Su Ming spoke seriously, "It's absolutely necessary. Teacher Zhao is already bending the rules by changing the fourth test, so we can't let him look down on us. Don't you all agree?"
As he finished speaking, Su Ming glanced around at everyone.
Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing all nodded in agreement.
Dai Mubai, however, looked at Su Ming in shock. This guy sure has guts! At our level, we can't even break through Teacher Zhao's defense, let alone defeat him!
Xiao Wu eyed Zhao Wuji and wanted to use her Eight-Stage Throw on him, but the gap in strength was too vast. Moreover, Zhao Wuji's defense was so formidable that if she attempted it, she might end up getting countered.
Seeing the group's spirits rise, Su Ming further encouraged Tang San, "Tang San, only the thing you got yesterday can penetrate Teacher Zhao's soul power defense. With your technique, I'm sure you can break through his defenses by concentrating on a point!"
Tang San saw everyone looking at him with anticipation and sighed, nodding. "Alright, since everyone agrees, I do think Teacher Zhao is going a bit overboard. Let's give it a shot and see if we can defeat him."
Dai Mubai widened his eyes in disbelief. You're the one with the lowest soul power here. Where do you get the confidence to say something like that?
Because Dai Mubai hadn't fought Tang San before, he still underestimated him. Even if Blue Silver Grass is somewhat special, it's still Blue Silver Grass.
Reluctantly, Tang San pulled out four Silent Wrist Arrows, handing one to each of his teammates. He winced as he did so, clearly not happy about parting with his tools. "These are Silent Wrist Arrows, a type of hidden weapon. Strap them on your wrist, and when I give the signal, aim them at Teacher Zhao and fire."
"These won't hurt Teacher Zhao, but if we all aim at one point, there's a chance we'll break through his defenses. Watch where I target, and fire together."
Everyone nodded in agreement, fastening the wrist arrows on their hands and inspecting them curiously.
Tang San thought to himself, If Su Ming wants me to use hidden weapons against Zhao Wuji, then I might as well take the opportunity. I'll let them try out the wrist arrows for now and see how effective they are. These are low-level hidden weapons, and I'll be making better ones in the future.
Tang San's main goal was for Ning Rongrong, a direct descendant of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan, to see the potential of hidden weapons, hoping to establish a future partnership. After all, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan was known as the richest clan on the continent. If he wanted to build the Tang Sect in this world, collaborating with them was ideal.
Once everyone was familiar with the wrist arrows, Tang San said, "That's the plan. When we fire the hidden weapons, Su Ming, you should use your wooden spikes to attack as well."
Su Ming nodded casually but then turned to Xiao Wu with a serious expression. "Xiao Wu, when you fight Teacher Zhao, you must not use your second soul skill. Understood?"
Xiao Wu tilted her head in confusion, "Why, Brother?"
Su Ming explained, "Your second soul skill, Charm, is powerful, but the level difference between you and Teacher Zhao is too great. If you use it on him, you'll be hit by the backlash."
"Teacher Zhao is known as the Immovable King for a reason. He won't be affected by your Charm, and you'll be in danger if you try it."
Xiao Wu nodded solemnly, acknowledging his point.
Dai Mubai glanced at Su Ming in surprise, impressed that he had thought of such a critical detail. Indeed, if Xiao Wu tried to charm Teacher Zhao, she'd be in serious trouble.
Given the short amount of time they had, they could only devise a simple strategy. Its effectiveness would depend on how well it played out in practice. After all, Zhao Wuji was far too strong for them, and this was their first time working together.
"Have you finished planning? Time's up!" Zhao Wuji's booming voice interrupted them.
The five turned to see that the incense stick had indeed burned out.
"Teacher, we're ready," Dai Mubai nodded to Zhao Wuji before stepping aside to observe the battle. He was eager to see how they fought, especially since Zhao Wuji's martial spirit and fighting style were both powerful, making him an ideal role model for learning battle techniques.
Su Ming, on the other hand, was curious about Tang San's hidden weapons. According to Su Ming, they would be crucial in defeating Zhao Wuji, but he still had his doubts.
Zhao Wuji stood up, cracking his knuckles as he stretched his arms. He lit another incense stick and stuck it in the ground.
The moment the incense was lit, Ning Rongrong moved swiftly. Since Zhao Wuji is fighting unfairly, why shouldn't I give us a little head start?
"Seven Treasures, Glazed!" Ning Rongrong twirled gracefully, her body glowing with rainbow-colored light. A radiant, seven-colored pagoda appeared in her right palm.
Her first soul ring lit up, "First treasure: Strength! Second treasure: Speed!"
Instantly, three beams of light shot out from her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, enveloping Tang San and the others, except Su Ming, who was by her side protecting her and didn't need the boost.
Tang San would not only use Blue Silver Grass to control the field but also rely on his Tang Sect martial skills for close combat, so the boost was essential.
Zhao Wuji raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Well, well! A Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan member among the candidates this year? Not bad, not bad! Flender is going to be ecstatic. And she's already a three-ring Soul Elder! Incredible! I should've asked Dai Mubai about their levels earlier!"
Tang San felt the changes in his body and marveled at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's power. The forty percent boost in strength and speed was astonishing.
With everyone in position, Tang San gave the order, "Activate martial spirits!"
The area was suddenly illuminated with various lights as everyone unleashed their spirits, leaving Zhao Wuji dumbfounded.
The weakest among them was Tang San, with only two soul rings. But based on his experience, Zhao Wuji could tell Tang San was close to obtaining his third ring.
The others, however, were all Soul Elders with three rings.
Wait, something wasn't right.
Zhao Wuji glanced over at Su Ming's direction and froze. What the heck? A four-ring Soul Ancestor?!
He shot a glare at Dai Mubai. "Dai Mubai, what's going on this year? Their average strength is over thirty levels, and there's even a four-ring Soul Ancestor!"
Dai Mubai sighed, "Teacher, you didn't ask. And besides, as the examiner, it wouldn't be fair if I told you their levels beforehand, now would it?"
Zhao Wuji was unfazed. All he could think about was that Shrek Academy was about to rise in prominence. No matter what, he had to keep these monsters enrolled!
For now, though, he could enjoy himself a bit and establish his authority as a teacher.
Seeing that everyone had activated their martial spirits, Zhao Wuji made his move. He crouched slightly and slammed both fists into the ground.
"Not good! Su Ming, protect Ning Rongrong!" Tang San exclaimed.
Su Ming knew exactly what Zhao Wuji was trying to do—target Ning Rongrong first to disrupt the support of her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda. But that was easier said than done.
In an instant, Su Ming wrapped branches around Ning Rongrong's waist, leaping into the air and pulling her up with him, avoiding Zhao Wuji's attack.
Tang San, seeing that Su Ming had protected Ning Rongrong well, felt relieved. Without needing to worry about her safety, he could fully focus on his own attacks.
He shouted, "Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, let's go!"
Offense was the best defense. They had to pressure Teacher Zhao as much as possible, preventing him from using his full strength.
Zhao Wuji, seeing that his attack had been dodged, smirked. Their reflexes were indeed sharp—not just for show.
As Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing charged toward him, Zhao Wuji didn't even flinch. He placed his hands behind his back, adopting a stance that invited their attacks.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing weren't going to miss such an opportunity. They refused to believe that without Zhao Wuji using soul skills, his defense could withstand their attacks.
Xiao Wu immediately used her Teleport to get behind Zhao Wuji, landing both feet on his shoulders and launching a flurry of kicks to the sides of his neck.
At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing found her moment to strike, using her Ghost Claw and Nether Hundred Claws to unleash a barrage of strikes at Zhao Wuji's waist.
Yet Zhao Wuji didn't budge an inch. Grinning, he teased, "You two girls don't seem to have much strength!"
Though Zhao Wuji said this, Xiao Wu's kicks were beginning to make him feel something. The force behind each successive kick was growing—impressive!
Zhu Zhuqing's attacks, however, were too weak. They were fast but lacked any real impact, feeling more like a tickle to him. But she was a speed-type, and given the difference in their power, it made sense.
Xiao Wu scoffed. "No strength? Then let me show you some real strength!"
"Brother!" she called.
Su Ming smiled and activated his fourth soul ring. "Fourth Soul Skill: Withered Tree Springs to Life!"
Suddenly, two beams of light enveloped Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.
Both of them immediately felt a surge of vitality, their strength seemingly increasing by 50%. The life energy wasn't just for healing—it energized them, much like Oscar's future Excitement Sausage, only Su Ming's ability was far superior.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged glances, both sensing the boost, and launched another round of attacks.
Zhao Wuji, intrigued by Su Ming's fourth soul skill, thought, So Su Ming really is a support-type soul master?
Xiao Wu leaped into the air again, this time targeting the back of Zhao Wuji's head.
Zhu Zhuqing, understanding Xiao Wu's move, used her Ghost Claw to strike toward Zhao Wuji's temple.
Would Zhao Wuji dodge this time? That depended on Tang San's control!
Tang San, noticing their extreme attack angles, feared that Zhao Wuji wouldn't stand still like before. He called out, "Su Ming, let's control Teacher Zhao together!"
"First Soul Skill: Blue Silver Bind!"
Su Ming knew that Tang San's Blue Silver Grass alone wouldn't be enough to hold Zhao Wuji, so he immediately followed up with his own skill.
"Wood Release: Great Tree Vines!"
As Zhao Wuji prepared to dodge, he suddenly felt his body tighten. Sharp-edged Blue Silver Grass had wrapped around him, tightening with immense force, while a paralytic toxin slowly seeped into his system.
And as if that wasn't enough, he saw Su Ming casting his own control soul skill. Wait, isn't Su Ming a support-type soul master?
Surrounding the Blue Silver Grass was now an additional layer of thick, sturdy vines.
At that moment, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's attacks hit their marks.
Unable to dodge, Zhao Wuji could only brace himself. His soul power shield quietly activated. There's no way these two girls can break through my defense, right?
Boom!
Zhao Wuji took their combined assault but wasn't harmed, thanks to his powerful defense.
Still, he couldn't help but feel surprised. The strength of their attacks had increased considerably compared to earlier. Is Su Ming's support ability even stronger than the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda?
Zhao Wuji cast a deep glance at Su Ming. What kind of monster is this guy? He has to enroll!
Xiao Wu frowned. Their attacks didn't seem to do much damage. His defense is just too tough!
"I don't believe this!" she declared.
"Brother, can your vines get any longer? I want to use my ultimate move!"
Su Ming understood immediately. Xiao Wu was about to use her Eight-Stage Throw.
"Of course. Use it as you please!"
Then Su Ming turned to Tang San. "Tang San, let's keep Teacher Zhao under control for now. When I give the signal, we'll retract our skills and let Xiao Wu unleash her strongest attack!"
Tang San, remembering how devastating Xiao Wu's throw could be, nodded quickly. He certainly didn't want to experience the full version of her Eight-Stage Throw himself.
Xiao Wu grunted, "Let's see if you can withstand this!"
"First Soul Skill: Waist Bow!"
Xiao Wu bent low, kicking Zhao Wuji into the air.
"Third Soul Skill: Teleport!"
In an instant, Xiao Wu teleported in front of Zhao Wuji, beginning her Eight-Stage Throw.
Since Zhao Wuji was tightly bound by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass and Su Ming's vines, Xiao Wu concentrated her attacks on his head, determined to turn him into a bruised mess.
Zhao Wuji, spinning helplessly mid-air under Xiao Wu's throw, began to feel the force of each subsequent kick increasing in weight.
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