The Godly Zhuge Crossbow Wounded Zhao Wuji, and You Call That Support?

At the same time, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass burst from the ground and coiled toward Zhao Wuji's ankles.

Zhao Wuji glanced down, lifted his foot, and snapped it under his heel.

Another strand wrapped around him. He stamped on that one too.

A third came from a different angle, curling around the back of his knee.

Zhao Wuji grabbed it with one hand and tore the Blue Silver Grass out by the roots.

"Your Blue Silver Grass is tough, but your Soul Power is too low to hold me."

Tang San said nothing. He kept sending out Blue Silver Grass, replacing each strand as it broke. He didn't expect to bind Zhao Wuji. Slowing him by even a fraction of a second would be enough.

The three took turns attacking. Not twenty breaths had passed.

Then Zhao Wuji abruptly stopped paying attention to the three attackers in front of him.

He turned and charged toward the rear.

His targets were Ning Rongrong and Lin Xuan.

"Take out the leader first. You two supports are back there boosting everyone else. Who else am I supposed to go after?" Zhao Wuji shouted as he ran.

Xiao Wu reacted first, Teleporting directly in front of Zhao Wuji to intercept him. She wrapped her legs around his right arm and tried to throw him.

Zhao Wuji shook his arm, flinging Xiao Wu three meters away. She rolled twice across the ground before regaining her balance.

Zhu Zhuqing struck from the left, but Zhao Wuji swept her aside with an elbow. She slammed into the courtyard's wooden fence, breaking two rails.

Tang San's Spider Web Restraint rained down over him. Zhao Wuji tore a hole through the web and forced his way out, barely slowing at all.

All three had been pushed back.

Ning Rongrong stood frozen as Zhao Wuji charged toward her, her mind blank.

The pressure of a level seventy-six Soul Sage running at full speed was more than a level twenty-six Soul Grandmaster could bear.

"Ning Rongrong! Run!"

Lin Xuan shouted.

Ning Rongrong didn't move.

It wasn't that she didn't want to run. Her legs had gone weak.

"Damn it!"

Lin Xuan cursed, reached Ning Rongrong in two strides, bent down, and scooped her into his arms.

"Hold on tight!"

With that, he drove the Gale Talisman's effect beneath his feet to its limit and carried Ning Rongrong around the right side of the courtyard.

Cradled in his arms, Ning Rongrong got a mouthful of hair as the wind rushed at her. She instinctively wrapped her arms around Lin Xuan's neck, her face turning bright red.

"W-what are you doing?"

"Saving your life. Be quiet!"

Lin Xuan had carried her halfway around the courtyard when Zhao Wuji caught up.

The gap in speed was plain to see. How fast could a level thirty-five support run while carrying someone?

But Lin Xuan had no intention of relying on his legs alone.

He freed one hand and flung three Frost Lock Talismans from his storage ring.

Instead of attaching them to a person, he activated them directly, releasing their icy power.

The three talismans burst in midair. Three ice chains formed out of nowhere and lashed toward Zhao Wuji's legs and right arm.

Crack! The ice chains wrapped around him.

Zhao Wuji's stride faltered.

He was held for less than a second, but that was enough for Lin Xuan to put another five or six meters between them.

Zhao Wuji broke free, scattering shards of ice across the ground. He looked at the frost left on his ankles and nodded.

"Not bad, kid. You can even fire off a Soul Skill instantly after throwing it. You're quite something for a support."

Lin Xuan had no time to answer.

He set Ning Rongrong down. "Run on your own. Don't stand there in a daze again."

Ning Rongrong's face was still red, but this time she didn't freeze. She stumbled back a few steps, keeping the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's boosts active on Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.

Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Tang San recovered and closed in again.

Xiao Wu Teleported behind Zhao Wuji to harry him. Zhu Zhuqing used her ability to stay airborne and attacked from above. Tang San sent Blue Silver Grass winding around Zhao Wuji without regard for how much he lost.

The three fought desperately to hold Zhao Wuji back.

Lin Xuan used the opening to take the Godly Zhuge Crossbow from his storage ring.

The Refined Iron crossbow felt heavy in his hands, its bowstring fully drawn.

He pulled out another Gale Talisman and slapped it onto the crossbow.

A blue-green glow sank into the Refined Iron, and the crossbow hummed faintly.

Lin Xuan raised it with one hand and aimed at Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji was exchanging blows with Xiao Wu. After one of his slaps missed, he noticed what Lin Xuan was doing.

He glanced at the crossbow but paid it little mind. The golden light of his Immovable Bright King Body protected him. What could that little thing do to me?

Lin Xuan pulled the trigger.

Sixteen bolts fired at once.

The instant they left the string, the Gale Talisman's wind enhancement took effect.

The sixteen bolts surged forward, whistling sharply through the air toward Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji's expression finally changed.

That speed—something's wrong!

He instinctively pulled back the hand he had aimed at Xiao Wu to block them. He stopped most of the bolts, and the protective golden light deflected several more.

But two bolts slipped through gaps in his defense.

One pierced the back of his left hand. The other went through the top of his right foot.

Blood spurted out.

Zhao Wuji looked down at the shaft sticking out of his hand, then at the one in his foot.

The courtyard fell silent for a moment.

Dai Mubai leaned against the fence, utterly rigid.

Holy shit! Teacher Zhao got pierced?

Zhao Wuji pulled the bolt from his hand and threw it to the ground. Blood from its tip spread in a small patch across the dirt.

"You've made me angry."

He stopped holding back.

His Soul Power erupted in full. He activated his second Soul Skill, Mighty Vajra Palm, and both hands became enormous bear paws. One palm struck the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around him. The web and grass shattered together, and the shock wave sent Tang San flying seven or eight meters. He rolled several times before bleeding off the force, his arms numb.

Xiao Wu reacted quickly and dodged away with her third Soul Skill, Teleportation.

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't evade in time. Zhao Wuji's elbow smashed into her guard, sending her flying sideways. Pain shot through her left arm, and one knee touched the ground before she managed to stand.

Ning Rongrong retreated several steps in fright, but this time she kept her boosts going.

Having dealt with the three attackers, Zhao Wuji charged at Lin Xuan again.

This time, he was much faster.

Lin Xuan had no time to run.

He flung another three Frost Lock Talismans from his storage ring.

Three ice chains burst forth at once, binding Zhao Wuji's arms and waist tightly.

Zhao Wuji strained against them. The chains gave a brittle crack but did not break immediately. With all three landing at once, their combined effect was much stronger than before.

They held Zhao Wuji for two seconds.

Just as he was about to break free, Lin Xuan stepped back and pointed toward the incense stick in the burner at the center of the courtyard.

"Teacher Zhao, time's up!"

Zhao Wuji paused and turned to look.

In the incense burner, the final ember on the yellow incense stick went out.

A thin curl of smoke rose and dispersed in the wind.

The time it took an incense stick to burn had passed.

But had it really burned down that quickly?

Not on its own. Lin Xuan had been secretly controlling the wind to make it burn faster. Otherwise, the test would not have ended so soon.

Using a trick was part of fighting too!

Zhao Wuji stood stunned for a moment. He looked down at the ice chains binding him, then back at Lin Xuan.

Then he laughed.

The ice chains shattered around him as he laughed.

Dai Mubai straightened up from the fence, a complicated expression on his face.

Ning Rongrong braced her hands on her knees and panted, then looked up at Lin Xuan amid the shards of ice.

Zhao Wuji withdrew his Martial Soul, and his body returned to its normal proportions. He walked over to the armchair and dropped into it, pulled the bolt from the top of his foot, and tossed it aside.

"An unusual crossbow, and ice chains you can activate instantly."

"Kid, your name's Lin Xuan, right?"

Lin Xuan stood where he was and nodded.

Zhao Wuji studied him for a long moment.

"Are you sure you're a support?"