Chapter 63: Tang San Unleashed Great Shift and the Clear Sky Hammer, Slamming Acala into the Air
Overwhelmed by the overwhelming force of his Acala form, Zhao Wuji clearly disregarded the children before him, especially since they were only two girls attacking him head-on.
Zhao Wuji puffed out his hairy chest as a powerful golden light erupted from his form. Like a cannonball, his massive body slammed directly into Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, who were not far away.
Of course, as a Level 76 Soul Sage, Zhao Wuji couldn't use lethal force against them. He simply intended to quickly reach them, unleash the golden light of Acala's form, and knock them unconscious.
This assessment was essentially a warm-up exercise, stretching his muscles and testing whether these newcomers could cooperate and fight together. The results were clearly satisfying.
As for the fact that those who couldn't hold out for more than an incense stick would be eliminated under his control, Zhao Wuji had simply said it to scare the children.
Even if Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others didn't last the entire incense stick, Zhao Wuji would still have let them pass the exam. After all, their talents met the criteria, and they also had the daughter of Ning Fengzhi, the leader of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect.
With such a little princess around, how could Zhao Wuji dare reject them all? He simply planned to wait until the children believed they had been eliminated before sharing the good news.
Zhao Wuji's plan was sound, but just as his massive form was about to close in on Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, he suddenly caught the familiar, repulsive odor again, this time even more foul than before.
"What the hell? Who the hell let this out again…"
Zhao Wuji cursed, his eyes widening as he saw a massive mass of yellow Blue Silver Grass swiftly hurling itself towards his face from above, swirling in circles, more like a pile of shit than before.
Yes, just as Zhao Wuji unleashed his Acala body and prepared to charge towards Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San, using the Blue Silver Emperor in his hand, had already, from a distance, rapidly gathered all the yellow Blue Silver Grass released by Niu Dagang into a single, massive mass, which he then fiercely hurled at Zhao Wuji's face.
"Don't… don't come over here, it's disgusting…"
Seeing the massive mass of yellow Blue Silver Grass hurling towards him, the once-arrogant Zhao Wuji retreated in fear. Especially remembering the way the crew-haired Niu Dagang had farted at him earlier, he felt that this mass of yellow Blue Silver Grass was practically indistinguishable from shit, with the same stench.
If all of it were to hit him in the face, Zhao Wuji felt he wouldn't be able to eat for a month.
Niu Dagang, still struggling to fart, watched in amazement. He couldn't help but touch his crew-haired head and said with a puzzled expression.
"What's going on? My Blue Silver Grass, entwined, is now attacking on its own?"
"Don't come over here… don't come over here…"
Zhao Wuji, having activated his Acala body, retreated in terror at the stench of the yellow Blue Silver Grass. Most troubling of all, the activation of his Acala body not only increased his defenses but also sharpened his nose, making the nauseating smell even more unbearable.
Just as Zhao Wuji had retreated several steps, Tang San, who had been quietly controlling the yellow Blue Silver Grass, finally moved. With a slam of his foot, he rushed out, attacking Zhao Wuji from behind.
Tang San didn't use his Shadow Steps; his speed seemed roughly comparable to Zhu Zhuqing's. He unabashedly raised his fist and struck Zhao Wuji in the back.
Zhao Wuji immediately noticed Tang San's moderate pace.
From Zhao Wuji's perspective, the young man in black, armed with the Blue Silver Grass, was clearly trying to block his retreat and let that disgusting yellow Blue Silver Grass slam into his face.
How could Zhao Wuji tolerate this? He was the Seven Soul Ring Acala…
Zhao Wuji whipped his head around, glaring fiercely at Tang San charging towards him, and roared.
"Boy, you're courting death…"
But Tang San, seemingly oblivious to Zhao Wuji's words, continued charging at him relentlessly, raising his fist to smash into his hairy face.
Seeing Tang San advancing instead of retreating, Zhao Wuji's expression suddenly became furious. He raised his powerful palm and slammed it directly into Tang San's slender frame.
"Second Spirit Skill, Mighty Diamond Palm…"
With the disgusting mass of yellow Blue Silver Grass behind him imminently approaching, Zhao Wuji could only dispatch Tang San with a single blow, then free himself from the mass. At this point, he struck hard. Although he didn't use his full strength, he believed that if the young man had received such a blow, he would have been unable to leave his bed for a month.
Zhao Wuji was naturally quite ruthless. Furthermore, he'd known Tang San had no intention of enrolling at Shrek Academy and was only acting in aid of his sister, Xiao Wu. Therefore, he had no further concerns at this point.
"Hmm?"
Tang San's eyes grew serious as he watched the powerful Vajra Palm bearing down upon him. He had swung his left fist, but in that instant, he suddenly transformed it into a palm, completely unfurling his fingers. An invisible and powerful force suddenly surged from his left hand.
"Great Shift of the Universe…"
At that moment, Tang San's Nine Yang Divine Art's internal energy was fully activated. This force was completely invisible, much like Zhang Wuji's Great Shift of the Universe, and only Zhao Wuji, who was facing him, could sense it.
Zhao Wuji felt his raised hand being violently pushed back by an invisible force, causing his Vajra Palm to change direction, completely missing the young man.
"What's going on…"
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened, and he hurriedly tried to pull his hand back, but it felt as if it were being held down by a tremendous force, rendering it temporarily incapable of lifting.
The young man in the black suit had already rushed in front of him. Zhao Wuji could clearly sense an invisible force surging from him, the same force that was suppressing his Vajra Palm, but he couldn't describe the force.
"Excuse me, Teacher Zhao…"
Tang San, who had already rushed in front of Zhao Wuji, let a faint smile play on his face. He suddenly raised his left hand and slammed it hard into Zhao Wuji's hairy face.
Just as Tang San's left hand was about to strike Zhao Wuji's face, a pitch-black hammer suddenly emerged from his palm and smashed heavily into Zhao Wuji's thick, hairy face.
"Bang…"
After being struck by the combined power of the Clear Sky Hammer and the Great Shift of the Universe, Zhao Wuji didn't even have time to utter a cry of pain before his massive body was flung back, crashing right into the large mass of yellow Blue Silver Grass behind him.
The impact was catastrophic. Zhao Wuji's Acala-enhanced body slammed into the reeking mass, the yellow Blue Silver Grass splattering across his face and chest. The stench was overwhelming, and Zhao Wuji's face turned green as he gagged violently, unable to hold back the nausea.
"You… you little bastard!" Zhao Wuji roared, struggling to free himself from the sticky, foul-smelling vines. His pride as a Soul Sage was shattered, replaced by a mix of rage and disgust.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, still boosted by Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda and Tang San's Blue Silver Amplification, seized the moment. Xiao Wu launched a series of rapid kicks, targeting Zhao Wuji's legs, while Zhu Zhuqing's Netherworld Hundred Claws slashed at his exposed arms, drawing more blood.
Ning Rongrong, panting but determined, maintained her boosts. "Keep going!" she shouted, her voice strained but resolute.
Niu Dagang, watching in awe, scratched his crew cut. "My Blue Silver Grass… it's so powerful?" he muttered, completely unaware that Tang San was controlling it.
Zhao Wuji, now furious, activated his third spirit skill, Gravity Enhancement, to pin the group down. But Tang San, anticipating this, subtly redirected the remaining yellow Blue Silver Grass to tangle around Zhao Wuji's legs, slowing him just enough for Xiao Wu to execute another waist arch, flipping him into the air again.
As the incense burned out, Zhao Wuji crashed to the ground, his body covered in scratches and reeking of Niu Dagang's stench. He struggled to his feet, glaring at the group. "You… you pass," he growled, his voice hoarse with disgust. "But you, kid," he pointed at Tang San, "you're no support! What was that hammer?!"
Tang San smiled innocently. "Just an unstable skill, Teacher Zhao. I'm only here to help my sister."
Zhao Wuji snorted, unconvinced but too nauseated to argue. "Get out of here. Flender's gonna deal with you."
Xiao Wu cheered, hugging Tang San's arm. "Third Brother, you're amazing! That was so gross, but it worked!"
Zhu Zhuqing gave Tang San a rare nod of approval, her cold eyes softening briefly.
Ning Rongrong, catching her breath, leaned closer to Tang San. "You're full of tricks," she whispered, her tone teasing. "That hammer… it's not just an unstable skill, is it?"
Tang San chuckled, deflecting. "Just a little help, Rongrong. We all did our part."
From the woods, Hu Liena stepped forward, her fox-like smile widening. "Well played, little brother," she said, her voice dripping with intrigue. "But Spirit Hall's got plans for you."
Tang Hao, hidden nearby, clenched his Clear Sky Hammer. "That was my hammer… but that technique… Xiao San, who's teaching you?" His suspicions deepened, but he stayed silent.
Dai Mubai, watching the scene, gritted his teeth. "This guy's stealing everything," he muttered, his jealousy now a burning rage.
As Hu Liena approached, the air grew tense. Tang San's eyes narrowed, but his smile remained. The Shura Field was about to ignite.
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