Battle

Following Tang San's arrangements, Hermione and Ning Rongrong would provide support, Zhu Zhuqing would assist from the side, and Tang San would control the field and limit Zhao Wuji's attacks.

Although Zhao Xuan called himself a Control System Soul Master, his monstrous strength made it no exaggeration to call him an Assault System Soul Master. Thus, he was assigned as the main attacker, while Xiao Wu provided cover.

Naturally, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong had no objections. Tang San's arrangements were very reasonable.

"Hey! You kids over there, are you ready? The incense is almost burned out."

Zhao Wuji's voice carried over. Everyone turned to look, just as the last wisp of curling green smoke dissipated.

"What do you mean, kids?! Sister Xiao Wu is a girl! A girl!" Xiao Wu angrily waved her fair fist at Zhao Wuji.

"Oh, sorry. I'm getting old, and my eyesight isn't what it used to be. Didn't see you, didn't see you." Zhao Wuji scratched his head and laughed heartily.

"Tch, old man, why don't you go rest instead of taking part in some test?" With her arms crossed over her chest, Xiao Wu glared at Zhao Wuji through gritted teeth.

"Enough nonsense. Hurry up and start." Zhao Wuji shot Xiao Wu a somewhat exasperated glance, then took another stick of incense from his robes, lit it with a rub, and planted it in the ground.

The group exchanged looks. Then Tang San nodded to Ning Rongrong, and she understood.

"Seven Treasures Produce Glazed Tile!"

A stream of brilliant light surged from Ning Rongrong's body and gathered in her right hand, forming a Seven Colors Glazed Tile Pagoda. The pagoda stood about a foot tall, with seven-colored rainbow light hanging around it like jeweled tassels.

The pagoda's radiance flickered, exuding an air of nobility. Ning Rongrong floated gracefully upward, her toes rising more than five feet off the ground. Two yellow Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath her feet.

"The Seven Treasures have a name. First: Strength!"

The first yellow Soul Ring slowly rose, while the first level of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda shone at the same time. With a light flick of Ning Rongrong's slender finger, five rainbow beams shot out and enveloped Zhao Xuan and the others.

At once, Zhao Xuan and the others felt a warm energy flow into their limbs and bones. Not only did their physical strength seem to solidify greatly, but even their Soul Power began to boil.

So this was what a buff felt like? It really was powerful.

Zhao Xuan clenched his fist, somewhat astonished. This was the first time he had experienced the power of an enhancement-type Soul Skill. It truly lived up to its reputation!

Even Zhao Wuji at the side was a little surprised. "There's actually someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?!"

Ning Rongrong did not react and hurriedly used her Second Soul Skill on everyone.

"The Seven Treasures have a name. Second: Speed!"

The Soul Ring beneath Ning Rongrong's feet rose and fell, and the second level of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda blossomed with light. Once again, she flicked out five rainbow beams that enveloped the group.

As the rainbow light descended, their bodies instantly became light as though they had lost all weight, giving them a feeling of almost floating away.

At that moment, Zhao Wuji moved. Instead of charging at Tang San and the others, he bent his knees slightly and smashed both fists into the ground at once.

Tang San was startled and hurriedly shouted, "Not good! Xiao Xuan!"

"Got it!" Zhao Xuan narrowed his eyes and stomped hard on the ground with his right foot.

An invisible force burrowed underground and rushed toward Zhao Wuji. But after covering only a third of the distance, the ground exploded with a bang, sending crushed stone flying everywhere!

"What the hell?" Zhao Wuji stared in astonishment, his sharp gaze turning toward Zhao Xuan.

Just then, he had sent a burst of hidden force into the ground, intending to eliminate Ning Rongrong first and cut off the enhancement from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. Yet Zhao Xuan had unexpectedly interrupted him.

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes. This brat actually possessed such tremendous strength.

"Interesting!"

At that moment, Zhu Zhuqing, who had been waiting for an opening at the side, took advantage of Zhao Wuji's distraction and unleashed her First Soul Skill, Hell Stab!

Zhu Zhuqing's black figure flashed past. Her long hair fluttered through the air as she mercilessly thrust at Zhao Wuji alongside a cold gleam.

Although Zhao Wuji had been distracted for a moment, his combat experience and instincts were naturally beyond compare with those of a group of half-grown children. The instant Zhu Zhuqing attacked, Zhao Wuji recovered.

The Third Soul Ring on his body suddenly lit up. Everyone near Zhao Wuji immediately felt their bodies grow heavier, naturally including Zhu Zhuqing, who was attacking, and Xiao Wu, who was waiting for an opportunity nearby.

Third Soul Skill: Gravity Enhancement!

Within the range of Zhao Wuji's Third Soul Skill, everyone else's speed would be greatly reduced.

"Damn it!" Zhu Zhuqing pressed her lips together, thinking unwillingly. Her speed had dropped drastically under the pressure, and she retreated without hesitation.

At the same time, Hermione, standing at the rear, extended her right hand. A wand landed steadily in her grasp, while a black academic robe draped itself over her body.

Hermione held her wand and elegantly tapped it six times in succession. At the same time, her First Soul Ring flashed repeatedly like starlight.

Her lips parted slightly. "Spring Water Gushes Forth!"

Everyone felt as though a clear spring had washed over and cleansed them, as if their entire bodies had been filtered and the world had become fresher.

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu, who were within the gravity field, were even more delighted. They felt the gravity weighing on them vanish without a trace.

At the same time, Tang San immediately activated his First Soul Skill, Binding!

Wild Blue Silver Grass instantly shot up from beneath Zhao Wuji's feet and wrapped around him tightly.

Zhao Wuji's expression turned somewhat ugly, and veins bulged from his temples. "You little brats are really troublesome!"

With a slight exertion of strength, the restraints woven from Blue Silver Grass snapped apart.

"Charm!" Before Zhao Wuji could react, Xiao Wu flew forward somewhat frantically and entered his field of vision, unleashing her Second Soul Skill in an attempt to continue controlling his movements.

Zhao Xuan, who was about to move, changed expression. "Not good!"

Instinctively meeting Xiao Wu's beautiful red eyes, Zhao Wuji fell into a daze for a moment. But it lasted only an instant. Due to the massive difference in Soul Power, Xiao Wu immediately suffered backlash.

Xiao Wu gave a muffled groan, and blood spilled from both her mouth and nose!

"Xiao Wu!" Tang San cried out and instantly used a strand of Blue Silver Grass to catch her falling body.

Zhao Xuan summoned his Martial Soul. A phone instantly appeared and fell into his hand. With a thought, the phone transformed into a bracelet around his wrist.

His Third Soul Ring flashed, and a string of numbers flickered across the bracelet's screen. Zhao Xuan instantly appeared in front of Zhao Wuji.

Looking at Zhao Xuan, who had suddenly appeared before him, Zhao Wuji's eyes revealed a trace of surprise, because another Zhao Xuan was still standing where Zhao Xuan had vanished.

The battle instincts he had developed over many years set alarm bells ringing in his heart. Zhao Wuji sensed an unusual aura of danger.

But at that moment, he saw Zhao Xuan's First Soul Ring flash. His fist, which he had been about to swing, stalled, and his body became unable to move.

"What?!" Horror flashed through Zhao Wuji's eyes.

In the next instant, he saw Zhao Xuan smile at him, revealing a row of white teeth, before a fist slammed viciously into his stomach.

"Puh!"

Zhao Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot and was sent flying backward.

"Thud!" Dust rose into the air as Zhao Wuji crashed to the ground.

At that moment, both the furious Tang San and everyone else were stunned. Dai Mubai, in particular, stared at Zhao Xuan in terror.

Zhao Wuji, a strength-type Battle Soul Saint renowned even across the continent, had been blasted away by Zhao Xuan's single punch?!

Zhao Xuan stood where he was with his hands behind his back, his long hair fluttering in the wind. His handsome face remained calm as he looked at Zhao Wuji lying on the ground, then inadvertently glanced at Xiao Wu in Tang San's arms.

Then he revealed a pitying look. Xiao San was going to go berserk now.

Just as Zhao Xuan had expected, although his strength was probably not far from Zhao Wuji's, it was impossible for him to knock Zhao Wuji unconscious with a single punch.

It was like two people of the same build: if one punched the other in the chest and the other punched back at the stomach, the latter would feel pain at most. Not to mention that Zhao Wuji was actually much tougher.

Sure enough, before long, Zhao Wuji stood up clutching his stomach and glared viciously at Zhao Xuan. "Fucking hell, an eighty-year-old mother got humiliated by her own child. My lifelong reputation has actually been ruined by you little brats."

"Kid! You're very good!" Zhao Wuji looked at Zhao Xuan with a complicated expression. How could there be such a monstrous brat? Forget that Soul Skill—even that brute strength was terrifying.

Dai Mubai swallowed hard at the side. So Zhao Xuan had not been lying when he said he had used only twenty percent of his strength that day.

"Still want to continue?" Zhao Xuan asked teasingly.

"Pah! Of course! There's still a third of the incense left!" Zhao Wuji spat to the side and stared fixedly at Zhao Xuan. If I can't beat you, how can I still be vice principal?!

Seeing Zhao Wuji acting as though nothing had happened, Zhao Xuan could not help but stare in astonishment. As expected of the Great Strength Vajra Bear—his hide really was thick!

He could not help but smile. It seemed there would be plenty of fun in the future.

But at that moment, Tang San's emotionless voice suddenly came from behind him. "Wait!"

Everyone turned toward Tang San, who had settled Xiao Wu down. Tang San's expression was calm, and his eyes were devoid of emotion as he looked at Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Xuan suddenly shuddered all over and promptly rolled off to the side to watch the show. An enraged Tang San was practically like activating an ultimate mode!

What followed was far too violent to describe here...

(By all rights, Zhao Xuan's strength definitely should not have allowed Xiao Wu to be injured, but I felt that Tang San's berserk sequence was the best part, so this was how the plot went in this book...)