Tang San Fails to Lift, Kneels on Both Knees in Public

[Ding, plot modification complete. Tang San has rendered himself impotent through the collision. Reward: one Little Invincibility Pill.]

[Little Invincibility Pill: After consumption, for ten minutes, anyone with a Soul Power Level below 40 cannot inflict damage upon you. Damage from those between level 40 and 80 is reduced by 20% minus the damage equivalent to the portion below level 40. No effect against those above level 80.]

[Tang San's chest collided with Zhao Wuji's right palm...]

Ye Lin had intentionally swapped his chest for his crotch. It was just a test, but she hadn't expected the effect to be so spectacular, inflicting such massive damage on Tang San.

There is nothing more heartbreaking for a man than being told he is "not working." It was hard to say when Tang San would finally discover this fact.

Looking at the Little Invincibility Pill in the system space, Ye Lin pondered.

This pill would surely find its use before long.

"Let us continue the assessment."

Zhao Wuji ultimately used these words to ease his own embarrassment.

"Teacher Zhao, it seems we have already passed."

The moment he spoke, Tang San's voice rang out.

"Hmm?"

Zhao Wuji looked suspiciously at the burning incense stick, which had just reached its end.

Tang San's rolling had directly exhausted the time allotted for the incense.

Dai Mubai suddenly looked at Tang San with some surprise.

He uttered a sentence that made Tang San tremble with rage.

"Tang San, you wouldn't have done that on purpose, would you!"

He recalled their previous encounter at the hotel, where Tang San had used a sliding kneel to force him to give up the room. Now, by intentionally taking a hit to the crotch and using Teacher Zhao's concern to stall for time and pass the fourth round, it seemed perfectly logical.

"You really do have a unique way of doing things!"

Dai Mubai looked at Tang San with deep contempt.

Although the incense had finished burning, Tang San was still in immense pain in his lower abdomen. Even though Zhao Wuji's palm strike had been light, it had still caused significant damage; had it been a heavy blow, Tang San would have been finished long ago.

Tang San gritted his teeth and said, "You're the one who's doing things on purpose! Your whole family is doing things on purpose!"

"I want to challenge you!"

Back at Notting Academy, he had always been looked down upon and forced to swallow his anger. He hadn't expected that after coming to Suotuo City, he would still be suffering.

If that were the case, hadn't he come here for nothing?

He really didn't want to cause trouble, but he truly couldn't help but vent the frustration building up inside him.

What kind of person would intentionally use their crotch to take a hit!

"Fine."

"I'll wait until you've recovered."

Dai Mubai agreed without hesitation. He wondered to himself, could this Tang San actually have some real strength?

"But the prerequisite is that you must be able to join Shrek Academy."

Tang San looked up at Zhao Wuji once more.

"Teacher Zhao."

"You said it yourself: as long as we held out for the time of one incense stick, the four of us would pass. You can't go back on your word."

He felt a bit of secret joy in his heart. Ye Lin was so strong, yet she had only just passed the fourth round.

If it had been him alone, he certainly wouldn't have been able to hold out for the full duration to pass the fourth round.

Zhao Wuji was now covered in black lines, Tang San's words having completely cornered him. At the same time, he blamed himself for being so definitive with his words earlier.

"Passed, you've passed."

He waved his hand with a hint of helplessness. Even if the four of them hadn't held out for the full time, he wouldn't have turned these students away.

As long as they could reach the fourth round, As long as they weren't pampered weaklings who couldn't fight at all, he would accept them.

Moreover, they were all so talented; even if their combat proficiency wasn't high, he could cultivate it.

"Mubai, you are responsible for getting these five newcomers settled in. School starts tomorrow."

After dropping these words, Zhao Wuji returned to his chair to doze off, waiting for the remaining candidates for the fourth round, though there wouldn't be any more after this.

"We passed? It feels a bit too easy."

"Is this really Shrek Academy?"

Ning Rongrong suddenly covered her mouth and giggled.

Dai Mubai sensed a trace of disdain in Ning Rongrong's words. He said coldly, "If it weren't for Tang San, you would have had a hard time."

"You'd better thank him."

"Thank you, Tang San."

Ning Rongrong leaned over to look at Tang San, a smile on her face, heavy with mockery.

Tang San felt awkward instantly. He didn't answer Ning Rongrong, instead forcing himself to stand up and look at Dai Mubai.

"Come on, I've recovered. I want to challenge you!"

Dai Mubai frowned. "Are you sure?"

"I think you could still recover for a while longer."

"No need."

A surge of blue spirit power exploded rapidly around Tang San. Two spirit rings, one white and one yellow, appeared beneath his feet. The Blue Silver Grass on his right palm stretched out rapidly, shaking wildly, almost completely covering him.

Zhao Wuji's slightly closed eyes slowly opened. He looked at Tang San with some anticipation; anyone who could cultivate Blue Silver Grass to a spirit power of level 26 must have some real skills.

He wanted to see how long he could last against Dai Mubai. Although Dai Mubai had just suffered a blow, he was still not someone the current Tang San could face. Not everyone was Ye Lin.

"Then let me see your true strength!"

Dai Mubai erupted with power. Milky-white spirit power radiated rapidly from his body, and several broken tiger claws popped out from his hands. They still needed time to repair after being shattered by Ye Lin, but the fact that they were broken only added to his murderous aura.

"First Spirit Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"

Tang San's first spirit ring flashed, and three blue-green vines lashed out toward Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai swiped his tiger claws forward, and the Blue Silver Grass vines were severed instantly.

"White Tiger Barrier!"

A white light shield appeared around him. Relying on the defense of the White Tiger Barrier, he charged directly at Tang San, swiping a claw straight at his chest.

"Hmph."

Tang San snorted, showing no fear. Although his martial spirit was of the control type, it didn't mean he lacked close-combat ability; on the contrary, it was quite strong.

Among the students at Notting Academy, aside from Ye Lin and Xiao Wu, no one could beat him in close-quarters combat.

He stepped into his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and rushed toward Dai Mubai.

This was a movement technique, but its short-distance speed was incredibly fast.

With a shift of his feet, Tang San easily dodged Dai Mubai's tiger claw and arrived behind him.

"What an exquisite footwork technique."

A look of surprise appeared on Zhao Wuji's face. As expected, Tang San really had some tricks up his sleeve.

If he could seize this opportunity, combined with the fact that Dai Mubai was at less than half his strength, Tang San had a real chance of winning.

Tang San turned around quickly, but his knees suddenly went weak.

"Thump!"

A sound rang out, and to the astonishment of everyone present, Tang San once again, knelt on both knees!