Volume One

"Teacher Zhao, this is a bit unreasonable. Su Xing just chuckled; is it not against the rules to take your frustration out on him?" Dai Mubai said in a low voice. Overall, Zhao Wuji had fought this battle in a very pathetic manner! "Damn it, he actually used poison!"

"Kid, what did you just say? If you have the guts, say it again!" Seeing the slightly mocking expression on Su Xing's face, Zhao Wuji nearly choked on his own breath and roared in anger. Zhao Wuji was furious; he let out a low growl, and the black fifth soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, its powerful pressure causing the entire Shrek Academy to tremble. Hearing that Zhao Wuji wanted to beat up Su Xing, everyone was stunned once again.

"That brat with the sickle, were you laughing very happily just now?"

"A long-range attack weapon?" Speaking of this, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes lit up, and she immediately thought of that long, pitch-black rod Su Xing carried.

Following that, Zhao Wuji unleashed several soul skills in succession, yet he still failed to capture Tang San. By this time, the time for one stick of incense had already passed.

Zhao Wuji was currently filled with immense rage. Rubbing his face, he summoned Oscar and ate a few Recovery Big Sausages. Although his injuries improved slightly, his face was still covered in several large lumps.

A third stick of incense was lit and inserted into the ground nearby.

In the end, he suffered a setback because he underestimated the small iron hammer in Tang San's hand.

Xiao Wu's injury was a huge provocation to Tang San. Although there was a massive gap in Soul Power Level between him and Zhao Wuji, he felt not the slightest bit of fear.

The next second, the moment Tang San made his move, everyone except Su Xing and Xiao Wu had their expressions change drastically.

Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San with a half-smile and said, "Are you sure you want to make such a bet? Don't forget, the four of you attacked together earlier, and the final result was still a loss."

Under the tyrannical golden light, all of Tang San's Hidden Weapons were deflected back, failing to cause any damage to Zhao Wuji.

Finally, after a fierce battle, Tang San unleashed his second martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, and with one strike, he sent Zhao Wuji reeling, dizzy and disoriented.

Dai Mubai, Ning Rongrong, and the others were left completely shocked!

After the decision was made, Tang San and Zhao Wuji walked back onto the plaza.

Secondly, Zhao Wuji did not excel in speed. Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to dart around, and through the precise calculations of his Purple Demon Eye, he unleashed a barrage of poisonous Hidden Weapons, which indeed caught him off guard.

As a master of Hidden Weapons, Tang San's proficiency could be said to have reached a level of exquisite perfection. The moment Zhao Wuji forcibly expelled the steel needles, over a dozen golden rays of light shot out from Tang San's hands once again.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu said with a hint of pride, "What my brother just used is called a Hidden Weapon. It's a unique skill my brother created himself, and it's incredibly powerful. Among long-range attack weapons, if my brother's Hidden Weapon dares to claim second place, no other weapon dares to claim first."

"Hidden Weapon?" Ning Rongrong muttered to herself, thinking that if the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect could obtain this, wouldn't their direct disciples be able to gain the same combat capabilities as battle soul masters?

"You..." A cold light flared in Tang San's eyes. He leaped backward again, dodging a palm strike Zhao Wuji had sent through the air. Immediately, Tang San raised both hands, and over a dozen steel needles carrying thick purple mist spat out from his sleeves.

Tang San could make decisions for himself, and even for Xiao Wu, but he could not make decisions for the others. Thus, he turned to look at Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

Hearing this, everyone was left dumbfounded.

"If you say another word, I'll give you a practical lesson right now and help loosen your muscles and bones." Zhao Wuji glared at Dai Mubai and said.

"Tang San, which family does this attack method belong to? How come I've never seen it before?" Ning Rongrong asked in surprise.

He wondered, what kind of act was Zhao Wuji putting on now? As for Tang San, although he had exhausted all his trump cards, he was still in a bad state. His face was pale, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth; he could only stand by relying on Dai Mubai's support.

"Tang San and the others have passed this test, but as for you, kid, you don't count!" Zhao Wuji said sternly.

Does he really think I, Su, am a soft persimmon? Or is it that if I don't let you, Zhao Wuji, beat me up, you won't let me leave?

Following that, Zhao Wuji felt a tingling sensation in his chest. Looking down, he suddenly discovered that the steel needles that had just shot at him had already broken through the defense of his Immovable Bright King Body.

Everyone looked at Zhao Wuji in utter shock.

Seeing this scene, Su Xing walked to the side, feeling a bit bored. He stretched and sat down with his chin in his hands, as he had already guessed the outcome.

The main reason for the pathetic performance: First, Zhao Wuji could not use his full strength and had to constantly control his power; otherwise, one careless move could easily result in him slapping Tang San to death.

Dai Mubai shut his mouth instantly.

"Pfft! Zhao Wuji has really become a big bear now." Seeing Zhao Wuji's bruised and swollen face, Su Xing couldn't help but burst into laughter.

At the same time, Tang San was also slapped away by Zhao Wuji, coughing up a mouthful of blood, only to be caught by Dai Mubai while still in the air.

Silent Sleeve Arrow, Plum Blossom Needle, Coin Dart, Tight Back Flower Mounted Crossbow, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Mysterious Jade Hand, and various unique skills from the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record were all skillfully displayed by Tang San.

After removing the Dragon Whisker Needles, Zhao Wuji's expression became much more relaxed, but the next second, he turned his gaze toward Su Xing, revealing an evil smile.

Is there really no flaw? No! The absence of a flaw is the flaw itself. If energy is condensed in front of the body, as long as there is the slightest relaxation, breaking that one point is the opportunity.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Squeeze!" Zhao Wuji was shocked and once again activated his Immovable Bright King Body, forcibly vibrating the steel needles out of his body.

Although Zhao Wuji had extremely strong defense, these steel needles carrying thick mist gave him a fright.

The next second, the tea-scented mist drifted over, causing Zhao Wuji's mind to spin with dizziness, and the defense of his Immovable Bright King Body naturally dropped significantly.

The moment the original steel needles left Zhao Wuji's body, the Dragon Whisker Needles took advantage of the gap and drilled directly into the exposed wounds.

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji felt intense pain coming from several places on his body at once, and his whole body went into spasms.

"Clang, clang, clang, clang!"

At this moment, the few people watching the battle also began to discuss among themselves.

"Good opportunity, now is the time!"

"Kid, you were hiding in the back earlier, and I didn't get to trade blows with you. The whole match left me feeling very unsatisfied. Come over here now and let me vent!"

Seeing this, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also understood Tang San's concerns and both nodded, signaling that they would stand with Tang San. As for Su Xing, although he didn't express his stance, he didn't object either, so Tang San took it as his tacit agreement.

The shrill sound of piercing through the air gave Zhao Wuji a jolt. With a low roar, Zhao Wuji unleashed his full soul power, releasing his first soul skill, the Immovable Bright King Body.

A moment later, Tang San arrived in front of Zhao Wuji. After confirming the location of the Dragon Whisker Needles on his body, he used his Mysterious Jade Hand to extract them.

Tang San's internal energy, which had barely recovered, was exhausted once again, and he fainted directly. Fortunately, Xiao Wu was by his side and quickly caught him.

Tang San suddenly looked up, the purple light in his eyes flaring intensely. Immediately after, over a dozen cold rays of light burst from his hands, shooting toward the weakest points on Zhao Wuji's body.

Zhao Wuji stood up again, crossed his hands, and rubbed them, a crisp sound of cracking bones echoing out.

"..." Su Xing was dumbfounded. Is this the rhythm of taking it out on me?