Severing a Finger of Zhao Wuji in Rage

Jiang Huai walked forward holding the Longyuan Sword, the blade shimmering with a shifting, iridescent sword aura.

Ning Rongrong recognized the sword immediately, recalling a book Sword Grandpa had once shown her; it contained an illustration of this very weapon, and the caption below identified it as the heirloom of the Jiang Kingdom, a vassal state of the Star Luo Empire.

Jiang Huai said nothing and charged straight ahead, causing Zhao Wuji to curl his lips into a smirk as he struck out.

But Jiang Huai used agile footwork to dodge, then thrust his sword into Zhao Wuji's lower back, the pain causing Zhao Wuji's face to contort.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji realized that the boy had truly developed killing intent, and in his own rage, he unleashed his seventh soul skill directly.

The commotion here immediately drew the attention of the groups undergoing the first, second, and third rounds of the exam; the teachers overseeing those trials released their soul skills and rushed over, and even Oscar, who had been selling sausages, abandoned his stall entirely to run toward the academy grounds.

Jiang Huai slashed at him several times in quick succession, and cracks actually began to appear on Zhao Wuji's Avatar of the Martial Soul.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji was deeply shocked and frantically channeled his soul power to repair the damage; he, a dignified level 76 Battle Soul Saint, was actually being suppressed by a mere Soul Master, which was truly humiliating.

Jiang Huai saw that the sword marks he had carved into him were already fully repaired, so he changed his attack method; a hand cannon appeared in his right hand, and seeing this, Tang San wanted to intervene but was forced back by the pressure of Zhao Wuji's aura.

Jiang Huai raised his hand as the Deadly Void began to charge up, and upon seeing this, everyone present exclaimed: "An offensive Soul Guidance Device!"

Zhao Wuji cursed to himself, knowing things were bad, and turned to run, but it was too late; the cannon fired, and Zhao Wuji reflexively used his palm to catch the projectile.

However, this was an extremely foolish move, as the shell Jiang Huai fired contained a highly potent toxin concocted by Tang San.

Zhao Wuji realized this the moment he touched the projectile, and after shouting a hateful "Damn it," the venom had already begun to corrode his hand.

Jiang Huai pressed his advantage, lifting Zhao Wuji's body with a strike of his sword before kicking him into the air, then following up with a downward slash while chanting: "Tianji Peak Breaking Thousand Armies Roar, one sword once held back a million troops!"

A terrifying sword aura gathered on the blade in Jiang Huai's hand, followed by a single descending strike; to save his life, Zhao Wuji used his right palm to block, forcibly shifting his position.

The price for this was that Zhao Wuji's right pinky finger would be severed, and in reality, that was exactly what happened; his finger was sliced off by the sword.

Jiang Huai held the blade against Zhao Wuji's throat, and Zhao Wuji swallowed hard, a bead of cold sweat rolling down his forehead.

"Have we been successfully admitted?"

Jiang Huai asked abruptly, and Zhao Wuji glanced at the sword held fifteen centimeters from his neck, swallowed again, and nodded: "Yes, you have been admitted."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing cheered, and Tang San revealed a long-lost smile as everyone finally relaxed.

Hidden in the shadows, Tang Hao was dumbfounded to see Jiang Huai suppress a Soul Saint while only a Soul Master, and he wondered if he should offer him some guidance on how to utilize his second martial soul.

Soon, night descended upon the land of the Douluo Continent, and the three teachers, Zhao Wuji, Li Yusong, and Shao Xin, stood in the dean's office.

Flender looked at the bandage wrapped around Zhao Wuji's right pinky and sighed: "Wuji, do you know who that kid is?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji asked with some lingering anger: "Who is he?"

Flender said solemnly: "The Jiang Kingdom."

Flender said nothing else, merely repeating the two words "Jiang Kingdom," hoping his old friend would catch on.

Upon hearing the words "Jiang Kingdom," Zhao Wuji immediately recalled the scene from over a decade ago, when the monarch of the Jiang Kingdom, Jiang Liuyu, had mobilized his entire army of seven hundred thousand to search for his missing son.

Once they found a trail, the army began their pursuit, with Jiang Liuyu himself leading the charge; they launched a war upon entering the territory of the Heaven Dou Empire, and back then, the Balaque Kingdom had nearly been trampled into dust by the Jiang Kingdom's three hundred thousand iron cavalry.

Moreover, the Jiang Kingdom's military strength was far more than just those seven hundred thousand troops; it was said that as long as the monarch of the Jiang Kingdom gave the order, tens of millions of people across the country could become soldiers and march to war, and under the leadership of the monarch two generations prior, the Jiang Kingdom had nearly become an empire itself.

If the Star Luo Empire hadn't paid a massive price, they would never have been able to subdue the Jiang Kingdom into becoming a vassal state.

In the notebook left behind by Zhao Wuji's father after his death, it was written that the Jiang Kingdom was a powerhouse beyond reproach, and that their own Zhao clan had once been people of the Jiang Kingdom.

Zhao Wuji swallowed hard and said: "It is said that the current monarch of the Jiang Kingdom, Jiang Liuyu, is known as the most vengeful monarch?"

Flender stood up, opened the window, and looked out into the night before saying solemnly: "Ask him yourself."

After saying this, Flender, Shao Xin, and Li Yusong left the office, leaving Zhao Wuji alone as his heart began to race.

Zhao Wuji glanced outside the door, and when he looked back toward the dean's chair, a woman was already sitting there, with Tang Hao, draped in a black robe, standing beside her.

Jiang Yi toyed with the now-shrunken Longyuan Sword in her hand, and upon seeing the blade, Zhao Wuji guessed Jiang Huai's identity; he had initially planned to take revenge later, but it seemed today he would either die or be crippled.

Jiang Yi did not speak, sitting quietly and watching the sword in her hand; the silence in the office made Zhao Wuji feel panicked, and although Jiang Yi was beautiful, Zhao Wuji dared not meet her gaze.

This was how the Jiang Kingdom's royal family operated; whenever a junior went out, a Title Douluo was certain to be following in the shadows to protect their personal safety.

One had to know, what powerhouse in the current Douluo Continent could contend with a Title Douluo of the Jiang Kingdom? Jiang Huai's great-grandfather had once nearly split the entire Douluo Continent in two with a single sword strike.

Zhao Wuji knelt on both knees, pressed his head to the floor, and said in a terrified voice: "Commoner Zhao Wuji pays respects to Her Highness the Princess."

Jiang Yi nodded and said in a cold, detached voice: "I heard you were quite arrogant this afternoon. Daring to knock out this Princess's future sister-in-law."

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji hurriedly explained that it was merely an entrance exam, but Jiang Yi let out a cold laugh: "An exam? Which intermediate soul master academy—no, which high-level soul master academy lets a Soul Saint use their full strength for an exam? Do you think this Princess is a fool?"

"Your Highness, this commoner would not dare."

Tang Hao shouted: "Not dare? You already have."

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji hurriedly kowtowed: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Your Highness, this commoner will never dare to do it again."

Tang Hao stepped forward, dragged Zhao Wuji out to give him a sound beating, and then brought him back into the office to continue the questioning.

Zhao Wuji's freshly bandaged wound began to seep blood, and he had to press hard against the site where his right pinky had been severed.

Jiang Yi brushed the stray hair from her forehead and said: "You have the capital to be arrogant, but in front of the Jiang Kingdom's royal family, you are nothing. Also, be well-behaved when you see my brother, and do not expose his identity, otherwise, the Jiang Kingdom's royal family will hunt you down. Oh, and one more thing: my brother is the future heir to the throne."

After saying this, Jiang Yi vanished, and Tang Hao glanced at the kneeling Zhao Wuji before departing.