I were to hit, how could I aim for your face? I should aim for a more obvious target." Wukong promptly corrected Zhao Wuji's mistake, explaining his previous move.
Everyone behind them stared at Wukong with the eyes of someone looking at a monster. He'd sent a Soul Sage, a power-attack type with over 70 levels, flying with a single punch. Are you a monster?
Dai Mubai retracted his previous disdain for Wukong, feeling incredibly insignificant.
Ning Rongrong, standing at the back, had her beautiful eyes wide open, her mouth agape. Just now, she thought Wukong's promise of victory was just talk. She hadn't expected him to actually possess such strength.
Ning Rongrong's heart instantly bloomed with joy as her two yellow Soul Rings shone. Several golden rays of light directly covered Wukong.
"Seven Treasures: First, Strength; Second, Speed!"
Currently, Ning Rongrong was at level 26 and could provide a 30% boost. Wukong's base strength, due to the awakening of Super Saiyan, was 100,000 jin. Even the punch he'd just thrown at Zhao Wuji had been slightly restrained.
With 100,000 jin, plus a 30% increase, Wukong's current strength was 130,000 jin. If he punched the ground with that, the area would probably shatter.
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