"Alright, Xiao Bai is injured and needs to recuperate. Continue with the assessment."
After dealing with Dai Mubai, Zhao Wuji returned to stand before Tang San and the others. "Let me tell you more about myself—my martial soul is the Vajra Bear. I'm a level 76 Spirit Saint, balanced in both offense and defense, with almost no physical weaknesses. In the martial world, I'm known as the Immovable Bright King."
"As long as you can hold out against me for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, you'll pass."
He paused and turned to Bai Mu. "As for you—you may have defeated Xiao Bai, but today's rules are special. You'll have to do it again. Prepare to face me alongside them—"
"Wait, I refuse!"
Bai Mu cut Zhao Wuji off, his gaze blazing. "Teacher Zhao, I didn't come here to team up with them and fight a boss!"
"Oh? Then what do you mean?"
Zhao Wuji raised an eyebrow slightly, and the look in his eyes toward Bai Mu changed a little.
"I want to challenge you alone."
Bai Mu enunciated every word. "Right here!"
The entire field fell silent.
"What?!"
Not only Tang San and the other four, even Oscar and the despondent Dai Mubai outside the arena raised their heads and stared at Bai Mu in shock.
A Soul Elder wanted to challenge a Spirit Saint alone?
Was this some kind of joke?!
"Hahaha—interesting! So interesting!"
Zhao Wuji froze for a moment before throwing back his head and laughing. "Kid, you still dare challenge me after learning my true level? You're that hot-blooded? Do you know the gap between a Spirit Saint and a Soul Elder?"
"I don't."
Bai Mu decisively shook his head.
He only knew that even among Spirit Saints, there were differences.
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