Tang San's Desperate Desire to Win (Please Follow, Please Vote Monthly)

After the first exchange, the five of them had surprisingly not suffered any losses at Zhao Wuji's hands.

"Not bad. Your coordination is very good." Zhao Wuji praised them twice in succession.

Then his tone shifted, and his gaze turned sharp. "However, the real battle is only beginning now."

The time it took an incense stick to burn was roughly thirty minutes, yet the intense clash just now had lasted less than a minute.

Watching the incense burn at an agonizingly slow pace, Ning Tianchen felt time drag on for the first time.

The assessment was not over yet, and he could not give up now.

"Tang San, I'll engage Teacher Zhao in close combat shortly. Do your best to slow down his attacks."

The Seven Kill Sword was different from the Clear Sky Hammer. The Seven Kill Sword emphasized precise, scalpel-like strikes, while the Clear Sky Hammer focused on overwhelming an area with sheer firepower.

No matter how formidable Zhao Wuji's defense was, if they focused their attacks on a single part of his body, they would surely have a chance to break through it.

"Seven Treasures are famed, Second: Speed."

With the speed enhancement, Ning Tianchen flashed to Zhao Wuji's side.

The Seven Kill Sword swept upward fiercely, its tip aimed directly at Zhao Wuji's throat.

"Good kid."

His swordsmanship was swift and fierce, and he showed not the slightest hesitation when attacking.

With such a performance, he would have been nearly invincible in the Soul Elder Stage at the Great Soul Arena.

Zhao Wuji sighed inwardly. "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's teaching standards truly are formidable."

Regardless of the sect's teaching standards, being able to hone his swordsmanship to such a level was Ning Tianchen's own ability.

Zhao Wuji looked at him with open admiration, and his attacks gradually slowed, as though he were feeding him moves or guiding a junior.

However, this situation was soon broken.

Zhao Wuji's attacks slowed, leaving him evenly matched with Ning Tianchen.

Tang San felt that this was an excellent opportunity and immediately organized an all-out attack.

Since the other side was deliberately going easy on them, he did not mind taking this chance to win the spar.

"Zhu Zhuqing, you and Xiao Wu attack from both sides. Work with Tianchen to keep Teacher Zhao occupied. I'll find a way to use Blue Silver Grass to pull him out of the arena." Tang San's voice was not loud, yet everyone heard him clearly.

Zhu Zhuqing did not move.

Ning Rongrong could not help asking, "Tang San, this isn't Tianchen Gege's strategy. Don't rush in. We should simply continue with Tianchen Gege's plan."

Tang San immediately frowned.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong refusing to follow his command was truly getting in the way.

But under these circumstances, he could not act too forcefully, so he could only persuade them tactfully. "Please trust me just this once. This spar concerns whether we can enroll here. I won't act without reason."

"Teacher Zhao intends to guide Ning Tianchen, and that is certainly a good thing. But we are opponents. It may not be a life-or-death battle, but we cannot afford to miss such a good opportunity."

Zhao Wuji was taking the initiative to guide Ning Tianchen. Even if he lost this spar, with the teacher outside speaking up for him and with his own strength, Ning Tianchen would very likely be kept on.

But they were different.

Without a standout performance, the teachers would not remember them. Why would they allow them to join Shrek Academy?

Besides, Tang San had never failed Yu Xiaogang's expectations. Naturally, he would not fail at something as simple as entering Shrek Academy.

After several rounds of persuasion, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong were convinced and chose to cooperate with Tang San in launching a full attack on Zhao Wuji.

"Damn, he can't possibly be this strong, can he?" Dai Mubai, who was watching from the side, could not help crying out when he saw Ning Tianchen's performance.

Zhao Wuji usually gave him individual instruction as well. Even if Zhao Wuji held back during his lessons, to Dai Mubai, the strength of a Soul Saint was like a mountain pressing down on him until he could barely breathe.

That was a Soul Saint. Why could Ning Tianchen perform like this while he could only be suppressed one-sidedly?

Before he could figure it out, Tang San led Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu in a charge toward Zhao Wuji.

"What's going on? This isn't the strategy we decided on earlier."

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing rush forward, Ning Tianchen immediately grew tense.

Zhao Wuji hated being ganged up on the most. Wasn't this poking right at his sore spot?

"Second Spirit Ability, Ghost Vine, Parasitism."

Tang San's second spirit ring suddenly shone.

When Blue Silver Grass had previously bound Zhao Wuji, it had left Ghost Vine Spores on his clothes.

The instant the spirit ability activated, the spores grew wildly and completely wrapped around Zhao Wuji's body.

"Now!" Tang San shouted.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing attacked at the same time, while Ning Rongrong's enhancement simultaneously descended upon them.

Ning Tianchen was momentarily stunned. He had not expected Tang San to cast aside his plan so quickly.

Things had already come to this, so he could only strike with full force.

"Seven Kill Sword Manual, Pressing Sword Stance!"

The Seven Kill Sword Spirit possessed a complete inheritance. This Seven Kill Sword Manual was similar to the Clear Sky Nine Secrets, and only those with exceptional talent were qualified to cultivate it.

No matter how heaven-defying Ning Tianchen's comprehension and insight were, after cultivating for so long, he had only mastered two stances.

He raised the Seven Kill Sword above his head, then slashed down fiercely. The sword's momentum was like a meteor crashing down from above, overwhelmingly powerful.

Zhao Wuji panted like a bull, enraged by the sight.

The scene from back then, when several Soul Emperors from Spirit Hall had hunted him down, seemed to replay before his eyes.

At that moment, he stopped holding back.

"Third Spirit Ability, Gravity Enhancement!"

Earth-yellow Soul Power erupted from his body. The others' footsteps suddenly grew heavy, as though their bodies had sunk into a swamp. Their attack spirit abilities crumbled apart halfway through, like deflated balls.

Zhao Wuji took the opportunity to strike Ning Tianchen back with a palm.

He had still held back with that strike and had not caused Ning Tianchen any internal injuries.

But Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were not so fortunate. The Vajra Palm struck out with both hands, sending them flying.

The force of those palms was so great that the two girls smashed through several walls before finally coming to a stop.

The village houses had never been sturdy to begin with. After being hit by the two girls, several buildings immediately collapsed.

Seeing that the situation was turning bad, Ning Rongrong inwardly complained, Tang San really is unreliable. He ruined such a great situation.

She felt somewhat regretful for believing Tang San's nonsense earlier.

Ning Tianchen had fought Zhao Wuji for around ten minutes without showing any signs of exhaustion. If they continued dragging things out, lasting for the time it took an incense stick to burn would not have been difficult.

Tang San had insisted on making an unnecessary move.

It was too late to say anything now. Following the original plan, Ning Rongrong applied her spirit ability enhancement to Ning Tianchen, then moved backward and withdrew from the arena.

Seeing Xiao Wu severely injured, Tang San's eyes nearly split with rage as he roared, "I said it before. I won't let off anyone who hurts Xiao Wu."

Hearing this, Ning Tianchen could not help backing away. He laughed inwardly. Tang San's gone berserk? Heh, interesting.

Wasn't Tang San the one responsible for this situation?

If he had not been so eager to show himself off, neither Xiao Wu nor Zhu Zhuqing would have been injured.

Now, not only had he ruined an excellent situation, but he was even blaming Zhao Wuji for it.