Chapter 143: A Thunderous Strike!
After receiving Yu Tianlin's signal, Tang San withdrew the Blue Silver Grass surrounding him, revealing Yu Tianlin's concealed figure.
Yu Tianlin was slightly bent forward. His fierce right claw crackled with dazzling blue lightning. Above that claw, lightning power gathered into the shape of a dragon claw, and his entire arm released a razor sharp aura, giving off a feeling of unstoppable force.
This was the strongest single target attack Yu Tianlin had ever envisioned using, his self created Spirit Skill, Dragon Transformation Thunder Claw. When combined with his current state, it could unleash terrifying power.
Now, it was time to let Zhao Wuji test it.
Although Zhao Wuji's Immovable King Body offered strong overall defense, it still protected every part of his body. As long as a single point could be pierced by an overwhelming penetrating strike, the chance of success would be extremely high.
"You're enjoying yourself, aren't you? Fine. I'll make you enjoy it even more!"
Yu Tianlin grinned at Zhao Wuji, then charged. His whole body turned into a streak of lightning, his speed exploding in an instant.
"Immovable King, is it? Today, I'll break your Immovable King Body!"
Zhao Wuji sensed danger and roared, pushing Immovable King Body and Vajra Palm to their limits. Golden light flared as he raised his fan like palms in front of him, preparing to block Yu Tianlin's strike and counterattack.
"Opportunity!"
Just as Yu Tianlin unleashed his full power and was about to collide with Zhao Wuji, Tang San and Xiao Wu seized the timing. Their second Spirit Rings flashed at the same moment.
Blue Silver Grass Parasitism activated. The seed Tang San had left on Zhao Wuji exploded into growth, binding him tightly and halting his movements for an instant.
Xiao Wu's eyes turned blood red as she stared straight at Zhao Wuji. Charm erupted, making his mind jolt and his head spin.
Mental disruption and physical restraint stacked together, producing an effect far beyond simple addition. Even though they were only 2 hundred year Spirit Skills, their combined control was comparable to a thousand year level impact.
Even Zhao Wuji could not avoid being affected.
Zhao Wuji was shocked by the "bewitching Spirit Skill." Golden light burst from his eyes as he forcibly shattered Xiao Wu's Charm.
The backlash hit Xiao Wu immediately. Blood seeped from the corners of her mouth and nose, and she collapsed.
In the instant the Charm was broken, Zhao Wuji surged with power and yanked both arms outward, tearing apart the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around his body.
But that very movement opened him up.
Yu Tianlin was already there.
"Break!"
Yu Tianlin roared, borrowing the momentum of his charge as he drove his right hand, carrying violent lightning and a killing sharp aura, straight into Zhao Wuji's abdomen.
"Not good, Immovable King Body can't block it!"
The moment the strike closed in, Zhao Wuji understood. His first Spirit Skill alone was not enough to defend against this.
But it was too late. His palms could not come up in time. Injury was unavoidable, and it would be a serious one.
Being injured by a kid, with blood no less, was unacceptable. Absolutely unacceptable. It would be too humiliating.
In that split second, Zhao Wuji's mind ran at an unprecedented speed and made a decision.
Yu Tianlin's pupils tightened as Zhao Wuji's deep 6th Spirit Ring suddenly erupted.
There was no other way. Zhao Wuji's 3rd and 5th Spirit Skills were gravity based, too slow to use at this moment. His 4th was a locking technique meant to stop agile opponents from escaping, useless here. Aside from his 7th Spirit Skill, Martial Soul True Body, the only option left was his 6th.
"I have to control it," Zhao Wuji thought quickly. "Don't let it spread to the little ones nearby, or to Yu Tianlin in front of me. Just stun him, interrupt the strike, don't make him stupid."
With that, Zhao Wuji opened his mouth and unleashed a terrifying shockwave.
"6th Spirit Skill, Mighty Vajra Roar!"
The moment the roar exploded outward, everything within a 10 meter radius trembled violently. Stones on the ground crumbled into dust. Even the air seemed to crack.
Zhao Wuji was holding back, keeping the range to only 10 meters. Beyond that, the impact weakened drastically, and those farther away only heard a thunderous roar.
Even so, everyone's faces turned pale. Hearing a sudden roar like that was enough to make your scalp go numb.
In the dean's office not far away, Flander had been lazily reclining in his chair. The instant he heard the roar, surprise and doubt flashed across his face.
"What is Old Zhao doing? Why is he using Mighty Vajra Roar? That's too much. I have to go take a look!"
As soon as he spoke, Flander's figure vanished from the chair.
At the fourth assessment ground, Yu Tianlin was unleashing his full strength. With Tang San and Xiao Wu's timely control, victory had seemed imminent. Yet at the critical moment, Zhao Wuji used his 6th Spirit Skill.
"Shameless!" Ning Rongrong stared at the incense stick in the distance, which was nearly burned out. "A Soul Saint fighting us, and he still uses his 6th Spirit Skill! Yu Tianlin probably can't withstand this, but time is almost up."
Just as that thought formed, a powerful figure shot out from the dust and shockwaves at the center, flying a great distance before smashing into a huge tree beside the open ground. The thick trunk snapped cleanly in two.
It was Zhao Wuji.
"What?"
Ning Rongrong froze.
"What just happened? Why did the Immovable King get blasted out?"
Dai Mubai, who had been about to rush over to check on Zhu Zhuqing, was also stunned speechless.
"Xiao Wu!"
Tang San ignored everything else. He sprinted to Xiao Wu, scooped her up, and desperately circulated his Xuan Tian Gong Spirit Power into her body.
Cough, cough.
"She's fine," Zhao Wuji said as he climbed back to his feet. "It's just backlash from her Spirit Skill. She'll recover after a good night's sleep."
Zhao Wuji had already released Martial Soul Possession. Without the golden glow, he was coated in dust, disheveled, and honestly looked miserable.
He clutched his abdomen. Blood was seeping out.
Even so, his Soul Saint level was undeniable. He quickly used his powerful Spirit Power to stop the bleeding, then stared toward the center of the battlefield and asked in a deep voice.
"Yu Tianlin, what happened just now? Why didn't my Mighty Vajra Roar affect you?"
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