Balance, Extreme School

"Ah, Xiao Wu!!"

Seeing Xiao Wu vomit blood, collapse, and lose consciousness, Tang San's eyes instantly turned red.

He had said he would protect Xiao Wu from harm.

He had said that anyone who dared hurt Xiao Wu would have to step over his corpse!

All kinds of past memories echoed through Tang San's mind in an instant.

"Kid, this little girl was merely suffering backlash from her own soul skill. A couple days of rest and she'll be fine."

Zhao Wuji stood with his arms crossed, speaking indifferently.

Xiao Wu had brought this upon herself. Launching a mental attack against a Seventy-sixth Level Soul Saint—she really had a death wish!

Besides, he had not even resisted. Xiao Wu had suffered the backlash herself.

If he had unleashed even a little of his spiritual power, this little girl might have been crippled and turned into an idiot.

"Why? Why weren't you charmed? Why did you make Xiao Wu suffer backlash!"

Tang San roared inwardly as he held Xiao Wu, his fists clenched tightly.

Ignoring everyone's stares, Zhao Wuji continued, "The incense has burned out, yet you failed to hold on..."

Zhao Wuji still thought highly of these children. They were the most talented batch Shrek Academy had seen at the time of enrollment in recent years.

Eliminating them was impossible. Since they were already here, they could stay at Shrek Academy!

Just as Zhao Wuji was about to say something and find an excuse to keep them, the silent Tang San spoke. "Teacher Zhao, I want to have a one-on-one soul battle with you, also limited to one stick of incense."

"If I lose, the four of us will leave together."

"If I manage to last one stick of incense, then all four of us will stay."

Tang San's indifferent tone stunned Zhao Wuji. A one-on-one soul battle with him?

Was there something wrong with the heads of these two siblings?

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong: "???"

No, Tang San wanted to battle Zhao Wuji. What did that have to do with them?

The two of them had already held little goodwill toward Tang San after he took the position of temporary team leader.

Ning Rongrong suddenly recalled that Tang San had seemingly "saved" her just now. Thinking of that, she kept silent.

But she still did not think much of Tang San.

Shouldn't he at least discuss something like this with them first?

"Fine!"

Zhao Wuji nodded, a cruel smile appearing on his lips. It was time to let Tang San understand the dangers of the soul master world!

Just because he had reached Level Twenty-nine at such a young age did not mean he could act lawlessly and directly provoke a Soul Saint-level powerhouse.

If someone like Tang San were placed in the soul master world, he probably would not survive three days!

The strong could not be humiliated, much less provoked!

"I'll give you a chance."

After saying that, Zhao Wuji somehow took out another stick of incense, leaving Kong staring blankly. Could Zhao Wuji's side business be selling incense?

Having received his answer, Tang San picked Xiao Wu up and walked over to Ning Rongrong. "Please help me take care of Xiao Wu."

"Alright."

Ning Rongrong nodded and accepted the unconscious Xiao Wu. She then laid her down, allowing Xiao Wu to lie flat on the ground.

Tang San nodded in thanks. Then he walked toward Zhao Wuji, stopping only when twenty meters separated them.

From Tang San's earlier observations, he had discovered that Zhao Wuji truly was as Dai Mubai had said—not skilled in speed. As long as Tang San kept a certain distance, he still had a chance of winning with Tang Sect's Unique Skills and hidden weapons.

Daring to hurt Xiao Wu, Zhao Wuji had earned himself a death sentence!

His red eyes emitted a faint purple glow. This was Tang San using one of Tang Sect's Unique Skills, Purple Demon Eyes!

He did not release his martial soul. Instead, he brushed his hands across Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night, and several hidden weapons gleaming coldly beneath the sunlight instantly appeared in his hands.

Zhao Wuji did not care when he saw this. Could these ordinary weapons possibly break through his defenses?

Since he intended to properly teach Tang San a lesson, Zhao Wuji naturally would not refrain from releasing his martial soul.

His martial soul possessed him instantly, and Tang San's hidden weapons arrived before Zhao Wuji at that very moment.

"Clink... clink..."

In a short span of time, dozens of hidden weapons tore through the air and struck Zhao Wuji's Body Protecting Qi.

"Hmm, poison?"

Looking at those "weapons" that had fallen to the ground, Zhao Wuji saw that merely touching a stalk of Blue Silver Grass caused it to immediately change color, before releasing some...

"This kid is rather ruthless..."

"A strange method of attack, poisoned weapons. Hmph. The conduct of a petty man..."

Zhao Wuji muttered under his breath and snorted coldly. The Soul Power around him erupted in an instant as he charged toward Tang San.

Speed was indeed his weakness, but that depended on who he was facing!

In what seemed like an instant, Zhao Wuji arrived before Tang San.

"Second Soul Skill: Vajra Palm!"

Facing Zhao Wuji's Vajra Palm, Tang San's pupils contracted. Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track activated at once, and he narrowly dodged Zhao Wuji's attack.

"?"

Zhao Wuji froze, somewhat bewildered. A mere Soul Grandmaster had actually dodged an attack he had held back?

Tang San did not care whether Zhao Wuji was stunned. He widened the distance between them again while continuously drawing hidden weapons from his Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night and launching attacks at Zhao Wuji.

No matter what, he could not lose this soul battle!

"First Soul Skill, Immovable Bright King Body!"

Golden light burst from Zhao Wuji's body. If anyone attacked him physically now, those golden rays would reflect the attack back.

After activating Immovable Bright King Body, Zhao Wuji's defensive power rose by an entire level.

"Kid, let's see how you plan to run now!"

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth. He had originally intended to leave the little brat some dignity, but since the boy did not want it, then he would not give it to him!

He had always been reckless and fearless, which was why he had offended both Spirit Hall and the Strength Clan.

Now that he was dealing with a junior, what did he have to fear!

"Third Soul Skill, Gravity Amplification!"

This was Zhao Wuji's first thousand-year Soul Skill. It could manipulate gravity and restrict an opponent's movements.

His speed was slow, but he could make up for that weakness in other ways!

Gravity, Positioning Tracking, sound waves...

Soul Masters were generally divided into two schools: the Balanced School and the Extreme School.

The Balanced School did not have any particular specialty, but it was extremely well-rounded. Its practitioners would do their best to compensate for their own weaknesses, obtaining whatever Soul Rings they lacked.

The Extreme School was the exact opposite. Whatever one excelled at was the direction one focused on developing. The Clear Sky Sect's former four great affiliated clans were representatives of the Extreme School.

They were divided into Strength, Defense, Agility, and Break.

Each of the two schools had its own merits; it was impossible to say which was better or worse...

Zhao Wuji followed the Balanced School. His defenses were already among the best of Soul Masters at the same level, so continuing to acquire defensive or strength-based abilities would not necessarily be beneficial. This was also one reason why he seemed to know a little of everything, yet could not be considered the best in any one area.

"Zhao Wuji is quite a talent too. If he could be brought under my command, then the training of the younger generation..."