Zhao Wuji sensed something was wrong, his expression changed dramatically. He wanted to dodge or counterattack, but it was too late.
Bam!!
Ye Yu's right foot viciously kicked the right side of Zhao Wuji's head, resulting in a dull thud. Zhao Wuji's body, as stable as a mountain, was lifted off the ground and flew backwards.
Zhao Wuji flew out even faster than before, like a cannonball.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh…
The wind whistled past his ears, Zhao Wuji only felt a buzzing in his mind, as if thousands of bees were swarming in, causing his consciousness to blank out briefly.
Ye Yu's feet sprang from the ground, charging up again at an incredible speed, startling Tang San and the others, who couldn't even catch a glimpse of him, only seeing a flash of a black shadow.
Ye Yu soon appeared behind the airborne Zhao Wuji, simultaneously employing the power techniques of the Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique.
Ye Yu's body half-turned, feet firmly planted on the ground, his calf muscles instantly tensed, and the whole person was like a tiger ready to pounce.
He powered up his legs, transferred the force to his thighs, twisted his waist to drive his back, arm, and finally his right fist down with a full-force strike!
Bam!!
The strike landed just as it hit the airborne Zhao Wuji's head.
The briefly dazed Zhao Wuji was on the verge of regaining consciousness when his head was further subjected to a more violent impact.
Boom!!
Zhao Wuji abruptly stopped flying backward and crashed to the ground, sinking into it, creating a ten-meter wide crater. Wide cracks spread from the center in all directions, with the longest stretching fifty meters.
Ning Rongrong was stunned, while Dai Mubai shivered, feeling a sense of relief.
"Phew! Luckily, he only used soul power against me before. If he used full force like this, I would be killed by the Support Type!"
Dai Mubai watched in fright, utterly shocked.
The power of the punch was terrifying. How was it possible? Clearly, it's a Support Type. Even if the body is extraordinary, with auxiliary attributes, it's still too terrifying.
This punch was so terrifying that even a level 45 Soul Sect would die instantly if struck on the head!
Zhao Wuji was buried underground for several moments without a sign of movement.
As a Support Type, Ning Rongrong was the most surprised, full of admiration: "So incredible..."
She never expected the Support Type to be this strong, with strength surpassing even the Strong Attack Type! Unbelievable!
Ten seconds later, Zhao Wuji leaped out of the pit, shook his head, his body slightly wavering, stars dancing before his eyes, with a trace of blood on his forehead.
Zhao Wuji shook his head, fully awake, and dusted off the dirt on his face and body.
Zhao Wuji looked at Ye Yu, startled, and said with a hint of annoyance, "Really, such a disgrace."
Zhao Wuji felt extremely embarrassed. If the first time he was blasted away was because he was utterly unfamiliar with Ye Yu, without utilizing soul skills and barely using soul power, it was understandable and not too embarrassing. But just now, he had used his First Soul Skill Unmoving Ming King Body and yet was kicked away by Ye Yu!
Moreover, while flying back, he suffered another heavy blow from Ye Yu! His skull hurt intensely, making him look extremely bedraggled.
Seeing the disheveled Zhao Wuji, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and others felt much better.
The watching Dai Mubai chuckled secretly, thinking, "No idea what got into him today, insisting on taking action himself. Look at him now, beaten up."
Zhao Wuji glared at Dai Mubai and said in a deep voice: "Mubai, come see me for a practical class tomorrow!"
Instantly, Dai Mubai wore a bitter expression and dared not laugh anymore.
Zhao Wuji looked at Ye Yu, highly surprised.
"Good lad, you're truly impressive. As a Support Type, your attack power surpasses that of Strong Attack Type of the same level."
Zhao Wuji was highly shaken; even without attribute enhancement, he felt that Ye Yu's strength wouldn't be weaker than Strong Attack Type of the same level.
From the fifty-thousand-jin weight Ye Yu bore, it was evident that Ye Yu's body wasn't just a bit extraordinary; it was not even a human physical form, akin to a walking humanoid soul beast.
Zhao Wuji asked in shock, "That kick just now, its power was indeed strong, but I was confident I could withstand it. Yet, when your third Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring's light flashed, the power suddenly intensified. Is your Third Soul Skill also a power booster?"
Zhao Wuji was very curious, as Ye Yu managed to kick him away and heavily strike his head, leaving him dizzy and even drawing blood due to the Third Soul Skill.
Seeing Zhao Wuji's eager curiosity, Ye Yu lifted his face and said, "Want to know? Not telling you!"
"You brat!"
Zhao Wuji's heart fumed as he said in a deep voice, "I won't bother about saving face anymore. Second Soul Skill!"
The second yellow soul ring on Zhao Wuji's body glowed. Dai Mubai's expression changed in alarm, reminding, "Careful, Teacher Zhao is about to attack!"
"Second Soul Skill, Mighty Vajra Palm!"
Zhao Wuji charged forward, the ground trembling, his right palm like a bear paw carrying immense power rushing at him.
Ye Yu's expression remained unchanged, unafraid.
Ye Yu once more used the Chaotic Cloak Technique to empower his right fist to clash.
Dai Mubai's face changed dramatically: "He's going to clash with Teacher Zhao's Mighty Vajra Palm?!!"
Dai Mubai's heart sank, feeling that this time Ye Yu would be blasted away.
Tang San could also sense the terrifying palm force. If it were him, he wouldn't be able to withstand it and would suffer serious injuries. Of course, using Ghostly Shadows Trace, he could still dodge.
Although Tang San knew Ye Yu's power, he was still worried at heart.
Boom!!
A fist and palm collided, detonating with a thunderous explosion, ringing painfully in the eardrums of Tang San and the others.
At the moment of collision, the ground beneath Ye Yu and Zhao Wuji lifted ten meters high and then fell back down.
Tang San and the others stared intently, only to see both of their arms stretched out straight, neither moving an inch.
Dai Mubai was dumbfounded, an equal match?!
Zhao Wuji was stunned: "Such tremendous power! His Third Soul Skill must have the ability to enhance strength!"
The Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring on Ye Yu's body flashed again, and suddenly Zhao Wuji was startled, feeling his defense decrease!
Instantly, Zhao Wuji's hand felt pain, his arm trembling with a numbing sensation, suddenly losing some strength, before a thunderous bang followed by Zhao Wuji retreating five steps! Meanwhile, Ye Yu remained motionless!
"This..."
Dai Mubai, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, everyone was stunned!
Zhao Wuji was even more incredulous: "What happened? How did my defense decrease? It dropped by at least a third!"
Zhao Wuji was alarmed: "What's with the Third Soul Skill? It not only enhances power, but also reduces defense?"
Ning Rongrong was also extremely shocked; the Third Soul Skill's ability was so terrifying! She felt that the Nine Spirits Black Begonia's capability utterly surpassed the Seven Treasures Glaze Tower!
Xiao Wu saw Zhao Wuji take consecutive hits and felt much better inside. Curious, she asked Ye Yu, "Brother Yu, what is the ability of your Third Soul Skill exactly?"
Ye Yu had acquired the Third Soul Ring a long time ago but never used it, so she and Tang San didn't know.
Ye Yu's subsequent answer made everyone gasp!
"My Third Soul Skill, the higher the target's defense, the stronger the attack power. Like the previous two soul skills, it has additional abilities. It can lower the target's defense upon contact! The reduced defense does not conflict with the main ability, and attack power won't weaken due to the reduced defense."
"It initially reduces defense by five percent, increasing by ten percent for each additional soul ring. So, now I can lower the target's defense by thirty-five percent!"