Chapter 1 Spirit Infusion
A flash of black and red light streaked past, and the ten black-armored knights raised their long spears. Swift as lightning, they transformed into arcs of electricity and unhesitatingly stabbed towards Tang Sui.
Defense, spiritual power, and speed increased simultaneously. As ten cold lights pierced the air, they ruthlessly struck the solid ground.
Two dark golden light projections concentrated their attack on one black-armored knight. Even though their strength was formidable, their movements were a beat slower under the intense onslaught.
"Clang—!"
The mask collided with the metal spear of the black-armored knight, and sparks flew as the special metal was scraped by the blade-thin mask.
"Bang—!"
A companion standing beside the black-armored knight blocked the second mask with another specially made metal spear.
Tang Sui, hovering in mid-air without any need for a mask or object to stand on, a smile curved her lips.
The black-armored knights, who had not underestimated her despite her low soul power level, remained vigilant. Another knight positioned near the outer edge let out a low roar, alerting his companions, "There's one more!"
"Below!"
The subtle disturbance in the air was first detected by the keen senses of the Soul Douluo.
As their armor scraped against each other, another dark golden mask suddenly erupted from the shadow of the first targeted black-armored knight, like a cannonball, precisely striking between the knight's legs.
Even the hardened armor could not withstand an attack with a piercing attribute, especially when it was in its fully formed state.
"Ah—!!!"
An indescribable pain surged through all his pain receptors.
From the moment they launched their attack to Tang Sui's evasion, controlling her masks to disrupt their formation, and then precisely striking this unfortunate black-armored knight, only a few seconds had passed.
He barely managed to let out a scream before stiffening, maintaining a comical hunched posture, kneeling on the ground, his shoulders trembling slightly.
The pain of his shattered essence rendered him speechless.
"Hiss—!"
Gasps of sharp breaths echoed among the surrounding black-armored knights.
Instantly, a chill erupted behind all the black-armored knights, both those undergoing the assessment and those observing.
All the male knights present felt a coldness between their legs and instinctively closed them, trying to find a sliver of security.
The silence lasted only a moment, because in the next second, he was sent flying by another mask that had silently attacked from the shadow of his companion.
The first one, dealt with.
Diverse gazes fell upon the petite figure in mid-air, like a little devil.
"I'm sorry, though it wasn't glorious, it's alright. If I can still live, he'll be fine."
Tang Sui offered a perfunctory comfort, not saying she would definitely win, but cleverly saying *if* she could still live.
If that black-armored knight hadn't fainted from the pain, he might have been the first to betray them and hope for Tang Sui's victory.
Under countless gazes, the remaining nine soul power flowed silently. Some whose martial souls focused on defense directly gathered their soul power, maxing out their defense.
They no longer hesitated, releasing their soul power pressure without reservation, mixed with terrifying killing intent, pressing down heavily on Tang Sui, attempting to drag her down from the sky.
However, in the space where the air itself was distorted by the oppressive pressure, Tang Sui was completely unfazed. She could even move freely and dodge while they launched their soul skills again, attacking in unison.
"Buzz—!"
Her circulating demon power completely negated the pressure bearing down on her, and a terrifyingly dense demon power solidified into a semi-transparent black and red barrier, protecting Tang Sui within.
"Boom boom—!"
The soul skills were like a torrential rain beating against banana leaves. Only a few, two or three soul skills, were dodged by Tang Sui. The rest, without exception, landed on the outer demon power barrier.
Her circulating demon power completely negated the pressure bearing down on her, and a terrifyingly dense demon power solidified into a semi-transparent black and red barrier, protecting Tang Sui within.
The spectacularly powerful soul skills left spiderweb-like cracks on the thick barrier, but Tang Sui's demon power was like a waterwheel now. As long as the water flowed endlessly, the waterwheel could turn forever.
Thus, it appeared that every time their attacks landed, just as Tang Sui's barrier was about to shatter, it would be repaired in the blink of an eye, returning to its original state.
The observing black-armored knights, including their captain who possessed Titled Douluo level strength, gradually shed their last trace of contempt.
"Are they holding back?"
Someone whispered.
Amidst the explosion of combat, his voice was as faint as a mosquito's, but the individuals present were all powerful and, despite the interference, could hear him clearly.
Holding back?
Under the heavily concealed black helmet, a look of solemnity flashed across the captain's face.
He knew the strength of his subordinates best.
Precisely because he knew, he knew they were not holding back at all and were genuinely fighting with the intent to kill the little girl.
A young girl of the Soul King level facing ten—no, nine—Soul Douluo level powerhouses.
In this seemingly suicidal situation, even though his subordinates were still overpowering the young girl, as a soul master with extensive combat experience, he knew better that they were gradually falling into a disadvantage.
Though Soul Douluos were strong, their soul power would be consumed with the use of soul skills. Moreover, they were being led by the nose by the opponent.
Although it was absurd, the fact remained that a mere Soul King level young girl was leading nine Soul Douluo level powerhouses on a chase.
Among the ten chosen for this task, only the boy who had fainted was a flying soul master; the rest were ground-based.
The young girl flew very high. The subordinates on the ground could only attack with soul skills; ordinary leaps could not reach her. Furthermore, they could not maneuver flexibly in the air. If this continued, their side would truly lose!
The captain gazed deeply at Tang Sui, who was as slippery as an eel in the air, silently counting the time.
The black-armored knights, whose soul power had been depleted by thirty to forty percent, exchanged glances. They stopped their fierce soul skill offensive and shifted their formation.