Dai Mubai also shared what he knew about Zhao Wuji then: "Teacher Zhao is our academy's vice dean. His Martial Soul is the Great Strength Vajra Bear."
"A level seventy-six Battle Soul Saint, second only to Dean Flender in overall strength."
"His Soul Rings have the optimal configuration: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black."
"The Great Strength Vajra Bear is an exceptionally powerful beast Martial Soul. It has no weak points anywhere on its body, and its defense is terrifying."
"Even Soul Saints at his level have a hard time dealing any effective damage to him."
"Moreover, all seven of his Soul Rings enhance attack and defense. Put that way, you should understand how terrifying Teacher Zhao is."
"All you can do is hope Teacher Zhao doesn't take beating you up too seriously."
Dai Mubai shook his head helplessly.
Tang San looked at the other four and spoke first. "My name is Tang San. Tool Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. Level twenty-nine Control-Type Battle Spirit Master."
His expression, however, was rather grim.
Of the five of them, Jin Jiuxiao, the strongest beast Martial Soul wielder, had been excluded from the team assessment by Flender.
When Tang San heard Zhao Wuji's assessment criteria, his plan had been for him and Jin Jiuxiao to coordinate with each other.
After all, only the two of them possessed movement techniques.
Jin Jiuxiao would use Lightning Speed to keep him occupied head-on, while Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and hidden weapons to support him from the flank.
As long as Zhao Wuji didn't fight seriously, lasting an incense stick's worth of time with the other three's help wouldn't be difficult.
Yet Flender had insisted that Jin Jiuxiao take the assessment alone.
That had undoubtedly disrupted Tang San's plans.
Xiao Wu followed Tang San. "Xiao Wu. Martial Soul: Soft Bone Rabbit. Level twenty-nine Power Attack System Battle Soul Master."
Ning Rongrong hesitated before saying, "Ning Rongrong. Tool Martial Soul: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. Level twenty-six Support-Type Tool Soul Master."
"Your Martial Soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?" Tang San was somewhat surprised. "Then does that mean you're from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect?"
He had learned a great deal of common knowledge from Yu Xiaogang over the years.
A Martial Soul like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's was passed down through a single bloodline.
No one outside its direct descendants could possess it.
Grandmaster's assessment of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, this tool Martial Soul, consisted of one simple sentence: the most powerful support Martial Soul on the entire continent, and the best partner for all combat-oriented Soul Masters.
A trace of shock also appeared in the others' eyes.
They hadn't expected even a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect to come to Shrek Academy...
Ning Rongrong stuck out her cute little tongue. "Stop focusing on me. Let's figure out how to pass the test in front of us first."
"My two Soul Skills increase strength and speed respectively, by around thirty percent. Keeping them going for an incense stick's worth of time definitely won't be a problem."
Ning Rongrong noticed surprise in everyone else's eyes.
Only Jin Jiuxiao's expression remained completely unchanged, as though he had heard something utterly commonplace.
Ning Rongrong couldn't help growing curious. Just where did this guy come from?
Zhu Zhuqing suppressed the shock in her eyes, her manner still cold, and said indifferently, "Zhu Zhuqing. Martial Soul: Hell Spirit Cat. Level twenty-seven Agility Attack System Battle Spirit Master."
Finally, everyone, including Dai Mubai and Oscar, turned their gazes toward Jin Jiuxiao.
"Jin Jiuxiao. Elemental spirit Martial Soul: Rey."
Although his Martial Soul could be classified as a beast Martial Soul, that wasn't precise enough.
More accurately, it should be a naturally formed electric elemental spirit.
Seeing that Jin Jiuxiao had no intention of continuing, Tang San didn't mind and spoke up, drawing everyone else's attention back to himself. "Ning Rongrong will support the three of us."
"Xiao Wu will handle the main offense. I'll control Teacher Zhao's attacks and restrict him as much as possible, while helping Xiao Wu attack him head-on."
"Zhu Zhuqing, sorry for the trouble, but please use your speed to keep him occupied from the flank."
Once they had finished discussing their plan, the incense stick on the ground had nearly burned out.
"Are you ready?" Zhao Wuji's booming voice rang out.
Tang San nodded at Zhao Wuji. "We can begin, Teacher Zhao."
Jin Jiuxiao, meanwhile, stepped back to Oscar's side.
"Buddy, aren't you nervous at all?" Seeing how relaxed Jin Jiuxiao was, Oscar couldn't resist striking up a conversation.
"What's there to be nervous about?" Jin Jiuxiao suddenly caught the aroma of meat. "Where's that meat smell coming from?"
"Huh?" After Jin Jiuxiao mentioned it, Dai Mubai also noticed that Oscar had brought his food cart over. "Little Oscar, you fucking...!"
"Grilled sausages?" Jin Jiuxiao smacked his lips a couple of times.
It really did seem like he hadn't eaten any in a long time. "Give me a few. You need something to snack on while watching a show."
He turned his hand over, took out a Gold Soul Coin, and flicked it lightly into Oscar's hand.
Oscar's eyes lit up. "You got it! Eat as many as you want! I'll keep you full!"
"No, don't. Jin Jiuxiao, let me tell you, this is Oscar. He's fourteen, his food-type Martial Soul is a sausage, and he's also a student at our academy."
"Those sausages of his..." Dai Mubai found it rather difficult to say.
"Hey, hey, hey, Boss Dai, don't undermine me!" Oscar couldn't help protesting.
"Why don't you recite that soul incantation of yours again?"
"Please don't..." Oscar was on the verge of tears. "This is my first sale this month!"
A whole Gold Soul Coin!
Jin Jiuxiao had tossed it to him without even looking. He was definitely a rich guy!
"Are you going to say it or not?" Dai Mubai raised his fist.
Oscar let out a long, forlorn sigh, handed the Gold Soul Coin back to Jin Jiuxiao, and summoned his Martial Soul. "I Have a Big Sausage..."
A sausage appeared in Oscar's palm.
Jin Jiuxiao, however, was utterly unconcerned and flicked the Gold Soul Coin back onto Oscar's little food cart. "That's it?"
"Little Oscar, put it on a skewer for me."
"And give me a few more."
"You sure you'll keep me full?"
Something on this level fell far short of the creativity of the netizens in his previous life.
This level of lewdness was the lowest of the low, far too childish.
Food was food. A single sentence wasn't going to change its nature.
Tears slipped from the corners of Oscar's eyes. "Brother! You're the first person in all these years who hasn't looked down on my Martial Soul!"
No one wanted to eat his sausages, yet Jin Jiuxiao, whom he had only just met, didn't mind at all!
"I'll keep you full! Absolutely! Whenever you want some, I, Oscar, will grill them for you anytime, anywhere, for the rest of my life!"
Oscar darted over to the food cart, his movements brimming with enthusiasm. He put the three sausages he already had back over the charcoal to warm them up a little before handing them to Jin Jiuxiao.
"I Have a Big..."
"I Have a..."
"I..."
Oscar summoned five Big Sausages in a row. "Brother, is that enough?"
"That should about do it. Put them on the grill. Oh, and add some chili, or they won't have any flavor."
"You got it! They'll be ready right away!"
Seeing Jin Jiuxiao actually eat a sausage, Dai Mubai felt as though his worldview had been rewritten.
He stared at Jin Jiuxiao in disbelief. "Jin Jiuxiao, you... really don't feel the slightest bit put off?"
Jin Jiuxiao chuckled. "What's there to be put off about? Believe it or not, when I whip out my sausage, it's bigger than any of yours."