Zhao Wuji unleashed a plain punch, not even using any soul techniques, but with a touch of soul power, and this punch was extremely strong, especially against the support type. Zhao Wuji felt that this punch could easily send Ye Yu flying and make him lose combat power.
Zhao Wuji watched Ye Yu, who had no reaction at all, and was not surprised, thinking that his speed left Ye Yu without time to react.
Zhao Wuji had already visualized the scene of Ye Yu being sent flying by his punch, sighing mentally, "Support type is just support type. No matter how strong their support abilities are, they have a fatal weakness— themselves. Once defeated, even the strongest support abilities are useless."
From the moment Zhao Wuji moved to when he was in front of Ye Yu, it was just one second.
Just as Zhao Wuji's fist was about to strike Ye Yu, Ye Yu's left hand suddenly clenched into a fist and punched straight out.
Zhao Wuji's heart skipped a beat, "He actually reacted?"
Briefly surprised, Zhao Wuji thought this was futile, but his expression suddenly changed because this punch was extraordinarily fierce!
Ye Yu punched out too quickly, and as he threw this punch, it almost collided with Zhao Wuji's fist. Zhao Wuji realized the situation was off but couldn't muster strength quickly enough to change it.
BAM!!
The two fists collided, producing a dull sound, and a ripple of force spread out, causing the ground beneath their feet to cave in and crack, with the longest fissures extending twenty meters away.
In the moment of collision, Ye Yu's right arm stretched straight out, while Zhao Wuji's arm shook, sending him flying backward.
Zhao Wuji only felt a tremendous force crashing upon him, directly breaking his power, a force terrifying enough to outstrip that of a level forty strong attack type.
Zhao Wuji's fist ached, and his right arm tingled slightly as he flew backward ten meters, smashing the chair he had leisurely reclined on with a bang.
The chair shattered, sending wood splinters flying.
Landing on the ground, Zhao Wuji struggled to steady himself, retreating three steps before he could, and shoulder and hair were covered with a few wood chips.
Zhao Wuji paid no mind to these but stood there stunned, with an utterly bewildered look!
Is this TM a support type?
In his heart, Zhao Wuji was utterly shocked, Ye Yu's power was far more terrifying than the level forty strong attack type!
Initially, he had thrown a plain punch, using neither soul techniques nor soul power, thinking that against a support type, even without soul power, one punch could defeat them and render them powerless. But, at the moment of collision, he sensed that something was off.
Ye Yu had timed it precisely, only throwing a punch at the moment he was about to be attacked, resulting in an immediate collision. Even if Zhao Wuji realized it was wrong, he could not gather enough residual strength.
Zhao Wuji was indeed shocked at that instant, but too late for surprise, even the brief residual strength he summoned was extremely strong. After all, being a level seventy-six Soul Saint, the residual strength of his punch was so strong that even when Dai Mubai was at full strength, he could hardly block it.
Zhao Wuji thought that the punch's strength was sufficient, but the moment of collision was unbelievable; Ye Yu's punch strength surpassed his imagination.
Moreover, Ye Yu's body could actually withstand the collision of these two forces, with his right arm not trembling at all, not the slightest pain.
This first confrontation made Zhao Wuji realize Ye Yu's strength, and physical defense was very strong! This was definitely not due to the support of the Seven Treasures Glaze Tower and Nine Spirits Black Begonia, but because of Ye Yu himself!
Behind Ye Yu, Ning Rongrong was also stunned, utterly bewildered.
During the initial discussion, she and Zhu Zhuqing were both astonished and found it hard to believe because Ye Yu said there's no need to protect her.
She was worried because protecting a support type in combat is basic common sense, especially since her martial soul is the Seven Treasures Glaze Tower, Zhao Wuji would definitely attack her first. However, Ye Yu insisted that Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing should not protect her.
Ye Yu's subsequent words left Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing even more stunned, as he said.
"Xiao San, Xiao Wu, Zhuqing, you don't need to worry about me and Rongrong, you three coordinate together. With me by Rongrong's side, Zhao Wuji can't harm her."
At that time, aside from Tang San and Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing were utterly baffled.
Support type protecting support type? This...
They found it hard to believe, but now seeing this scene directly shocked them, also making them understand why Ye Yu was so confident, he was so strong!
Ning Rongrong questioned life, "Same support type, why is there such a huge gap?"
Zhao Wuji didn't attack immediately but asked in astonishment, "Ye Yu, are you a twin martial soul? You surely have a very strong beast martial soul, right?"
Zhao Wuji speculated that Ye Yu must be a twin martial soul, otherwise how could a support type possess such terrifying power and defense.
Ye Yu shook his head, "I currently don't have a second martial soul, I am purely an Artifact Soul Venerable of the support type."
Zhao Wuji: "..."
Ning Rongrong: "..."
Zhu Zhuqing: "..."
All three were utterly incredulous.
"Are you sure you're not joking? Support type is always fragile; no matter how much you hone yourself, you can't possibly have such a strong physique and power." Zhao Wuji didn't believe it.
Beside him, Dai Mubai said with a wry smile, "Teacher, I was beaten by him yesterday, and at that time, he had not even released his martial soul, nor used any soul techniques."
Zhao Wuji was astonished, looking at Dai Mubai's face, which despite eating Oscar's recovery sausage, still had some bruises.
Zhao Wuji was even more amazed, his expression serious, though slightly embarrassed.
Originally thinking Ye Yu and the others hadn't devised any strategy and were foolish in isolating two support types. Now he realized he was wrong; it wasn't isolation, but Ye Yu was protecting Ning Rongrong!
No wonder he made a mistake; who on the battlefield would think that a Seven-Colored Glaze Tower Soul Master would be protected by a support type!
Zhao Wuji said solemnly, "No wonder you were exempt from three or four tests, no wonder the first three soul rings were two thousand years and ten thousand years—you possess innate divine power and physique different from ordinary people, right?"
Without a second martial soul, he could only think of this.
Ye Yu nodded slightly, "Yes."
Although still in shock, Zhao Wuji couldn't calm down, even at that, it was terrifyingly incredible.
Zhu Zhuqing, looking at Ye Yu, couldn't help but exclaim, "So powerful."
Zhao Wuji brushed the wood chips off his shoulders and hair, his expression unpleasant, having lost face in the opening act by being sent flying.
"Seems I need to take it seriously."
Zhao Wuji's soul power erupted, and with a low cry, his body expanded, his height increased to over two meters, appearing immensely robust.
At the same time, seven brilliant soul rings fell down one by one, surrounding him.
From bottom to top, the seven soul rings were: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!
Then, Ye Yu spoke, saying words that surprised Zhao Wuji.
"I will also take this seriously."
Under Zhao Wuji's astonished gaze, Ye Yu removed the vest worn inside and unbuckled the wrist guards on his arms and the knee guards on his legs.
Ye Yu lifted these items with his hands, making Zhao Wuji pause slightly, sniffing dismissively, "Taking these off, what's the use—"
Words yet to finish, Zhao Wuji stopped abruptly!
Ye Yu's hands released, and the vest, wrist guards, knee guards fell to the ground instantly!
BANG!!!
A deafening rumble, the earth shook, and the ground directly caved in on both sides of Ye Yu! The entire Shrek Academy trembled because of this! Faculty and cooks rushed out, thinking it was an earthquake!
Crack, crack, crack, crack...
On the ground, the wide cracks spread densely like a spider web, extending thirty meters from Ye Yu as the center.
"This..."
Zhao Wuji looked at the ground around him, the densely packed cracks extending like a spider web, each one spreading out to thirty meters, he was utterly dumbstruck.
This...how heavy must it be?!!