"Teacher Zhao actually lost!"
Oscar shuddered all over and shot Dai Mubai a grateful look. If he had sold sausages to Tang Jiu and the others just now, would he have been hung up like that too?!
Dai Mubai was frightened as well. If Tang Jiu had summoned his Martial Soul yesterday, he might really have punched him to death!
Tang San silently clenched his fists. He was also a Twin Martial Souls wielder. Once he began cultivating his hammer Martial Soul, he would definitely catch up to Little Jiu.
Can my Blue Silver Grass and hammer Martial Soul fuse? Could I make a meteor hammer? Tang San's heart burned with excitement as he considered developing his own Self Spirit Fusion Skill.
Ning Rongrong's blue eyes brimmed with admiration. Taking Tang Jiu to cause trouble at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect would definitely be fun!
"You win!"
With frost covering his entire body, Zhao Wuji spoke with a grave expression. He pulled Tang Jiu's claws from his body, then landed steadily with a leap. Tang Jiu's strike had pierced his defenses, but he had not followed up with another attack, so Zhao Wuji's injuries were not too severe. Still, the blow to his pride was enormous.
He had actually lost to a student!
"Oscar, give me a few Recovery Sausages," Zhao Wuji called.
Taking five Recovery Sausages from Oscar, Zhao Wuji swallowed them all in one gulp, turned, and left.
He had lost too much face this time. He needed some peace and quiet!
"Teacher Zhao, did we pass the assessment? Why did you leave without saying anything? If not, Tang Jiu can keep fighting you!"
Ning Rongrong smiled as she twisted the knife, and seeing Zhao Wuji stagger, she immediately looked delighted like a little devil.
"Little Jiu,