Tang San's New Hidden Weapon, the Gang Pai Thunderclap

Soul mantra?

At those words, Ma Hongjun first covered his mouth and snickered.

Was Oscar's soul mantra fit for anyone to hear?

Then he suddenly realized something.

No, wait... if they found out about the soul mantra, wouldn't they still beat him to death?!

At that thought, Ma Hongjun hurriedly stepped between the others and Oscar.

"Well, let's hurry up and finish eating so we can go to the final round. There's nothing worth hearing in a soul mantra..."

"Right, right, nothing worth hearing. There'll be plenty of chances later."

Oscar and Ma Hongjun hastily chimed in with each other.

That only made them seem even more suspicious.

Seeing this, Ye Fan smiled faintly.

Since they had gone this far... of course he had to make Oscar put on a performance!

Ye Fan looked at Oscar, the runes on his tongue flickering faintly.

"It's all right, we're in no hurry. Sir, why don't you give us a performance? Satisfy our curiosity."

[Of course, mainly theirs...]

After hearing Ye Fan's words, everyone immediately fixed their eyes on Oscar.

There was definitely something wrong with this guy!

Oscar instinctively sensed that something was off.

A performance?

But the next moment-

Under the influence, Oscar unconsciously raised his hand and formed an Orchid Finger gesture.

"Soul mantra: I Have a Big Sausage~"

As his words fell, a sausage appeared out of thin air in Oscar's hand, making Xiao Wu's eyes light up.

She could give that performance sixty-six points.

"Huh??"

Staring at the sausage that had suddenly appeared in his hand, Oscar was dumbfounded.

What was going on?!

How had he used his soul skill without even meaning to?!

Was this a haunting?

Ye Fan had not used a soul skill, so Oscar had even less reason to suspect that he was responsible.

He merely assumed he had subconsciously followed Ye Fan's words.

After hearing Oscar's soul mantra, the three girls' brains froze for a moment.

Once they recovered, they speechlessly lowered the sausages in their hands.

"Filthy!"

"Pervert."

"This sausage... let's cut it off."

All three girls cast disdainful looks at Oscar.

Oscar: "..."

This was exactly why he hadn't wanted to perform!

Sure enough, put him in front of proper ladies who knew all the dirty jokes, and he would crash...

His face full of grievance, he hurriedly spoke up.

"I-I'm innocent! It's not like I wanted my soul mantra to sound like that... please don't misunderstand!"

As he spoke, he looked at Ning Rongrong, hoping to make her believe him.

"Hmph."

All Oscar's explanation earned him was a cold snort from Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong turned her head away in disgust and returned the sausage in her hand to Ma Hongjun.

Zhu Zhuqing discreetly tossed her sausage away.

Xiao Wu was just about to shove her sausage into Tang San's hands when she turned and saw that Ye Fan had already started eating.

"!!!"

"Ye Fan... h-how can you still eat it after hearing that soul mantra? Spit it out! You'll get dirty!"

Xiao Wu cried out and lunged at Ye Fan.

She hurriedly tugged at him, trying to dig the sausage out of his mouth.

"Stop fussing... chew, chew, chew..."

Ye Fan chewed a couple of times and reached out to wrap an arm around Xiao Wu's waist, keeping her from squirming.

"His soul mantra might be a little filthy, but the sausage tastes perfectly normal. It's no worse than what you can buy in Suotuo City."

Hearing that, Oscar was so moved he nearly shed tears.

After all these years, had someone finally understood him?

He shakily gave Ye Fan a thumbs-up. "Brother, you know quality... come to my room for sausages anytime. I won't charge you a single Copper Soul Coin."

Ye Fan: "..."

After hearing that, he suddenly didn't want to eat anymore either.

Everything was perfectly fine, but he just had to disgust me, didn't he?!

The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched, and he put his sausage into his Soul Tool.

If he ever ran out of money for food, it could tide him over.

Afterward, under Ma Hongjun's guidance, they arrived at an open sports field.

Someone was sunbathing in the middle of the field.

"Wait here a moment. I'll go wake Teacher Zhao."

With that, Ma Hongjun ran toward the figure dozing in a chair nearby.

"Teacher Zhao, everyone who's made it to the final round this year is here~ Aren't you going to get up and take a look?"

Zhao Wuji removed the fan covering his face and looked up at the sun.

"So soon?"

There was still some disbelief in his voice.

It wasn't even noon yet.

"Teacher Zhao, would I lie to you about something like this?"

Somewhat annoyed, Ma Hongjun pointed toward Ye Fan and the others.

"Look, aren't they all over there waiting for you?"

Hearing this, Zhao Wuji looked in the direction Ma Hongjun was pointing, and sure enough, several people were standing there.

"Oh? What special day is it today? So many of you have come at once."

At the sight, Zhao Wuji grinned and rose from his chair.

Ma Hongjun muttered beside him.

"Admissions day, obviously. What else could it be... ow!"

He had barely finished when Zhao Wuji slapped him aside.

Ye Fan was also sizing up the man before him.

Unkempt, powerfully built, and fierce-looking.

So this guy was Zhao Wuji.

I wonder how many Gold Soul Coins I could earn by selling him out to Spirit Hall...

He glanced at Tang San out of the corner of his eye, then quietly began broadcasting his thoughts.

[In my previous life, on this very day during the entrance assessment, Xiao Wu went to protect Tang San during the fight and ended up severely injured by this guy... this time, that won't happen again.]

Xiao Wu: "???"

What?

I protected Tang San?

Seriously?

Hearing his voice, Ning Rongrong also glanced at Xiao Wu in confusion.

Judging by Xiao Wu's attitude toward Tang San... she didn't seem at all like someone who would do that.

"!!!"

Tang San's heart jolted at those words.

He was so moved he nearly cried.

Xiao Wu... she really does still have me in her heart.

In this life, I will never let Xiao Wu suffer the slightest harm!

Tang San's hand instinctively rested on his Soul Tool.

All his hidden weapons were stored there.

Among them was the Gang Pai Thunderclap, a new hidden weapon he had developed himself.

This time, with his new hidden weapon, he would never let Xiao Wu get hurt so easily!

"Kids, I'm very pleased that you managed to make it here."

Zhao Wuji folded his arms and swept his gaze over them.

"But if you want to enroll, you'll still have to get past me."

He pulled a stick of incense out from behind his back.

"If you want to enroll, you'll need to work together and last against my attacks for the time it takes one stick of incense to burn... before that, I'll give you one stick of incense's worth of time to get to know each other and discuss tactics.

You can begin now."

With that, Zhao Wuji lit the incense in his hand, stuck it into the ground, and returned to his seat.

Ye Fan glanced at the people around him and smiled. "I don't think we need to introduce ourselves now, do we?"

During the tests earlier, everyone had already seen what they needed to see.

"Just tell us what you're good at and what your martial soul's abilities can do."