Tang San, however, was not in very good shape. Seeing this, Lu Qian hurried over to him and asked quietly:
"Can you still hold on?"
"Sorry, I..."
"All right, stop talking. You look too weak. You need treatment!"
Without listening to what Tang San had to say, Lu Qian craned his neck and shouted:
"Oscar! Business is here!"
"Where's the business? Where's the business?"
Oscar's distinctive, soft voice approached from afar, carrying a hint of excitement. Soon, he appeared before everyone.
Without another word, Lu Qian tossed Oscar a Silver Soul Coin and said urgently:
"Hurry, hurry! Tang San and Xiao Wu are both hurt. Your Soul Power sausages should have some healing effects, right? You're a food-type Soul Master, after all."
"Ah, of course, of course!"
"Come on, come on! Make them fresh!"
"You got it!"
"I Have a Big Sausage!"
Accompanied by Oscar's sleazy soul incantation, several fragrant Big Sausages instantly appeared in his hands.
"Give me two. You feed Tang San, and I'll feed Xiao Wu."
Lu Qian took two Big Sausages from Oscar and headed toward Xiao Wu beside Tang San.
Tang San and Xiao Wu had both witnessed Oscar's sleazy soul incantation before, so Tang San was extremely resistant now, especially since Lu Qian actually intended to feed them to Xiao Wu!
But looking at Lu Qian's anxious expression, Tang San could hardly think ill of him.
Although Oscar's soul incantation was sleazy, the food produced by food-type Soul Masters did indeed have all kinds of effects. Healing injuries was not impossible.
"Lu Qian!"
"What?"
Lu Qian asked, struggling to suppress his laughter.
"Well, why don't we forget about it? I can manage on my own."
Tang San spoke with great difficulty.
"Tang San, you're already in this state, and you're still fussing over this crap? Hurry up and eat! Oscar, feed him! If he doesn't eat, I'm not paying."
Lu Qian lectured Tang San with righteous conviction. On top of that, Oscar was very worried that Lu Qian would demand the Silver Soul Coin back again, so he immediately stuffed the sausage in his hand into Tang San's mouth.
"Tang San, right? Eat up, eat up. These Soul Power Big Sausages of mine actually work very well. They can speed up recovery from physical injuries."
"Mmph!"
Tang San had only just turned his head when a thick, enormous sausage was stuffed into his mouth, choking him so badly that he could not even speak.
Yet what happened next made Tang San even angrier!
Lu Qian calmly opened Xiao Wu's mouth and stuffed his wicked, thick, enormous one into her mouth as well.
"Mmph! Mmph, mmph!"
Lu Qian did not even dare turn around now, because holding back his laughter had already twisted his expression beyond recognition.
Even Lu Qian himself felt that this move was downright rotten!
Tang San had clearly just risked his life fighting Zhao Wuji. Though he had failed, calling what Lu Qian was doing repaying kindness with enmity would not have been an exaggeration.
And the most hateful thing of all was that Lu Qian was actually forcing a Big Sausage into Xiao Wu's mouth right before Tang San's eyes. To Tang San, this was an immense humiliation.
Yet Tang San could not lash out, because Lu Qian's intention was to help him and Xiao Wu recover from their injuries.
Xiao Wu, in particular, was already unconscious and needed to replenish her Soul Power even more!
In the end, Tang San could only swallow his shattered teeth along with his grievances!
Now Tang San no longer resisted Oscar's Big Sausages. After quickly eating two, he hurried to Lu Qian's side, suppressing his anger and striving to remain calm as he said:
"Lu Qian, thank you. Let me take over."
"Come on, why are you being so polite with me?"
When Lu Qian turned around, he saw that Tang San's eyes had gone red from holding it all in. Even the words "thank you" seemed to have been squeezed through his teeth.
So Lu Qian quickly abandoned his plans to keep teasing Tang San and handed him the Big Sausage.
"Lu Qian, right? Come here."
Suddenly, Zhao Wuji turned his attention to Lu Qian.
In fact, Zhao Wuji had already begun paying attention to him from the moment Lu Qian spotted Zhu Zhuqing.
He had been as light as a swallow when he ran toward Zhu Zhuqing. How did that look like an injured person?
And nothing in Lu Qian's subsequent actions suggested he was injured anywhere, so Zhao Wuji was now very interested in him.
When Zhao Wuji called him over, Lu Qian did not dare act too brazenly either. He slowly walked up to Zhao Wuji and said quietly:
"Teacher Zhao, did you want me?"
"That's right. You, fight me again."
"Me? Haven't I already lost?"
Although he said that, joy blossomed in Lu Qian's heart. He had been worrying about how to bring it up.
"Cut the crap! You're a dishonest little brat, daring to hide your strength."
Hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Tang San could not help glancing at Lu Qian.
Lu Qian hurriedly denied it:
"Teacher Zhao, you need evidence when you say things like that. How have I hidden my strength?"
"Hmph. I'm giving you two choices now. Either you take the initiative to fight me, or you're forced to fight me."
Lu Qian understood as soon as he heard that. Either he, Lu Qian, took the initiative, or Zhao Wuji would!
"Then what if I accidentally get lucky and win?"
"You, you, and all of them can enter Shrek Academy."
"Really?"
"I'm the Vice President of Shrek Academy. When the president isn't here, I'm the boss!"
"Impressive!"
Lu Qian hurriedly buttered him up.
"Enough chatter. Begin!"
Zhao Wuji immediately lit the fourth stick of incense.
"Wait!"
"What now?"
"We're too close!"
"Hmph!"
Zhao Wuji snorted and swiftly retreated. Lu Qian did the same.
When the distance between them was nearly seventy or eighty meters, Zhao Wuji stopped and roared at Lu Qian:
"Don't push your luck, brat!"
"That's enough, that's enough!"
Lu Qian hurriedly replied.
"Then I'm starting!"
After saying that, Zhao Wuji immediately entered Martial Soul Possession. In truth, he had requested this fight to give these youngsters a chance.
Which of Lu Qian and the others was not a promising seedling?
Even in the imperial academies of the two great empires, they would be elites, so Shrek Academy would never be foolish enough to let these children go.
Thus, Zhao Wuji had two aims in fighting Lu Qian: first, to see his true ability, and second, to go a little easy on him and admit this group of children.
Yet once he began fighting, he soon changed his mind.
"Second Soul Skill, Parasitism, activate!"
As Lu Qian's second soul ring lit up, more than a dozen stalks of Blue Silver Grass rapidly sprouted from Zhao Wuji's body, restricting his movements and pinning him in place almost instantly.
"When did you plant those?!"
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