Facing Tang San's hidden weapon attack, Oscar didn't move in the slightest. At some unknown moment, six flying swords had already returned to his side. With a sharp glint of sword light, they directly blocked all ten of the incoming hidden weapons.
A series of ten explosive sounds rang out almost simultaneously, as the ten flashes of cold light were completely deflected by Oscar. Tang San's hidden weapons hadn't caused him the least bit of harm.
Tang San was secretly shocked. He knew very well that what he had just launched were ten Bone Piercing Nails. Among small hidden weapons, Bone Piercing Nails were considered rather heavy. Combined with his internal force and the nails' penetrating properties, they still failed to inflict even the slightest wound on Oscar?
Such terrifying offensive power and he hadn't even used a soul skill yet! No wonder Dai Mubai had said that Oscar was flawless.
But Tang San did not lose heart. With a turn of his body, more than ten cold flashes shot toward Oscar once again.
"Flawless, is it?" A cold glint flashed in Tang San's eyes. In his view, what others called 'flawless' was nothing more than a body full of flaws. As long as he could break through one point, that would be his opportunity.
Of course, the premise was that he could actually find a breakthrough. Otherwise, it was just empty talk.
Retreating, Tang San's hands moved like butterflies threading through flowers sometimes flicking, sometimes snapping. Streak after streak of cold light shot out, each aiming precisely at Oscar's vital points.
Willow Leaf Knives, Locust Stones, Coin Darts, Bone Piercing Nails various hidden weapons bloomed under Tang San's Rain of Flowering Petals technique. Some flew straight, some flew obliquely, some curved around to strike from behind. But all had only one target: Oscar's body.
Yet facing Tang San's hedge hoglike storm of hidden weapons, Oscar neither dodged nor even moved his feet. The six flying swords around him suddenly shone with even greater sword energy before shooting out.
In just the blink of an eye, the sound of clashing metal rang out in succession. When the sounds faded, Oscar still stood upright, unshaken. At a distance of one meter around him, countless fragments of shattered hidden weapons littered the ground.
Seeing this, Tang San's pupils contracted. His admiration for Oscar's skill grew even more.
He had been in this world for twelve years, but this was the first time he had encountered a soul master as strong as Oscar, someone so adept at applying martial souls.
"So this is what it means to be a prodigy who reached Rank 47 at only fourteen years old? Truly terrifying." Tang San couldn't help but mutter inwardly. "But what I excel at isn't merely throwing hidden weapons it's real mechanical hidden weapons!"
In an instant, Tang San suddenly raised both hands. Muscles contracted, and a buzzing sound immediately came from his sleeves. A spray of gleaming steel needles shot out, shrouded in thick mist, directly toward Oscar's face.
The distance between them wasn't far. The moment Tang San triggered the device, the thick mist spread outward, carrying the fragrance of tea. But Oscar wasn't concerned about poison at allhis body had long become immune to all toxins.
Facing Tang San's new wave of hidden weapons, Oscar once again calmly controlled five swords to form a defensive array in front of him, not giving Tang San the slightest chance to strike.
At the same time, he directed the Frost moon Sword to attack Tang San directly. Oscar had understood Tang San's hidden weapons might be powerful, but they posed no threat to him. So Oscar decided to stop playing around.
The Frost moon Sword came at lightning speed. This time, Tang San couldn't dodge. He hurriedly summoned countless Blue Silver Grass to block, but his martial soul was too fragile. It was instantly shredded by the Frost moon Sword's blade.
Just as the sword was about to pierce Tang San's body, his left hand suddenly flared with soul power. A small black hammer appeared in his grip.
The little black hammer didn't look like much, but it was extremely heavy. With a fierce swing, Tang San actually knocked the incoming Frost moon Sword away!
Oscar frowned slightly, feigning surprise. "Twin Martial Souls?"
Hearing this, Tang San realized he had slipped up. Could it be that his secret of possessing twin martial souls was about to be exposed?
But in that desperate moment, he had no better way to evade or defend against the Frost moon Sword. He had been forced to reveal his second martial soul.
Although the Frost moon Sword was knocked aside, Oscar's attack didn't stop. After blocking Tang San's mechanical hidden weapons with his sword array, the five swords pressed forward again.
By now, Tang San had consumed a huge amount of soul power. Almost all his techniques were exhausted, yet he hadn't managed to pressure Oscar in the slightest not even touching him once.
Even with his immense pride, Tang San had no choice but to admit Oscar's overwhelming strength. Strength so absolute that it killed any thought of resistance.
With that realization, Tang San hastily put away his second martial soul, pretending it was merely a weapon. He then drove his Blue Silver Grass to wrap tightly around his body, trying to stall for time.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the incense stick still had a fifth left. If he could just hold out a few more minutes, it would burn out.
Right now, Tang San desperately wanted to enter Shrek Academy. He wanted to study alongside super geniuses like Oscar and compete with them! So no matter what, he wouldn't give up easily.
But Oscar had no intention of continuing the game. His five swords instantly cut through the Blue Silver Grass and stopped at Tang San's throat, heart, face, and knees just as Tang San's hidden weapons had targeted Oscar earlier, each blade aimed at a fatal point.
Under such a deadly threat, Tang San halted his movements. Seeing the incense stick nearly burnt out, he sighed softly.
"We… lost…"
Ning Rongrong looked displeased at this outcome, but she couldn't say anything. Oscar's strength was simply overwhelming. She could even tell that Oscar had been deliberately letting Tang San attack him.
No matter how fancy Tang San's methods were, they had no effect on Oscar.
This reminded Ning Rongrong of something her Sword Grandfather had once said:
"In the face of absolute strength, all techniques are illusions."
"So… so powerful…" Ning Rongrong couldn't help but sigh in awe.
Oscar cast Tang San a calm glance. With a wave of his hand, he withdrew his martial soul. The surrounding swords dissolved into soul power and vanished.
His voice was indifferent: "You three aren't bad, though you lack teamwork. Your combat ability is decent. You didn't technically pass my test, but you do qualify to enter Shrek Academy. Congratulations."
At this, Tang San and Ning Rongrong were both stunned. Then joy welled in their hearts. Ning Rongrong still couldn't quite believe it: "We… passed?"
Oscar nodded. "Don't get too happy yet. Entering Shrek isn't easy. From now on, you'll endure the strictest training until you truly become qualified soul masters."
Hearing this, Tang San's excitement surged uncontrollably. To join such a Shrek Academy that was meaningful!
But his joy quickly faded when he noticed Xiao Wu still unconscious in the middle of the stage.
In just a few steps, Tang San rushed to her side and cradled her in his arms. "Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu! Are you alright?! We passed!!"
Oscar said lightly, "She's fine. It's just backlash from her own second soul skill straining her spiritual power."
As he spoke, Oscar pulled a sausage from his soul tool and tossed it to Tang San. "Have her eat this. Then let her rest for two days."
Tang San accepted the sausage, hesitated briefly, then fed it to Xiao Wu. The moment it entered her mouth, it melted into pure energy that flowed through her body. Her pale face quickly regained color. Soon, Xiao Wu stirred awake, eyes fluttering open.
"Brother? What… what happened to me? My head hurts so much…" She mumbled weakly in Tang San's arms.
Seeing her awaken, Tang San held her tightly. "It's alright now. It's my fault I didn't protect you well enough…"
Expressionless, Oscar watched this so called brother and sister. After a brief moment of speechlessness, he turned to Zhu Zhuqing on the platform. "Zhuqing, take Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong to the girls' dormitory."
Then he turned to Dai Mubai. "Mubai, you take Tang San."
Both agreed. Once Xiao Wu had recovered a bit, the two of them led the new students to their dorms.
Oscar and Dugu Yan remained behind to continue the assessments. Apart from the original Shrek Seven Devils, there were still other applicants who had reached the fourth stage, though almost none could pass the real combat trial.
On the way to the dorms, Tang San asked Dai Mubai, "Senior Dai, how old are you now?"
Dai Mubai chuckled. "Why? Feeling pressured after experiencing Oscar Bro's strength? My advice don't. He's a monster. No need to compare yourself to a monster."
Tang San nodded seriously. "I think only by comparing myself with people like him does it have true meaning."
Seeing Tang San's earnest expression, Dai Mubai stopped joking. "I'm fifteen, with rank thirty nine soul power. Compared to Oscar Bro, my talent is nothing. His very existence overturns everything we thought we knew about soul masters. But precisely because of him, I and the rest of Shrek have achieved what we have today."
Hearing this, Tang San grew even more curious about Oscar. Dai Mubai himself was extraordinarily gifted, having reached rank thirty nine at fifteen. Yet compared to Oscar, it was as if no one else mattered.
Tang San had already experienced Oscar's power firsthand. But overturning all knowledge of soul masters? He hadn't felt that yet.
So he pressed again: "Senior, what do you mean by that? Senior Oscar is indeed the strongest I've ever seen, but aren't you exaggerating?"
Dai Mubai just smiled. "It's fine if you don't believe me. I can explain slowly."
Tang San replied seriously, "I'm all ears."
As a reborn, this was the first time Tang San had ever felt such intense curiosity toward a peer.
The reason was simple Oscar was only fourteen, yet his soul power had already reached a monstrous rank forty seven. His talent completely defied all of Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang's cultivation theories. The knowledge Tang San had painstakingly learned over the years now felt inadequate.
Most importantly, Oscar's combat power was equally terrifying. He had defeated three opponents at once without even using a single soul skill.
Even when Tang San threw in all his trump cards, he hadn't touched Oscar's clothes or forced him to take a single step. He was utterly crushed.
And Dai Mubai wasn't surprised by Tang San's reaction. To him as well, Oscar was an unfathomable existence.
Over the past three years, Dai Mubai himself had changed a lot. The fact that he now respectfully called Oscar "Oscar Bro" said it all.
At Shrek, Oscar already held absolute authority. Even Flender and the others sometimes discussed major decisions with him.
In their eyes, fourteen year old Oscar was no longer just a child, but an equal.
Dai Mubai explained: "Today you witnessed Oscar Bro's strength. But did you know? His martial soul isn't actually the Frost moon Sword. That sword is his teacher's martial soul. His true martial soul is the supreme Sausage of the Food System."
This stunned Tang San completely. What did that mean Oscar was using his teacher's martial soul?
Tang San's own teacher was the so called Grandmaster, a man who knew all soul master theory. Yet even he had never mentioned anyone being able to use another person's martial soul!
And what did Dai Mubai mean by saying Oscar's real martial soul was a food type? Then what about the deadly swords that almost cut Tang San in half? Was he hallucinating?
Seeing Tang San's dumbfounded face, Dai Mubai continued, "Don't worry, I'll explain slowly."
Tang San nodded blankly. Even he was bewildered by Dai Mubai's words.
"Oscar Bro's martial soul is indeed food type, and he was born with innate full soul power a super genius of the food system. The reason he can wield his teacher's martial soul is due to a special soul skill. I can't tell you the specifics without his permission."
"But what you need to know is this: although Oscar Bro is a food type soul master, his combat ability surpasses any soul master of the same rank, regardless of type. And his support ability is unmatched as well."
"That sausage you just fed your little girlfriend that was Oscar bro's first soul skill: the Super Recovery Sausage."
Hearing this, Tang San finally began to grasp what kind of existence Oscar truly was. But Dai Mubai's last words made him blush.
"Ahem… Senior, Xiao Wu isn't my girlfriend. She's my younger sister."
Dai Mubai raised his brows, then chuckled. "Sister, is it? A sister is even better than a girlfriend."
Inwardly, Dai Mubai sighed, "Girlfriends are way more troublesome than sisters…"
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