74 Chapter 73.

At that moment, Ye Zhiqiu was already outside and the Shrek Seven Devils were also prepared.

This time, Ning Rongrong didn't need Wang Feng's reminder. She preemptively granted two boosts to the five melee fighters. Afterward, she looked at Wang Feng with a proud expression, as if to ask, "How was that? Praise me peasant?"

Wang Feng gave her a thumbs-up and promptly ignored her haughty look.

Ning Rongrong had a triumphant smile on her face but she turned her head and snorted, deliberately avoiding eye contact with Wang Feng, as if she couldn't care less about his approval.

Wang Feng was left puzzled.

Meanwhile, the five started to battle Ye Zhiqiu.

During the fight, they were repeatedly taken aback. They witnessed the middle aged man, wielding his Black Turtle martial soul, enveloped in an icy mist that emanated a bone-chilling cold whenever they drew near him.

Then, without warning, a powerful jet of water surged from Ye Zhiqiu's mouth, spewing a black, freezing current directly at them. It was clearly a long-range offensive/control ability.

The more they fought, the more astounded the five became. Wang Feng's analysis had been spot-on! They had prepared well to minimize harm, but they still couldn't make even the slightest dent in Ye Zhiqiu's defenses.

The gap in soul abilities and soul level was glaringly evident and Ye Zhiqiu's defense was very formidable. In terms of sheer defensive power, his Black Turtle martial soul wasn't much inferior to Zhao Wuji's Vajra Bear Spirit. But in terms of raw strength and dominating prowess, he lagged far behind.

After battling for a while, the five had suffered frostbite in various parts of their bodies. They quickly consumed one of Oscar's sausages to recover.

"You all, despite your excellent teamwork and strength, you're still far from my level." Ye Zhiqiu remarked with a smug expression. 

"I'll give you one last chance to surrender, it's not too late."

He wasn't bluffing. In fact, if he delayed, he wouldn't suffer. After all, as a Soul King with over 50 levels, overpowering several Soul Grandmasters around the 30-level range was not a difficult task for him.

The five frowned.

"Brother Feng, come and help us!" Xiao Wu suddenly shouted angrily, her tender hands frozen stiff.

"Alright." Wang Feng replied calmly.

Having observed the battle, Wang Feng estimated that they had gained some valuable experience. He walked out slowly.

"With Brother Feng helping, you're guaranteed to lose you coward Turtle bitch!" Xiao Wu exclaimed at Ye Zhiqiu fiercely before getting her mouth forcibly closed by Tang San's hand as he smiled wryly toward all of them.

Ye Zhiqiu furrowed his brow and looked at Wang Feng. Earlier, he had assumed this kid was just part of the group, perhaps tasked with carrying luggage and such. But now, hearing Xiao Wu's words, it seemed there was more to this kid...

"Xiao Wu, I have told you to not spout vulgarities everytime you face a opponent. Aiish..you…" Wang Feng stated as he walked out, gazing at the sky. 

"I will end this quickly, you all back off."

With those words, Wang Feng slowly activated the soul ring on his body, the purple and black soul rings rose from his feet emanating a blinding radiance and pressure that left Ye Zhiqiu and the others unable to believe their eyes.

First soul ring of eight thousand years!

It gleamed a dark purple, adorned with faint black markings around it and the second black soul ring continued to shine brilliantly against the night sky.

The people from Blue Sunshine Academy were dumbstruck.

"Ye, Teacher Ye? Is that a ten-thousand-year old soul ring?" stammered a trembling Blue Sunshine Academy student.

They had initially believed those seven to be exceptionally powerful, only to discover that this kid, who had been calmly eating all this time, was even more extraordinary than all of them.

"I'm not seeing things, am I?" Ye Zhiqiu took a deep breath and muttered.

What in the world was this Shrek Academy? All seven of those brats, including their martial souls, were top notch and stronger than one another. To top it off, they all had best soul rings configuration.

But this boy before him was on another level entirely! As a teacher from Blue Sunshine Academy, Ye Zhiqiu had never witnessed a student with a thousand-year old soul ring as his first soul ring, let alone a ten-thousand-year one the second soul ring.

"Don't worry." Ye Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes, looking at Wang Feng. 

"Although a soul master's strength is linked to their soul ring, he only has two soul rings. His level won't surpass 30. Now, does anyone still wish to challenge me?"

The students, snapping back to reality, felt a little more at ease. After all, despite the ten-thousand-year soul ring, he still only had two. He was at most level thirty!

At that moment, Wang Feng made his move.

He disappeared like a fleeting shadow, leaving an afterimage behind.

Ye Zhiqiu shouted with caution. "Black Turtle Guard!"

As his soul skill activated, his entire body was enveloped in a thick tortoise shell, akin to an ancient turtle's.

"Brother Feng, his Black Turtle Guard is extremely defensive!" Tang San shouted from a distance.

Wang Feng paid little heed to that and his figure darted straight toward Ye Zhiqiu.

Boom!

The tortoise shell covering Ye Zhiqiu's body suddenly trembled as a surge of cold energy was dispelled outward.

Ye Zhiqiu's expression shifted slightly, his pupils contracting as he felt a tingling sensation in the turtle shell enveloping his body. It was an incredibly potent force. This kid's punch packed several times more power than the combined attacks of those seven before him.

"Black Turtle Freeze!" Ye Zhiqiu exclaimed, his gaze fixed on the fist that had struck his tortoise shell. A surge of frigid air burst forth from his body, instantly spreading from Wang Feng's fist to his entire arm.

Wang Feng withdrew his fist and examined the icy mist that had formed on his arm, quickly turning into ice.

"Kid, my defense is top-notch, you know? Trying to punch through it is a futile endeavor! Right now, your right arm is frozen…!" Ye Zhiqiu remarked with a smug smile.

Wang Feng remained silent. He gave his arm a slight shake, causing the ice to crumble into fragments.

Ye Zhiqiu was left speechless.

"What a stubborn old turtle." Wang Feng remarked, gently blowing away the icy remnants on his arm. "I'm afraid it'll take more than this to freeze me."

Wang Feng's physical prowess at this moment was extraordinary, surpassing even fiftieth-level Soul King with Beast Martial Soul. The freezing ability simply wasn't strong enough.

"Believe it or not, I can bring you down with a single punch?" Wang Feng suddenly declared.

Everyone was immediately taken aback upon hearing this, including Ye Zhiqiu.

"This guy loves to boast!" Ning Rongrong scoffed. 

"This turtle's defense is only marginally different in soul power compared to Teacher Zhao's. How could you possibly bring him down with a single punch?"

Having said that, Ning Rongrong promptly channeled the power of the Seven Treasured Glazed Tile Pagoda into Wang Feng.

The others remained silent.

"Wang Feng can't be that incredible, can he? This is a Soul King of more than 50 levels and his forte is defense!" Ma Hongjun expressed his amazement.

What did it mean to knock someone down with a single punch?

Even a Soul King of the same level would struggle to achieve that, especially when facing an opponent as well-defensive as this old tortoise.

Tang San also furrowed his brow, perplexed. How could brother Feng manage to achieve this with a single punch? 

If brother Feng employed the same level of strength he had used to face Teacher Zhao earlier, going all out, he might stand a chance at defeating the Soul King concealed within the tortoise shell. But a single punch? Even Tang San found it hard to comprehend.

"Brother Feng, I have faith in you!" Xiao Wu declared with a grin.

"Does Wang Feng have any special techniques?" Dai Mubai asked curiously.

"Even with special techniques, it's impossible to bridge such a significant gap in soul power... unless..." Tang San began, but he trailed off, deep in thought.

Suddenly, Tang San was struck by an epiphany.

"Unless what?" Oscar prodded.

Tang San recalled the teachings of their master and whispered, "Unless it's martial soul suppression! And a natural one at that! Just like Ma Hongjun's Evil Fire Phoenix, which naturally counters my Blue Silver Grass. No matter how tough my Blue Silver Grass is, it can't ensnare Fatty. If I surpass Fatty's soul power level by a significant margin, it might be possible."

Ma Hongjun nodded in agreement, the logic held.

"But he's an old turtle! It's a Beast Spirit! How can we find a counter?" Oscar rubbed his chin, pondering while stroking his recently grown beard.

Tang San seemed to grasp something, his eyes suddenly lighting up.

""Lightning!""

Almost simultaneously, Zhu Zhuqing's voice softly echoed the same idea.

Everyone was taken aback.

At that moment, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but chuckle. 

"Kid, if you can bring me down with a single punch, I'll eat the tree next to us right on the spot!"

No sooner had he spoken than Wang Feng held up the golden lotus in his hand, unleashing his soul skill.

An awe-inspiring power descended, engulfing Wang Feng in a radiant golden aura.

In the next instant, Wang Feng's body crackled with electricity as he rushed towards Ye Zhiqiu. With a swift punch, the thunder and lightning surrounding his fist struck Ye Zhiqiu's tortoise shell, which was covered in ice and mist.

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