The distance of two hundred meters was neither far nor near.
For three Soul Masters above level thirty, it would take less than ten breaths to cross it with ease.
Behind them, the Tiger, Wolf, and Bear martial souls roared, and three spirit rings, white, yellow, purple; white, yellow, yellow; and white, white, yellow, rose from beneath their feet. The fluctuations of their soul power like a fierce wind crushed down.
"Big Brother!"
"Second Brother!"
"Third Brother!"
"You must uphold justice for your brothers! That damned bitch, they were too ruthless!"
The moment the three appeared, the wailing subordinates instantly gained confidence. They pointed at Zhu Zhuyun and the other two, wishing they could tear them apart alive.
The three paid no mind to the subordinates' cries. If they hadn't judged that Wang Zhong had no strength and that Zhu Zhuyun and the other two were not strong, they wouldn't have cared about their lives and deaths.
The skinny man's shifty eyes ceaselessly scanned Zhu Zhuyun and the other two, unable to stop his saliva, his throat constantly bobbing.
"As expected of the Star Luo Empress lineage, such figures, such beauty, such grace, tsk tsk tsk, the Dai family of the Star Luo Royal Family truly knows how to enjoy themselves."
"No wonder to this day, there hasn't been a single Titled Douluo in the entire royal family. With such beauties by their side, it's already good not to die at their hands, how could they have the leisure to cultivate!"
"Hahaha, but now, it falls to us three brothers."
Facing such humiliation, Zhu Zhuyun did not rebuke them immediately. Instead, she retreated continuously, forming a triangle with Zhu Zhuya and Zhu Zhuyi, protecting Wang Zhong and Zhu Zhuqing behind them.
"Three Soul Masters! Absolutely do not engage in a head-on confrontation. Use your speed advantage to entangle them, then find an opportunity."
"You quickly hold Fourth Sister and go up, don't come down and cause trouble!"
Zhu Zhuyun gritted her teeth and said.
Looking at Zhu Zhuyun, Zhu Zhuya, and Zhu Zhuyi standing in front of him, a hint of surprise flashed in Wang Zhong's eyes.
In the Star Luo Empire, the infighting within the royal lineage was extremely brutal. Only one person could survive and inherit the throne or the position of Empress in each generation.
But observing the relationship between the four, it didn't seem to be the case, at least not now.
"If we go up, and they deliberately lead the battle towards the carriage, you will be very passive."
"With me and Little Zhuqing at the center, you form a circle and be ready. As long as they show signs of attacking or using their spirit abilities, you can completely interrupt them on the spot with your speed."
"Three Soul Masters, their strength far surpasses yours. Not confronting them head-on is correct. As speed-type spirit masters, as long as you catch their offensive point and counter it, you can win!"
Wang Zhong held Zhu Zhuqing in his arms, gently pinching her elastic little face, and chuckled as he explained the method to victory.
"The Tiger, Wolf, and Bear martial souls have no special additional attributes. Their combat style prioritizes physique and strength. They have three spirit rings, with four white spirit rings. With the strength of your Nether Spirit Cat martial soul, you don't need to consider these four spirit abilities at all."
"You only need to pay attention to the yellow and purple spirit rings of the Tiger martial soul, the yellow and yellow spirit rings of the Wolf martial soul, and the yellow spirit ring of the Bear martial soul."
"In the current situation, first attack their weak point. The three of you attack together and cripple that shorty with the Bear martial soul first. His martial soul is a bear, and your speed is a complete counter to him. As long as you attack, it will hit!"
"Then, in a three-on-two situation, cripple the fat man with the Wolf martial soul, and finally deal with the most difficult skinny man with the Tiger martial soul."
With a few simple words, Zhu Zhuyun and the other two's hearts pounded. Such an analysis was incredibly detailed, not only mastering their martial souls' strengths and weaknesses to the extreme but also considering every aspect of the opponent's spirit rings and martial soul weaknesses.
According to Wang Zhong's words, as long as the steps were followed, they would definitely win!
It's just...
"Why are you saying it out loud! Can't you just whisper it to me!" Zhu Zhuyun was so angry she was almost in tears. How could they act if you were to openly declare it like this?
Not only Zhu Zhuyun, but Zhu Zhuya and Zhu Zhuyi also looked annoyed and glared at Wang Zhong.
Unlike Zhu Zhuyun and the other two's annoyance, these so-called three brothers were at this moment frightened, their hearts racing.
Their gazes fixed on Wang Zhong, as if they could devour him!
"Third brother, you retreat!"
The skinny man shouted, telling the shorty to retreat, while he and the fat man stepped forward to block them.
This scene made Zhu Zhuyun and the other two want to turn around and bite Wang Zhong.
"Although the Bear martial soul is a representative of strength-type spirit masters, shouldn't he be a defense-type spirit master!"
"You put the defense spirit master behind and push yourselves to the front. Isn't that just crippling a great general of yours? You're also Soul Masters, if you push him out, he should be able to withstand a few full-power attacks from the three of them."
"Although, as long as you attack their weak points like the eyes, throat, and groin, he will surely die, but at least it would buy you a chance to win."
"And at that time, two people sharing three charming, voluptuous women would be better than one person per woman!"
Wang Zhong smiled as he looked at the three opposite them. His gentle voice, however, made the three brothers' scalps tingle, and the shorty with the Bear martial soul, in particular, kept stepping back.
"Big Brother, Second Brother! We are brothers!"
"You can't treat me like this!"
There was deep suspicion in the shorty's eyes. This suspicion was not directed at Wang Zhong and the others, but at his so-called two older brothers.
In the Holy Spirit Cult, there was no such thing as brotherhood; they were all man-eating demons.
"Third brother, we've worked together for so many years, don't you have even this much trust!" The skinny man narrowed his eyes, his tone reprimanding, but no one knew what he was truly thinking.
Although the fat man said nothing, a hint of temptation appeared in his eyes.
Three Great Spirit Masters in their twenties, plus a weakling and a little girl, were not to be feared.
"Now is the time! Act immediately."
Wang Zhong quietly leaned to Zhu Zhuyun's ear and whispered.
The sudden warmth made Zhu Zhuyun's heart skip a beat, but she quickly recovered.
She exchanged a look with her two younger sisters, and the three sisters reached a consensus in an instant, launching a fierce attack.
The three figures simultaneously turned into afterimages, and in the blink of an eye, they were beside the shorty.
"Nether Puncture! Nether Hundred Claws!"
Three sharp cries sounded in unison. In a flash of electric light, six claw marks appeared on the shorty, blood splattering everywhere.
Accompanied by a scream, the shorty was gravely injured and fell to the ground, unconscious.
Zhu Zhuyun and the other two returned to their original positions, a hint of joy on their faces. With one less Soul Master, their chances of winning had greatly increased.
"You haven't killed anyone!"
Wang Zhong looked at the returning three, his expression filled with confusion.
With such a good opportunity, not a single attack landed on the throat. The reason the opponent fainted was entirely due to the shock of the spirit power within the six claw marks.
As expected, the three looked back at Wang Zhong with surprise and shook their heads.
The eldest among them, Zhu Zhuyun, was only thirteen years old. How could she have killed anyone!