Taino snorted.
"Isn't it you who provoked this little brat into hitting my son?"
"Wait until I deal with this kid, then I'll teach you a lesson."
"What's wrong with my son?"
"This kid is just a pretty boy,"
As he spoke, he reached out toward Ye Fan again.
Ye Fan lightly tapped his toes and his body retreated once more.
Taino's speed was not slow, but despite several consecutive attacks, he couldn't even touch the edge of Ye Fan's clothes.
This was not some sophisticated footwork—
it was simply that Ye Fan's speed was fast.
"You little brat, if you've got the guts, don't run!"
Taino glared at Ye Fan, yet he was greatly surprised inwardly.
He had already heard Tailong mention that
Ye Fan was some kind of Summoning-type Soul Master,
and his close-range combat ability was extremely strong.
Through these few probing moves, he didn't know exactly about Ye Fan's strength,
but his speed was really fast—truly a slippery little fellow.
Taino snorted.
"Great Ape, possess me."
With his shout, his entire body seemed to grow five inches taller.
Accompanied by a series of tearing sounds,
his dark muscles ripped through his shirt, revealing a body of steel.
Tailong was already very strong,
but compared to his father, he was still far inferior.
At Taino's feet, five spirit rings rose: two yellow, three purple.
Brilliant light surrounded his body.
The Tailong family had a very traditional habit—they protected their own.
Tailong, being the sole heir,
returned home at noon.
Seeing his son's injuries, Taino naturally became anxious,
and his anger drove him here.
Back then, Zhao Wuji of the Immovable Ming King was beaten because he hit someone from the Strength Clan, and then the Titan came and dealt with him.
"Kid, scared now? If you're scared, just admit defeat."
"I'll first dismember your limbs, then take you to your Academy teacher to settle this."
"I am a Level 58 Strength-type Soul King. Think carefully."
"Fists and feet have no mercy. If I break your legs, don't blame me."
Releasing his Martial Soul, Taino instantly took on a domineering appearance.
In his eyes,
there were only two possibilities for Ye Fan to have Soul King-level power:
Ye Fan was some ancient monster.
Tailong had exaggerated, making excuses for himself.
But he leaned toward the second possibility—being beaten by a peer, he had to say the opponent had five spirit rings.
"Brother Fan, I'll help you deal with him."
Xiao Wu hurriedly wanted to release her Martial Soul and assist.
"No need,"
"It's only a Soul King, no need for help."
Ye Fan's five spirit rings also rose under his feet: two yellow, two purple, one black.
Seeing Ye Fan truly had five spirit rings, Taino furrowed his brows.
"So he really is a Soul King with five spirit rings. Clearly the same generation, yet he dares bully my son—quite impressive."
As the first spirit ring flashed,
the body of a common zombie appeared.
Although Ye Fan's cultivation had skyrocketed,
the common zombie was still the same as before—
no difference at all.
Titan watched the common zombie before him with interest.
"So this is what they call a Summoning-type Soul Master?"
"Watch me crush you with a single punch!"
Taino's strength was terrifying.
This Level 58 Soul King's raw power was no weaker than the Strength-type Battle Soul Saint Zhao Wuji, famous for his brute strength.
This was a pure strength-type Soul Master.
Pure strength-type meant that all spirit rings only enhanced strength.
High strength naturally meant a tough, resilient body.
Tailong's body was strong,
not something a Level 30-something Soul Master could possess.
Taino's perception of power was even more profound.
His five spirit rings pulsed rhythmically;
the first two alternately emitted yellow light.
These two spirit rings granted spirit skills: one Strength Surge, one Strength Concentration.
Used alternately,
they could further increase his already terrifying strength by 50%.
The common zombie, however, looked at the towering giant in front of him without fear.
"Just bigger in size, that's all."
Step by step, the common zombie advanced.
It wasn't fast by nature, but its speed was extremely high now.
Taino raised his fist and smashed it toward the common zombie.
The zombie merely lifted its right hand.
Taino hadn't thought much—
he assumed one punch would crush it.
Yet, after the punch, the zombie had no reaction.
To be precise, his fist didn't move—couldn't land.
The common zombie glanced at Taino.
"Is that all?"
With a sudden push, Taino staggered backward several steps with clattering thuds.
At this point, Tailong was stunned.
His father… had lost in raw strength?
How was this possible?
Taino roared to the sky.
"Source of Strength!"
His third spirit ring—also his first Millennium Spirit Ring—suddenly radiated purple light.
Finally, he unleashed an even more powerful spirit skill.
His already mountainous body seemed to swell further;
the veins beneath his skin bulged like tiny snakes.
A swirl of power appeared around him.
The air around him became noticeably heavier.
"Roar!"
Taino lifted his right foot and stomped heavily on the ground.
A terrifying scene occurred. The ground trembled violently,
as if the entire Tiandou City shook along with it.
A crack rapidly extended across the earth,
directly toward the common zombie.
Where the crack passed,
rocks were violently thrown skyward by the raging air currents,
soaring tens of meters into the air.
In other words, within this straight-line distance,
once the crack reached one's feet,
they would be struck by the violent attack.
Back during Shrek Academy's entrance exam,
Zhao Wuji had used a similar technique against Ning Rongrong,
slamming the ground with diagonal punches to create shockwaves,
but compared with this spirit skill,
it was far weaker.
The common zombie kept its hands behind its back, moving casually to dodge,
looking like a true expert.
The ground shook continuously from the repeated roars,
and cracks fiercely surged toward the common zombie.
Taino's attacks were fast,
but the zombie dodged even faster.
Its nimble movements on the battlefield were like a butterfly through flowers—
in and out,
allowing terrifying air currents to pass by,
never touching it.
"So sly!"
Taino cursed in anger. As a strength-type Soul Master,
he hated Agility-type Soul Masters the most.
He, who loved direct, head-on combat,
now felt powerless, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
"Kid, you forced me. Watch my Fourth Spirit Skill: Tremor of Strength."
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