Su Sanjia's Overwhelming Suppression, Tang San in a Sorry State!

Elementalization, immune to all physical attacks! Aside from true damage, Martial Soul attacks, and attacks from countering attributes, no attack could have any effect! However, if an excessive amount of Soul Power was poured into an object, that attack could strike Su Sanjia's true body. As for how excessive it needed to be...

At Su Sanjia's current Soul Elder level, to truly hit his body, at least a Soul Emperor-level Soul Master would have to exhaust ninety percent of their Soul Power! If it were a Soul Saint-level Soul Master, they would need at least thirty percent of their Soul Power.

In other words, even if a Soul King-level Soul Master used every last bit of Soul Power in their body, they still could not hit Su Sanjia at all!

Elementalization could not make him instantly invincible, but he was invincible among those of the same level. Moreover, with his current Soul Power reserves, Elementalization did not consume much Soul Power. If he maintained the state continuously, his current Soul Power could sustain it for around seven minutes.

The people of Shrek Academy knew about Su Sanjia's outrageous ability. Of course, they did not know everything. What Su Sanjia had revealed differed slightly from the truth. He had changed "does not consume much Soul Power" into "consumes an extreme amount of Soul Power," claiming that even with full support, he could only maintain it for two minutes.

"How is this possible?! Hidden weapons... they actually had no effect!"

A storm surged through Tang San's heart!

Everything from his past life in the Tang Sect had filled him with immense pride. He had also believed that, relying on what he had learned in his past life, he could carry the Tang Sect forward on Douluo Continent. Hidden weapons were unstoppable, and top-tier hidden weapons could even threaten a Title Douluo! Yet Su Sanjia seemed to be the true nemesis of hidden weapons!

"These little things are quite powerful, but using them during a sparring match still requires careful consideration."

Su Sanjia said this plainly, but his meaning was clear: Tang San had gone too far by using such things during the entrance examination. The looks Dai Mubai, Oscar, and Ning Rongrong gave Tang San changed somewhat, though Xiao Wu did not seem to care.

"You!"

Tang San grew a little anxious. Instinctively unwilling to believe that hidden weapons were ineffective against Su Sanjia, a thought crossed his mind, and he prepared to take out his greatest gain since arriving in Suotuo City—the Dragon Beard Needle!

"Well, there isn't much time left. Your performances have been quite good, so how about this? If you can endure my next Soul Skill, you'll be considered to have passed. What do you say?"

As Su Sanjia spoke, Dai Mubai's expression changed. He hurriedly ran outside the field, not forgetting to pull Zhu Zhuqing along with him.

"Hiss! Even her bones have been damaged by injuries like these... Little Ao! Little Ao? What are you staring at? Hurry up and leave! Make a few blocks of tofu!"

Dai Mubai was extremely anxious. On the one hand, Zhu Zhuqing's injuries required Oscar's tofu to recover. On the other hand, he knew Su Sanjia's nasty nature far too well! He was treating this assessment like a game, and now, he had grown tired of it. He wanted to end the game. Dai Mubai knew Su Sanjia was entirely capable of doing so.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Dai Mubai's Soul Power was only two levels lower than Su Sanjia's. If they truly fought, he would absolutely be pinned to the ground and beaten, without even the slightest ability to resist...

"Teacher Zhao, you have no objections to my proposal, right?"

"Do whatever you want, kid! But take it easy. If you turn the field into a complete mess, that old miser will probably fight you to the death when he gets back!"

Zhao Wuji opened his eyes and sat upright. Soul Power surged around him, and his entire body resembled a ferocious beast poised to pounce.

He knew all of Su Sanjia's Soul Skills, and he also knew the move that kid loved using most. Given Su Sanjia's control over his Martial Soul, nothing should go wrong, but what if it did? If an attack like that truly landed, these new students would not need to enroll—they could just be buried!

"Junior brothers and sisters, are you ready? Be careful now!"

Watching Tang San's group of three gather together with grave expressions, Su Sanjia's body erupted with brilliant light. Three Soul Rings rose and fell around him, while the second and third Soul Rings lit up together. The two purple Soul Rings radiated immense pressure! The intense light was so blinding that they could barely keep their eyes open.

"Third Soul Skill! Eight-Foot Mirror!"

The deep-purple third Soul Ring lit up. In the next moment, before Tang San and the others' eyes, one cluster of light became two, then four, and then eight!

The light gradually faded, revealing eight Su Sanjias before the three of them! Even more astonishingly, with the observational power of Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes, he could not tell which one was Su Sanjia's true body! In fact, even Zhao Wuji beside them could only sense Su Sanjia's true body through fluctuations of Soul Power.

Su Sanjia's third Soul Ring came from a 6,800-year-old Six-Headed Crimson-Gold Tiger. It was an exceptionally powerful Soul Beast, a bloodline mutation of the Crimson-Gold Tiger. Though it could not compare to top-tier bloodlines like the Titan Giant Ape or Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear, it was still considered upper-class among Soul Beasts. Its ability was simple and brutal—compared to the ordinary Crimson-Gold Tiger's supreme offensive power and minor light attribute, the Six-Headed Crimson-Gold Tiger possessed an additional life-saving ability! Its six heads represented six lives, though every lost head reduced its strength by one level.

Zhao Wuji had personally acted to obtain this Soul Ring. Together with Shrek Academy's teacher Lu Qibin, the two had used the powerful control of Star Luo Chess to secure this rare Soul Ring for Su Sanjia.

The Soul Skill granted by this Soul Ring was equally monstrous. Put simply, it created clones while also granting Su Sanjia the ability to fly. Every clone possessed thirty percent of Su Sanjia's strength. As the Soul Master's level increased, both the number of clones and their strength would increase. Furthermore, a clone's death had no effect on the true body. If the true body suffered a fatal injury, one clone would bear it instead, and the positions of the clones and true body could be freely exchanged.

This was an immensely powerful life-saving skill!

Back to the scene.

The eight Su Sanjias flew into the air together, positioning themselves at the eight corners of the field.

"Is he really a Soul Elder?"

Ning Rongrong only felt her throat go dry. Without question, the strength Su Sanjia had displayed had already surpassed the limits of a Soul Elder. He was comparable to a level-forty-five Soul Ancestor.

"Careful, it's coming!"

Seeing the golden light gathering at Su Sanjia's fingertips in the sky, Tang San's heart rose to his throat. He let out a roar, and Blue Silver Grass burst from the earth, nearly forming a massive rice dumpling around them.

The next moment.

"Second Soul Skill, Energy-Gathering Laser!"

The eight Su Sanjias spoke in unison. Soul Power stirred, the Thousand-Year Soul Rings lit up, and eight Laser Beams poured mercilessly toward the field below.

Eight beams fell, followed by another eight, then a barrage of light swept across the ground! Though only thirty percent of their power was being used, such dense attacks were a natural disaster to Tang San's group of three!

The protection formed by the Blue Silver Grass lasted less than ten seconds. Tang San was drenched in sweat as his Soul Power rapidly drained. At this rate, the three of them would never last until the incense burned out.

Helplessly, Tang San saved some Soul Power as the Blue Silver Grass rapidly crumbled apart. In the distance, Zhao Wuji moved. He charged into the field, carried Ning Rongrong away from the center of the bombardment, then rushed back out as soon as he set her down at the edge of the field. Xiao Wu could no longer hold on either. Within the field, only Tang San remained, dodging left and right with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

After a full minute of relentless bombardment, the field had become riddled with craters. Just as Tang San's Soul Power was about to run out, Zhao Wuji stood before him.

The incense had already burned out.

Tang San collapsed onto the ground, gasping for breath. When he looked toward Su Sanjia in the distance, fear could not help but enter his eyes.

He had been completely unable to fight back just now! A mere ten-level difference in Soul Power had left him unable to breathe.

Yet the other party was only two years older than him!

Su Sanjia walked forward. Looking at the disheveled Tang San, he grinned.

"Welcome to Shrek Academy!"