Seeing Xiao Wu injured—
Tang San's Tang Clan's Syndrome immediately flared up. His eyes were bloodshot, his breathing ragged as a bull's, and he threw back his head with an enraged roar.
"Ahhh! Zhao Wuji, you dared to hurt my little sister Xiao Wu! You have chosen the Way of Seeking Death!"
"I swear to kill you, eat your flesh, and sleep on your skin."
Thus, Tang San began to power up.
"Is this the legendary Tang Clan's Syndrome?"
"Hehe! Interesting."
Li Xiaoyao laughed in amusement.
"Looks like this Little Scoundrel is getting ready to use those disgraceful Tang Sect hidden weapons again!"
Li Xiaoyao noticed Tang San's little movements.
Tang San reached both hands toward the "Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges Night" Soul Tool at his waist. His fingertips clutched a large number of Bone-Piercing Needles, along with the Dragon Whisker Needles he had acquired only a few days ago.
—Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—
Tang San controlled the mass of hidden weapons as they shot forth explosively.
Eyes, shoulders, throat, heart.
Knees, crotch, lower abdomen.
Every attack targeted a vital point.
What followed was much the same as in the original work. Tang San powered up for this 100,000-Year-Old Rabbit, practically wishing to kill Zhao Wuji on the spot with Tang Sect hidden weapons.
And then?
Then there was no "then."
Zhao Wuji simply struck Tang San in the chest with one palm.
With a deafening bang, Tang San was sent flying by Zhao Wuji's palm strike. He spat out blood in midair, then fainted the moment he hit the ground.
"Tch! This Little Scoundrel is like a hedgehog!"
Zhao Wuji cursed through gritted teeth.
If he had not been worried about killing Tang San with one strike, how could he, a dignified Level 76 Soul Saint, have been put through such trouble by that Little Scoundrel?
"Kid Li, don't you have that Time Reversal soul skill? Trouble you to give Old Zhao a shot!"
Zhao Wuji asked Li Xiaoyao.
"Oh! Sure."
"Chronos: Fourth Bullet (Dalet): Time Reversal!"
Since Zhao Wuji had been so polite, Li Xiaoyao naturally had no reason to refuse such a small favor.
He summoned Chronos and the Flintlock Pistol, then pulled the trigger at Zhao Wuji. With a bang, the bullet shot directly into his body.
The instant the golden bullet entered his body, Zhao Wuji felt the flow of time around him suddenly distort—his blood receded, and the searing pain of torn muscles rapidly vanished.
Even the wounds inflicted by the Bone-Piercing Needles and Dragon Whisker Needles swiftly healed within the golden light, as though the miserable beating he had just received from Tang San's hidden weapons had never happened.
"Hahahahaha! Thanks, Kid Li! The ability of your Fourth Bullet is far more useful than Oscar's Recovery Sausage!"
Zhao Wuji flexed his wrist. His aching muscles and bones instantly returned to normal, and the vast Soul Power of a Level 76 Soul Saint once more filled every part of his body. The grimace on his face turned into hearty laughter.
"It was only a small favor."
"But if you want to use my Chronos again next time, you'll have to pay an appearance fee—at least a thousand or so Gold Soul Coins as payment for treatment."
"After all, spending a thousand or so Gold Soul Coins to instantly restore a Soul Saint-level powerhouse to full health is not a bad deal for you."
Li Xiaoyao put away Chronos. The Flintlock Pistol spun once in his palm before vanishing, and he raised a brow at Zhao Wuji.
His Fourth Bullet's Time Reversal completely outclassed every healing-type Soul Master on Douluo Continent. Even the Nine Heart Begonia family, famed for "reviving the dead and restoring flesh to bones," could not compare to him.
"Not a bad deal! Not a bad deal! Forget a thousand or so—even ten thousand Gold Soul Coins, Old Zhao would be willing to pay!"
Zhao Wuji moved his fully healed body and felt the surging, unobstructed Soul Power within him. The more he thought about it, the more terrifyingly overpowered Li Xiaoyao's Chronos soul skill seemed.
Before leaving, Li Yusong instructed Dai Mubai to take Li Xiaoyao and the others to the academy dormitories.
As for Zhao Wuji, he carried the unconscious Tang San and Xiao Wu away from the area.
Thus, today's entrance examination came to a hasty end.
"Everyone, follow me!"
Dai Mubai called out.
The group silently followed him.
Before long, they arrived in front of several wooden cabins.
"We're here! These are the student dormitories!"
"Boys on the left, girls on the right!"
"The left side is the Male Dormitory, and the right side is the Female Dormitory!"
"Each one has two bedrooms, a living room, and a bathroom!"
"Two people to a cabin. You can arrange yourselves however you like!"
Dai Mubai explained.
After thinking for a moment, he added another sentence.
"Everyone is tired, so get some proper rest today. The academy opens tomorrow morning, and bells will remind you when the time comes!"
After Dai Mubai spoke, he looked toward Zhu Zhuqing—
His lips parted slightly, but he hesitated to speak.
In the end, Zhu Zhuqing did not spare Dai Mubai a glance.
She casually chose a wooden cabin and walked inside.
"Hehehe! Brother Xiaoyao! These cabins all have two bedrooms, a living room, and a private bathroom. How about we live in the same cabin?"
Ning Rongrong looked at Li Xiaoyao with a cheerful smile.
Ever since Li Xiaoyao had carried her in a princess carry, she had already realized that she liked him.
A Four-Ring Soul Ancestor, with Three Purple One Black Soul Rings.
A Time Element Chronos Martial Soul, along with a Space Element soul bone.
If she did not seize the chance to get together with someone as outstanding as Li Xiaoyao, those seductive sluts outside would snatch him away sooner or later.
"How old are you, anyway?"
"Don't you understand that men and women should keep their distance?"
Li Xiaoyao was left speechless.
Ning Rongrong was planning to throw herself at him just like that!
Ignoring Ning Rongrong, this Little Demoness, he chose a small wooden cabin and walked toward it.
"Brother Xiaoyao, since you didn't refuse, it's settled then. We'll live together, and we can look after each other."
Ning Rongrong's tone was sweet and playful.
She could not bear to give up a man as exceptional as Li Xiaoyao.
Living under the same roof, she would definitely make a baby with Li Xiaoyao.
When that happened, she could rely on her child to secure her status!
Or better yet, hold their "child" hostage to command Xiaoyao!
She was determined to become the mistress of the Li Family—
"Two bedrooms and a living room. One room each. Whatever."
Li Xiaoyao lifted his eyes and saw the girl's flushed cheeks.
He gave a slight nod and agreed to her request.
"Hehehe, Brother Xiaoyao, you're so good to me!"
Ning Rongrong was instantly overjoyed. She bounced along while pulling Li Xiaoyao by the arm into the wooden cabin, her voice sickeningly sweet.
"Tch! How enviable!"
Dai Mubai smiled helplessly.
He had originally planned to introduce Li Xiaoyao to a few respectable daughters of minor nobles and merchants in a couple of days.
But now, with a proud daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect practically throwing herself at him, there was no need for Dai Mubai to play matchmaker.
Dai Mubai shook his head, understanding flashing through his eyes. He turned and walked toward his own residence, leaving only the two figures gradually disappearing into the wooden cabin.
Late at night!
Zhao Wuji lay on a rocking chair in the Teacher Dormitory—
Just as he was happily drinking wine and eating a late-night snack,
A voice entered his mind.
"Zhao Wuji, get your ass to the back mountain!"
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