So This Is Your Tactic? Seeking Follow-Ups During PK

So This Is Your Tactic? Seeking Follow-Ups During PK

Tang San:?

Mister, do we know each other that well?

All five of us are here at Shrek Academy for the first time. Why did you single me out?

What was that supposed to mean?

Did he think Tang San was easy to bully?

Watching Zhao Wuji stride over, rubbing his sandbag-sized fists as his footsteps thudded loudly and his imposing manner radiated hostility, Tang San's gaze instantly turned cold.

Damn it!

Why did he always feel like people were targeting him wherever he went?

Xu Changqing sized up the newcomer. He was a burly man with a buzz cut, a square face, unshaven stubble, thick brows, and large eyes. His rugged features were framed by a sleeveless brown vest with nothing underneath. His tattooed muscles bulged high, brimming with raw strength.

Why does he look a bit like some street thug? he thought.

"I'm Zhao Wuji, vice dean of Shrek Academy, a level 76 Soul Saint, and your examiner for the fourth test." After introducing himself to the group, the middle-aged man cast a hostile glance at Tang San. "You're quite something, kid. I'll be giving you some special attention later."

Tang San frowned. "Teacher Zhao, have I offended you?"

"Not exactly." Zhao Wuji grinned. "But I heard you fight pretty dirty, kid. You haven't forgotten Dai Mubai, have you?"

"Dai Mubai." As soon as Tang San recalled him, his face darkened. What a damn small world. That three-ringed Soul Elder whose family jewels he had kicked hard yesterday was from Shrek Academy?

Thinking about it carefully, Dai Mubai did not look very old. Though he was weaker than Tang San, he was certainly stronger than most people his age. There was indeed a good chance he was a student of Shrek Academy.

No wonder Zhao Wuji had targeted him the moment he arrived!

Having figured it out, Tang San calmed down, his face expressionless.

Special attention for me, huh?

Just wait.

Tang San wasn't made of clay either.

"Heh."

Tang San's defiant gaze drew a sneer from Zhao Wuji. He liked brats with hard bones like this. Otherwise, beating them up later would not be nearly as satisfying!

"Your fourth test is to join forces and hold out against me for the time it takes an incense stick to burn. As long as any one of you five lasts through that time, all of you will pass this test."

"Now, you have the time it takes an incense stick to discuss your tactics. Once it burns out, the test will officially begin!"

Zhao Wuji spoke carelessly to the five of them. Then, he somehow produced an incense stick, pinched it between two fingers to light it, and casually flicked it out. Like an arrow piercing tofu, it embedded itself into a nearby stone.

After doing all that, he walked over to a reclining chair not far away, lay down, and closed his eyes to rest.

Xu Changqing and the others exchanged glances. Ning Rongrong was the first to speak. "A Soul Saint-level powerhouse won't be easy to deal with, but if we only need to hold out for one incense stick, it should be easy. As long as—"

Before she could finish, Xu Changqing reached out and covered her mouth, preventing her from continuing. He gestured toward Zhao Wuji on the reclining chair in the distance with his lips and said, "As long as we understand the tactic ourselves, there's no need to say it out loud."

At the level of a Soul Saint, and from this close, how could Zhao Wuji possibly fail to hear them discussing their tactics? It would not do to let him prepare in advance.

What Ning Rongrong had in mind was actually the same as Xu Changqing's. As long as he summoned a dragon and flew into the sky, what could Zhao Wuji do about it?

Forget holding out for one incense stick—even for an entire day, Xu Changqing believed he could manage it. Things were different now. With his current Soul Power level, flying for a day was honestly not much of a problem.

Xiao Wu and Tang San both knew Xu Changqing's Soul Skill allowed him to fly, and they had thought of the same tactic. Smiles appeared on both their faces.

Special attention for me, huh?

Once I fly into the sky, let's see what Tang San you can do to me!

Thinking of Zhao Wuji only being able to stomp about in fury on the ground and glare helplessly later, Tang San could not help feeling amused.

Among the five of them, Zhu Zhuqing was probably the only one completely confused. She asked doubtfully, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand?"

"It's fine if you don't understand. You'll get it once the test starts. If things go badly, just lie on the ground and play dead. As long as we pass, you'll count as having passed too."

Xiao Wu chuckled, then waved at Zhao Wuji and called out, "Teacher Zhao, we've discussed it. The test can begin."

Zhao Wuji had only just lain down when he was called back up. Naturally, he could hear Xu Changqing and the others talking, and now he felt somewhat suspicious.

Li Yusong had said that aside from Zhu Zhuqing, who was relatively normal, the others all had Soul Power and Soul Rings that were somewhat "abnormal." Now they seemed so confident that they did not even need to discuss tactics before already having the confidence to deal with him.

Could they really have some method that would let them easily hold out against him for the time it took an incense stick to burn?

He had to be on guard!

Zhao Wuji became more cautious, deciding that once the test began, he would keep these little brats firmly in his sights—especially Tang San. He had injured Dai Mubai that badly; his methods were far too dirty. Even if he was going to become a Shrek student later, Zhao Wuji still had to give him some "special attention."

Otherwise, would his earlier threats not end up slapping him right in the face?

"Since you've finished discussing it, get ready to begin." Zhao Wuji rolled his shoulders and walked over. He took out another incense stick, lit it, and casually flicked it into the nearby rock.

The next instant, his formerly calm expression changed as he suddenly burst forward, lunging at the five of them at incredible speed. The oppressive aura of a level 76 Soul Saint blanketed all five at once. This was one of the most effective methods high-level Soul Masters used against lower-level Soul Masters.

If the difference in level between two Soul Masters was too great, the weaker side would have no ability to fight back at all. They could even be forced to their knees by that pressure alone.

That was shameless!

In the original story, Zhao Wuji had not used the pressure of a high-level Soul Master like this.

Xu Changqing only felt his body sink slightly, and then he felt nothing at all. He had even experienced the pressure of a Titled Douluo, let alone that of a mere Soul Saint. Besides, it was being spread among five people, greatly reducing its force.

Even Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu had undergone several enhancements to their physical strength through the System, so they could barely resist it. Of the five present, Zhu Zhuqing was probably the only one truly severely restricted by the pressure.

The instant Zhao Wuji made his move, Xu Changqing reacted swiftly as well. He swept an arm around Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong beside him, then rapidly retreated.

Tang San had been about to use a Soul Skill to hold Zhao Wuji back, intending to buy Xu Changqing some time so everyone could fly into the sky together. He had not expected Xu Changqing to run off with Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, the two main sources of combat power!

Leaving him and a rookie Soul Master he had just met to hold the line?

What the hell kind of fight was this!

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track! Tang San reacted quickly too. After only a brief stunned pause, wind sprang beneath his feet as he bolted away at top speed.

Zhu Zhuqing stood there, utterly dumbfounded.

This was the tactic you were talking about?

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