Tang Sect Expert Blue Silver Pig!

Tang San didn't know if he had stepped in a ton of dog shit when he went out today; why was the world so full of malice toward him?

Shen He, however, looked completely indifferent. He hadn't yet fully grasped the power of his Sacred Body Martial Soul, and using Zhao Wuji as a target for testing didn't seem like a bad idea.

Dai Mubai glanced at the green-faced Tang San and hesitated, saying, "Teacher Zhao, wouldn't that be a bit inappropriate?"

Zhao Wuji waved his hand. "Since I am in charge of the fourth test, I am the one in charge here. If I say it's fine, then it's fine!"

"Hurry up and prepare. Get to know each other and discuss your tactics. But I'm warning you, don't try to take shortcuts, or you'll lose even more miserably."

"Mubai, you can tell them everything about my situation."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji pulled a stick of incense from his body and lit the tip with just a flick of his fingers.

With a gentle flick, he actually drove the thin stick of incense into the ground.

Afterward, Zhao Wuji returned to the chair from before and continued to close his eyes to sleep.

The group gathered in a circle. Dai Mubai said to the others with a grave expression, "Teacher Zhao is a level 76 Power Attack System Battle Soul Sage, and his Martial Soul is the Great Strength Vajra Bear. His attack and defense are absolutely top-tier among those of the same level."

"Although he isn't skilled in speed, he has quite a few control methods. Plus, the gap in soul power between you and him is too large; it's impossible for you to surpass him in speed by much."

Ning Rongrong's expression changed, and she exclaimed, "He is actually the Immovable Ming King, Zhao Wuji? I heard he once had a conflict with the Martial Soul Hall. The Martial Soul Hall wanted to punish him, but he managed to charge out from the siege of sixteen bishops, and that matter was eventually left unsettled."

"The bishops of the Martial Soul Hall are at least Soul Emperor level experts above level 60. Zhao Wuji should have been at the Soul Emperor level back then. So many years have passed; wouldn't he be even more terrifying now?"

Dai Mubai nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "At the very least, I have never seen Teacher Zhao go all out, so you had better pray for your own luck."

"Of the seven soul rings Teacher Zhao possesses, the first two are hundred-year soul rings, the third and fourth are thousand-year, and the last three are all ten-thousand-year. Furthermore, all seven soul rings are focused on attack and defense. You should be able to imagine how terrifying he is."

"To be honest, I can't think of a way for you to win. You can only seize the opportunity well and act according to the situation."

"You should get to know each other first and report your abilities; perhaps your chances of winning will be a bit higher."

Tang San was the first to speak. "My name is Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Pig, level 29 Control System Battle Soul Master."

To be honest, Tang San felt a bit uneasy inside. After his Martial Soul mutated, he wasn't even sure if this pig could still be considered a Control System Martial Soul.

After Tang San, Xiao Wu immediately introduced herself. "My name is Xiao Wu, Martial Soul Rabbit, level 29 Power Attack Battle Soul Master."

Zhu Zhuqing remained cold, saying indifferently, "Zhu Zhuqing, Martial Soul Hell Spirit Cat, level 27 Agile Attack System Battle Soul Master."

Upon hearing the words "Hell Spirit Cat," Dai Mubai's body jolted, and he fell into silence.

Ning Rongrong's Martial Soul had already been exposed when she was beating up Tang San, so she didn't hesitate at all. "Ning Rongrong, Martial Soul Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, level 26 Support System Tool Soul Master."

"You are from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?" Dai Mubai said in surprise.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda was known as the strongest Support System Tool Martial Soul on the continent, passed down only among the direct descendants of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect stands as one of the Upper Three Sects at the very pinnacle of the Douluo Continent's soul master world.

Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue and said playfully, "I snuck out from home. Right now, my main priority is to pass this test."

Finally, only Shen He remained. He smiled and introduced himself, "Shen He, Martial Soul Holy Body, Level 30 Power Attack System Battle Soul Master."

Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong went to the side to discuss tactics, while Tang San sat in place, his hands tucked into his sleeves, doing something unknown.

After a while, Zhao Wuji stood up from his chair and said, "Alright, time is up. Have you finished discussing?"

Xiao Wu and the others exchanged glances, nodded, and said, "Teacher, we are ready."

It had to be said that the tactics the group had devised were quite reasonable; they actually succeeded in forcing Zhao Wuji to use his Martial Soul, and even compelled him to use a soul skill.

However, that was as far as it went. Xiao Wu and the others ultimately lost, though they didn't suffer any serious injuries.

However, Xiao Wu's Charm skill had no effect on Zhao Wuji, and she suffered a backlash, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.

"Xiao Wu, are you alright?" Tang San asked anxiously as he leaned Xiao Wu against his chest.

"Giegie, my injuries are nothing, but you must be careful in a moment."

"If Giegie gets hurt, your little sister will be heartbroken."

Xiao Wu's tea-filled remarks successfully maxed out Tang San's rage meter. He set Xiao Wu down, stood up abruptly, and walked toward Zhao Wuji.

"Teacher Zhao, please enlighten me!"

Tang San summoned his Blue Silver Pig Martial Soul. A series of "oink, oink, oink" sounds rang out, and the round-headed, round-bodied, round-bellied pig brother appeared before everyone once again.

"Is this your Martial Soul? A perverted and wretched person paired with a bizarre-looking Martial Soul—it's actually quite a fitting match."

Zhao Wuji strode toward Tang San. His speed wasn't fast, but his steps were incredibly steady.

Every time he took a step forward, the ground would tremble slightly, a testament to the terrifying force behind his movements.

"Oink, oink, oink!!!"

Suddenly, the Blue Silver Pig let out a series of intense squeals and then charged directly toward the direction from which Zhao Wuji was approaching.

"Although I don't understand what it means, it's probably cursing quite filthily," Shen He remarked.

Tang San nodded silently to himself. As the master of the Martial Soul, he could feel that the Blue Silver Pig was extremely angry at Zhao Wuji's mockery just now.

However, the next second, he nearly popped his eyes out of their sockets.

He watched as the Blue Silver Pig's four chubby legs scrambled against the ground, its body transforming into a blue afterimage as it lunged toward Zhao Wuji with the speed of lightning.

Is this, the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track?! Tang San thought to himself in disbelief. Impossible. How could a pig know the secret techniques of the Tang Sect?

Zhao Wuji saw that the Blue Silver Pig actually intended to confront him head-on and immediately laughed, "Interesting, this little thing is quite unique."

"Oink oink oink!"

Following a pig squeal, the Blue Silver Pig's four hooves transformed into the color of white jade. It leaped into the air, stomping down toward the top of Zhao Wuji's head.

"Holy crap, is that Mysterious Jade Hand?!" Tang San was instantly dumbfounded.

Feeling the strong wind coming from above, Zhao Wuji's first soul ring lit up, and he immediately unleashed his first soul skill, Immovable Ming King Body.

Following that, he raised both palms upward in a gesture of holding up the heavens, striking toward the Blue Silver Pig.

The moment the pig's hooves made contact with Zhao Wuji's hands, Zhao Wuji actually felt the force of his own strike being neutralized by the Blue Silver Pig, which instead used that momentum to fly even higher.

"Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!" Tang San covered his face and said in agony, "It's even more proficient than I am!"

It seemed he had indeed overthought things; this was not a gluttonous and lazy pig. This was a Tang Sect master pig!