Zhao Wuji pulled out a stick of incense, but before he could light it, Ning Rongrong had already made her move.
"Seven Treasures, Glazed Tile!" She twirled gracefully in place, and a radiant burst of seven-colored light emanated from her body. As the light gathered, a small, one-foot-tall seven-colored pagoda appeared in her right palm.
The pagoda glowed brightly, exuding an air of elegance and nobility. Ning Rongrong's face carried a calm smile, and her whole demeanor had transformed, making her seem otherworldly.
Two yellow spirit rings rose from her feet, circling her body in quiet rotation.
"Seven Treasures has a name, first is: Strength!" Her first spirit ring lit up, enveloping the seven-colored pagoda. With a point of her left finger, three beams of colorful light shot out, each landing on one of her teammates.
Suddenly, a warm sensation filled everyone's hearts, and they felt an invigorating surge of power flowing through their limbs.
Zhao Wuji was astonished as he watched Ning Rongrong. "That's the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda? So, a member of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan joined this year."
"Seven Treasures has a name, second is: Speed!" Another three rays of light shot out as her second spirit ring activated.
Immediately, Zhao Ming and the others felt their bodies become lighter, as if they were floating in the air.
Feeling the immense boost from Ning Rongrong's support, a gleam of brilliance flashed in Zhao Ming's eyes.
Before, he hadn't truly appreciated the power of her martial soul. Now, with the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda enhancing him, he understood why it was considered the number one support-type martial soul.
Although Ning Rongrong's current boost was only around thirty percent, as her cultivation improved, the enhancement would grow even stronger.
As Zhao Ming's strength increased, Xiao Wu and the others would provide less and less help, but Ning Rongrong's abilities would always remain relevant—even if he one day ascended to godhood, her support would still be crucial.
Just then, Zhao Wuji made his move.
He bent his legs and simultaneously smashed his fists into the ground.
Zhao Ming could feel a powerful wave of energy surging through the ground toward them.
Clearly, Zhao Wuji intended to disrupt Ning Rongrong's spirit abilities.
Without hesitation, Zhao Ming quickly wrapped his arm around Ning Rongrong's waist and pulled her close. Then, with a forceful push of his legs, the two of them shot into the sky.
"What are you doing?" Ning Rongrong, blushing from being held so tightly by Zhao Ming, struggled in his embrace.
"Don't move." Not wanting her to break free, Zhao Ming held her even tighter, bringing their bodies closer together. Ning Rongrong's face flushed even redder.
"Look down," Zhao Ming said with a playful smile, seeing her blushing face.
"Huh?" Following his words, Ning Rongrong looked down. She saw the exact spot where they had just stood explode with a powerful shockwave, leaving a gaping hole in the ground.
Ning Rongrong suddenly realized why Zhao Ming had done what he did.
It was the first time she had ever been held like this by someone her age.
She stole a glance at Zhao Ming and suddenly found that he wasn't so annoying after all.
"Focus, control your spirit power properly," Zhao Ming said softly, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
"Oh." Realizing that she had been distracted, Ning Rongrong noticed her control over the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda had weakened, causing its light to dim. She quickly refocused, calming herself and stabilizing her martial soul.
After landing back on the ground, Zhao Ming released his puppet martial soul. Three orange spirit rings pulsated around him, their immense energy even catching Zhao Wuji's attention.
Upon seeing the three orange rings, Zhao Wuji was taken aback.
"The students this year have incredible talent. Two Spirit Elders, one from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Clan, and another from the Zhu family of the Star Luo Empire. And on top of that, these orange spirit rings… seems like we've got a true monster this time." Zhao Wuji raised his brow, speaking with interest.
Taking advantage of Zhao Wuji's distraction, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing made their move. Xiao Wu jumped straight at Zhao Wuji from the front, while Zhu Zhuqing darted around to his side, both launching their attacks.
Xiao Wu wrapped her legs around Zhao Wuji's neck, while Zhu Zhuqing, seizing the opportunity, unleashed her Ghost Shadow Claws, relentlessly slashing at Zhao Wuji's back.
Meanwhile, Zhao Ming had completed the release of his spirit ability.
The Medusa Queen descended.
As the air rippled, the Medusa Queen materialized in the space above.
She wore a flowing purple robe that accentuated her voluptuous, hourglass figure, as ripe and alluring as a peach ready to be picked.
Her exquisite face radiated a faint allure, and her long, dark green hair cascaded down her shoulders, reaching her slim waist.
Beneath the robe, a purple snake tail extended, swaying gently. There was a wild, seductive beauty about her that stirred something deep within Zhao Ming.
An exotic charm combined with the regal aura of a queen.
She was stunning.
Who cares if she's a snake? As long as she's beautiful—no, as long as she has the right presence!
But… where are her legs?
No legs? No matter how beautiful she is, there's nothing I can do about it…
Zhao Ming felt a wave of frustration, but he quickly calmed down.
After all, her not having legs at this point meant that the Medusa Queen had yet to be defiled by that scoundrel Xiao Yan. Thinking about it that way, it was actually good news.
"Attack him," Zhao Ming commanded, pointing at Zhao Wuji.
Receiving Zhao Ming's command, the Medusa Queen twisted her serpentine body and rushed toward Zhao Wuji. As she moved, she unleashed several snake-shaped energy attacks aimed directly at him.
In the blink of an eye, the attacks struck Zhao Wuji's back.
The Medusa Queen was no ordinary opponent, unlike Zhu Zhuqing, whose spirit power was still too weak to even scratch Zhao Wuji's skin.
But the Medusa Queen was different. With Zhao Ming's thirty-fifth level spirit power and Ning Rongrong's thirty percent boost in strength and speed, her snake-shaped energy easily tore through Zhao Wuji's skin, wreaking havoc inside.
Zhao Wuji, who had been toying with Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, hadn't expected this new attack. The Medusa Queen had taken him completely by surprise.
"Argh!" Zhao Wuji let out a cry of pain, quickly shaking off Xiao Wu and the relentless Zhu Zhuqing.
Turning around, he saw the Medusa Queen's mesmerizing figure. He froze for a moment, before hastily dodging to the side.
The Medusa Queen's crimson hand blade came slashing down, just missing the spot where Zhao Wuji had stood moments before.
Having narrowly avoided her strike, Zhao Wuji looked at Zhao Ming in shock. "Is this your martial soul?"
"No, it's just one of my spirit abilities," Zhao Ming replied nonchalantly as he caught Xiao Wu, whom Zhao Wuji had thrown off.
"What a bizarre spirit ability…" Zhao Wuji's pupils contracted.
He could feel the immense power emanating from this mysterious woman. Just those few attacks had power on par with a Spirit Ancestor.
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𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙢𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙚𝙭𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙧𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙩𝙪𝙙𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙨𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙨𝙪𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩 𝙢𝙚 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙟𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙮. 𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙗𝙪𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙞𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙧𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚!
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• 𝘽𝙤𝙜𝙙𝙖𝙣 𝙋𝙤𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙘𝙪
• 𝙅𝙘𝟭𝟮𝟬𝟮
• 𝘼𝙝𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙟𝙖𝙝
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