Xiao Chen: So What If I'm Arrogant? Watch Me Stomp Zhao Wuji with My Golden Dragon!

"Brother Xiao Chen, what do we do?"

"It's fine."

In contrast to Xiao Wu's grave expression, Xiao Chen remained utterly calm, reaching out to gently ruffle her hair.

He looked as though the one charging at him was not a Seven-ring Soul Saint, but merely a little brat capable of nothing but impotent rage.

"I'll handle this."

"Kid, you're getting a little too arrogant!"

The moment Xiao Chen's voice fell, Zhao Wuji had already rushed in front of him.

His enormous palm came crashing down from above, carrying terrifying Soul Power pressure as it bore down directly on Xiao Chen and the three girls.

Yet, faced with that massive fist, Xiao Chen did not retreat. Instead, he advanced, driving his right fist straight at it.

"Does being arrogant violate the test rules? Since it doesn't, so what if I'm arrogant?"

Boom!

As Xiao Chen's words fell, a muffled explosion erupted on the spot, kicking up a thick cloud of dust.

However, the instant the dust enveloped Xiao Chen and Zhao Wuji, it was torn apart by a powerful wave of Soul Power and Dragon Might, revealing the scene within.

Xiao Chen and Zhao Wuji had both released their Martial Souls and were standing their ground, locked in an evenly matched struggle!

"Brother Xiao Chen!"

The three girls' eyes gleamed with excitement at the sight.

Xiao Wu, in particular, was practically jumping with joy.

If Xiao Chen had not just handed Zhu Zhuqing over to her, she would have rushed over to help already—at the very least, to give Zhao Wuji a hard slap or a kick.

"You little brat... you've hidden yourself well!"

Seeing Xiao Chen's hands transformed into Golden Dragon Claws, his entire body shining with Golden Light and radiating majestic Dragon Might, Zhao Wuji first recalled Xiao Chen's God-Slaying Sword Martial Soul before his expression turned incomparably grave.

Twin Martial Souls!

He had never expected it.

Xiao Chen, who possessed a sword-type Martial Soul and could easily defeat Dai Mubai, actually possessed a second Martial Soul as well.

And it was an exceptionally high-grade dragon-type Martial Soul!

As for why he thought so?

It was simple. He could feel the flow of Soul Power within his body becoming much more sluggish.

Moreover, his entire body felt extremely uncomfortable.

This was the suppression of a top-tier Martial Soul over another Martial Soul of the same type!

He was a Seven-ring Soul Saint, yet Xiao Chen's Martial Soul could exert such intense suppression over him. It was undoubtedly an extremely top-tier dragon-type Martial Soul.

"Still, strength like this isn't enough to pass my test!"

The next moment, Zhao Wuji's eyes flashed with dazzling brilliance, and the second Soul Ring around him lit up once more.

So what if Xiao Chen possessed a top-tier Beast Martial Soul?

He was a Seven-ring Soul Saint.

Xiao Chen, that little monster, had actually withstood the power of a four-ring Soul Ancestor just now.

But if he used the strength of a Five-ring Soul King next, how would this little monster deal with it?

In any case, he was determined to beat up this little monster named Xiao Chen today!

"Second Soul Skill..."

"Wait."

Before Zhao Wuji could finish speaking, Xiao Chen suddenly spoke up, interrupting Zhao Wuji's attempt to unleash his Soul Skill.

This directly left Zhao Wuji stunned.

"What, are you planning to admit defeat?"

"..."

Xiao Chen glanced at Zhao Wuji, his eyes full of calm, before turning to look at Xiao Wu.

The moment Xiao Wu saw this, she immediately understood. Grabbing Zhu Zhuqing, she ran outward.

On the way, she even dragged Zhu Zhuqing along to step on Dai Mubai and Tang San a few times.

"Xiao Wu, what are you doing? Aren't you going to help Xiao Chen?"

Seeing Xiao Wu's actions, even Zhu Zhuqing, aloof as she was, could not help asking in confusion.

"Relax, relax. Anyway, we don't need to worry about the next part of the fight. That big stupid bear is going to have a miserable time!"

"Oh, right, Rongrong, you don't need to buff Brother Xiao Chen either. We just need to wait on the side and watch Brother Xiao Chen beat up that big stupid bear."

"..."

Zhu Zhuqing was puzzled.

Under Xiao Chen's control, Ning Rongrong, whom the God Slaying Sword had sent to Xiao Wu's side, felt the same way.

But before long, they were holding Xiao Chen's carrots, small fish jerky, and milk tea, eating and drinking as they listened to Xiao Wu recount Xiao Chen's past heroic deeds.

In the end, they understood what Xiao Chen's earlier look had meant.

It came down to one sentence.

When Xiao Chen gave that look, it meant he was preparing to sweep through every enemy on his own!

"Teacher Zhao Wuji, reset the hourglass."

"What did you mean?"

Zhao Wuji was dumbfounded once again.

Whoosh!

Unlike Zhao Wuji's confusion, Xiao Chen acted swiftly and decisively.

Before everyone's eyes, he flung out a strand of golden spirit power, resetting the hourglass at the side that was being used to keep time.

"I'm informing you, not asking you."

"Alright, let's continue."

"..."

Zhao Wuji's expression froze. He opened his mouth, not knowing what he should say.

Why did every word this little monster Xiao Chen said sound so punchable?

More importantly, when he turned to look at the three girls beside Xiao Wu, not only did they not object, they even cheered Xiao Chen on.

Damn it.

What did they take this trial for, a game?

"Fine, kid, you're arrogant enough!"

"Second Soul Skill, Great Strength Vajra Palm!"

"Weak. Far too weak."

Watching the massive spirit-power palm hurtling toward him, Xiao Chen merely uttered those seven words calmly.

At the same time, the first Soul Ring around him erupted with dazzling light.

Roar!

In an instant, brilliant golden light burst from Xiao Chen's body. Deafening Dragon Might, carrying a Soul Power Impact, charged head-on at Zhao Wuji and forcibly shattered the spirit-power palm he had unleashed.

Golden Dragon King Martial Soul.

First Soul Skill, Golden Dragon's Wrath!

"What?"

Seeing that the power of a Five-ring Soul King had failed to subdue Xiao Chen and had instead been blown apart on the spot by him, Zhao Wuji's face filled with disbelief.

However, Xiao Chen gave Zhao Wuji no time to think.

The Soul Rings around him lit up once more.

In an instant, a golden dragon phantom over three meters tall spread out from Xiao Chen's body.

Its dragon head was ferocious, its claws sharp, and its scales gleamed with a chilling light, vivid as though alive.

Most importantly, the Dragon Might Xiao Chen emitted rose to an entirely new level!

Golden Dragon King Martial Soul.

Second Soul Skill, Dragon King Shattering Shock!

By activating the spirit power and vital energy within his body, he condensed a Dragon King phantom outside himself. Its specific height increased along with Xiao Chen's spirit power, and the Dragon King phantom mirrored each of Xiao Chen's attacks.

During this time, the Dragon Might within Xiao Chen's body increased by 100%, its intimidation effect was greatly enhanced, his total vital energy increased by 100%, and the recovery speed of his injuries and spirit power was greatly improved.

Furthermore, every attack of the Dragon King phantom carried an explosive effect, and each step it took created a small shockwave where it landed.

This was an all-around self-enhancement Soul Skill!

"This level of martial soul pressure, this kind of Soul Skill? You're telling me this is a Three-ring Soul Master? That this is a thousand-year Soul Skill!"

Feeling the terrifying Dragon Might surging from Xiao Chen's body, Zhao Wuji could only unwillingly raise the intensity of his spirit power again, directly reaching the level of a Six-ring Soul Emperor.

Not only that, but his Fifth Soul Skill also lit up.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Squeeze!"

Boom!

In an instant, terrifying spirit-power pressure crushed inward from all directions around the Dragon King phantom.

Zhao Wuji himself charged forward, swinging his fists.

"Being big doesn't mean you're strong, kid. You've lost!"

Bang! Bang! Bang...

For a time, explosions continuously erupted between the Golden Dragon King phantom and Zhao Wuji, and the battle once again reached a stalemate.

Time gradually passed, second by second.

After some time, Zhao Wuji's face suddenly stiffened, then darkened more and more.

That was because Xiao Chen's own attacks were locked onto Zhao Wuji's arms, while the Dragon King phantom Xiao Chen had summoned was much larger, so its attack range expanded accordingly.

Therefore, every time the Dragon King phantom swung its dragon claws, they covered Zhao Wuji's upper body, inevitably striking his face.

Out of hundreds of exchanged punches, it was normal to accidentally hit him a few times, wasn't it?

Simply put, Zhao Wuji had been slapped in the face by Xiao Chen—and more than once!

If that were all, Zhao Wuji could have endured it.

After all, in a fight, accidentally getting hit in the face was perfectly normal. There was nothing to make a fuss over.

The key was that, on top of that, Xiao Chen would occasionally launch a sudden kick at Zhao Wuji as a sneak attack.

If it were a kick from Xiao Chen himself, Zhao Wuji would not have cared.

But a kick from a golden Dragon King phantom over three meters tall was a completely different matter!

Not only was the Dragon King phantom's kick overwhelmingly powerful, pinning him down tightly, it also came with a shockwave effect.

It sent him face-first into the dust on the spot, and his clothes became tattered, leaving him in an utterly bedraggled state.

Did the current Zhao Wuji still look anything like a Seven-ring Soul Saint, the Vice Dean of Shrek Academy?

He simply looked like a beggar being trampled beneath Xiao Chen's feet!

"You little monster, you forced my hand!"

The next moment, Zhao Wuji finally could not endure any longer. The intensity of his Soul Power began to surge again as he prepared to unleash Soul Saint-level Soul Power.

After all, if anyone else in the academy saw him like this, it would become a lifelong humiliation!

What would people say then?

"A picture of Xiao Chen trampling Zhao Wuji," or...

No, he absolutely had to prevent something like that from happening!

Unfortunately, the instant Xiao Chen heard Zhao Wuji's words, he had already made his move.

The hourglass had run out, and he had already tested the strength of his Golden Dragon King Martial Soul and his physical abilities.

Besides, Xiao Chen was not as foolish as Zhao Wuji, who still had to shout before making a move.

For an ultimate move, he could just unleash it directly!

Roar!

Before everyone's eyes, dazzling light suddenly burst from Xiao Chen's eyes, while his third Soul Ring lit up at the same time.

At that very moment, the Dragon King phantom with its foot planted on Zhao Wuji's head opened its enormous jaws and let out an enraged roar.

At the same time, a golden beam shot from the Dragon King phantom's mouth. Fast as lightning, it reached Zhao Wuji's chest in an instant.

Third Soul Skill, Golden Dragon God Extinguishing Light!

"Teacher Zhao Wuji, you lost."

Bang!

"..."

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