Seeing the bear paw slamming towards her, Ning Rongrong forced herself to calm down.
She retreated continuously.
At the same time, a fist-sized ball of soul power appeared in her hand.
It split in two, becoming egg-sized, and began to spin wildly.
Just looking at it in her hand gave one an uncontrollable feeling of escape.
With a flick of her small hand, two rapidly spinning Rasengans passed by the bear paw and
shot towards Zhao Wuji's eyes.
"What is that?!"
The Rasengans magnified in Zhao Wuji's eyes.
The egg-sized objects created ripples in the air, making his eyelids twitch.
Not daring to be careless, Zhao Wuji had to stop his attack, picked up the bear paw, and covered his eyes.
Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu also took this opportunity to rush over and protect Ning Rongrong behind them.
Bang!
Two sounds rang out simultaneously as the Rasengans struck the back of his hand.
The fur on his hand twisted.
Zhao Wuji felt the pain, and his brows furrowed.
Caught off guard, the force of the high-speed spin slammed his bear paw hard into his face.
*Smack!*
A crisp sound rang out.
A stream of bright red blood flowed down his flushed face.
"Good, good, good, you're all very good!"
Zhao Wuji, his pupils dilated at the sight of the crimson stain on his hand, shouted "Good!" three times!
Though it was praise, it was filled with rage.
He, a Soul Saint, known as the Immovable King,
had actually been beaten to a pulp by a support-type!
How could he ever face anyone again!
Dai Mubai, at the edge of the open space, tightly covered his mouth, afraid to laugh out loud.
He could sense that Teacher Zhao was angry!
If Zhao caught him laughing at him, he'd be lucky to escape with his life.
Tang San also looked at Ning Rongrong in surprise.
According to the Grandmaster, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's support characters should have no offensive capabilities!?
Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, though also curious, didn't hesitate.
After Ning Rongrong retreated a short distance...
The two women exchanged a glance and, before Zhao Wuji could react, launched their attack.
Xiao Wu leaped high, her supple, resilient waist allowing her to unleash her full power.
Her toes aimed directly at Zhao Wuji's eyes.
Zhu Zhuqing's second spirit ring flashed.
An eerie purple light filled the air, her claws turned black, and her speed increased dramatically.
Her target was the knee of the leg she had just breached.
Zhao Wuji's eyes sharpened.
He stood still, scanning the surrounding monsters, his chest heaving.
He watched helplessly as Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing attacked his vitals.
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass also sprouted rapidly from beneath his feet.
Even that little girl Ning Rongrong dared to use that little ball to join the fray.
Since that's how it is, then let's fight!
"First Spirit Skill, Immovable King Body!"
Zhao Wuji's roar made everyone's ears ring.
His first spirit ring flashed rapidly, followed by a burst of golden light emanating from his powerful body.
All attacks within a three-meter radius were deflected.
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass shattered.
Xiao Wu used her third spirit skill, Teleportation, in time, while Zhu Zhuqing was sent flying backward, her face deathly pale.
The Rasengan struck the ground, leaving a crater the size of a soccer ball.
"Again!"
Zhao Wuji roared, his eyes blazing with fury as he rapidly searched for his target.
His gaze locked onto Ning Rongrong once more.
"Fourth spirit skill, Location Tracking!"
Before Zhao Wuji's words even finished, Xiao Wu and the others immediately rushed to Ning Rongrong's aid.
"Hehe..."
Along with Zhao Wuji's cold laughter, Xiao Wu's angry voice rang out.
"You actually cheated!"
"Not good!" Tang San was also taken aback.
Zhao Wuji's purple fourth spirit ring had actually been placed on Zhu Zhuqing.
*Bang!*
With a leap, he was already behind Zhu Zhuqing, casting her into shadow.
Two bear paws were raised high.
If they landed with full force, it would be like a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) sprinkled with ketchup.
Third Soul Skill, Teleportation!
Xiao Wu's figure instantly appeared above Zhao Wuji, and once again used the same trick, swinging her toe towards his eyes.
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was about to follow up in time.
"Hmph! I'll wipe you all out in one fell swoop!" In order to regain face, Zhao Wuji was already planning to finish the battle quickly!
"Third Soul Skill, Gravity Enhancement!"
Buzz!
The purple third soul ring on Zhao Wuji's body actually sank into the ground, and invisible ripples spread out.
The entire open space was covered with a layer of golden light.
Zhu Zhuqing, who wanted to escape, suddenly slowed down.
Tang San, who was about to rush over, had his Blue Silver Grass restricted.
The most dangerous one was Xiao Wu.
While she was still in mid-air, she suddenly felt her weight more than double, and her body was involuntarily pressed down.
Even the circulation of her soul power seemed to be slowed down by gravity.
"Second Soul Skill, Mighty Vajra Palm!"
Zhao Wuji seized the opportunity, his bear paw slamming towards Xiao Wu.
*Bang!*
"Xiao Wu!!"
A muffled sound followed,
accompanied by Tang San's howl.
Blood splattered on the ground as Xiao Wu's body plummeted downwards.
Tang San's eyes immediately changed, filled with killing intent and ruthlessness!
He held nothing back, unleashing his Ghost Shadow Steps technique, his arms outstretched to catch Xiao Wu.
Whoosh!
A black shadow flashed through the air; Zhu Zhuqing intercepted him, pulling Xiao Wu into her arms.
"Xiao Wu, are you alright?"
Her eyes were filled with deep worry; she had promised Ye Qiu to protect her!
"I...I'm fine,"
Xiao Wu stammered, blood still trickling from her lips, her breathing erratic.
"Zhu Zhuqing, get out of the way!"
Tang San shouted from nearby.
Zhu Zhuqing's heart tightened; she immediately tried to escape with Xiao Wu.
"Heh...you should worry about yourself first!"
A body over two meters tall slammed down in front of Zhu Zhuqing, its bear paws reaching out to strike them both.
Buzz! Zhu Zhuqing's first spirit ring lit up, and she was about to escape his attack range.
But...a booming voice rang in her ears again.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Compression!"
As Zhao Wuji's first black soul ring emitted bursts of dark light, an irresistible pressure suddenly emanated from all directions.
Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San's breath caught in their throats for a moment, their bodies frozen in place.
"No!"
Tang San's shouts and the fragile Blue Silver Grass did not stop Zhao Wuji's actions.
He had restrained himself, having already held back considerable force when he struck.
As the bear paw landed, Zhu Zhuqing frowned, her Shadow Spider Spears on her back stirring restlessly.
"Quick, go!"
Xiao Wu in her arms acted first, reminding Zhu Zhuqing before using her soul skill.
Second Soul Skill, Charm!
Pink light shone in her eyes as she met Zhao Wuji's gaze.
In just a few breaths, Zhao Wuji reacted immediately, his eyes flashing brightly. The pink light in Xiao Wu's eyes vanished instantly, and she fainted.
Zhao Wuji's movements also slowed considerably.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhu Zhuqing immediately took Xiao Wu and left the spot.
"Xiao Wu!"
Tang San rushed over anxiously, his heart filled with resentment as he looked at Xiao Wu, who was bleeding from her mouth and nose, in Zhu Zhuqing's arms
. "Zhu Zhuqing, is Xiao Wu alright?" Ning Rongrong also quickly ran over from the edge, looking at her worriedly.
"I didn't expect her to have a bewitching soul skill." Zhao Wuji stretched his neck and patted his head.
"Don't worry, it's just a backlash of mental energy, she'll be fine after a nap! Put her aside for now!"
At this moment, the incense stick on the ground had already burned two-thirds of its way down.
Zhu Zhuqing quietly looked at Xiao Wu in her arms, Ye Qiu's instructions still vivid in her mind.
After a moment of silence, she was about to transfer Xiao Wu to Ning Rongrong.
"Ning Rongrong, you take care of her for a while ."
"Okay! Be careful too." Ning Rongrong hugged Xiao Wu and retreated.
Zhu Zhuqing turned around, just about to release the Shadow Spider Spear.
Tang San interrupted her.
"Leave the rest to me!"
He was now bowing his head, his eyes gloomy, and his voice was cold.
"What do you mean!?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at him strangely.
"What I mean is, I'll handle things alone from now on!"
Tang San's voice was cold.
He felt his face burning and his heart ached.
He had clearly said he would protect Xiao Wu, but now he could only watch helplessly as she got hurt.
"Alright!"
Zhu Zhuqing thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
Tang San then looked at Ning Rongrong, only to see her nodding repeatedly, seemingly in complete agreement.
In truth, Ning Rongrong just wanted to see him embarrass himself, and even Zhu Zhuqing shared the same thought.
They knew very well that with their talents, the current tests were practically meaningless; no academy would turn them away.
Therefore, let him take the beating if he wanted!
After all, he was their enemy!
"Teacher Zhao, I'll be your opponent alone from now on! How about it?"
Tang San cupped his hands, asking respectfully.
"I heard everything. Since you're confident, then come on! Let me see what gives you the right to say that!"
Zhao Wuji grinned, scratching his head.
He thought it was good for young people to have spirit, but excessive arrogance required tempering!
"Then Teacher Zhao, you'd better be careful!" As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San suddenly looked up, the fierce glint in his eyes concealed by a purple light.
Purple Demon Eye! Mysterious Jade Hand!
Before Zhao Wuji could react,
they had already stopped holding back and were going all out!
His hands had transformed into a dark jade color, tracing a line across the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon at his waist, and then he swiftly flicked his wrists.
Zhao Wuji was startled as he watched the ten streaks of light hurtling towards him.
Such speed!
Ten bone-piercing nails were aimed at Zhao Wuji's vital points: carotid artery, ears, eyes, and groin—
no two spots were the same.
Having learned from Ning Rongrong's experience, Zhao Wuji dared not underestimate the things these little monsters threw.
His beast spirit, the Mighty Vajra Bear, possessed extremely strong defense, with virtually no weaknesses, but its speed was relatively slow.
Zhao Wuji was already used to wide-open, head-on clashes with his opponents, and he had no talent for dodging.
Moreover, his knee had been injured by Zhu Zhuqing, further reducing his speed. Taking a
deep breath
, Zhao Wuji focused his energy in his dantian and fully activated his first soul skill, his body already covered with a faint golden light.
Clang clang clang!
"Such force!" Zhao Wuji frowned; Tang San's attack had actually caused him pain. He felt a surge of relief
; thankfully, he hadn't underestimated
Tang San, or he would have embarrassed himself again. Undeterred by his missed attack, Tang San
had crafted enough hidden weapons over the years to keep Zhao Wuji entertained.
Willow-leaf daggers, flying stones, coin darts, bone-piercing nails—
all sorts of hidden weapons rained down on Zhao Wuji as if they were free.
Watching this scene, Dai Mubai, watching from afar, couldn't help but swallow hard.
He was thankful that Tang San hadn't used such a tactic during their earlier conflict, or he would have been riddled with holes!
At the same time, he silently reminded himself that he absolutely could not harbor any ill intentions towards the girl named Xiao Wu.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, watched coldly, their main focus being on caring for Xiao Wu.
"Kid, are you a hedgehog?! Third Soul Skill, Gravity Enhancement!"
As Zhao Wuji used his soul skill, an invisible gravity field enveloped his surroundings.
The hidden weapons thrown by Tang San were affected, their speed drastically reduced, and their power greatly diminished.
To maintain their original power,
Tang San had to expend more strength and soul power to throw them.
"Kid, let's see how long you can keep throwing!"
Zhao Wuji sneered, maintaining his Immovable King form as he lunged at Tang San.
"Second Soul Skill, Parasitism!"
Tang San's second soul skill caused Blue Silver Grass to sprout directly from his body, without needing to break through the protective aura of his Immovable King form.
Unfortunately, this only slowed down Zhao Wuji's advance.
However,
Tang San used Ghost Shadow Steps, combined with the restraint of the Blue Silver Grass,
leaving Zhao Wuji helpless for the time being.
"Fourth and Fifth Soul Skills, Positioning and Tracking! Gravity Compression!"
With the Immovable King form protecting him, the gravity enhancement suppressed the thrown hidden weapons.
Gravity compressed Tang San's movements, and the tracking device quickly closed the distance.
After a series of attacks, Tang San felt his entire body ache from the pressure of gravity.
Zhao Wuji had already raised his Vajra Palm to strike him.
"Heh." Tang San sneered. His specialty was mechanical hidden weapons.
His mechanical hidden weapons could be activated with just a muscle movement.
Even though he couldn't move now, he still activated the Hidden Sand Projectile hidden weapon hidden in his chest.
Sixty-four steel needles shot towards Zhao Wuji's chest, accompanied by a wisp of tea-scented smoke.
"Hiss, poison!"
Zhao Wuji inhaled a little of the smell and immediately held his breath, circulating his soul power to suppress the poison in his body.
A sharp pain also came from his chest!
The Hidden Sand Projectile was one of the few hidden weapons that Tang San could break through his protective aura.
The Immovable King Body's defense was too strong; the sixty steel needles only pierced Zhao Wuji's skin.
"Good lad!" Zhao Wuji's face darkened. These kids truly lived up to their reputation as little monsters!
He lunged at Tang San again.
Tang San merely lowered his head slightly, and an arrow shot out from behind his collar, aimed straight at Zhao Wuji's face.
A crossbow with a tight-fitting design!
Zhao Wuji caught the arrow in his teeth, and some emerald green liquid suddenly flowed from the tip into his mouth, instantly numbing his tongue.
"Ptooey!" He immediately spat out the arrow and the remaining poison in his mouth.
Zhao Wuji looked at the long incense stick burning on the ground, almost completely burned out.
Nothing could wash away the shame more than his own victory!
Zhao Wuji disregarded everything and truly unleashed his full power.
The Immovable King Body technique raged, the gravity constantly compressing and pressing down on Tang San.
"Not good!" Tang San cried out in alarm.
Zhao Wuji actually crushed Tang San with his massive body, sending him flying a great distance. Tang San
coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Without the Dragon Beard Needles, Tang San had nothing that could completely break through Zhao Wuji's defenses.
At this moment, he could only become a punching bag for Zhao Wuji to rebuild his authority!
Silent sleeve arrows, Zhuge Repeating Crossbows, and other weapons—Tang San used every trick in the book to deal with Zhao Wuji's attacks.
While Zhao Wuji was easily defeating him, Ning Rongrong was taking out some herbs and pills from her soul tool to feed Xiao Wu.
The moment the incense burned out,
a figure covered in soot, bruises, and swollen like a sandbag crashed to the ground.
It was Tang San.
At the last moment, he was sent flying by Zhao Wuji's Mighty Vajra Palm.
He was already unconscious when he landed.
Dai Mubai quickly went over and checked him over; thankfully, it was all minor injuries.
"Teacher Zhao, you went too far."
"Hehe... I just wanted to temper this real troublemaker's arrogance."
Zhao Wuji had also deactivated his martial soul possession; his mouth was swollen, and his body felt sore and numb.
"Oscar!"
A voice, carrying his powerful soul force, spread throughout the academy.
"Coming!" A moment later, a limp figure responded.
A stubble-faced man with slightly lewd peach blossom eyes came running over.
"Teacher Zhao! You were looking for me? Huh? Why do you look so disheveled?"
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask! Hurry up and make me some sausages!"
Zhao Wuji limped over to his side, his speech slightly slurred.
"Oh, okay!"
Oscar chanted his soul incantation without a word. "
I have a small sausage!
I have a big sausage!"
Two sausages, one large and one small, appeared in his hands, which he then handed to Zhao Wuji.
"Oscar, give Tang San one too!"
"Okay, Boss Dai! By the way, does that junior sister need any?"
Oscar's gaze suddenly fell on Xiao Wu, or rather, Ning Rongrong, who was holding Xiao Wu.
"If you want to die, I can grant your wish!"
A chill ran through Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, making Oscar shiver.
"Haha. No need for you to trouble yourself, junior."
"Alright! You've passed the test! Xiao Ao, Mu Bai, take them to the dorm. Don't touch those things on the ground, they're poisonous. Let this little hedgehog clean them up when he wakes up!"
After instructing the group, Zhao Wuji slowly left.
"Xiao Ao! Here!" Dai Mubai tossed Tang San to Oscar.
"Boss Dai, this isn't fair, I should be the one leading the junior."
"Hmm?"
Oscar swallowed his words when Dai Mubai looked over and clenched his fist in warning.
"Hehe. It doesn't matter who leads the way, it's all the same!"
Oscar chuckled dryly and quickly carried Tang San towards his dorm.
Dai Mubai, on the other hand, was to lead Zhu Zhuqing and the others to the girls' dorm.
Along the way,
Dai Mubai did all the talking, but received no response.
When they left, they all had sour faces.
...
Evening, in the dorm.
Shrek Academy's dormitories were anything but luxurious; their basic facilities were adequate.
At this moment,
Xiao Wu was still fast asleep in bed, being cared for by Ning Rongrong.
Zhu Zhuqing had dismantled her own bed in the dormitory, intending to stay with Ning Rongrong and the others.
"Zhuqing, Xiao Wu is awake!"
Zhu Zhuqing, who was still packing her things, suddenly heard Ning Rongrong's call.
Zhu Zhuqing immediately went over. (