Oscar Returns

After Wang Xiaofeng finished lunch in the Cafeteria, he arrived at the Training Field where the Fourth Trial was held and was met with a grim sight.

The entire Training Field was pockmarked with craters, and several of the surrounding Wooden Houses had collapsed. Zhao Wuji stood off to one side like a great demon king, while of the three girls Wang Xiaofeng had thought highly of, two seemed to have already fainted. The girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect watched Tang San in the field with concern.

Tang San looked expressionlessly at Zhao Wuji, seemingly saying something.

"What's going on here?" Wang Xiaofeng saw Dai Mubai standing leisurely to one side with the Cold-Faced Girl in his arms. He walked over and asked curiously, "Why is Teacher Zhao personally stepping in again?"

"He's got too much free time." Dai Mubai glanced at Wang Xiaofeng. "Why aren't you staying at the First Trial? What are you doing here?"

"It's lunchtime, so I came to take a break." Wang Xiaofeng looked at Zhao Wuji, who had already lit another stick of incense and seemed about to fight Tang San one-on-one. "And I thought I'd check out the strength of the junior students."

In the field, the moment Zhao Wuji lit the incense, Tang San's hands instantly turned a lustrous white. Dozens of cold flashes shot out in rapid succession toward Zhao Wuji's eyes, shoulders, throat, heart, knees, groin, and lower abdomen—every single target was a vital point.

A series of clinks rang out against Zhao Wuji's body. However, Zhao Wuji had long since protected his vital points with his hands, and the cold flashes were utterly ineffective against his powerful defense.

Watching the two battle in the field, Wang Xiaofeng immediately shook his head.

Zhao Wuji was only going easy on him, keeping his Soul Power at the level of a Great Soul Master, which was why the fight appeared evenly matched. Yet even with Soul Power of Soul Saint quality, Tang San still could not break through Zhao Wuji's defense.

If they had both been at the same level, Zhao Wuji would already have lost. So Tang San was the sort of man who would fly into a rage for the sake of a beauty.

Wang Xiaofeng was extremely interested in Tang San's Eye-Type Soul Skill, his lustrous white hands, and the Soul Skill he used to swiftly dodge Within a Square Inch.

Moreover, the nails, needles, and other weapons Tang San fired out in a rattling barrage looked exactly like Tang Sect Hidden Weapons from wuxia dramas to Wang Xiaofeng.

"So this is the second of your trump cards—strange hidden weapons and powerful Self-Created Soul Skills." Wang Xiaofeng thoughtfully stroked his chin. No matter how he looked at it, these were not things from this world. It seemed Tang San was also a transmigrator.

While Wang Xiaofeng silently pondered, the battle in the field had already reached its end.

Tang San fired several tiny Golden Needles into Zhao Wuji's body. Then, while Zhao Wuji was not paying attention, he secretly picked up his Hammer and swung it hard at Zhao Wuji's face.

The intense pain affected Zhao Wuji's judgment. For a moment, he failed to notice that the Hammer's weight was unusual and only raised a palm to block it. Tang San immediately smashed his face to a bloody mess.

Tang San was merely blasted away by Zhao Wuji's Soul Power. Wang Xiaofeng flashed forward and caught the flying Tang San.

"Pfft, pfft..."

Seeing Zhao Wuji's miserable state, Wang Xiaofeng covered his mouth with one hand and tried hard to look normal. If Zhao Wuji realized he was laughing at him, tomorrow's training would be hell.

If one judged this battle by appearances alone, then Zhao Wuji had definitely lost. Tang San merely looked as if his Soul Power had been exhausted and he was somewhat drained, while Zhao Wuji had been beaten until his face was a bloody mess.

"Sigh, if only Oscar were here. There are so many injured people here who need his Big Sausage. He'd definitely be delighted."

"I seem to have heard someone calling for me."

"Oscar!" Dai Mubai looked in surprise at Oscar, who had somehow appeared beside them, and said happily, "When did you get back?"

Oscar flirtatiously flicked his hair. "Wherever someone needs me, that is where I will appear."

Wang Xiaofeng said irritably, "Enough. Can't you see there are so many injured people? Hurry up and make some sausages."

Oscar looked around and discovered that several beauties had appeared in the academy. His spirits immediately soared as he began summoning his martial soul and recited his lewd Soul Incantation, "I, your father, have a..."

Before long, several sausages and cured sausages appeared in Oscar's hands.

Tang San and the others could not quite accept Oscar's incantation. They awkwardly looked at the sausages in his hands and refused to eat them no matter what, causing Oscar's expression to darken.

However, Zhao Wuji came to Oscar's rescue. "Oscar, give me some sausages and cured sausages."

Oscar blinked his peach-blossom eyes, endlessly testing the edge of death. "Who are you, old man? How did you get into our Shrek Academy?"

"Looks like you've gone too long without training and your skin is itching. Tomorrow morning, you and Xiaobai will train together. I'll make sure to train you properly." Zhao Wuji flew into a rage.

Those familiar yet terrifying words instantly scared Oscar out of his appreciation for beauty. His intelligence immediately returned, and he hurriedly offered up the sausages and cured sausages in his hands. "Teacher Zhao, I was only joking. Have some sausages and calm down."

Zhao Wuji did not stand on ceremony, eating both the sausage and the cured sausage one after another. His complexion immediately improved, and under the healing effects of Oscar's sausages, the wounds on his body gradually returned to normal.

Aside from his tattered clothes, the blood on his face, and several swollen bumps on his body, he looked completely the same as usual.

"Oscar, I didn't expect your Soul Skills to have improved so much after obtaining your Third Soul Ring." Wang Xiaofeng was somewhat surprised as he watched Zhao Wuji's injuries recover in such a short time. Oscar's sausages had definitely not possessed such powerful healing effects before.

"A Food System Soul Elder?" Only then did Tang San and the others notice the three Soul Rings circling Oscar's body. Mainly because his Soul Incantation had been far too eye-catching.

"This is the student I mentioned earlier, the one who temporarily left the academy to obtain a Soul Ring. So, what do you think? A fourteen-year-old Food System Soul Elder."

Dai Mubai patted Tang San on the shoulder. Although Oscar's Soul Incantation was indeed somewhat lewd, his Soul Skills were truly powerful. He felt that Tang San and the others would surely say, "It smells so good," someday.

Tang San and the others had somewhat changed their previous opinions of Oscar. The powerful healing ability of his sausages and the detoxifying ability of his cured sausages both showed that Oscar's martial soul was absolutely a top-tier food system martial soul. This academy truly deserved its reputation as Monster Academy.

After Zhao Wuji finished Oscar's sausages, he felt foreign objects in the swollen bumps on his body. Seeing that the incense beside him had already burned out, he knew he had lost. He could not help but snort coldly, preparing to return and force the foreign objects out with Soul Power.

Seeing Zhao Wuji preparing to leave, Tang San said, "Teacher Zhao, I'm sorry. Let me remove the hidden weapons from your body. Otherwise, I'm afraid they may affect your health."

Zhao Wuji nodded. Tang San stepped forward and used his remaining Soul Power to remove the tiny golden needles. After removing them, he too collapsed to the ground.

Wang Xiaofeng had long seen that Tang San's Soul Power was insufficient. He quickly supported him to keep him from falling. If he accidentally touched the hidden weapons on the ground, that would be an unjust death.

Zhao Wuji ate another sausage to ease the pain, then pointed at the hidden weapons on the ground and said to Dai Mubai, "Don't touch this little hedgehog's things carelessly. Wait until he wakes up and let him clean them up himself."