Battle Against Zhao Wuji

On the open ground, Xiao Tianyang raised a hand to support the retreating Tang San and looked at Zhao Wuji. "Teacher Zhao, you lost."

Zhao Wuji, who had been about to make another move, could not help but twitch at the corner of his eye as he turned his head in disbelief.

But just as Xiao Tianyang had said.

The incense had truly burned out!

Xiao Tianyang smiled at Zhao Wuji, feeling somewhat sorry for him.

He was in quite a miserable state now. Half his face was swollen, and his body was covered in wounds.

Tang San's newly acquired Dragon Beard Needles and second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, had especially made Zhao Wuji grimace in pain.

The course of the battle had been roughly what Xiao Tianyang had expected.

Zhao Wuji had worried that losing twice in a row would damage his reputation as a teacher, so he had indeed used some of his real strength.

But Tang San was also troublesome once he got serious.

Even setting those hidden weapons aside, Tang Sect profound techniques such as the Purple Demon Eye, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track were certainly not easy to handle.

Moreover, after Xiao Tianyang's training, Tang San had basically mastered and integrated all of them.

If they were to be compared, Xiao Tianyang estimated that Tang San's strength was more than thirty percent greater than it would have been without his training!

A ball of Green Fire entered Tang San's body. His nearly depleted Soul Power and overexerted stamina fully recovered within two or three breaths, not to mention those negligible wounds.

"Thanks."

Tang San turned back and smiled at Xiao Tianyang.

"Why are you being polite with me?"

Xiao Tianyang gestured for Tang San to step aside, then took the initiative to walk forward. "Teacher Zhao, it's my turn."

"You still want to fight?!"

Zhao Wuji glared with tiger-like eyes. "Do you really take me for a punching bag?!"

"You were the one who brought this up in the first place. It has nothing to do with me."

Xiao Tianyang spread his hands. "Why don't you think it over again?"

Zhao Wuji's expression darkened. At this moment, he faced two choices.

The first was to listen to Xiao Tianyang and obediently spar with him.

He was already in such a state. If he kept fighting, did he not care about his reputation?

As for the second choice, it was simple: refuse, then announce that this group of youngsters had passed the test, including the unassuming Xiao Tianyang.

But that seemed to undermine his authority as a teacher, making it look as though he was afraid.

Besides, what Xiao Tianyang had said was indeed reasonable.

This final test had been proposed by Zhao Wuji himself from the beginning. It had nothing to do with Xiao Tianyang at all.

Wait!

Zhao Wuji suddenly remembered something, and the look he gave Xiao Tianyang became increasingly strange.

This brat first put me on a pedestal, making me pretend not to notice his little tricks so those four youngsters could pass the test!

Then he provoked me into sparring with that Tang San and got me into this state. Could that have been within his expectations too?

And in the end, there was the spar between him and me... What a crafty brat!

Having sorted out the chain of events, Zhao Wuji fixed Xiao Tianyang with a glare and took the initiative to speak. "Since you're so eager for a beating, then come on!"

He had already decided that he would teach this bad brat a proper lesson!

Even if Flender returned and scolded him for it, it would be worth it!

He had only just enrolled and already dared to toy with a teacher like this. What would he be like in the future?!

Of course, the main reason was that Zhao Wuji feared he would not be able to outplay Xiao Tianyang in such matters later on...

Taking the initiative, Xiao Tianyang stepped onto the open ground. His First Soul Ring lit up, and nine flames appeared around him.

"Teacher Zhao, be careful!"

The moment he spoke, Xiao Tianyang vanished from where he stood.

In the next instant, he appeared in another direction, his feet moving in strange steps as he advanced. He channeled strength through both hands, and a faint dragon's roar echoed across the clearing.

Sensing a trace of danger and having already decided to get serious, Zhao Wuji let out a low roar. Seven Soul Rings slowly rose from beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!

"Second Soul Skill, Great Strength Vajra Palm!"

Zhao Wuji struck out with his right palm. A more solid golden palm print than before appeared and slammed toward Xiao Tianyang!

Rather than retreat, Xiao Tianyang advanced. His eyes flashed as he thrust out both palms. Shocking the Hundred Miles!

A roaming dragon formed from Soul Power crashed into the golden palm print!

Bang!

Xiao Tianyang retreated four steps. Zhao Wuji was in much better condition, his body merely swaying as he shifted back half a step.

Yet he showed no joy at all. Instead, he stared at Xiao Tianyang in shock. "You didn't use a Soul Skill. What kind of move was that?"

"The Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. That was only one palm strike!"

Xiao Tianyang bent his knees slightly, then shot into the sky with a burst of force. He drew a circle through mid-air and struck out with another palm.

This time, the dragon's roar was no louder than before, but the gale pressing down on him made Zhao Wuji's expression change slightly.

Arrogant Dragon Regrets.

"First Soul Skill, Immovable Ming King Body!"

Zhao Wuji blocked the strike, but a continuous barrage of attacks immediately descended upon him, leaving him no chance to counterattack!

Flying Dragon in the Sky.

Dragon Seen in the Field.

Hidden Dragon, Do Not Act.

After unleashing seventeen consecutive palm strikes, fine sweat droplets had appeared on Xiao Tianyang's forehead.

But Zhao Wuji's face had turned utterly grim.

There was no other reason. He had retreated seventeen steps in total!

"The final palm strike, Dragon Tail Swing. Teacher Zhao, take it!"

Soul Power surged through Xiao Tianyang's entire body like the Yangtze River bursting through a dam. As he struck with his right palm, a roaming dragon shot forth and crashed into Zhao Wuji before he could evade!

Bang!

Zhao Wuji was sent flying, and a muffled groan escaped his mouth. Anyone could tell that he was not feeling good right now!

The spectators around them all wore stunned expressions.

Compared to the shock brought by Xiao Tianyang's Soul Rings—

Without using any Soul Skills, he had struck eighteen times in succession and sent a Soul Emperor flying?!

Was that not a little too absurd?!

"Relying purely on Physical Quality and self-created moves, he sent Teacher Zhao flying all by himself?"

Oscar's expression had not changed from the start. Still wearing that same look, he shook his arm and said, "Could he really be some kind of monster?"

"Who knows?"

Dai Mubai shook his head, then looked at Tang San. "He's your friend, so you should know more about him, right? Would you mind telling us?"

"Actually, I don't know exactly how strong Brother Tianyang is either."

Tang San said solemnly, "But at least when sparring with Xiao Wu and me, he rarely used these moves. Even when he did, it was only one or two palm strikes."

"But one thing is certain: if he used the same amount of Soul Power as he is now in our usual fights, I wouldn't last three strikes."

"Forget you. Even I might not be able to do it."

Dai Mubai sounded somewhat helpless.

"Xiao Tianyang... who exactly is he?"

Ning Rongrong murmured to herself, though her eyes gradually began to shine with a strange light.

Another person showed the same reaction: Zhu Zhuqing.

However, her temperament was relatively cold, and she did not wear her feelings on her face, so it was not very obvious.

"But Teacher Zhao may get serious next."

Dai Mubai abruptly changed the subject. "Suffering two consecutive losses is something Teacher Zhao, who cares greatly about his reputation, absolutely cannot tolerate!"

"Then wouldn't Brother Tianyang be in danger?"

Xiao Wu grew somewhat anxious.

"Let's just hope he surrenders in time."

Dai Mubai could only hope that Xiao Tianyang would not be too stubborn.