Soul Land: Raiden Shogun Is My Martial Soul

Chapter 37: Level 62 Strong Attack Soul Emperor, Please Advise!

With Zhao Wuji present, it was as if there was a gravity training room. This was far better than ordinary weight training.

"Let's see what happens when the time comes," Kong thought to himself.

At Tang San's side, he suddenly felt the pressure double, and he almost fell flat on the ground. It was normal to find it difficult to move without adapting to the gravity first.

"Hehe, run!" Zhao Wuji's lips curled up in a smug smile. Seeing this, Kong couldn't help but cover his forehead, already imagining what Zhao Wuji would hear when he got beaten up in the evening.

"Ding... Ding..." Although Tang San's speed had slowed down, he clenched his teeth and launched hidden weapons at Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji: "..."

Should I be moved by his persistence and never-give-up spirit? But still, he's attacking me at this stage!

"Fourth Soul Skill: Homing Chase!" Zhao Wuji's fourth soul skill, Homing Chase, locked onto the enemy and instantly reached the opponent within a hundred meters, a soul skill Zhao Wuji acquired to compensate for his lack of speed.

Jumping, Zhao Wuji instantly appeared in front of Tang San, and his second soul ring flashed again.

"Second Soul Skill: Mighty King Kong Palm!" This time, although Zhao Wuji still held back, he slightly increased his force to ensure Tang San wouldn't get up.

"Pfft..." Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot and was sent flying backward, landing heavily on the ground. The next second, he glared resentfully at Zhao Wuji before fainting.

Seeing this, Kong shook his head; without the Dragon Beard Needle, Tang San couldn't completely infuriate Zhao Wuji to make him use his fifth or even sixth soul skill.

"Ah, to be young and just sleep when you fall," Zhao Wuji sighed and then placed his hands behind his back, speaking to the others, "Although Tang San lost, his courage is commendable. You all should stay."

He was worried that if he was any more reserved, these kids might really turn around and leave.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, who hadn't fainted, exchanged a look, a glint of joy in their eyes, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Teacher Zhao!"

"Um!" Zhao Wuji nodded profoundly, then murmured, "It's a pity, I thought I could get a good workout, but Tang San couldn't take much!"

Everyone: "…"

Tang Hao: "…"

Kong: "You should talk less!"

Zhao Wuji glanced around and suddenly set his eyes on Kong and Dugu Yan. They probably wanted to join Shrek Academy now, right?

The girl is the granddaughter of a Titled Douluo, her strength goes without saying, she could definitely join Shrek Academy exceptionally, even though she's already much older than twelve.

As for this young man... He still needs to be tested!

"Boy, come and practice!" Zhao Wuji suddenly said to Kong.

Kong was slightly startled, looking around, it seemed like he was the only 'young man' there.

"Stop looking, it's you!" Zhao Wuji nodded, saying.

Kong: "???"

Why, though? Wasn't he just there to watch the fun? Why did Zhao Wuji want to practice with him?

After giving it some thought, Kong gently patted Dugu Yan's hand and gave her a reassuring look, prompting her to let go of his hand.

For all these years of cultivation, it seemed he had never actually fought with anyone other than generals. In his sparring sessions with the Thunder General, he was merely at the receiving end of the beatings, utterly powerless to retaliate. Kong also wanted to know where his current strength stood, and Zhao Wuji was a perfect "opponent" for this.

With that thought, Kong walked towards Zhao Wuji. Only stopping when they were twenty meters apart, Kong then said calmly, "My name is Kong. Some also call me Yu Tiankong, but I prefer to be called Kong."

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly. The surname Yu? He always had a bad feeling about this! To be associated with a Titled Douluo's granddaughter and carry the surname Yu, he couldn't believe there was no connection to that sect! Wait, there was also someone with the surname Tang lying over there... Tang, Yu, Ning...

Ning Rongrong is from the direct line of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, as evidenced by her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Tang San's spirit is the Blue Silver Grass, ugh, Blue Silver Grass... And what about this Yu Tiankong?

"Release your spirit; I am a Soul Saint after all, I could give you some advice," Zhao Wuji stood with his arms crossed, his tone even, as if an elder offering guidance to a junior.

"Thank you very much, Vice Dean Zhao Wuji!" said Kong, nodding his head in appreciation.

"Spirit, appear!" As Kong's voice fell, a sudden rumble of thunder echoed despite the clear sky. On the back of Kong's right hand, a three-layered lightning bar pattern appeared, followed by a bolt of purple lightning striking directly onto his right hand from the sky. A two-meter-long naginata materialized in his hand, its entire body shimmering with a blue lightning glow.

Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue, blue. Six blue "spirit rings" rose from the ground around Kong, and suddenly, a massive blue circle appeared behind his head... This blue circle also featured several lightning bar patterns, all of them shining brightly.

"Kong, Spirit: Engulfing Lightning, Level 62 Strong Attack Type Battle Soul Emperor, please advise," Zhao Wuji: "…" Everyone: "…" The dramatic entrance of this spirit, the spirit rings, and that massive "spirit ring" behind him... It all seemed quite extraordinary.

"Your spirit rings..." Zhao Wuji stared at Kong, puzzled. The first and second spirit rings were blue, but why were the fifth and sixth spirit rings still blue?

"Spirit rings, due to my spirit's nature, I can only absorb thousand-year spirit rings." This was an excuse Kong had prepared beforehand. These so-called "spirit rings," their age was not as simple as mere thousand years. However, their color remained consistently blue due to the nature of the lightning element.

Hearing this, Tang Hao breathed a sigh of relief from the shadows; genius was certainly genius, calling him a monstrous talent would not be an exaggeration. This young man thrived by his spirit, and he was also limited by it.

"No wonder the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan easily gave up the hundred-thousand-year spirit beast. It turns out their young clan master was troubled!" Tang Hao sighed with some relief. If the Haotian Clan had such a monstrous talent, even if he could only absorb thousand-year spirit rings, what of it? Once he grew into a Titled Douluo, he would still be a Titled combatant, even if the weakest...

"Kong, you are the most monstrous talent I have ever seen in my life!" Zhao Wuji exclaimed.

"Indeed the strongest, without a doubt!"

"Sadly, you thrive by your spirit, and you are also limited by it!"

"Let me, old Zhao, test you, a once-in-a-millennium prodigy of the Douluo Continent!"

At this moment, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were completely stunned.

"Level sixty-two? Kong, this guy..."

(End of the chapter)

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