Tang San had no idea whether he had stepped in a ton of dog shit on his way out today. Why was the whole world filled with malice toward him?
Shen He, however, looked completely unconcerned. He still had not fully experienced the power of the Sacred Body Martial Soul, so using Zhao Wuji as a target for an experiment did not sound bad.
Dai Mubai glanced at Tang San's ashen face and hesitantly said, "Teacher Zhao, this doesn't seem like a good idea, does it?"
Zhao Wuji waved his hand. "Since I'm in charge of the fourth test, I'm the boss here. If I say it's fine, then it's fine!"
"Hurry up and get ready. Familiarize yourselves with one another and discuss your tactics. But I'm warning you, don't try to use tricks, or you'll lose even more miserably."
"Mubai, you can tell them everything about me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji took a stick of incense from his body. With just a pinch of his fingers, he lit the tip.
He flicked it lightly, and the slender stick of incense somehow sank straight into the ground.
Afterward, Zhao Wuji returned to the chair from earlier and continued sleeping with his eyes closed.
Everyone sat in a circle. Dai Mubai said to them with a solemn expression, "Teacher Zhao is a level-seventy-six Power Attack System Battle Soul Sage. His martial soul is the Great Strength Vajra Bear. His attack and defense are absolutely unmatched among those of the same level."
"Although he isn't good at speed, he has quite a few means of control. Besides, the gap between your Soul Power and his is far too great. It's impossible for you to beat him by relying on speed, either."
Ning Rongrong's expression changed, and she exclaimed, "He's actually the Immovable Ming King, Zhao Wuji? I heard that he once had a grudge against the Spirit Hall. The Spirit Hall wanted to punish him, but he forced his way out of an assault by sixteen bishops. In the end, that matter was quietly dropped."
"The bishops of the Spirit Hall are at least level-sixty Soul Emperor-level experts. Zhao Wuji should have been at the Soul Emperor level back then, too. So many years have passed. Wouldn't he be even more powerful now?"
Dai Mubai nodded lightly and said in a deep voice, "At least, I've never seen Teacher Zhao go all out, so you'll have to fend for yourselves."
"Of Teacher Zhao's seven soul rings, the first two are Hundred Year Soul Rings, the third and fourth are thousand-year rings, and the last three are ten-thousand-year rings. On top of that, all seven soul rings grant attack and defense abilities. You should be able to imagine how terrifying he is."
"To be honest, I can't think of any way for you to win, either. You can only seize your opportunities and act according to the situation."
"First, get to know each other and report your abilities. That might increase your chances of winning a little."
Tang San was the first to speak. "My name is Tang San. My martial soul is the Blue Silver Pig, and I'm a level-twenty-nine Control System Battle Soul Master."
To be honest, Tang San was feeling somewhat uncertain, too. After his martial soul mutated, he himself wasn't even sure whether this pig still counted as a Control System martial soul.
After Tang San, Xiao Wu immediately introduced herself. "My name is Xiao Wu. My martial soul is a rabbit, and I'm a level-twenty-nine Power Attack System Battle Soul Master."
Zhu Zhuqing still wore her usual cold expression as she said indifferently, "Zhu Zhuqing. My martial soul is the Hell Spirit Cat. I'm a level-twenty-seven Agile Attack System Battle Soul Master."
When he heard the words "Hell Spirit Cat," Dai Mubai's body suddenly trembled. He then sank into silence.
Ning Rongrong's martial soul had already been exposed when she beat up Tang San earlier, so she said without the slightest hesitation, "Ning Rongrong. My martial soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. I'm a level-twenty-six Support System Tool Soul Master."
"You're from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Dai Mubai asked in surprise.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was known as the strongest Support System Tool Martial Soul on the continent, and it was passed down exclusively among the direct descendants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was one of the Upper Three Sects standing at the very peak of the soul master world on Douluo Continent.
Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue and said playfully, "I ran away from home. Right now, my main goal is to pass this test."
The only one left was Shen He. He smiled and introduced himself. "Shen He. My martial soul is the Sacred Body. I'm a level-thirty Power Attack System Battle Soul Master."
Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong went to the side to discuss tactics, while Tang San sat where he was with his hands tucked into his sleeves, leaving no one sure what he was doing.
After a while, Zhao Wuji stood up from his chair and said, "All right, time's up. Have you finished discussing your strategy?"
Xiao Wu and the others exchanged glances, then nodded. "Teacher, we're ready."
It had to be said that the tactics they had come up with were quite reasonable. They had actually forced Zhao Wuji to use his martial soul and even employ one soul skill.
But that was as far as they got. Xiao Wu and the others ultimately still lost, though they did not suffer any particularly serious injuries.
However, Xiao Wu's Charm had been ineffective against Zhao Wuji, and the backlash had caused a thread of blood to trickle from the corner of her mouth.
"Xiao Wu, are you all right?" Tang San asked anxiously as he let Xiao Wu lean against his chest.
"Gege, my injury isn't serious, but you have to be careful later."
"If gege gets hurt, your little sister will be heartbroken."
Xiao Wu's tea-filled words successfully maxed out Tang San's anger. He set Xiao Wu down, abruptly stood up, and walked toward Zhao Wuji.
"Teacher Zhao, please instruct me!"
Tang San summoned his Blue Silver Pig martial soul. A series of "oink, oink, oink" sounds rang out, and the round-headed, round-brained, round-bellied Pig Bro appeared before everyone once again.
"So this is your martial soul? A perverted, lecherous person paired with such a bizarre-looking martial soul. I'd say it's a rather fitting combination."
Zhao Wuji strode toward Tang San. His speed was not fast, but his steps were exceptionally steady.
Every time he took a step forward, the ground trembled slightly. It was obvious how terrifying his strength was.
"Oink, oink, oink!!!"
All of a sudden, the Blue Silver Pig let out a fierce squeal. It then charged straight toward Zhao Wuji.
"Although I can't understand what it means, it sounds like it's cursing pretty viciously," Shen He said.
Tang San silently nodded. As the owner of the martial soul, he could sense that the Blue Silver Pig was extremely enraged by Zhao Wuji's mockery.
Yet in the next second, his eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets.
The Blue Silver Pig's four short, chubby legs churned against the ground. Its body transformed into a blue afterimage and shot toward Zhao Wuji with astonishing speed.
"Is that Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track?!" Tang San thought in disbelief. Impossible. How could a pig know a Tang Sect secret technique?
When Zhao Wuji saw that the Blue Silver Pig actually intended to confront him head-on, he immediately laughed. "Interesting. This little thing is quite unique."
"Oink, oink, oink!"
After another squeal, the Blue Silver Pig's four hooves suddenly turned the color of white jade. It leaped into the air and stomped down toward Zhao Wuji's head.
"Good grief, is that Mysterious Jade Hand?!" Tang San was completely dumbfounded.
Feeling the gust of wind coming from above his head, Zhao Wuji's first soul ring lit up. His first soul skill, Immovable Ming King Body, was instantly unleashed.
He then raised both palms in a gesture like lifting a torch to the heavens and struck toward the Blue Silver Pig.
The instant the pig's hooves and Zhao Wuji's palms collided, Zhao Wuji felt the force in both his hands being neutralized by the Blue Silver Pig. Instead, the pig borrowed his strength and flew even higher.
"Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!" Tang San covered his face and said in agony. "It uses it even better than I do!"
It seemed he really had been overthinking things. This wasn't a lazy, gluttonous pig. This was a Tang Sect expert pig!
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