The Ten Treasures Revealed, Everyone Stunned

Ning Rongrong was not stubbornly trying to act tough.

Nor was she blindly trying to prove her strength.

Even if her frontal attack really did prove ineffective when the time came, she could still turn the situation around and boost the others. It would be fine to have someone else attack instead.

What everyone was probably most worried about now was her identity as a Support System Soul Master.

After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's boosts were the key to winning this time.

If they let a Support System Soul Master take the risk, none of them could feel certain about the outcome.

But they did not know that Ning Rongrong's Martial Soul and Soul Skills had both been transformed.

As long as she showed during the test that she was not putting on a mysterious act, that would be enough.

The test officially began.

In the blink of an eye, it happened.

As soon as they started, Ning Rongrong held nothing back. Narrowing her eyes, she released her Martial Soul, the Ten Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. "The ten treasures turn, and Glazed Tile emerges. The ten treasures are named: First: Strength, Second: Speed!"

In an instant, two streams of holy light surrounded each of the three: Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing.

The speed and strength of all three also increased enormously.

After all, she was only joining the battlefield as support at the start. Aside from boosting her teammates, she did not need to do much.

At a glance, it was only a simple support boost.

But the moment that boost took effect, everyone present froze for a moment.

Zhao Wuji had not expected Shrek Academy to recruit a student from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect this year, while Tang San and the other two had not expected the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's boost to be so powerful.

They had long heard that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was one of the foremost paradises for Support System Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent, and that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was a top-tier Support System Martial Soul with heaven-defying boosts.

Yet seeing it today, and even experiencing it firsthand, still left them shocked.

Xiao Wu said, "What a powerful boost!"

Tang San nodded inwardly. Sure enough, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is a great tree that no Soul Master dares provoke lightly. I must get on good terms with them.

Zhao Wuji said, "Hahaha, a girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. I didn't expect them to be so generous as to let you come to Shrek Academy."

Zhu Zhuqing said, "..."

They could hardly be blamed for not knowing, though.

After all, an ordinary Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Skill only provided a forty percent boost, but Ning Rongrong's Ten Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Skill provided an eighty percent boost. A boost of nearly twice the original, and twice that of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, was indeed astonishing, even terrifying.

Hmph! What a bunch of country bumpkins, Ning Rongrong muttered inwardly, thoroughly enjoying the thrill. Then she said coldly, "Stick to the original plan!"

Children all had a little vanity, and she had not been very old in her previous life either. What was wrong with a little bragging?

Even so, she could not let her guard down now.

The battle had only just begun.

When the others heard Ning Rongrong call out, they too realized this was no time to be distracted.

Zhu Zhuqing used her Hell Spirit Cat to keep him occupied from the side. Already known for her speed, she became even faster with the Ten Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's boost. Leaving an afterimage where she had stood, she appeared before Zhao Wuji in an instant and launched her attack.

Tang San used his currently weak Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul to release various control skills, interfering with Zhao Wuji's frontal counterattack against Zhu Zhuqing.

With the two working together, Xiao Wu entered the fight last, launching a frontal assault on Zhao Wuji.

They were all clever, and their first wave of attacks was swift and fierce.

But Zhao Wuji was a Soul Saint, after all. After a moment's surprise, he still avoided the first exchange with ease.

Zhao Wuji chuckled. "Youngsters, don't ever underestimate a Soul Saint's abilities. Even if you use all your strength, you won't hurt a hair on my head."

To be fair, Shrek Academy's teaching was good, and its skill at bragging was not bad either.

If not for the mission bound to Ning Rongrong's identity, why would Ning Rongrong ever have come to this beastly academy?

Another half an incense stick's time passed.

The initial assault gradually slowed. During the fight, Zhao Wuji had underestimated his opponents at first and taken several blows to the head,

But once all seven of his Soul Rings were active and he understood the battle, Ning Rongrong's side truly had no good way to restrain him much.

They had now reached the latter half Ning Rongrong had spoken of.

Once Zhao Wuji began moving like a roaming dragon, it was already very difficult for the four of them to get close to him with their strength.

"Little ones, the lot of you are too weak. You'd better admit defeat early." Zhao Wuji gave a couple of sinister chuckles, then, relying on his formidable Soul Power Level, knocked Xiao Wu, who had struck him in the head earlier, unconscious with a single palm strike.

That act immediately made Tang San's face go expressionless.

But Zhao Wuji's attack was far from over.

In just a few moves, he forced back Zhu Zhuqing, who had been relying on her speed to keep him occupied.

In an instant, only Ning Rongrong and Tang San remained on the frontal battlefield.

"Who's next?"

Relying on his advantage, Zhao Wuji looked them over with interest.

What he did not know was that, in the past, Tang San would have been his only opponent. Now, however, things were different.

Watching Xiao Wu fall unconscious, Tang San's thoughts gradually grew darker. Zhao Wuji's next attack was imminent, Xiao Wu, currently their strongest attacker, was still down, and Zhu Zhuqing had been forced back for the moment. If Ning Rongrong were defeated too, he would lose her boosts and find it hard to hold out for long.

"I'll protect you, Ning Rongrong," Tang San vowed. "As long as I'm here, there's no way I'll let him hurt you. Just keep boosting me."

As the saying went, the Support System was iron while the Power Attack System flowed like water.

If one wanted to become stronger, the only people one could rely on besides oneself were Support System Soul Masters.

If he had said those words to Xiao Wu before she fainted, how touching they would have been.

But Ning Rongrong was not buying it!

"No need!" Ning Rongrong smiled inwardly. "In a moment, hit him with your strongest attack. Leave the rest to me."

Although Tang San's attacks were not strong at present, he had Hidden Weapons, and in the original story he would definitely use them. It would be somewhat difficult to hurt Zhao Wuji with that little bit of attack power, but...

Hearing Ning Rongrong still say that, Tang San's gaze grew somewhat angry. "The test is no joke. What use is a Support System Soul Master like you apart from providing boosts? If you keep insisting on having your way, none of us will advance."

But Ning Rongrong paid no heed to all he had to say.

Taking the lead, she cried out, "The ten treasures turn, and Glazed Tile emerges. The ten treasures are named: First: Divine Strength, Second: Divine Speed!"

Whoosh-

As if green light had come from the horizon and entered Ning Rongrong's body, her attack and speed instantly received a two-hundred-percent boost.

A flash of green light passed, and she was already in front of Tang San, facing Zhao Wuji head-on.

"This... what's this?"

Once again, everyone present was stunned.

In their eyes, Ning Rongrong's speed was now still on par with Zhu Zhuqing's.

"A Support System Soul Master has such speed?" Zhao Wuji was speechless. "But even so, do you think you can face my attack head-on?"

Although Zhao Wuji had intended to hold back some of his strength, such an outrageously "courting-death-type" Support System Soul Master still got his blood up. "I'll teach you a little lesson!"

But don't worry. Even if you lose, Shrek Academy will still take the lot of you.

Who would let Little Monsters and a money bag get away?

"Ning Rongrong!" Tang San was so anxious he nearly cried, and even his voice trembled. This test was far too important to him. How could someone be so unwilling to follow instructions?

He felt as though his pride was about to take a blow.

He had been an adult in his twenties or thirties in his previous life, after all.

Surely he had eaten more rice than Ning Rongrong?

What gave her the right not to listen to him?

He had originally wanted to save his Hidden Weapons until the end, but now, for Ning Rongrong's sake—no, for his own sake—he had no choice but to use them early.

Otherwise, he would have to report back to his hometown.

Even with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Tang San could barely keep up with Ning Rongrong. With no other choice, he launched ten Bone-Piercing Nails from the shadows, all speeding toward Zhao Wuji to give Ning Rongrong a chance to escape.

Sure enough, as the Bone-Piercing Nails came flying, Zhao Wuji's movements slowed slightly.

Tang San's sorrow turned to joy. Thinking his Hidden Weapons had succeeded, he hurriedly shouted for Ning Rongrong to retreat.

But the next second, reality slapped him in the face again.

Not only did Ning Rongrong not retreat, she accelerated halfway there, bursting out at an even greater speed than before. She caught two Bone-Piercing Nails out of the air with her bare hand and charged at Zhao Wuji.

She was actually faster than Zhu Zhuqing had been just now.

Zhu Zhuqing was a speed-type Soul Master, after all.

Although her Soul Power was only level twenty-six, surely she could not be slower than a Support System Soul Master?

"What happened?" Tang San was both anxious and shocked. Even he could not understand it now.

Only Zhu Zhuqing, standing nearby, had a flash of insight in her eyes. "Ning Rongrong didn't get faster. All of us got slower!"

"What do you mean?" Tang San was shocked again!

But how could he understand when he was not a speed-type Soul Master?

Of everyone present, Zhu Zhuqing was the Soul Master most sensitive to speed, even more so than the Soul Saint Zhao Wuji.

At first, she too had been utterly baffled by Ning Rongrong's speed. But after observing carefully, she realized that this speed could not possibly be faster than her own as a speed-type Soul Master. In a true comparison, Ning Rongrong was slower than her.

Moreover, judging by the speed of the Hidden Weapons Tang San had launched, Hidden Weapons were difficult to detect in the first place. With her back to Tang San, how could Ning Rongrong have caught the Bone-Piercing Nails barehanded? She did not even know when the Bone-Piercing Nails would be launched.

To see the afterimages of the Bone-Piercing Nails and even catch them barehanded, the speed of everything around her had clearly been restricted.

Of course, Ning Rongrong herself was the exception to that restriction.

"That's right!" Seeing that he could no longer evade Ning Rongrong's attack, Zhao Wuji was forced to raise his defense on the spot and decided to take the attack head-on.

As a Defense System Soul Master with extremely high Soul Power, he was confident he could easily withstand it.

And just as he was about to explain that he too had been affected by Ning Rongrong's Soul Skill, which had slowed him for a moment, and that it was not because of Tang San's Hidden Weapons,

The attack of the ten Bone-Piercing Nails arrived.

Eight of the Bone-Piercing Nails Tang San had launched struck Zhao Wuji's defense first, but had no real effect. After several clinks, they fell to the ground.

But the next moment, under everyone's astonished gazes, the two Bone-Piercing Nails in Ning Rongrong's hand silently pierced Zhao Wuji's defense.

This was the defense of a level seventy-six, Soul Saint-level Defense System Soul Master!

For the third time, everyone present was stunned.

This was simply explosive.

Dai Mubai said, "A level twenty-six Support System Soul Master's attack broke through a level seventy-six Defense System Soul Master's defense? Although that was only Teacher Zhao's body's instinctive defense, at most on the level of his First Soul Skill."

Zhu Zhuqing said, "You're faster than me, and your attacks are stronger too? Ning Rongrong, are you really a Support System Soul Master?"

Tang San said, "So, should I cry or not?"

The unconscious Xiao Wu said, "Ahem, ahem..."

"..."

Unbelievable.

It was simply too unbelievable.

The others did not understand, but Ning Rongrong understood perfectly.

First was her Second Soul Skill. In the Divine Speed state, Ning Rongrong had reduced everyone's speed. She had originally only wanted to slow the Bone-Piercing Nails, and had not expected to affect even the speed of a Soul Saint expert.

Although the effect was small, it had given her a greater opportunity. Otherwise, Zhao Wuji's defense should only have been broken at this point, without him being injured.

Next was her first Soul Power. In the Divine Strength state, her attack had been enormously strengthened, but that alone was not enough to break Zhao Wuji's defense. Rather, in the Divine Strength state, she could ignore part of an opponent's defense, and because Zhao Wuji had only defended instinctively, she had found an opening.

In addition, Tang San's Bone-Piercing Nails were indeed far more formidable than ordinary Hidden Weapons, which was another important reason.

An ordinary Hidden Weapon would not have been able to produce such great penetrating power.

Her success this time could only be attributed to having the right time, the right place, and the right people all on her side.

On the other side.

Ning Rongrong's attack had knocked Zhao Wuji back several steps and sent him tumbling. Under the effect of the Bone-Piercing Nails, a trace of blood even seeped from the corner of his mouth. "You... you really are a monster!"

Everyone was so shocked that they spoke incoherently, and even the unconscious Xiao Wu was nearly startled awake.

But now that things had come to this, although Zhao Wuji still had the strength to fight, he was too embarrassed to keep going against this group of juniors.

Otherwise, what would it look like if word got out?

A level seventy-six Soul Saint bullying four little ones?

Would he have any face left?

He slowly stood up and said awkwardly, "Congratulations, all four of you passed the test."