Golden Legend

As Teacher Zhao spoke, a hint of delight flashed through Dai Mubai's eyes:

Just as it should be!

That was right—Dai Mubai had deliberately said those things earlier.

As an old student of Shrek Academy, he knew every teacher's personality well.

Zhao Wuji, a Level 76 Soul Saint with a Beast Martial Soul, was the strongest fighter in the entire academy aside from the dean.

Yet even someone like him had a rather exasperating hobby—bullying geniuses!

Zhao Wuji was arrogant and domineering, but whenever he encountered talented soul masters, he always liked to strike at them in all sorts of ways.

So when Dai Mubai had deliberately emphasized just how talented Du Cheng was, he had actually been intentionally stirring up trouble for him.

Of course, with so many people watching, Dai Mubai naturally could not make his intentions too obvious.

Thus, as soon as Zhao Wuji spoke, Dai Mubai even hypocritically tried to dissuade him:

"Teacher Zhao, isn't this a little inappropriate?"

"What's inappropriate about it?"

The moment Dai Mubai spoke, Zhao Wuji gave a cold snort, just as he had expected:

"If they're geniuses, they should receive more special treatment than others. Otherwise, how can they be called geniuses?"

"This..."

Before Dai Mubai could speak, Zhao Wuji had already turned directly toward Du Cheng:

"Kid, what do you think of what I said?"

As he spoke, Zhao Wuji wore an undisguised expression of malicious amusement:

To become a Soul Saint at such an age, Zhao Wuji had naturally been a genius himself.

But precisely because of that, he bore great ill will toward juniors even more talented than himself:

There only needs to be one genius in this world—me, Zhao Wuji!

Du Cheng naturally knew nothing of Zhao Wuji's thoughts.

But since the other man had practically come right up to his face, Du Cheng's personality would never allow him to back down.

After hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Du Cheng nodded swiftly.

"Since Teacher Zhao enjoys it, I'll naturally accompany you."

"Hahahaha, that's more like it."

The moment Du Cheng finished speaking, Zhao Wuji burst into laughter.

"I knew it! A genius should act like a genius!"

When he finished speaking, a stick of incense suddenly appeared in Zhao Wuji's hand.

"Mubai, explain the rules to these little ones, so they won't say Old Zhao is bullying them later."

"Yes!"

Upon hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Dai Mubai first flashed a broad smile before turning toward the others.

"Teacher Zhao's real name is Zhao Wuji. He is Level 76..."

Although Dai Mubai harbored considerable malice toward Du Cheng, he was extremely conscientious when explaining the rules.

In short, he embodied two words—utter hypocrisy!

While Dai Mubai explained the rules, Du Cheng had already turned his attention to the system.

Since he was going to face Zhao Wuji alone, he naturally had to make every preparation:

"Damn system, start the lottery!"

Ding, congratulations to the Host for conducting one Beginner Lottery. Reward obtained: 'Swimming Dragon Steps'

Ding, congratulations to the Host for conducting one Top Lottery. Rewards obtained: Gold Soul Coin, Gale Swordplay, Level 90 Titled Douluo Summoning Card (permanent)

"Good lord, a golden legend~"

If he had not retained a shred of reason, Du Cheng would have wanted to provide the sound effect for this draw himself:

Never mind the coins as a bonus. Swimming Dragon Steps is a close-combat footwork technique that increases evasion, Gale Swordplay speeds up attack strikes, and on top of that, there's a Level 90 Titled Douluo. Is this damn system trying to let me show off in every possible way?

Many people might think Level 90 was weak, but that was absolutely an illusion.

One had to know that there were fewer than a hundred Titled Douluo in all of Douluo Continent, and the Two Great Empires of Heaven Dou Xingluo combined had only one Titled Douluo.

Under such circumstances, as long as Du Cheng did not actively court death, he could walk sideways across Douluo Continent without any problem.

His gaze landed on Zhao Wuji in the distance, and Du Cheng's lips curled into a dangerous arc:

If nothing unexpected happens, I can give the young Immovable Bright King a proper lesson today!

"In short, that's how this test will work."

While Du Cheng was musing, Dai Mubai finally finished explaining the assessment rules.

His gaze falling on Zhao Wuji, Dai Mubai gave a respectful bow.

"Teacher Zhao, it's time for you to take the stage."

"Hahahaha~"

With a burst of laughter, Zhao Wuji leaped into an open area nearby.

"Little ones, aside from that kid surnamed Du, the rest of you may attack me together."

"As long as you can hold out against me for the time it takes a stick of incense to burn, you'll pass the assessment."

After speaking, Zhao Wuji even turned to glance at Du Cheng.

"That kid can wait. Once I'm done teaching these little ones a lesson, it'll be your turn."

"As long as Teacher Zhao is happy."

Hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Du Cheng revealed a faint smile.

Zhao Wuji may look quite pleased with himself now, but what happens later is hard to say.

After all, in the original story, he had been left utterly disheveled and had let Tang San show off spectacularly.

But this time would certainly be different. After all, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing had not spent all these years at Du Cheng's side for nothing.

"Xiao Wu, don't worry. I'll definitely protect you later."

As Zhao Wuji finished speaking, Tang San suddenly turned to Xiao Wu.

"Who needs your protection?"

Before Xiao Wu could finish her disdainful reply, Zhao Wuji's voice rang out.

"Why aren't those kids making their move yet?"

"Teacher Zhao, be careful. I'm attacking!"

As she spoke, Xiao Wu pushed off the ground, instantly appearing in front of Zhao Wuji.

"Teacher Zhao, you'd better be careful."

"Hahahaha, little girl, go ahead and attack. Old Zhao isn't—"

Halfway through his words, Zhao Wuji's expression stiffened.

"What a crafty little girl!"

Only now did he discover that pink light had been shining from Xiao Wu's eyes as she spoke—her soul skill, Charm!

Caught off guard due to his carelessness, Zhao Wuji was actually left momentarily dazed by Xiao Wu's soul skill.

Yet that less-than-one-second opening made Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's eyes light up:

"Take advantage of someone's weakness and finish them off"—that was the supreme principle Cheng Gege had taught them.

"Waist Bow!"

"Hell Stab, Nether Hundred Claws!"

Two clear voices rang out as Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing attacked at the same time with their powerful coordination.

One of Xiao Wu's legs hooked around Zhao Wuji's throat as she twisted at the waist, clearly intending to fling him away.

At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing appeared behind Zhao Wuji, her pair of cat claws ruthlessly slashing straight at his eyes.