Chapter 61: Tang San Uses Niu Dagang's Spirit Ability to Disgust Zhao Wuji. Niu Dagang, Worthy of Being Yu Xiaogang's Foolish Apprentice
Tang San smiled softly, nodded, and said nothing more. As far as he was concerned, as long as Zhao Wuji allowed him to take action, this exam would be easy to pass. He was simply passing this exam for Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong. Later, if Flender invited them, they could claim they had already become his disciples and legitimately refuse to join Shrek Academy.
Despite refusing to join Shrek Academy, Tang San wouldn't leave Soto City anytime soon. He wanted to wait for his senior sister, Hu Liena, to come from Notting Academy and then work together.
Seeing Zhao Wuji's attitude, Dai Mubai felt hopeless. He shamelessly stepped forward and spoke to Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and the others.
"Everyone, you should get ready. Teacher Zhao is a level 76 Battle Soul Sage, second only to the Dean in strength. His spirit is the Mighty Diamond Bear…"
"We can handle this on our own. You don't have to ask anything."
Xiao Wu felt annoyed when she heard Dai Mubai's words and couldn't help but glare at him fiercely. Dai Mubai's face twitched, thinking that if it weren't for Zhuqing, I, the Evil-Eyed White Tiger, wouldn't bother helping you.
But Dai Mubai was too embarrassed to say such words, so he could only glance at Zhu Zhuqing with a veiled glance before obediently shutting up.
Then Xiao Wu realized that this fourth level of the exam was not going to be easy. She bit her lip and said with some surprise.
"A level 76 Soul Sage? That's quite impressive. What should we do?"
"Well…"
Ning Rongrong remained silent, silently unleashing her spirit, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.
"What do you think, Third Brother…"
Xiao Wu then turned to look at Tang San.
In Xiao Wu's opinion, while Tang San couldn't beat her, he knew more about Soul Master combat.
Of course, she knew more than Tang San in some areas; she was a Rascal Rabbit, after all.
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing stealthily glance over, Tang San smiled faintly and stepped forward.
"Don't be nervous. Although I don't plan to join Shrek Academy, Teacher Zhao just said I can use my Blue Silver Grass to assist you. Teacher Zhao may be a Level 76 Soul Sage, but he certainly wouldn't take us kids seriously…"
With that, Tang San glanced at Zhao Wuji, who was still resting with his eyes closed, and after a moment's thought, he spoke.
"First, tell us about your respective spirits and levels. That's like introducing yourselves."
Seeing that Tang San seemed to be directing the battle, the three girls said nothing, but Niu Dagang, a bit displeased, couldn't help but mutter.
"Tang San, what right do you have to command us? If my Blue Silver Grass hadn't been disobedient just now, you would have been defeated by me long ago."
"Shut up, you bullshitter! Don't you want to pass this exam?"
Ning Rongrong couldn't help but turn around and glare at Niu Dagang. Then, she stole a glance at the young Tang San from the corner of her eye. Although she knew Tang San was only a Blue Silver Grass support spirit master, for some reason, she felt an inexplicable sense of trust in the young man in the black suit.
"What… your spirit is…"
Seeing the gleaming pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand, Niu Dagang seemed to remember something and suddenly stopped complaining. After all, this guy was the direct disciple of the useless Yu Xiaogang, so he was familiar with most of the mainstream spirits, especially the inherited spirits of the upper three sects.
Seeing Xiao Wu's puzzled look, Ning Rongrong took the initiative to introduce.
"My spirit is the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, and I'm also a support-type spirit master…"
"Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda, the continent's number one support spirit…"
Tang San feigned surprise at Ning Rongrong, then said with a smile.
"That's even more certain. Together, we're a double support."
"Great, great, that's even better…"
Xiao Wu clapped her hands happily, stamped her feet, and proactively released her two spirit rings.
"My spirit is a rabbit, a very cute one. My spirit power is level 28…"
Zhu Zhuqing, standing nearby, then spoke calmly.
"Netherworld Spirit Cat, level 27, Zhu Zhuqing…"
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing's cool demeanor at this moment, Tang San couldn't help but sigh inwardly. As expected of a little cat girl, she's just so aloof. No need to say a word.
Seeing all three girls talking, Niu Dagang, who was farther away, finally reacted. He quickly stroked his crew cut and said,
"My name is Niu Dagang. My teacher is a renowned master. My martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass, with a Soul Power of Level 24. However, I also have a self-created spirit skill: Niu Dagang's fart…"
"Don't use that self-created spirit skill. Just use your yellow Blue Silver Grass to restrict Zhao Wuji's movements. If necessary, you can also use your second spirit skill, Ghost Vine…"
Looking at the bewildered Niu Dagang, Tang San spoke eloquently.
"While your Blue Silver Grass won't affect Teacher Zhao, it should be able to disgust him… It could be considered a tactic."
"Disgust Teacher Zhao, what do you mean… And how did you know my second spirit skill is Ghost Vine Parasitism?"
Niu Dagang stared at Tang San with wide eyes. Although he felt somewhat dissatisfied with Tang San's orders, he remembered that his teacher, Yu Xiaogang, had asked him to join Shrek Academy. For the sake of passing this exam, he decided to endure it for now and question Tang San later.
Niu Dagang hadn't realized that, having lived with the loser Yu Xiaogang for several years, he'd adopted some of his habits. Now, their biggest commonality, besides their obvious crew cuts, was their stench.
That's right, Grandmaster stinks and doesn't like to bathe; Tang San had known this since their time at Notting Academy.
Niu Dagang, too, now carried a sour, stinking smell. The three women were staying away from him. Because of his stench, the yellow Blue Silver Grass he released would also carry his stench. Combined with the disgusting color, Tang San felt this was definitely a tactic.
Thinking of this, Tang San couldn't help but smile, muttering to himself.
"So, Niu Dagang isn't completely useless after all, especially since he's learned Luo Sanpao's fart tricks. He's really bringing Grandmaster's disgusting qualities to the extreme…"
Especially in this exam, Tang San felt Niu Dagang could be quite useful.
Then, a sudden flash of inspiration struck Tang San, and he looked at Niu Dagang again and said.
"By the way, Dagang, you just said you wanted to use your self-created spirit skill…"
"Yes, my self-created spirit skill is Niu Dagang's Fart. I learned it from Uncle Sanpao…"
Niu Dagang said proudly, but then he scratched his head and said,
"But… I just told Boss Dai that my fart isn't ready to be released whenever I want. I'm afraid I won't be able to release it when Teacher Zhao makes his move later."
Tang San suddenly smiled mysteriously and whispered.
"You don't have to release it. Just wait until you wrap Zhao Wuji with your yellow Blue Silver Grass. As soon as he looks this way, pretend to fart and point your butt at him… Got it?"
Niu Dagang was slow to react. He touched his short crew cut, stunned for a few seconds, and then spoke with a half-understood tone.
"You mean… you want me to scare Teacher Zhao with my fart? That's fine, hehehe. I knew my Niu Dagang's farts were the best…"
Xiao Wu stared blankly at Tang San for a few seconds, then seemed to understand what he was going to do. She quickly covered her lips, trying to suppress a laugh, thinking Zhao Wuji would be disgusted to death.
Tang San then turned serious and said to Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.
"You two, one on the left and one on the right, attack from the side…"
"Okay," Xiao Wu said happily, and Zhu Zhuqing nodded gently.
By then, the incense stick had almost expired. Zhao Wuji stood up, glanced at the burnt incense stick, and with cloudy eyes, looked at the people before him.
"You all, have you discussed it?"
"Yeah, no problem," Xiao Wu replied with a smile, then looked at Tang San beside her and waved.
"Third Brother, you don't have to do anything. Remember to assist me later."
Tang San nodded, then extended his right hand, releasing a brilliant Blue Silver Emperor. Two seemingly ordinary spirit rings rose from his feet.
"This kid is really just a Blue Silver Grass support spirit master… but why… I always feel he's not simple? He clearly has the qualifications to register, but he refuses to do it…"
Zhao Wuji couldn't help but look at Tang San, who was dressed in black, with his old eyes. Just now, when he was pretending to doze, he felt that this young man was somewhat mysterious, and he felt that he couldn't see through him.
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As Zhao Wuji unleashed his Vigorous Vajra Bear spirit, his seven spirit rings—two yellow, two purple, three black—erupted with overwhelming pressure. The ground trembled, and the candidates tensed. Even Niu Dagang's usual clueless bravado faltered under the weight of a Soul Sage's aura.
Ning Rongrong activated her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, her two yellow spirit rings glowing as she boosted the team's speed and strength. "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Speed Amplification!" she called, her voice steady.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing darted into position, their agility-based spirits ready to strike and evade. Xiao Wu's Charm skill flickered, aiming to disorient Zhao Wuji, while Zhu Zhuqing's Nether Spirit Cat made her movements nearly invisible.
Niu Dagang, following Tang San's plan, shouted, "Blue Silver Grass, Entangle!" His yellow Blue Silver Grass, reeking of his sour stench, shot toward Zhao Wuji, aiming to wrap his legs.
Zhao Wuji snorted, easily tearing through the vines with a swipe of his hand. "This stinks worse than a cesspool!" he growled, his face twisting in disgust. "What kind of Blue Silver Grass is this?!"
Tang San, from the sidelines, smirked. "Now, Dagang!" he called softly.
Niu Dagang, catching the cue, spun around, pointed his butt at Zhao Wuji, and made an exaggerated farting noise. "Take this, Teacher Zhao! Niu Dagang's Fart!" he bellowed, though no actual fart emerged.
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened in horror, and he instinctively stepped back, covering his nose. "You little—! That's disgusting!" he roared, momentarily thrown off balance by the sheer audacity.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing seized the opening. Xiao Wu launched a flurry of kicks, her Soft Skill techniques aiming for Zhao Wuji's joints, while Zhu Zhuqing's Nether Claw slashed at his flank. Ning Rongrong's boosts kept them fast and precise, though she was visibly straining.
Tang San subtly activated his Blue Silver Amplification, enhancing Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing's speed and recovery without drawing attention. His Divine Eye tracked Zhao Wuji's movements, waiting for the perfect moment to escalate if needed.
Zhao Wuji, recovering from the distraction, roared and unleashed a shockwave, knocking Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing back. Niu Dagang tried his Ghost Vine Parasitism, but Zhao Wuji shattered it instantly. "You're all too weak!" he taunted, advancing menacingly.
As the incense burned halfway, Tang San sensed the team faltering. He whispered to Ning Rongrong, "Switch to Strength Amplification. I'll handle the rest."
Ning Rongrong nodded, her pagoda glowing brighter. "Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Strength Amplification!"
Tang San then made his move. With a concealed flick of his left hand, he summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, channeling minimal power to avoid suspicion. He hurled it at Zhao Wuji's chest, the impact precise and muffled, making it seem like a fluke.
Zhao Wuji staggered, clutching his chest. "You again, kid?!" he bellowed, glaring at Tang San. "What kind of support throws attacks like that?!"
Tang San maintained his innocent facade. "Just an unstable skill, Teacher Zhao. I'm only helping my sister."
Zhao Wuji grunted, clearly skeptical but impressed. "Fine, keep it up. Let's see how long you last!"
With Tang San's intervention and Niu Dagang's disgusting distractions, the team held on. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing coordinated better, their attacks chipping away at Zhao Wuji's patience. Ning Rongrong's boosts, though taxing, kept them in the fight. Niu Dagang, despite his uselessness in direct combat, played his role by repeatedly threatening "farts," keeping Zhao Wuji wary.
As the incense neared its end, Zhao Wuji's attacks grew fiercer, but the team's resilience surprised him. When the incense finally burned out, he stopped, rubbing his chest where the hammer had struck. "Not bad, kids. You pass—barely. But you," he pointed at Tang San, "you're no ordinary support. Flender's gonna want a word with you."
Tang San bowed humbly. "Thank you, Teacher Zhao."
From the woods, Hu Liena watched, her fox-like eyes gleaming. "Clever, little brother," she murmured. "Using that fool's stench as a weapon? You're even more cunning than I thought." She prepared to step out, ready to confront Tang San.
Tang Hao, hidden nearby, clenched his Clear Sky Hammer. "That boy… he's playing a deeper game than I realized. Xiao San, just who is guiding you?" His suspicions deepened, but he held back, watching.
Ning Rongrong, panting, sidled up to Tang San. "That was brilliant," she whispered, her voice teasing. "Using that idiot's stink to throw off a Soul Sage? You're dangerous, Tang San."
Tang San chuckled, deflecting. "Just a tactic, Rongrong. We all did our part."
Xiao Wu, grinning, hugged Tang San's arm. "Third Brother, you're the best! That was so gross, but it worked!"
Zhu Zhuqing, silent, gave Tang San a lingering glance, her cold facade softening briefly before she looked away.
Niu Dagang, oblivious to his role, puffed out his chest. "See? My farts are unbeatable! Master will be proud!"
Dai Mubai, watching from the side, gritted his teeth, his jealousy of Tang San growing. "This guy… he's trouble," he muttered, plotting his next move.
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