Nuclear Domination From Douluo

"Oh, another little one had made it through the first three rounds."

Zhao Wuji was somewhat surprised.

The four little ones who had come before all had Soul Power above level twenty-five and had gone straight to the fourth round.

But this last little one had fought his way through every round to reach the fourth.

It was like the difference between a recommended admission student and a college entrance exam student who passed the assessment.

Although all five had reached the fourth round, Tang Dongfeng's Soul Power was definitely below level twenty-five, though he could not be too weak either.

"Old Zhao, we nearly missed this little one. He'll definitely give you a huge surprise soon."

Lu Qibin said mysteriously.

That mention of a huge surprise truly piqued Zhao Wuji's interest.

What kind of boy could make a Soul Emperor praise him so highly?

"Little ones, join the other four. As long as you can last one incense stick's worth of time against me, you pass."

Zhao Wuji sat down, lit another stick of incense, and let the five of them discuss their tactics properly.

Tang Dongfeng did not stand on ceremony and walked over to the group.

He glanced at Tang San. Sure enough, he looked utterly ordinary, dozens of thousands of times less handsome than the esteemed readers.

The girl beside him was rather cute, though unfortunately, she was not Tang Dongfeng's type.

Of the remaining two girls, one had a fiery figure and could be called a big kitty.

The other was an old acquaintance of his, looking like a refined young lady from a noble family.

"Teacher Zhao is a Soul Saint. We have to work together, or we won't stand a chance. Everyone, introduce your Martial Souls."

Tang San immediately took charge. As a Control System Soul Master, he occupied the core position in team combat.

"My name is Xiao Wu. My Martial Soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit. I'm a level twenty-nine Power Attack System Battle Soul Master."

"My name is Tang San. My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass. I'm a level twenty-nine Control System Battle Soul Master."

"Zhu Zhuqing, Hell Spirit Cat, level twenty-seven Agile Attack System Battle Soul Master."

"Ning Rongrong. My Martial Soul is the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda. I can increase everyone's attack and speed by thirty percent."

Before Tang Dongfeng arrived, they had already gotten acquainted.

They were only introducing themselves again because Tang Dongfeng had joined, so they could rearrange their tactics.

"Tang Dongfeng, Fire Elemental Martial Soul, level twenty-three Battle Soul Master."

Tang Dongfeng said casually.

Immediately afterward, Tang San laid out his arrangement. More accurately, there was hardly any coordination at all.

He would control, Ning Rongrong would support, Xiao Wu and Tang Dongfeng would be the main attackers, while Zhu Zhuqing harassed from the flanks.

What technical skill was there to speak of?

Wasn't that just standard procedure?

"I have one addition. Ning Rongrong, stay behind me the entire time. Otherwise, if anything happens to you, I won't be able to explain it to Brother Xue."

Tang Dongfeng's Martial Soul had an extremely limited method of attack.

Simply put, his Soul Skills strengthened the flames themselves. He had no attack or defensive Soul Skills at all.

All offense and defense relied on the flames themselves.

"Tang Dongfeng, who are you looking down on?"

Ning Rongrong had always been proud. She was the genius of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and had been doted on by two Titled Douluo since childhood.

She did not believe she would be eliminated so easily, much less injured by Zhao Wuji.

"For Brother Xue's sake, I'm giving you a reminder. Whether you listen is your own business."

Tang Dongfeng did not particularly want to bother with her. She was nothing more than a spoiled little girl.

In terms of status, could the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect compare to Spirit Hall?

In terms of cultivation, what talent did Qian Renxue possess, and what talent did Ning Rongrong possess?

Even Qian Renxue had not acted arrogant before him, yet this little brat dared to put on airs.

Others might fear the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, but Tang Dongfeng did not.

Was Sword Douluo that impressive?

Go try Sea God Island. Try attacking a god.

"Tang Dongfeng, I hope you'll follow my command later. Otherwise, none of us will have a chance to enter the academy."

Tang San frowned tightly, deeply dissatisfied with Tang Dongfeng.

The two girls were both higher level than him and were obedient as well.

Yet he, a level twenty-three burden, only knew how to boast.

"Whether you can enter the academy has nothing to do with me. If you're really that capable, fight Teacher Zhao one-on-one. Why bother with team cooperation?"

Tang Dongfeng sneered. Who was he trying to impress?

Those Hidden Weapons of his, against someone with Extreme Fire and Extreme Water.

Would they be useful?

Tang Dongfeng only needed to cover himself in a layer of Sea Heart Flame, and all those Hidden Weapons would melt instantly.

"We are a team now. We share glory and disgrace. Tang Dongfeng, don't you want to enroll?"

If it were not for the entrance assessment, Tang San truly did not want to bother with Tang Dongfeng.

But the strength of the four of them was limited. Facing a Soul Saint was no different from striking a stone with an egg.

One more person meant one more bit of strength.

Once they passed Teacher Zhao's test, he would properly teach Tang Dongfeng some "reason" with his fists.

"Tang Dongfeng, then I'll listen to you. You're not allowed to tell Brother Xue that I'm here."

Ning Rongrong looked embarrassed.

If Xue Qinghe learned she was at Shrek, her father would know immediately afterward.

"Heh."

The Little Demoness's intelligence was truly hard to praise. Without her father's tacit approval, could she have come to Shrek Academy?

Or did she think that, as a pretty auxiliary-system girl, no one would ever have designs on her?

The only reason her journey had been so smooth was that someone had been protecting her behind the scenes.

"What are you laughing at?"

Ning Rongrong was furious. She felt that someone inferior to her had mercilessly mocked her.

"Little monsters, have you finished discussing? We're starting."

Zhao Wuji stood up, and his entire aura changed, immediately becoming aggressive and imposing.

"A Soul Saint? Perfect. Let's test my strength."

Tang Dongfeng's lips curled slightly. He had already made his plans.

"Seven treasures turn to glass: first, strength; second, speed."

Immediately, Ning Rongrong, who stood behind Tang Dongfeng, used her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda to enhance them.

With a loud bang.

Zhao Wuji's fist, as large as a sandbag, smashed directly into the ground.

If it had struck them, that sandbag-sized fist could have beaten a Soul Grandmaster half to death.

Zhao Wuji struck the ground with both hands, dispersing the force so he would not truly injure the five of them.

"Ning Rongrong, press your palm against my back."

Tang Dongfeng rubbed three fingers of his right hand together, and a Sea Blue Flame ignited at his fingertips.

Immediately afterward, one yellow and one purple Soul Ring descended beneath his feet.

Ning Rongrong had already stepped forward and grabbed his shoulder with one hand, though she had no idea why she was doing this.

As long as she obediently listened and he did not expose her whereabouts, there was no problem.

"Good lad, a Thousand-Year Second Ring!"

Zhao Wuji laughed wildly in delight.

No wonder Lu Qibin had acted so mysteriously earlier.

This level twenty-three boy actually possessed a Thousand-Year Second Ring.

He had probably neglected his Soul Power cultivation in order to absorb a Thousand-Year Soul Ring.

But none of that was a problem.

"How is that possible? Could Teacher's theory be wrong?"

Tang San instantly became lost and helpless.

That was impossible. Teacher had said that the second Soul Ring could be at most seven hundred and sixty-four years old.

This had to be Tang Dongfeng's misdirection, a simulation Soul Skill.

"Second Soul Skill, Great Strength Vajra Palm."

At the same time, Zhao Wuji summoned his Martial Soul and directly activated his Second Soul Skill, charging at Tang Dongfeng.

He knew his limits and used only the equivalent of level twenty-three Soul Power.

"Second Soul Skill, Dark Gold Guard."

The flames in Tang Dongfeng's right hand instantly spread outward like scales, covering both him and Ning Rongrong.

The originally Sea Blue Flame transformed into dark gold flames.