Immovable Bright King Zhao Wuji

Dai Mubai's expression stiffened.

He hadn't expected this kid to hold such a grudge, or to be so arrogant that he would pick a fight right in front of Zhao Wuji.

His first instinct was to refuse.

Fight?

The other guy was younger and had lower Soul Power. Winning would mean nothing.

But if he lost, how was he supposed to show his face around the academy afterward?

Especially with Zhu Zhuqing watching.

"Interesting."

As Zhao Wuji watched the scene, a glint flashed through his eyes.

This kid dared to ignore him, the examiner, and directly provoke an upperclassman right in front of him?

The kid had guts. Zhao Wuji liked that temperament!

"Kid, you want to fight him?"

Zhao Wuji rolled his neck, producing a string of crackling pops.

"Why not fight me instead?"

"Could it be that you're scared?"

"If you're scared, changing opponents is fine too."

Zhao Wuji bared a row of stark white teeth in provocation.

Ye Liuyun turned his gaze back. He wanted to fight Dai Mubai because Dai Mubai had provoked him once at the Rose Hotel.

And Dai Mubai had just done something else that annoyed him.

He simply didn't like the guy and wanted to vent by beating him up.

He had no reason to fight Zhao Wuji.

With his talent and strength, even if he didn't fight, Zhao Wuji would change his mind and let him into Shrek Academy.

So fighting Zhao Wuji would be a complete waste of time.

It would take effort for no reward.

Besides, whenever Ye Liuyun thought about how Zhao Wuji would get beaten black and blue by Tang Hao tonight,

he could barely hold back his laughter.

He really wasn't in the mood to fight.

"Either is fine."

A moment later.

Tang San and the others had also discussed their strategy.

Zhao Wuji lit another stick of incense.

Boom!

Zhao Wuji stomped the ground, and a terrifying wave of gravity instantly swept across the field.

Tang San and the others felt their bodies sink, as if a mountain had been placed on their backs. Even breathing became difficult.

"Move!" Tang San shouted.

The battle erupted instantly.

Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda shimmered with light. Zhu Zhuqing turned into a black shadow and attacked from the flank, Xiao Wu feinted from the front, while Tang San controlled the field.

Zhao Wuji laughed disdainfully. Before absolute power, technique seemed rather pale.

Zhao Wuji didn't even use a Spirit Skill. Relying solely on his physical defense and the force of a casual swing, he sent Zhu Zhuqing flying and forced Xiao Wu back.

"Too weak! Too weak!"

Zhao Wuji burst out laughing. "Is that all you've got?"

Bang!

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Zhao Wuji like fragile spider silk, snapping apart in an instant.

Zhao Wuji charged straight at Ning Rongrong.

In battle, take down the support Spirit Master first.

Seeing a Spirit Saint charging at her like a small mountain, Ning Rongrong was so frightened that her legs went stiff. She even forgot to run.

"Help!"

"Get down."

A cold voice rang out.

Ye Liuyun moved.

Rather than circling around like the others, he charged straight at Zhao Wuji.

"Good!"

Zhao Wuji threw an unadorned punch.

The fist tore through the air with a howl, powerful enough to shatter rock.

Ye Liuyun looked at Ning Rongrong, who was too terrified to move. He could dodge, but she couldn't.

Without retreating in the slightest, he threw out a punch as well.

Boom!

The two fists collided.

Blood flecked with strands of gold splattered into the air.

Ye Liuyun was sent flying, but he used his other arm to seize Ning Rongrong and carry her out of danger.

"Brother!" Xiao Wu cried out.

"Hmph, nothing special."

Zhao Wuji didn't spare him with his words, but inwardly, he was practically cursing.

This kid had some real nerve, actually daring to clash head-on with a Spirit Saint like him.

If such a promising seedling got injured, wouldn't Flender risk his life fighting him?

Still, the kid had saved an incredibly important support Spirit Master in that manner. He was something else.

But in the next second, Zhao Wuji's eyes suddenly widened.

The bleeding on Ye Liuyun's fist visibly stopped, and the wound healed before his eyes.

Talent: Endless Life!

And that wasn't all.

The blood on Zhao Wuji's arm seemed to come alive, sticking firmly to his hand as it began to take root and grow wildly!

First Spirit Skill: Parasitism!

"Hm? It's actually absorbing my Soul Power?"

Zhao Wuji felt a numb, itchy sensation in his palm along with the loss of Soul Power. Frowning slightly, he released a burst of Soul Power and shattered the Blue Silver Grass on his hand.

The shattered Blue Silver Grass scattered through the air. Some of it fell back onto Zhao Wuji's body, healed itself, and took root again!

Zhao Wuji's eyelid twitched. This move was a little too shameless.

He released another burst of Soul Power, blasting the Blue Silver Grass on his body away like arrows.

Still shaken, Ning Rongrong looked at Ye Liuyun, who was holding her. She only felt that he looked so handsome, and her heart was beating so fast.

Could this be what love feels like?

She lowered her head shyly, looking a little bashful.

Ye Liuyun sensed something strange. He glanced at Ning Rongrong with disdain.

"Your heart is racing because you're scared. Ever heard of the suspension bridge effect? Don't think nonsense."

The strange emotions rising in Ning Rongrong's heart were instantly interrupted, destroying her fantasies about legendary love.

But then she wondered, how did he know her heart was beating so fast?

Looking down, she saw that her chest was pressed against Ye Liuyun's body. She immediately became both embarrassed and angry.

At once, she returned to her little witch demeanor, completely forgetting that he had saved her, and snarled fiercely.

"Then why don't you put me down?"

Ye Liuyun simply let go.

"Ow!"

Ning Rongrong landed on her backside and complained.

"Do you have any gentlemanly manners?"

Ye Liuyun looked ahead and smiled.

"Someone with gentlemanly manners is here."

Ning Rongrong found it strange. What did he mean, someone with gentlemanly manners was here? When she turned around,

she saw a bear pouncing toward her.

"There's a bear!"

Zhao Wuji angrily slapped down with his palm.

"Calling your own teacher a bear is going too far."

A Spirit Ring flashed beneath Ye Liuyun's feet.

Third Spirit Skill, World of Trees.

The scattered Blue Silver Grass around his feet began growing wildly, turning into fully grown trees.

Their roots intertwined, instantly forming a barrier between Ye Liuyun and Zhao Wuji.

Ye Liuyun grabbed Ning Rongrong and ran.

Ning Rongrong was shaken so badly that she nearly threw up her breakfast.

"Aren't you a genius? Why do you keep running?"

Ye Liuyun felt that there was something wrong with this girl's head.

"Are you crazy, or am I crazy? Why would I really go head-to-head with a Spirit Saint?"

Yet inwardly, he considered whether it was feasible.

It wasn't impossible to fight.

But he would have to risk his life. It was only a test; why take it so seriously?

He hated troublesome things the most.

Zhao Wuji looked at the ever-growing Blue Silver Grass, which was practically becoming a small forest.

After he slapped twice, the broken trees gradually recovered. He instantly lost the desire to pursue them.

In his eyes, the support Spirit Master had received support, and the combat-capable Spirit Master had protected the support Spirit Master.

They had done so right under the hands of a Spirit Saint. Those two had already passed.

He turned toward the other three, whom he had scattered earlier.

"You're next."

Tang San's expression was grave. His Blue Silver Grass was completely incapable of affecting Zhao Wuji.

Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance, having drawn inspiration from Ye Liuyun's fighting method.

Neither of them needed to hurt Zhao Wuji. They only had to use their speed to keep him occupied.

The two accelerated instantly, constantly trying to maintain their distance.

Tang San simply gave up using Blue Silver Grass in battle as well and began using his movement technique.

Zhao Wuji was already slow and cumbersome, and he couldn't be ruthless against students.

For a time, he was actually unable to do anything to the three of them, growing more frustrated the longer he fought.

He was practically being played with, and his temper couldn't endure it any longer.

Anger surged in his heart. He unleashed his full power, and shockwaves spread outward in all directions.

His fifth Spirit Ring, a ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring, appeared. Gravity descended as though Mount Tai were crushing down from above.

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing all coughed up blood and collapsed.

Ye Liuyun scratched his head as he thought of something amusing.

"Oh-ho, someone's getting beaten tonight."