Tang San Has No Chance to Show Off

Tang San finally understood: these three women had no intention of following his plan at all. They were treating him as a living target to draw fire!

"Xiao Wu!"

Just as Tang San tried to call out, he saw Xiao Wu launch an attack from the other side. Her target wasn't Zhao Wuji, but the side of his waist that he had exposed while attacking Tang San.

Zhao Wuji was forced to divert his attention to deal with her, giving Tang San a moment to catch his breath.

However, after a single strike, Xiao Wu immediately retreated, maintaining her position on Tang San's flank. It looked like she was providing support, but in reality, she was just ensuring that their "shield," Tang San, wouldn't be swatted into pieces with a single blow.

Ning Rongrong stood at the edge of the arena, maintaining her buffs on Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu while putting on a show of self-preservation, her face flushed and glistening with sweat as she appeared to be pushing her martial soul to the limit. Yet, her eyes were locked on the battle, and one hand was quietly hidden behind her back, where a silver soul power pistol was slowly charging.

"These little rascals."

Zhao Wuji was becoming incredibly annoyed by Zhu Zhuqing's harassment and decided to take one of them out first.

"Third soul skill, Gravity Enhancement!"

A purple soul ring lit up, and an invisible gravitational field instantly enveloped the area where Tang San was located.

Tang San felt his body sink, his speed drastically reduced.

"Now!" A flash of pink light flickered in Xiao Wu's eyes as she activated her second soul skill, Charm.

Zhao Wuji's mind went blank for a moment, and the control of the gravity field faltered.

Zhu Zhuqing seized the opportunity and activated her second soul skill, Nether Hundred Claws. Countless claw shadows instantly bombarded Zhao Wuji's ankles, forcing him to look down.

"Rongrong!"

With a sharp cry from Xiao Wu, she closed in again, using the Waist Bow technique to entangle Zhao Wuji's arm and restrict his movements.

Zhu Zhuqing attacked from the other side with Nether Stab, aiming directly for Zhao Wuji's eyes.

Under this dual harassment, Zhao Wuji's attention was completely occupied, leaving a massive opening in his chest.

"Ready!" Ning Rongrong's crisp voice rang out.

She dropped the pretense, a cunning smile that didn't match her delicate appearance spreading across her face.

The silver soul power pistol had finished charging, its muzzle flickering with a dangerous blue light.

"Bang!"

A beam of energy struck Zhao Wuji's chest with lightning speed and pinpoint accuracy.

"Pfft!"

Zhao Wuji's pride and joy, the Immovable Wisdom King Body, proved as fragile as paper before this beam, being pierced through in an instant.

He let out a muffled groan, the immense impact force sending him stumbling backward repeatedly, a smell of scorched flesh rising from his chest.

Immediately, a piercing pain that reached his very bones washed over him, causing him to knit his brows in agony.

He looked down at his torn clothes and the bloody, mangled wound on his chest, unable to believe it.

This power... it had already exceeded the level of a Soul Emperor!

The rhythm of the battle reversed completely after that shot.

Injured, Zhao Wuji's soul power circulation became sluggish, and the two women found it even easier to keep him in check.

They strictly executed the tactics designed by Bibi Dong, pushing the art of "selling out their teammate" to the extreme.

Tang San was exhausted, running for his life on the field. Several times he was nearly hit by Zhao Wuji's furious attacks, his soul power draining rapidly, only to be saved by Xiao Wu's "protection" at the perfect moment.

He was worn down silently, bit by bit, until his very last ounce of strength was spent.

When the last wisp of smoke dissipated, the incense had burned out.

Tang San's vision went black, and he fell into a complete faint.

"Tang San!"

Xiao Wu exclaimed, flashing over to catch his falling body just in time, her face filled with "worry" and "concern."

If you're going to act, you have to commit to the whole performance.

Zhao Wuji panted heavily, looking at the three women who, despite their own massive soul power consumption, were still standing, and then at the wound on his own chest. He could only offer a helpless, bitter smile. "The younger generation is formidable, truly formidable... You three, you pass."

With that, he clutched his chest and limped away; he needed to treat his wounds immediately. If he didn't, he feared this injury might leave lasting damage.

"Yay!"

Seeing this, the three women could no longer suppress their excitement and hugged each other in joy.

They immediately uploaded the third-person perspective footage they had recorded to the group chat.

[First Cute Bunny: @everyone, mission accomplished! Here's the footage!]

[Pagoda Suppresses River Demon: Sisters, come look at our brilliant moves!]

As soon as the video appeared, the group chat instantly erupted.

[I Am Not Yanzi: Holy crap! Your coordination was absolutely seamless! You girls are amazing!]

[Begonia Blossoms: That guy named Tang San is so pathetic, he was treated like a monkey the whole time. I'm dying of laughter.]

[Heavenly King Covers Earth Fox: This tactic is so ingenious! That last shot was incredibly cool!]

Bibi Dong also clicked on the video, watched it carefully, and slowly typed out a line of text.

[Most Beautiful Pope: Well fought. Your courage and execution are both worthy of praise.]

[Most Beautiful Pope: However, it also exposed some issues. Zhu Zhuqing, your positioning was still too straightforward; you nearly cornered yourself several times. Xiao Wu, your timing for support could have been half a second earlier. Ning Rongrong, your energy-charging camouflage still isn't perfect; if the opponent were more experienced, it would have been easily seen through.]

[Ding! +120 admiration points from Ning Rongrong.]

[Ding! +120 admiration points from Xiao Wu.]

[Ding! +120 admiration points from Zhu Zhuqing.]

Seeing Bibi Dong's analysis, everyone was thoroughly convinced.

[I Am Not Swallow: As expected of Your Holiness the Pope. This tactical level is far superior to that so-called Grandmaster!]

[6G Sky Wing: Heh, comparing him to Mother is simply an insult to her. That so-called strategy of Tang San's is nothing more than empty talk on paper—utterly laughable.]

After reading this, the three girls humbly accepted the instruction.

[Pagoda Suppresses River Demon: Thank you for your guidance, Your Holiness! We will remember it!]

[Most Beautiful Pope: It is no trouble. Practical combat is the best teacher.]

Bibi Dong seemed much more approachable in the group chat now.

The three girls then tagged Ye Qiong in the group.

[First Cute Bunny: @Galaxy Baseball Bat Hero, Brother Group Owner, this time it was all thanks to the weapons you gave us! They are so powerful!]

[Galaxy Baseball Bat Hero: We're all family, no need for such formalities. Just make sure you complete the task you promised me later.]

[I Am Not Yanzi: A task? What task? Tell us, Group Owner!]

[Galaxy Baseball Bat Hero: We're almost there. Everyone, just chat more in the group, send photos or videos. The higher the group activity, the faster it levels up. We should be able to upgrade by tonight.]

[Galaxy Baseball Bat Hero: Once it upgrades, you will all know the specific details of the task function.]

Hearing this, everyone instantly understood that the group chat's upgrade was linked to their activity.

Ye Qiong closed the group chat and opened his own system panel.

[Emotion Point Report: A total of 2,532 emotion points were earned from this event. Triggering the system's double reward, a final total of 5,064 points were obtained.]

[Current Total Emotion Points: 5,064 points.]

"Not bad." Ye Qiong decided to raise his level first, and with a thought, he acted.

[Consumed 3,400 emotion points. Soul Power Level increased from 34 to 35!]

A warm current surged through his entire body, and he could feel his strength improve once more.

[Remaining Emotion Points: 1,664 points.]

Ye Qiong kept the remaining points, then opened the group chat interface, looking at the upgrade prompt that only he could see.

The group chat upgrade was close at hand; it only lacked a final bit of activity.

Soon, it would be upgraded soon.

The only way to leave Aedes Elysiae was to...

Night fell.

In the small woods outside Shrek Academy, Zhao Wuji was drinking gloomily, the wound on his chest still throbbing with pain.

Being outsmarted by a few little girls today had truly damaged his reputation as the Immovable Bright King.

"Zhao Wuji."

A cold voice rang out behind him without warning.

Every hair on Zhao Wuji's body stood on end. He spun around abruptly to see a tall figure shrouded in a black robe standing behind him, though he hadn't noticed when they arrived.

The terrifying aura made him instantly half-sober.

"When the young are beaten, the old must naturally come out to seek justice." The figure in black slowly raised a hand, and nine soul rings suddenly lit up. The last one was a shocking, blood-red color.

"Ti... Titled Douluo!" Zhao Wuji's legs went weak, and he nearly collapsed to his knees.

"I won't use my martial soul; I'll just play with you."

Before the words had even faded, the figure in black vanished from where they stood.

The next second, a shrill, miserable scream echoed through the woods.

"Awoo..." (Special thanks to Teacher Tom for the guest voiceover)