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Chapter 44 - Chapter 40: Tang San's Malice.

Chapter 40: Tang San's Malice.

2023-04-04 Author: Fu Hejun

After Zhu Zhuqing said she hadn't taken a master yet, the atmosphere instantly became somewhat silent.

It seemed as if a peculiar atmosphere was brewing?

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Ning Rongrong quickly smoothed things over, saying, "Uh, let's first get past this current test. Firstly, my Martial Soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, with two Spirit Rings. It can enhance Speed and Strength Attributes for everyone. The Amplification is around thirty percent. It will definitely last for the duration of an incense stick without any problem."

A thirty percent Amplification is already a very good number. It's important to know that the reason the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul is considered the most powerful among Support Type Martial Souls is that for every Spirit Ring gained, it not only adds an additional Attribute boost, but also increases the Amplification effect of all previously boosted Attributes by another ten percent.

That is to say, if Ning Rongrong's Spirit Power reaches Level 30 or higher, she can not only amplify one more Attribute, but the Amplification effect for all Attributes will become forty percent. And so on, until by Level 70, she can instantly increase seven Attributes by eighty percent. What a terrifying effect this is.

If there was such a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master providing support, they could almost instantly double their own strength. The stronger the Soul Master, the better the Amplification effect of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda.

No matter where, whenever a Soul Master from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect appeared, they would immediately become a target sought after by all Soul Master organizations, drawing the attention of countless people.

Precisely because of this, Ning Rongrong's presence successfully drew everyone's attention, making them temporarily overlook Zhu Zhuqing.

Learning that the situation was different from what he had expected, Dai Mubai inexplicably felt a surge of satisfaction at having someone else share his misfortune. He then returned to reality and said, "Your trio's combination is quite good; you have no overlapping Martial Soul types. How you defend against Teacher Zhao's attack is up to you to decide." All he could think about now was Zhu Zhuqing not taking that person as her teacher, and what would happen to his own backer?

At this moment, Tang San, temporarily suppressing his malice towards Zhu Zhuqing, thought for a moment and said, "Ning Rongrong will be responsible for supporting the two of us. I'll be in charge of the main attack, and also controlling Teacher Zhao's attacks, restraining him as much as possible. As for you... Zhu Zhuqing, you'll use your speed to pin him down from the flank."

Tang San's tactics were very simple, even to the point of being utterly lacking in sophistication. In such a short time, they could only use such simple tactics.

"Have you finished discussing?"

Zhao Wuji's voice rang out, and the incense stick on the ground had burned to its end.

"Teacher, we can begin." Dai Mubai nodded to Zhao Wuji and quickly retreated to the side to observe.

Zhao Wuji stood up again, clasping his hands together and stretching his wrists. A series of jarring bone-popping sounds rang out, and the invisible pressure immediately intensified.

He produced another incense stick in his hand. Before he could light it, the group had already acted.

"Seven Treasures Turn Out Glazed."

Ning Rongrong spun flamboyantly in place, and dazzling multicolored light instantly burst forth from within her. Where the multicolored light converged, a colorful pagoda about a foot tall had already appeared in the palm of her right hand.

Treasure light flickered, exuding an imposing nobility. Ning Rongrong smiled, seemingly trying to create an ethereal, fairy-like impression. However, due to limitations in her appearance and demeanor, it wasn't as desired. Two yellow Spirit Rings rose from beneath her feet, quietly circling her body—looking inexplicably a bit unappealing.

"Seven Treasures Have Names, First: Strength."

The first Spirit Ring enveloped the colorful pagoda. As Ning Rongrong pointed with her left finger, two streaks of multicolored light simultaneously shot out, enveloping Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing respectively.

Immediately, a warm energy poured in. Both felt their entire bodies filled with power, and even the Spirit Power within their bodies surged like boiling water.

Zhao Wuji looked at Ning Rongrong with some surprise. "Goodness me, there's actually a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect among this year's students. Good, good. That old Flander is definitely going to be excited this time."

As he spoke, the incense stick in his hand was already lit. He casually tossed it, sticking it into the ground.

"Seven Treasures Have Names, Second: Speed."

Two more streaks of multicolored light gracefully drifted out, and Ning Rongrong's second Spirit Ring also took effect. The lightness of their bodies made Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing feel as if they had lost all weight. They secretly praised, indeed, it lived up to its reputation; this thing truly was the number one Support Type Martial Soul.

With Speed and Power simultaneously increasing by thirty percent, they immediately felt a significant surge in their strength!

At this moment, they couldn't help but think of Ye Cheng. They wondered how much strength that person's Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda could enhance.

According to common sense, at the Titled Douluo Level, the Amplification should be 100%.

However, a hundred-thousand-year Spirit Ring couldn't possibly be that simple. Perhaps it could amplify even more Attributes.

While the two still had the leisure to ponder, Zhao Wuji moved. He didn't charge towards the trio. Instead, he semi-squatted, bringing both fists down onto the ground simultaneously.

"Not good."

Tang San let out a low cry. The moment Zhao Wuji made his move, he already understood what his opponent was about to do.

With a dull boom, the ground trembled violently, and a wave of earthy yellow surged out, suddenly spreading towards the trio with the rhythm of the ground.

Zhu Zhuqing reacted quickly, and, being very close to Ning Rongrong, she directly flashed over, picked her up, and swiftly leaped to avoid the shockwave.

Zhao Wuji saw that his pounding fists on the ground had no effect, and a slight smile appeared on his face instead. He didn't rush to act again. He wanted to see what tricks these students had. After all, this was just a test, not a life-and-death duel.

Tang San looked at Zhao Wuji, who hadn't made a move yet, knowing that offense was the best defense. If they were to passively take a beating at this moment and let Zhao Wuji unleash his full strength, they would certainly have no chance. It would be better to attack instead of defend, perhaps gaining a bit more time.

"First Soul Skill: Entwine!"

The Spirit Rings around Tang San's body lit up as he activated his first Soul Skill, Mother's Entangle. This Soul Skill remained useful even for a God King.

However, due to limitations in his strength, it had little effect.

Zhao Wuji felt his entire body tighten. Thorn-filled vines had already entwined around his body; both his arms and legs were firmly bound. The vines tightened severely, releasing a strong paralyzing toxin.

At the same time, the vines rising from the ground pushed his body upward, seemingly trying to lift his feet off the ground. No matter how great a person's power, without roots beneath their feet, they cannot stabilize their body.

But Zhao Wuji merely showed a contemptuous smile at this, and then simply released his Spirit Power. With a sudden burst, the vines wrapped around his entire body instantly shattered, scattering in all directions.

Although Tang San's Martial Soul had already awakened into the Blue Silver Emperor, the strength of this Martial Soul itself lay in life, not in restraint or powerful offense. Therefore, even though it was stronger than the original Blue Silver Grass, its toughness was limited. It was impossible to restrain a Soul Saint.

(end of chapter)

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