Jiang Qianhai: You Really Know How to Pick! (Seeking Investment!)

At Tang San's suggestion, the group reported their Martial Souls and Soul Power.

Then, as the control-type, he temporarily became the core of the team.

Though Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong had only agreed on the surface.

"Are you done discussing, little monsters?"

Zhao Wuji stretched his broad frame, his teasing gaze sweeping over everyone present.

Then he lit another stick of incense and flicked it into the ground.

"Don't worry, I won't use Soul Skills. This way, you should be able to last One Incense Stick, right? If you still can't do that, you'd better go back wherever you came from."

Seeing this, the group hurriedly summoned their Martial Souls and braced themselves, guarding against Zhao Wuji's attack.

But Zhao Wuji did not attack directly. Instead, he stood there with great interest and kept running his mouth. Before long, the hundred-thousand-year-old rabbit was filled to the brim with rage.

"Hah! Take this!"

Xiao Wu charged forward. Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flashed at the sight, and she rushed in from the side as well. Seeing this, Ning Rongrong could only add the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's boosts to everyone.

Tang San's eyes flickered, and a Blue Silver Entanglement rose from beneath Zhao Wuji's feet.

Xiao Wu flashed in front of Zhao Wuji, fists and feet flying in a flurry that barely scratched him. Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Hundred Claws likewise failed to cause any damage.

"Put some strength into it. Did you not eat?"

Zhao Wuji's taunt once again enraged Xiao Wu.

"Damn it! Hah! Take my First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"

But Waist Bow did not take effect. Zhao Wuji exerted just a little force and broke free from Xiao Wu's Waist Bow. Helpless, Xiao Wu could only settle for the next best thing and leap away from Zhao Wuji.

In the next instant, she gave a soft laugh, pink light flashing through her eyes.

"Second Soul Skill, Charm!"

However, seeing Xiao Wu use a mental-type Soul Skill, Dai Mubai's expression changed at once, and he hurriedly explained why Zhao Wuji was called the Immovable Bright King.

But it was already too late. Over there, Xiao Wu had already cried out in pain, and immediately afterward, she fainted.

Zhao Wuji's Soul Power erupted, directly blasting Zhu Zhuqing away. After landing, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flashed at the sight, and she immediately retreated.

A fragile assassin like her could not withstand Zhao Wuji's attacks.

Behind them, when Tang San saw Xiao Wu unconscious, his eyes went red, and he shouted as if his heart were being torn apart, "Xiao Wu!"

Blue Silver Grass immediately caught Xiao Wu. Looking at Xiao Wu in his arms, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, his expression changed.

"You shouldn't have hurt her!"

Jiang Qianhai, watching from the side: ???

Why did this suddenly smell like an overbearing CEO drama?

When Zhu Zhuqing saw this, she had no intention of revealing the Two Battle Skills she possessed. She simply retreated to the side, ready to see what this domineering guy wanted to do.

At the very least, aside from those Two Battle Skills, she had indeed dealt all the damage she could.

Her hands still hurt a little from the backlash.

At the front, Tang San showed off before everyone and handed Xiao Wu to Ning Rongrong. Ning Rongrong, however, simply walked aside and started chatting with Zhu Zhuqing. Though Zhao Wuji intended to hit the support first, Tang San did not give him that chance at all. He directly blocked everything and insisted on fighting Zhao Wuji one-on-one.

One Incense Stick was lit again, and the crowd of onlookers watched with relish.

Zhu Zhuqing naturally went to stand together with Jiang Qianhai. Seeing Zhu Zhuqing leave, Ning Rongrong glanced at Dai Mubai, then thought it over and followed as well.

Dai Mubai had just been about to go over and strike up a conversation. Seeing this, he cursed his bad luck inwardly and directly withdrew his foot.

"Wow! Tang San stood up for Xiao Wu and faced the Immovable Bright King Zhao Wuji head-on. I wonder if he can last One Incense Stick?"

Ning Rongrong said she liked this sort of plot. A hero raging for a beauty—who didn't like that?

Zhu Zhuqing nudged Jiang Qianhai with her arm. "Qianhai, what do you think?"

"What else can I say? The odds of him lasting should be pretty high. After all, one side is a Soul Saint who isn't serious, and the other is a cheating bastard who's starting to go for the kill. The result is pretty obvious, right?"

"What's a cheating bastard?"

Ning Rongrong, who had been listening with pricked ears, immediately became interested when she heard a new phrase.

Zhu Zhuqing, meanwhile, thought of Tang San's feat of fighting above his level at Rose Hotel and could not help nodding. Xiao Huohuo was exactly that kind of cheating bastard. Thinking about it that way, it really was possible.

But how should her own boyfriend be counted? A twelve-year-old Battle King was pretty ridiculous too, all right?

Jiang Qianhai glanced at the questioning Ning Rongrong but did not explain directly. Instead, he pointed at the battle ahead. "Look. That's a cheating bastard."

Ning Rongrong followed his gaze and instantly froze.

Tang San was dodging and weaving, and from his hands, countless things she could not identify were being thrown densely toward Zhao Wuji.

Clink, clank. She had no doubt at all that if she were the one inside that barrage, she would instantly be turned into a honeycomb.

"What is that?"

Ning Rongrong was utterly shocked. She could not understand how Tang San's hands could twitch so quickly.

"Hidden Weapons."

Zhu Zhuqing unconsciously took a step back, a flicker of wariness crossing her face. After all, an open spear was easy to dodge, but a hidden arrow was hard to guard against!

If someone took a hit like that out of nowhere, no one would feel good.

"Hidden weapons? So that's what they are. But Tang San's hidden weapons don't seem all that useful, do they?"

Ning Rongrong covered her little mouth and looked at Zhao Wuji, who had already used Immovable Bright King Body, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

"Looks like you guessed wrong."

"It's still too early to say who's right or wrong. We'll know once we see the result."

Jiang Qianhai didn't mind Ning Rongrong's teasing. After all, protagonists were always like this—looked down on in every way early on, then pulling off a heaven-defying reversal later.

Sure enough, Tang San's eyes flashed, and the hidden weapons in his hands changed from metal to Golden Silk. The next instant, he flung them out.

Zhao Wuji's expression changed, but Tang San's hands didn't stop for a second. A Little Hammer appeared and smashed straight into Zhao Wuji's face, actually sending Zhao Wuji, a Soul Saint, flying backward.

"Stop!"

Zhao Wuji shouted for them to stop. He felt he had lost all face.

Only then did Tang San lower the hidden weapons in his hands and say expressionlessly, "Teacher Zhao, have we passed?"

Zhao Wuji grimaced in pain and shouted at Dai Mubai off to the side, "Go bring Oscar here!"

Only then did he turn to look at Tang San. "You passed. I, Old Zhao, have nothing to say about that. But they haven't!"

He pointed at Jiang Qianhai and the three people beside him. "Those three barely did anything. If I let them pass too, I'll have completely lost the face of the Immovable Bright King!"

Seeing Zhao Wuji point at her, displeasure flashed across Ning Rongrong's face, but she immediately stepped forward with a beaming smile.

"Teacher Zhao, that's not right. Actually, only the three of us are here for the assessment. This handsome little guy just came along to accompany his girlfriend."

Zhao Wuji looked at the only man among the four, his expression stiffening. "Forget it, forget it. I'll count you as passed. Otherwise, with one support type, one Agility Attack System, and one patient, I, Old Zhao, would be too embarrassed to make a move."

The main reason was that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand had made him somewhat wary. After all, who knew whether, if he hit their little princess, two Title Douluo would come charging right at his face tomorrow?

But Zhao Wuji felt stifled. He had been beaten by one little monster, and he couldn't very well attack the other three, so he had to find someone to vent on, didn't he?

At once, he looked toward Jiang Qianhai with ill intent. "You over there! If you're a man, you've got to take responsibility like one. You're that who's-her-name's boyfriend, right? How about we spar?"

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