Zhao Wuji's Deliberate Targeting

Before long, Zhao Wuji said to the five of them, "Since five little monsters have passed the previous assessments this year, I'll personally test you as well. If you can last the time it takes for an incense stick to burn in my hands, you can enroll directly! Dai Mubai, tell them about my specialties, Soul Skills, and overall capabilities!"

Dai Mubai nodded at his words. "Got it!"

After saying that, he walked over to Zhao Xiaotian and the other four and told them about Zhao Wuji's various abilities. Afterward, everyone introduced their martial souls.

Since Ning Rongrong had already revealed her identity as someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect when registering at the first checkpoint, no one present was overly surprised. Their attention merely lingered on Tang San for a moment.

Dai Mubai said, "Tang San, Zhao Xiaotian, you two are both control-type. Decide for yourselves which of you will command this battle."

Zhao Xiaotian had no desire to bother with it and simply waved his hand. "I'm used to acting alone. You all can coordinate yourselves."

"Then it has nothing to do with me. I'm only the examiner now."

Half an incense stick's time soon passed. Tang San and the others had also gathered with Zhao Xiaotian when Zhao Wuji asked with interest, "Oh? Finished discussing?"

Tang San stepped forward. "Yes! We're done discussing. Teacher Zhao, please begin!"

At that, Zhao Wuji casually flicked out an incense stick, which embedded itself in the ground and began to burn. Zhao Xiaotian remained where he was, taking off his glasses and placing them into his Soul Tool.

Then, four Soul Rings appeared in the display of Soul Bones: yellow, yellow, purple, purple. Tang San and the others immediately scattered, while Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing launched a fierce assault on Zhao Wuji.

Seeing this, two differently colored lights lit up on the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand. This was why the pagoda glowed whenever Ning Rongrong released a Soul Skill.

Zhao Wuji used his formidable defenses to withstand Xiao Wu's repeated heavy kicks. Although Zhu Zhuqing's cat claws had little attack power, her continuous chained attacks dealt damage that could not be underestimated.

"Little ones! Your attacks are too weak. Are you scratching an itch for me?"

Xiao Wu's eyes darted around at his words. "Is that so? Then try this!"

Xiao Wu clamped Zhao Wuji's head between her legs and forcefully twisted herself around. Then Zhu Zhuqing's Soul Ring lit up, and Nether Hundred Claws continuously struck Zhao Wuji's waist.

Zhao Wuji did not feel any pain. Just as he was about to rise, countless Blue Silver Vines spread in from all directions, wrapping him up tightly.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing retreated behind Tang San. Xiao Wu panted heavily. "Is it over?"

Dai Mubai, who was watching from the side, scoffed. "Over? Teacher Zhao's title of Immovable Ming King isn't just for show!"

As soon as Dai Mubai finished speaking, Tang San frowned and stared at Zhao Wuji, who stood ten meters away, wrapped into a dumpling by Blue Silver Vines. Even while bound, orange-red Soul Power continued to surge from Zhao Wuji's body.

"Hahaha! Not bad! I've let you hit me for long enough! Now it's my turn!"

Tang San shouted, "Move!"

"Hahaha! Great Vajra Palm!"

Tang San, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Zhao Xiaotian all dodged, but Ning Rongrong had no ability to flee and was directly knocked out by Zhao Wuji's palm.

Zhao Xiaotian sneered at the sight. "Heh! This is your strategy? You can't even protect your support?"

Tang San said shamefully, "I forgot!"

Just as Zhao Xiaotian was about to say something else, Zhao Wuji suddenly appeared and struck with a palm. Zhao Xiaotian twisted aside and dodged, but Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing were not so fortunate.

The three of them were directly blasted back by the palm, though they were not eliminated. Seeing that his skill had missed Zhao Xiaotian, Zhao Wuji continuously bombarded him with palm strikes.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Zhao Wuji threw more than ten palms, enough to tire himself out. Yet Zhao Xiaotian was like a monkey, always managing to evade every palm strike just before it hit his body.

Dai Mubai, watching from the sidelines, widened his eyes in astonishment. He had not expected an ordinary Soul Ancestor to evade Teacher Zhao's attacks so easily. How was that possible?

After so many attacks, Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing understood as well. This Teacher Zhao was clearly targeting Zhao Xiaotian, not allowing him to complete the final assessment.

Tang San charged forward with what he thought was Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. "Zhao Xiaotian! I'll help you! Mysterious Jade Hand! Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlight Night!"

Twenty-four energy spheres appeared behind Tang San, while two silver needles appeared in his hands. Seeing this familiar technique, Zhao Xiaotian frowned as he continued evading Zhao Wuji's palm strikes.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Countless silver needles began shooting toward Zhao Wuji's entire body. Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to circle Zhao Wuji, continuously firing silver needles at him.

Pelted by so many needles, Zhao Wuji stood still and raised both hands to shield his eyes. This kid was like a hedgehog, covered in needles. I refuse to believe he has an endless supply.

Zhao Xiaotian quietly watched Tang San's methods of attack. Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong also fixed their gazes on Tang San, because they had never seen such techniques before.

Seeing Dai Mubai and Ning Rongrong's expressions, Zhao Xiaotian's face darkened. Of course they had never seen such methods. In this world, other than him, Zhao Xiaotian, who else could recognize them?

Soon, Tang San ran out of his silver needle hidden weapons. He rushed toward Zhao Wuji in a single stride, only to be blasted away by Zhao Wuji's Great Vajra Roar.

Zhao Wuji burst into laughter. "Hahaha! There are so many geniuses this year. That old bastard Flender will laugh himself unconscious in the toilet!"

After saying that, Zhao Wuji sent Tang San flying again with another palm strike. Then his gaze settled on Zhao Xiaotian.

"Kid, you're next!"

Zhao Xiaotian smiled faintly at his words. He took out a black-and-white mask, lowered his head, and put it on. The instant he raised his head again, his pupils had turned into slowly rotating Taiji patterns.

The surrounding scene also transformed into something like a secluded paradise. Dai Mubai and those who had been knocked out widened their eyes at the sight.

"What is going on?!"

Zhao Xiaotian's second Soul Ring lit up, and a long spear appeared in his hand. Zhao Wuji had no idea what technique Zhao Xiaotian had used, but it had somehow suppressed a portion of his power as a Soul Saint.

Zhao Xiaotian slowly walked forward, gripping the spear behind his back as he said, "You're the first person to make me use this move. I hope you can withstand my full-powered strike."

When Zhao Xiaotian released his second Soul Skill, both Zhao Wuji and Tang San saw it clearly. Zhao Xiaotian's second Soul Ring was obviously a hundred-year yellow Soul Ring, so why was black light flickering from it?

Taiji Domain!

Upon hearing the name of the move, Zhao Wuji's eyes widened. A few drops of cold sweat formed on his forehead as he said, "You... you have a Domain!"

Zhao Xiaotian said calmly, "No need to panic! This is merely an innate Domain that has yet to fully awaken. Bear with it. It won't hurt much."