"Zhao Wuji?"
"He's the one they call the Immovable Wisdom King. You want us to fight him?"
At Shrek Academy, Ning Rongrong stared at Dai Mubai beside her in disbelief.
After Lecherous Tiger introduced him, everyone realized their opponent was a tough one.
Although he had promised to use only his first four Soul Rings, he was still a genuine Soul Sage—and a renowned one at that.
Ning Rongrong had left her sect to seek opportunities for her trial and traveled all the way to Suotuo City.
Drawn in by Monster Academy's hype, she had decided to come and take a look.
She hadn't expected to discover two monsters.
The unremarkable young man beside her was already a Level 38 Soul Elder, with cultivation higher than her own.
If he were the only exception, that would be one thing. But the rabbit-eared girl beside him was also a Level 34 Soul Elder.
Only the older sister behind them, with her curvy figure, had cultivation that seemed normal.
This had thoroughly piqued Ning Rongrong's interest, and she was determined to see this Monster Academy for herself.
But after the four of them passed the Soul Power test and Dai Mubai led them into the academy, they were met with the final trial: hold out for one incense stick against the Immovable Wisdom King, Zhao Wuji.
Dai Mubai looked awkward as he was questioned.
He had originally been assigned as the examiner for the fourth trial, but at Level 37, he had lost to Tang San at the Rose Hotel a few days ago.
Put simply, he wasn't qualified to be their examiner.
After hearing what had happened, Zhao Wuji had promptly taken over the position.
He told the four little monsters to hurry up and discuss their tactics.
Just as Ning Rongrong was still complaining, the notification that had been silent for so long finally sounded in her mind.
"Battle God's Twentieth Trial: The Little Support's Charge."
"Show the enemy that support Soul Masters aren't helpless pushovers for anyone to bully."
"The trial's completion will be determined by the severity of the enemy's injuries."
"Time limit: one day."
Ning Rongrong was delighted at first, then began to mull over the trial's details.
"So I just need to injure Zhao Wuji?"
"That means if he comes away without a scratch, I'll fail the trial."
"Looks like I can't hold back."
The moment Ning Rongrong fell silent, Tang San beside her also received his trial assignment.
"Jinx's Fortieth Trial: God of Solitude."
"How could a god consort with mortals?"
"Hold out alone against Zhao Wuji for one incense stick."
"Time limit: one day."
As the trial was announced, Tang San sucked in a sharp breath.
Having witnessed Flender's strength, he was no longer the ignorant little white rabbit who knew nothing about powerful opponents.
He had been studying how to coordinate with the girls to pass the trial, but now he had to throw all those tactics out.
"Teacher!"
"Hmm? Why are you calling me over instead of discussing tactics, kid?"
Tang San pondered for a moment, then looked at Zhao Wuji with determination.
"I want to take the trial alone."
"Let's have a proper one-on-one, man-to-man showdown!"
At his words, not only did Zhao Wuji freeze, but Dai Mubai and the others looked at him as though he were an idiot.
There was a limit to how overconfident one could be. Did he think a Level 76 Battle Soul Saint with maxed-out defense and attack was playing around?
"Good kid. I've seen it all now."
"Go stand to the side first. I'll give you what you want later."
Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu watched Tang San move aside. Both had something on the tip of their tongues, but weren't sure whether to say it.
Ning Rongrong had planned to let the others draw Zhao Wuji's fire while she looked for a chance to complete her trial from the flank.
She hadn't expected the strongest one to withdraw from the group fight.
Xiao Wu, meanwhile, simply thought Tang San was looking down on her.
What was that supposed to mean? Did he think Sister Xiao Wu would drag him down?
That bear of a man better not beat you to a pulp.
"Hmph."
"Forget about him. Let's work out our own tactics."
"My name is Ning Rongrong. I'm a Level 33 support Soul Master, and my Martial Soul is the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda."
"I can boost your strength, speed, and Soul Power by thirty percent each. Holding out for one incense stick won't be a problem."
Hearing Ning Rongrong's level, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were both startled.
It was common knowledge that support Soul Masters had a harder time cultivating, yet they hadn't expected the young girl before them to be so advanced.
"My name is Xiao Wu. My Martial Soul is the Soft Bone Rabbit, and I'm a Level 34 Power Attack System Battle Soul Master. I'll engage the opponent head-on. You two, look for an opening from the sides!"
As Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong introduced themselves one after the other, Zhu Zhuqing was left questioning herself.
I've worked so hard. Why are there still so many people my age who leave me so far behind?
And three of them show up all at once?
Her Level 27 cultivation seemed decent, but compared with these three cheaters, she paled in comparison.
Xiao Wu didn't have a trial of her own, but Soul Beasts who cultivated again as humans already had an advantage over ordinary Soul Beasts.
"Zhu Zhuqing, Level 27 Agility Attack System Battle Soul Master. I'll back you up."
The incense stick had only just burned down when Zhao Wuji impatiently urged them on.
"Are you ready yet?"
The three girls exchanged glances. Since their fighting styles complemented one another, they might as well stick to what they knew.
Ning Rongrong immediately stepped behind the other two. The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda appeared in her hand, casting a dazzling radiance all around them.
"Good grief, there's a Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda Soul Master too?"
"Seven Treasures Have Names: First, Strength; Second, Speed; Third, Soul!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Ning Rongrong sent three streams of colored light into the girls.
Feeling their strength surge, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help marveling that the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda truly was the world's number one support Martial Soul.
Boosted, the little rabbit and little kitten didn't slack off either. They quickly launched the attack on Zhao Wuji just as they had planned.
"Third Soul Skill: Teleportation."
The Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul possessed Xiao Wu, and the little rabbit vanished in an instant.
The next second, she appeared right in front of Zhao Wuji, whose eyes had gone wide.
"Good grief, teleportation?"
As the words left his mouth, Xiao Wu's long legs were already hooked around his shoulders. She unleashed her Waist Bow and slammed him hard into the ground.
"Bang."
Zhao Wuji was driven headfirst into the earth, and cracks rapidly spread across the ground.
Zhu Zhuqing, who had rushed over from the side, didn't hesitate either. She promptly treated him to a Star Luo Style Massage.
As claws flashed through the air,
a steady series of "clang, clang, clang, clang" rang out from Zhao Wuji's abdomen, like a blacksmith hammering metal.
Ning Rongrong, watching from a distance, worried that Zhu Zhuqing would break her fingers.
Zhao Wuji came to his senses, his heart burning with humiliation.
"Well, this is a case of the old woman falling backward and squashing the baby!"
"Have you had enough?"
"Immovable Wisdom King Body!"
Golden light burst from Zhao Wuji, and Zhu Zhuqing was instantly flung backward. She fell to the ground with a muffled groan.
Seeing that things were going badly, the little rabbit teleported far away again.
Zhao Wuji pulled his head out of the ground with all his might.
He got to his feet and dusted himself off.
As he rolled his neck with a series of cracks, he glared at the two girls responsible.
"You little brats, now let me show you what a Soul—"
"Bang!"
Before Zhao Wuji could finish, a pale blue blur swept past his eyes.
He hadn't even reacted when a heavy blow struck his chin. His legs shot up into the air, and after a long moment, he slammed hard into the ground.
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