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Chapter 94 - Fighting Zhao Wuji

Chapter 94: Battle Against Zhao Wuji

Seeing that the three had no objections, Tang San nodded with satisfaction.

"Then Ning Rongrong will provide support, Zhu Zhuqing will harass from the flanks, and Xiao Wu, you'll be responsible for drawing Teacher Zhao's attention head-on. Be very careful."

For some reason, the Tang God King felt an indescribable sensation when he looked at the girl with the scorpion braid in front of him, instinctively reminding her to be careful.

Xiao Wu, completely oblivious, waved her hand to indicate she understood, her eyes sparkling with eagerness.

Just then, Oscar, who had finished clearing the dining cart, also came over to Dai Mubai.

"Are they going to fight Teacher Zhao? That's going to be rough."

Dai Mubai nodded in agreement. He didn't think these students would last a single stick of incense against Zhao Wuji.

Ning Bei watched the scene from a giant tree not far away, a smile flitting across his eyes. He had already felt a spiritual probe, which he assumed was from Big Hammer Tang.

"Have you decided? You little brats, the time for one stick of incense is up."

The four nodded and took their positions opposite Zhao Wuji.

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji took out another stick of incense, lit it, and stuck it in the ground nearby.

"Seven Treasures turn into Glazed Tile, first is strength, second is speed, third is Soul Power."

Before Zhao Wuji could even call out "start," Ning Rongrong immediately summoned her Martial Soul, buffed the three, and then promptly fled far away.

Ning Bei's words still echoed in her mind.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda is a Martial Soul with a built-in taunt skill. The enemy will definitely target your position first. After buffing your teammates, run as far as you can. If they can't handle it, there's nothing a scrawny support like you can do anyway."

Ning Rongrong firmly believed this. Staying alive was nothing to be ashamed of.

Zhao Wuji, seeing this, was utterly bewildered. I haven't even said 'start' yet? You kids have no martial ethics!

However, among this group of children, there was actually a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and its level was so high. Truly little monsters.

Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing, feeling the amplification from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda for the first time, felt their entire aura surge. They couldn't help but inwardly praise it, as expected of the number one support Martial Soul in the world.

After reacting, they both summoned their Martial Souls and rushed towards Zhao Wuji, not even waiting for him to say "start."

Under the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's amplification, Zhu Zhuqing's speed dramatically increased. She quickly darted behind Zhao Wuji, her Second Spirit Ring flashing. Her claws swiftly struck him, moving so fast that afterimages appeared.

*Ding ding ding ding* The sound of metal clanging against metal was incessant.

Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly. Just by the sound, she knew her attacks were useless. What agile Soul Masters feared most was not being able to break through defenses, and this was even with a 40% increase in strength.

Xiao Wu also arrived in front of Zhao Wuji at this moment, wrapping her legs around his neck. Her First Spirit Skill, Waist Bow, activated, sending Zhao Wuji flipping head over heels.

*Bang!* A large crater appeared in the ground.

"Did it work?"

Tang San looked at his fallen teacher, a little stunned. Was that too easy...?

"Alright, as expected, I thought it was too simple."

From the crater where Zhao Wuji lay, a terrifying aura erupted as he entered Spirit Avatar state. A massive giant bear appeared behind him.

"You little brats really have no martial ethics. Don't blame this old man for giving you a good beating."

Seeing Zhao Wuji rise, Xiao Wu quickly activated her First Spirit Skill again and moved behind him. Netherworld Hundred Claws was unleashed once more.

The clanging of metal became even crisper.

"Are you trying to tickle me? Now go lie down."

As soon as his voice fell, Zhao Wuji's Soul Power surged around him, and Xiao Wu let out a muffled groan, then collapsed to the side.

Dai Mubai saw his chance and scurried over to her side, just about to reach out and help her up when a cold gaze fixed him in place.

The lecherous tiger could only give an awkward laugh and retreated.

"Next up is you, you little rascal. It felt good to make me face-plant, didn't it?"

Tang San no longer watched idly. He used two Soul Skills in quick succession. Countless Blue Silver Grass sprouted from the ground, binding Zhao Wuji like a zongzi.

Zhao Wuji, who was about to attack Xiao Wu, froze.

Xiao Wu's eyes lit up at the sight, and her First Spirit Skill, Waist Bow, activated again.

*Bang!* Another large crater appeared in the ground.

"You damned brats, that's enough! Immovable Bright King Body, Vajra Palm!"

The giant bear's first and second Spirit Rings flashed in succession. A strong golden light instantly burst forth from around Zhao Wuji, shattering all the Blue Silver Grass. Then, he slammed a palm towards Xiao Wu in front of him.

Xiao Wu saw this and knew she couldn't take the hit head-on. Her Third Spirit Ring's Teleportation activated, and she instantly appeared next to Rongrong, hundreds of meters away.

"Rongrong, this bear is really tough."

"Is that so? Then be careful."

Zhao Wuji stared blankly at his palm striking empty air.

A Soul Ancestor? Where did these little monsters come from? Did I accidentally stumble into a Titled Douluo-level kindergarten today?

Only then did he notice that Xiao Wu, in the distance, had four Spirit Rings, with the second and fourth being purple and black.

However, half the time for one incense stick had already passed, and now wasn't the time to be thinking about those things. I'm a Soul Sage, for heaven's sake. It's one thing to bully kids, but if I can't even handle these brats, wouldn't that be like my mom disappearing, making me lose face?

"That little rascal is too slippery. I'll start with you."

Seeing that he couldn't pin down Xiao Wu for the moment, Zhao Wuji charged directly at Tang San.

Tang San's pupils contracted slightly as he watched the burly man rush towards him, his mind racing for a counter-strategy.

"Blue Silver Grass is a waste Martial Soul, and it's still too difficult to face a Soul Sage-level opponent. This assessment is clearly testing our combat methods. I must show something impressive."

As he thought this, Tang God King's hands became as white as jade, then moved to the Twenty-Four Bridges on a Moonlit Night at his waist.

His Mysterious Shadow flickered, allowing him to dodge Zhao Wuji's attack.

Immediately, Bone Penetrating Needles, Willow Leaf Darts, and Sand Shooting Shadows rained down on Zhao Wuji as if they were free.

Zhao Wuji didn't react in time and received a face-full from the rain of Hidden Weapons.

The poison made his face alternate between green and pale.

Not far away, Ning Rongrong secretly thought, "Sure enough." She decided she needed to be more careful with her words in the future, otherwise, if so many needles pricked her, it wouldn't be a joke.

Having been played with repeatedly by the children, Zhao Wuji finally became truly enraged.

It's one thing for that little rabbit to be slippery, but you, little Blue Silver Grass kid, are like an eel—not just slippery, but a porcupine too.

"Third Spirit Skill: Gravity Enhancement. Fourth Spirit Skill: Positioning Tracking."

An enraged Zhao Wuji directly unleashed two restrictive Soul Skills. Tang San immediately felt his feet sink, unable to move.

Without Dragon Beard Needles, the current Tang God King couldn't break through the Vajra Bear's defense at all; only the poison on his Hidden Weapons could have some effect.

Seeing Tang San struggling to move, Zhao Wuji grinned ferociously and hammered a punch towards him.

He wouldn't dare use a Soul Skill; what if he accidentally killed him and Flender came to argue with him?

Tang San watched Zhao Wuji continuously closing in, his heart anxious. For a moment, he couldn't care about anything else. A small hammer appeared in his left hand, directly meeting the opponent's fist.

The moment the hammer appeared, Ning Bei clearly felt the aura locking onto him become filled with murderous intent.

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