Four Rings Against Seven? A One-Sided Fight!

"I think he was just lucky he could fly!"

Tang San gritted his teeth and spoke indignantly.

"Tang San, if you can't say anything worth hearing, you don't have to speak."

Xiao Wu glanced at him and spoke coldly.

"Is it really that hard to admit someone else is outstanding?"

Ning Rongrong also spoke with contempt. In her mind, she labeled him someone who couldn't stand seeing others do well. This so-called twelve-year-old Control System genius was all show and no substance.

"You..."

Tang San's face instantly turned ashen. In the end, he could say nothing. He merely looked toward Zhao Wuji, still watching for an opportunity to act.

"Be careful."

At the same time, Tang Wulin landed and politely set the girl in his arms down, speaking softly.

"Mm..."

Zhu Zhuqing answered coldly and readied herself for battle again, but the flush on her face had yet to fade.

"You're quite something, kid. Looks like I really can't suppress you if I only use Soul Ancestor-level cultivation."

Elsewhere, Zhao Wuji looked toward Tang Wulin and couldn't help but exclaim. The force behind that earlier claw strike had been nothing like what a Soul Ancestor could possess.

Even a fully charged strike from a top Soul King would be no better!

"Dean Zhao, you can use a few more of your abilities."

Tang Wulin smiled faintly, a trace of fighting spirit on his face. A Seven-Ring Soul Sage wasn't someone who could be killed easily.

Much less a thick-skinned, tough-fleshed bear. Since he rarely had a chance to fight all-out like this, he didn't have to use only thirty percent of his strength as he had before.

"First Soul Skill, Dragon King Sacred Body."

His gaze sharpened. As a golden mark flashed on his forehead, the energy within him instantly tripled, and powerful energy fluctuations swept across the entire area!

At the same time, even mightier dragon might surged toward Zhao Wuji like a tide.

"What a powerful Soul Skill."

"The effect Brother Tang gets from that Soul Skill is much stronger than my amplification."

Feeling his rapidly rising presence, Ning Rongrong couldn't help drawing a sharp breath. For the first time, she felt that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification could only be considered icing on the cake!

How could a Power Attack System Soul Master's own amplification reach such a powerful level?!

"That's incredible!"

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were also stunned. Tang San stared even more wide-eyed. What a terrifying surge in presence!

In the space of a breath, Tang Wulin looked toward Zhao Wuji and attacked him once more.

"What overwhelming pressure!"

"Third Soul Skill, Gravity Enhancement!"

Unlike the youngsters, Zhao Wuji could genuinely feel the suppression on his Martial Soul. Without the slightest hesitation, he instantly used his third Soul Skill.

Gravity Enhancement.

Under this Soul Skill, the field in the space beneath his opponent would be heavily suppressed. It was also a Soul Skill he commonly used in battle.

To his surprise, however, he discovered that it didn't affect his opponent's stride in the slightest. In almost no time, Tang Wulin was already heading straight for his face.

How is that possible?!

"Are you ignoring my gravity effect?"

Zhao Wuji's gaze froze. He raised both palms to block the attack, shock in his eyes. His most frequently used gravity-type Soul Skill had no effect at all.

"Dean Zhao, your gravity effect would have a hard time affecting me."

"And your strength... you could put a little more behind it."

Tang Wulin chuckled. The notion that the Great Strength Vajra Bear's Martial Soul field could overpower the Golden Dragon King's was a fool's dream to begin with. And in a contest of strength...

Even if his opponent was a Soul Saint, he still couldn't match him!

As he thought this, his Golden Dragon Claw, flashing with boundless sharpness, struck again. Even though Zhao Wuji was constantly using a protective skill, he was still struggling to fend him off.

As the battle continued, Tang Wulin attacked with unstoppable momentum. Although Zhao Wuji was clearly stronger, he was the one constantly being suppressed and forced onto the back foot.

"Is this level of strength for real?"

Zhao Wuji stepped back, drawing a sharp breath from the pain. At that moment, he didn't even know which of them was the challenger!

"If this is all you've got..."

"You don't deserve the title of Immovable Wisdom King."

Tang Wulin looked at him and spoke frankly.

This kid...

There are almost no openings in his attacks. He's fighting a Soul Saint with four rings. Just how outrageous will he be in the future?

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth. He knew exactly how much strength he was using, especially against this opponent...

He hadn't even dared hold back.

He could foresee that if he really did, his opponent would definitely knock him down.

Soon, with a thought, he caused a black Soul Ring beneath his feet to blaze with light.

"Since you mean it, why don't you try this?"

"Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Squeeze..."

A more powerful field of pressure filled the clearing. Although the move wasn't directed at Xiao Wu and the others, the powerful field still made them feel as though they were suffocating.

"Dean Zhao used a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring skill!"

"But Tang Wulin actually..."

Tang San struggled to keep himself upright and stared fixedly at the young man under the Soul Skill's effect. Yet he found that even now, his opponent showed no sign of faltering!

Even that isn't working?

Zhao Wuji was dumbfounded too. This was his fifth Soul Skill, a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring skill! Even a Soul Emperor would struggle to withstand such a powerful field, let alone his opponent!

"Dean Zhao, it looks like our fight is about to end."

After a dozen breaths, Tang Wulin glanced at the incense stick that was almost extinguished and spoke calmly.

As he spoke, he instantly opened some distance between himself and his opponent. His second purple Soul Ring also burst into dazzling light beneath his feet.

"Second Soul Skill, Golden Dragon Breaks the Heavens!"

In an instant, the form of a massive golden dragon took shape behind him. A dragon's roar swept forth as it charged straight at Zhao Wuji.

"Are you sure that's only a thousand-year Soul Skill?"

Zhao Wuji's gaze sharpened. As the golden dragon locked onto him, he instantly felt a powerful force coming his way, and his brows knitted tightly.

He couldn't fend his opponent off even when he wasn't using Soul Skills, much less now that he was using a thousand-year Soul Skill.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Indestructible Vajra!"

Zhao Wuji let out a low roar. A brilliant golden protective barrier appeared around him, and a layer of golden light surfaced over his body.

This was his strongest defensive move. The fact that Tang Wulin had made him use it was already full proof of how gifted he was.

With this move, I can definitely block it!

No!

But when Zhao Wuji watched the golden dragon appear before him, he found he couldn't smile at all.

"Boom—"

Even though he had used his sixth Soul Skill, the powerful impact sent him flying several meters when the golden dragon swept in, leaving a clearly visible mark on his chest.

"Even that couldn't stop it..."

Shock filled Zhao Wuji's eyes. He was a Soul Saint, yet his sixth Soul Skill had failed to block a Soul Ancestor's second Soul Skill!

He was three major realms above his opponent!

And his opponent hadn't even used his two strongest Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skills. Zhao Wuji had no idea what their effects would be...

"My Martial Soul has an innate defense-breaking effect. Your sixth Soul Skill isn't enough to defend against it..."

"Dean Zhao, thank you for going easy on me."

Tang Wulin smiled faintly and glanced at the incense stick, which had just gone out, as he spoke slowly. The destructive power of the Golden Dragon King Martial Soul wasn't something his opponent could withstand.

At the same time, he gained a slightly better understanding of the gap between himself and a Soul Saint.

Without using a Martial Soul Avatar, an ordinary Soul Saint had no chance of winning. As for one who used a Martial Soul Avatar...

With his explosive power, he could actually still gain a slight advantage.

After all, he hadn't used either of his two Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skills, and in less than a year, he should break through to five rings.

"Wulin, you actually defeated Dean Zhao!"

Elsewhere, Xiao Wu came to Tang Wulin's side, her face full of excitement. Rounded up, he was practically a Soul Saint!

"Dean Zhao was just going easy on me. Otherwise, how could a dignified Soul Saint like him lose to a mere Soul Ancestor like me?"

"I was just lucky."

Tang Wulin smiled and shook his head as he spoke slowly.

"..."

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji's old face immediately flushed.

I even used my sixth Soul Skill, and you call that going easy? Tang Wulin only used two Soul Skills from start to finish!

It's only because Tang Wulin keeps a low profile. If it had been that damned Dai Mubai instead, he'd have mocked me to death!

"Brother Tang is as impressive as ever..."

"By the way, Dean Zhao, the time it takes an incense stick to burn has passed. I think we've passed the assessment, haven't we?"

At that moment, Ning Rongrong also spoke with a smile, although Brother Tang had been the one dealing damage from beginning to end.

"Of course."

"You're all quite good."

Zhao Wuji came back to his senses and looked at the people present. He smiled in approval at everyone except Tang San. They were all promising talents.

As for why Tang San was excluded, judging by his performance using Blue Silver Entanglement twice, there really wasn't much to say.

So Dean Zhao was going easy on him.

I knew it! How could Tang Wulin possibly be stronger than him?!

Only after hearing that did Tang San take a deep breath. He had almost thought Tang Wulin could really fight Zhao Wuji on even terms.

Right now, he was only at a disadvantage because he lacked cultivation. Once he became a Soul Ancestor, he would definitely be just as...

No, even more impressive than Tang Wulin!

At least in this fight, I held Zhao Wuji in place for two and a half seconds. That's already an achievement to be proud of.

Tang San silently encouraged himself. He would be that wild grass that could never be beaten down!

Among the powerhouses of the Soul Master World, Immovable Wisdom King Zhao Wuji is just a rotten fish or shrimp, but he's still a high-level Soul Saint...

Yet this Tang Wulin suppressed him completely!

As expected, I underestimated his talent and potential. His upper limit might far exceed my imagination.

In the distance, a trace of coldness appeared in Tang Hao's eyes. Tang Wulin could take on a Soul Saint as a Soul Ancestor. Once he became a Soul Saint, wouldn't he be able to stand on equal footing with him, Clear Sky Douluo?!

This boy absolutely cannot be allowed to live!

If Tang Wulin hadn't still been with Xiao San, Tang Hao would already have been unable to control his feelings.

As long as Tang Wulin lived, Tang Hao could neither eat nor sleep in peace!

"..."

Tang Wulin: What a coincidence. I was thinking the same thing.