"I'll go up and restrain him. Just look for an opening to attack," Tang San said again.
Cao De ignored Tang San. With a wave of his hand, the Thousand-Blade Demon Sword appeared. "Dumbass!"
Tang San paid no mind to Cao De's insult.
A level eighty-one Soul Douluo, and you really think it'll be that easy? You'll be in for it soon!
Tang San looked at Cao De's back, sneering inwardly. He turned to Ning Rongrong and said, "Rongrong, stand behind me in a moment."
"Just call me Ning Rongrong." Ning Rongrong fought back the urge to curse at him, gave him a polite reply, and followed Cao De.
Zhu Zhuqing coolly tossed her hair and followed Cao De as well.
Tang San was left standing alone at the very back.
"Looks like you're ready." Zhao Wuji knocked his fists together.
Zhao Wuji gave Cao De several searching looks. Dai Mubai had just told him that Cao De was an arrogant genius.
A genius couldn't afford to be too arrogant.
Only humility would take a genius further, and only tempering would help one grow better.
Zhao Wuji grew even more excited. Here was a genius who would grow better under his tempering!
"The seven treasures hold exquisite wonders. First: Strength! Second: Speed!" The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda appeared in Ning Rongrong's hand, and she instantly bestowed buffs on Cao De and Zhu Zhuqing.
"Hell Stab!" Zhu Zhuqing vanished, reappearing behind Zhao Wuji the very next instant. Her nails, formed from soul power, raked across his back.
Sparks flew, but there wasn't the slightest trace of injury on Zhao Wuji's back.
"Is that all you've got?" Zhao Wuji curled his lips into a cold sneer, sending a pulse of soul power out around him.
His immense soul power surged toward Zhu Zhuqing.
Just then, Cao De appeared beside Zhu Zhuqing, wrapped an arm around her slender waist, and darted aside.
A strand of Blue Silver Grass followed close behind, originally meant to wrap around Zhu Zhuqing so Tang San could play the hero rescuing the beauty.
But Cao De was simply too fast. Tang San had no time to react, and the Blue Silver Grass shot straight toward Zhao Wuji.
Riiip!
The Blue Silver Grass certainly couldn't hurt Zhao Wuji, but his trousers weren't nearly as tough as he was. It pierced straight through them.
A flash of red was exposed.
Zhao Wuji's weathered face reddened too, first with embarrassment, then with humiliation-fueled rage.
He turned to look at the owner of the Blue Silver Grass-Tang San.
Zhao Wuji's fiery glare looked murderous, and Tang San immediately panicked.
"Teacher Zhao, it was an accident," Tang San explained, involuntarily shuffling backward.
Blinded by humiliation and anger, Zhao Wuji cared nothing for that. He stomped down hard, instantly making the ground sink beneath his foot.
He hurled a punch at Tang San.
Tang San immediately used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and dodged aside.
Zhao Wuji followed close behind with another attack, and the two exchanged several rounds.
"Even a clay figure has a spark of anger!" Tang San growled.
A vicious gleam flashed in his eyes, and countless hidden weapons flew toward Zhao Wuji: Sleeve Arrows, Dragon Whisker Needles...
Zhao Wuji had never seen anything like this before. Instinctively, he exerted his whole body and dodged with all his strength.
Riiip!
His already damaged trousers split wide open, leaving his red underpants on the verge of bursting into view.
Zhao Wuji had been holding back during his earlier exchanges with Tang San, merely trying to preserve his dignity as a teacher.
Now, he was truly furious.
"Third Soul Skill: Gravity Enhancement!" Zhao Wuji roared.
Everyone present struggled to move.
Cao De reached Xiao Wu in two or three steps. The Thousand-Blade Demon Sword in his hand transformed into countless fragments, forming a protective dome in midair, and the gravitational field immediately vanished.
Tang San, however, had no protection from Cao De. The pressure forced him straight down onto one knee.
Zhao Wuji walked toward Tang San, step by step.
Relying on the martial arts he had secretly learned in his previous life, Tang San rolled like a donkey and put some distance between himself and Zhao Wuji.
"Fifth Soul Skill: Gravity Compression!"
As Zhao Wuji's voice fell, Tang San flew toward him against his will.
Tang San was ruthless too. Even as he flew, he released hidden weapons at Zhao Wuji's philtrum, crotch, face, heart, and throat.
He spared no effort in launching poisoned hidden weapons at every spot that could kill Zhao Wuji.
"First Soul Skill: Immovable Bright King Body!" Zhao Wuji unleashed his first soul skill.
The incoming hidden weapons were instantly deflected.
Zhao Wuji also seized Tang San firmly by the throat.
With just a little more pressure, Tang San would die.
"Zhao Wuji, do you know who my father is?!" Tang San forced the words through gritted teeth.
The anger Zhao Wuji had just struggled to suppress flared up again.
"Who's your father?!"
He slapped Tang San straight across the backside.
Smack, smack, smack!
Three slaps in succession.
Across his two lifetimes, this was the first time Tang San had ever been spanked. His face instantly flushed scarlet with shame.
"I'll kill you!" Tang San struggled desperately, spitting out threats.
Tang San felt a sudden chill on his thighs. Zhao Wuji had pulled his trousers off.
His rose-red underpants had an eagle embroidered on the front, but the eagle was stained with some unidentified white substance, making it rather unpleasant to look at.
Smack, smack, smack!
Another three slaps in succession.
Cao De laughed at the sight, but didn't forget to cover Xiao Wu's eyes immediately.
Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing quickly turned away, refusing to look at anything so filthy.
Only Dai Mubai was still watching intently. "Tang San, is your little chick trying to turn into an eagle?"
"I was wrong! Teacher Zhao, I was wrong!" Tang San stopped struggling with his hands and merely tried to cover the eagle design.
Seeing Tang San finally admit his mistake, Zhao Wuji felt he had salvaged some of his dignity and tossed him aside.
"All of you, come at me together. The one with the rabbit hair clip, you too!" Zhao Wuji said sternly.
He intended to use force to make these students fear and respect him.
"Teacher Zhao, Xiao Wu isn't feeling well." Wanting to earn Cao De's favor, Ning Rongrong spoke up first.
"You're all Soul Masters. In battle, who cares whether you feel well or not?" Zhao Wuji snapped, glaring at her.
Ning Rongrong had only just ventured out into the world, and Zhao Wuji's imposing presence frightened her into silence.
The Thousand-Blade Demon Sword appeared in Cao De's hand, along with three soul rings: purple, purple, and black.
"Zhao Wuji, let me trade a few moves with you."
"Purple soul rings? How did you manage that?" Zhao Wuji exclaimed.
Cao De answered with his first soul skill: Draw Cut.
Cao De appeared before Zhao Wuji at a terrifying speed, and a flash of purple blade light flickered past.
Sparks flew from Zhao Wuji's chest, followed by thin trickles of blood.
Zhao Wuji's contemptuous expression changed abruptly.
A level thirty-nine Soul Master had made him bleed with a single soul skill.
And that was with his first soul skill activated. Even a Soul Master of his own level would struggle to break through his defenses while his first soul skill was active.
Without his first soul skill, he might have died just now!
"Is the attack really this weak?" Cao De felt rather helpless.
This was the first time he had unleashed his first soul skill in full, yet it had only broken through Zhao Wuji's defenses.
Looks like I still need more practice.
Cao De now had a rough understanding of his own soul skill.
Zhao Wuji no longer dared to act overconfident.
"Third Soul Skill: Gravity Compression!" Zhao Wuji still wanted to use his previous approach.
He would seize Cao De outright, then teach him a lesson to establish his authority.
Yet Cao De remained completely motionless, as though the soul skill hadn't affected him at all.
A purple dome of light protected Cao De.
This was Cao De's second soul skill-Demon Sword's Protection.
It was a defensive skill that could also dispel all control effects.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Countless flying needles shot from Tang San's direction, heading straight for Zhao Wuji's back.
This Tang San is viciously underhanded! Zhao Wuji thought.
He swiftly dodged.
Tang San was baffled too. The hidden weapons strapped around his arm had flown out on their own.
Oh no!
Tang San was horrified. The hidden weapons just now contained a hallucinogenic poison.
It was something he used to save his life. Based on his research into Soul Masters, this poison was ineffective only against Titled Douluos.
Zhao Wuji was going to fall victim to it.
Sure enough, in the next instant, Zhao Wuji's gaze turned unfocused.
He crouched on the ground and began throwing a tantrum and rolling around.
"Teacher Zhao! Teacher Zhao!" Dai Mubai hurried forward.
"He's been poisoned with Hallucinogenic Powder." Tang San hurried over and quickly began detoxifying Zhao Wuji.
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