"All right, we're still in the middle of a test."
Seeing the topic drifting further and further off course, Zhao Wuji clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention. He pointed at the incense on the ground. "This stick still has a quarter left unburned. Come on, our test continues."
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing immediately released their martial souls, preparing to rejoin the fight.
The injuries they had suffered in the battle just now had all been healed by Ning Rongrong with Immortal Beans, and they were now ready to take part again.
At that moment, however, Tang San shook his head and looked at Zhao Wuji, saying seriously, "Teacher Zhao, I'd like to restart the test. But this time, I'll face you alone. I don't want Xiao Wu to get hurt again."
"Brother..."
Xiao Wu froze for a moment and looked at Tang San.
Tang San's expression was exceptionally firm. He did not respond to Xiao Wu, but looked at Zhao Wuji and asked, "Teacher Zhao, what do you think?"
Zhao Wuji frowned. What did this kid mean?
Did he look down on him that much?
He was a Soul Saint.
Was he sure he wanted to face him alone?
"You're sure you want to test yourself against me alone?"
"That's right."
Tang San nodded. "Teacher Zhao, from the battle just now, you should already have figured out Xiao Wu and Rongrong's situation. There isn't much point in having them continue fighting you. It would be better for me to fight you again alone."
After a pause, he continued, "This test will start over. If I can last the time it takes one stick of incense under your hands, then count us as having passed. If I can't, I'll voluntarily withdraw from Shrek. How about it?"
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