Lu Qian, get serious, we're fighting here

Although Lu Qian had said he would coast along, he couldn't make it too obvious.

"Third Soul Skill, Spider Web Restraint!"

Lu Qian restrained Zhao Wuji again, though for less than a second.

But in that half-second, Tang San decisively seized the opening and closed in on Zhao Wuji.

Much like in the original plot, Tang San feigned an attack on Zhao Wuji's chest, throwing him off balance again, except this time Tang San used the deft finesse of four ounces deflecting a thousand pounds.

Although Zhu Zhuqing wasn't there to harass him, Lu Qian's presence more than made up for that shortcoming.

His second Soul Skill, Parasitism, activated on Zhao Wuji from time to time, precisely disrupting his exertion of strength each time. This was also what ultimately allowed Xiao Wu to successfully unleash her First Soul Skill, Waist Bow.

"Up!"

Tang San used practically every ounce of strength he had to hoist Zhao Wuji bodily into the air!

"Xiao Wu!"

At the same time, Xiao Wu's First Soul Ring rapidly lit up as she activated Waist Bow!

Xiao Wu swiftly charged toward the airborne Zhao Wuji, her long legs instantly winding around his waist as her hands seized his ankles.

Under the effects of her First Soul Skill, Xiao Wu actually spun Zhao Wuji's massive body through three full rotations in midair!

Finally, with a sharp cry, Xiao Wu slammed Zhao Wuji headfirst toward the ground!

Bang!

With a tremendous crash, Zhao Wuji came to grief.

Probably even Zhao Wuji himself would never have imagined that Xiao Wu's Waist Bow would smash him straight into the ground!

And his head was stuck directly in the dirt. Whatever else might be said, he had certainly lost all face.

Seeing Zhao Wuji like that, Xiao Wu couldn't help asking:

"Little San, did we hit him too hard?"

"Teacher Zhao hasn't used any Soul Skills yet."

Tang San remained very calm.

But his current condition didn't seem particularly good. He had consumed quite a lot of both Soul Power and physical stamina.

"Everyone, be careful."

Lu Qian also offered everyone a reminder.

Because by now, they had infuriated Zhao Wuji.

Soon, Zhao Wuji pulled his head straight out of the dirt.

His old face was flushed red, whether from being unable to breathe or from embarrassment was unclear.

Zhao Wuji brushed the dirt off his head and said irritably:

"Damn it, an eighty-year-old mother bowled over by a child. Looks like I really will have to get serious with you lot."

Actually, Zhao Wuji really couldn't blame anyone else this time. He was a dignified Soul Saint, facing a team of just one Soul Elder and three Soul Grandmasters.

Even if he hadn't used any Soul Skills, such an embarrassing situation really shouldn't have happened.

But with this lesson learned, Zhao Wuji wasn't going to keep holding back.

"Come on, let's continue!"

With that, Zhao Wuji charged straight toward Tang San and Xiao Wu.

After exchanging a glance, Tang San and Xiao Wu immediately used their combination technique called Meteor Man Hammer.

However, even with Lu Qian's help, this move only gave Zhao Wuji a tiny surprise.

Because next, Zhao Wuji actually unleashed his First Soul Skill!

"First Soul Skill, Immovable Bright King Body!"

The first of the seven Soul Rings on Zhao Wuji, a Yellow Soul Ring, instantly lit up.

An intense golden light erupted almost instantaneously. Xiao Wu, who was right beside Zhao Wuji and had no time to dodge, was immediately blasted into the air.

Xiao Wu let out a pained groan in midair and lost consciousness outright. Tang San, meanwhile, could barely fend for himself. Struck by the backlash from Immovable Bright King Body, he too spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Xiao Wu!"

Lu Qian, however, had enough strength to spare to catch Xiao Wu.

Almost in an instant, Xiao Wu was severely injured and unconscious, Tang San was severely injured and coughing blood, and Lu Qian had failed to coast along.

This was the true strength of a Soul Saint, even if it was only his First Soul Ring, even if it was only a Hundred-Year Soul Ring!

From one spot, he could glimpse the whole leopard. Lu Qian had finally witnessed the terrifying power of the Douluo Continent's higher-level combatants.

Just then, Zhao Wuji was admiring his "handiwork": an unconscious Xiao Wu, a blood-spitting Tang San, a stunned Ning Rongrong, and... a Lu Qian watching the show?

Lu Qian's gaze was also sweeping the battlefield. When he noticed Zhao Wuji looking at him, he immediately clutched his chest to show that he was badly hurt too.

But in reality, there wasn't a damn thing wrong with Lu Qian. Because he knew every attack Zhao Wuji would make, he always severed the Soul Power connection himself just before his Blue Silver Grass was about to be broken.

That was the benefit of abundant Soul Power!

Three whole Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings. Even Zhao Wuji, a Soul Saint, seemed to have only three Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings himself.

Seeing Lu Qian clutching his chest, Zhao Wuji withdrew his gaze, thoroughly satisfied.

A mighty Soul Saint, terrifying indeed~

"Xiao Wu!"

Tang San hurried to Xiao Wu's side to check her injuries.

Zhao Wuji, meanwhile, looked toward Ning Rongrong a short distance away and said with a smile:

"Little girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, it looks like you're the only one left now. We're just past halfway. Are you still going to continue?"

Ning Rongrong was somewhat at a loss, but her gaze involuntarily drifted toward Lu Qian.

Sensing Ning Rongrong's gaze, Lu Qian turned his head slightly and glared at her, but Ning Rongrong didn't know what he meant.

Their exchange of looks naturally didn't escape Zhao Wuji's eyes, and he immediately started toward Lu Qian.

But just then, Tang San suddenly spoke from behind Zhao Wuji:

"Teacher Zhao, I would like to fight you seriously. Let's start everything over. Please light another stick of incense. If I last until it burns out, then please allow all four of us to enter Shrek Academy together."

"Hm? By yourself? Just now, even the four of you together were no match for me."

Zhao Wuji spoke with some puzzlement.

"Please give me a chance."

Tang San repeated his request.

"Interesting. All right, then. I hope you can give me a surprise."

Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San, an inexplicable sense of anticipation rising in his heart.

Then the third stick of incense was lit.

However, just as Zhao Wuji and Tang San were preparing to fight in a very serious atmosphere, Lu Qian suddenly grew delighted.

All because a black-clad figure was approaching gracefully from afar.

"I knew it!"

Lu Qian couldn't help shouting.

He completely forgot about Zhao Wuji and Tang San, who were fighting nearby.

Zhao Wuji couldn't help looking back, only to discover that Lu Qian was actually bounding toward a little girl in the distance, a cheeky grin plastered across his face.

Utterly bewildered, Zhao Wuji thought, Wasn't this brat injured by the shock of my First Soul Skill just now?

But looking at him now, did he seem even the slightest bit injured?

"Lu Qian! Get serious, we're fighting here!"