After reassuring Zhao Wuji, Tang San turned to Flender. "Dean, are you satisfied with my answer?"
Flender was utterly shocked. A Soul Elder had actually managed to injure a Soul Saint-and Zhao Wuji, the Immovable Wisdom King renowned for his defenses, at that.
He asked Tang San tentatively.
"Those golden streaks you threw at Teacher Zhao Wuji just now-were they the particles that fell out of that shattered crystal?"
"Exactly..." Tang San nodded without concealing anything and explained.
"That crystal is called plate crystal. In the hands of our Tang Sect members, the particles released when it is smashed can become Plate Crystal Hairpin Dragon Whisker Needles, easily piercing a Soul Saint's defenses.
"And once they enter the body and lose the support of Soul Power, they curl into balls, causing the target tremendous pain."
"Stop yammering and get those things out of me! Take another second, and I'll slap you dead even if it means seriously injuring myself!"
Seeing Tang San chatting with Flender as though nothing had happened, Zhao Wuji's eyes nearly split with fury. He wanted nothing more than to kill the brat who had used him as a test subject.
"All right... I'll pull them out right away."
Tang San finally realized he seemed to have gone too far.
If he did not remove those Dragon Whisker Needles soon, Teacher Zhao Wuji would probably want to strangle him.
Tang San then walked over to Zhao Wuji and pulled the Dragon Whisker Needles out one by one.
Looking at those golden particles, Zhao Wuji still could not understand it. These things could actually injure him? Wasn't that absurd?
Meanwhile, looking at those golden particles, Flender felt his heart bleeding.
Had he known how formidable they were, Zhao Wuji would have insisted on making the boy pay him