NABC Chapter 14 Ruthless
Chapter 14 Ruthless
Chapter 14 Ruthless
Zhao Wuji was using his first soul ring skill, Immovable King Body.
Although it is only a hundred-year soul ring, the same soul skill will have different effects when used with different soul power.
With his level 76 soul power, he combined offense and defense, and immediately broke through the combined attack of Tang San and his two companions.
Of the four, only Ning Rongrong, who has no offensive capabilities, remains.
Although she was extremely anxious, she was powerless to do anything about it.
Zhao Wuji laughed loudly and suddenly accelerated, arriving in front of Tang San in just one step.
He raised his enormous hand, and his second spirit ring lit up at the same time. With the infusion of spirit power, his hand instantly turned golden and doubled in size, before striking directly at Tang San.
Tang San was still holding Xiao Wu and couldn't dodge immediately.
In the face of danger, Xiao Wu's second spirit ring lit up.
Her eyes suddenly turned blood red and stared straight at Zhao Wuji.
"They even have a confusion-type soul skill!"
Zhao Wuji felt a wave of dizziness. In his surprise, the speed of his giant palm's strike naturally slowed down, and the power was also greatly reduced.
His eyes shone brightly as he countered Xiao Wu's confusing soul skill.
The difference in soul power between the two was too great. Xiao Wu didn't even utter a sound before blood flowed from her mouth and nose, and she fainted in Tang San's arms.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Tang San used Ghost Shadow Tracks to escape Zhao Wuji's attack range.
Zhao Wuji's palm strike didn't actually land; he didn't intend to harm the children.
Otherwise, Tang San and Xiao Wu would have died on the spot.
Zhao Wuji did not pursue, but stood still and said, "Don't worry, she's fine. Although the effect of the confusion-type soul skill is good, her soul power is too different from mine, and she was affected by the backlash of her own soul power, which is why she fainted."
After saying that, he turned his gaze to Ning Rongrong and said with a smile, "Little girl from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, you're the only one left. Hurry up and admit defeat."
Seeing the enemy attacking, Ning Rongrong panicked.
Under the protection of her family, she never encountered any danger.
Just as Zhao Wuji raised his palm, intending to scare her, a figure instantly appeared and stood in front of Ning Rongrong.
"Teacher Zhao, it's okay to admit defeat, but please don't scare her!"
Zhou Yu appeared out of nowhere, seemingly out of nowhere.
With a loud "bang," a golden light flashed, and Zhao Wuji's giant hand was instantly repelled by a powerful force.
Even his strong, massive body couldn't help but take several steps back.
"What kind of soul skill is this?"
Zhao Wuji steadied himself, only to find that his entire palm was numb from the shock.
Upon closer inspection, one could see that the other party was holding some kind of weapon, and a wisp of white smoke was rising from the dark hole.
"Desert Eagle!"
Standing behind her, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
As the eldest daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, she naturally knew about the mysterious weapon Zhou Yu used.
That's why Ning Fengzhi sent Zhou Yu to protect Ning Rongrong.
Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, then asked with a puzzled look, "Kid, is this your... Martial Soul?"
Zhou Yu simply smiled slightly, seemingly uninterested in answering the other party's question.
He turned around, handed the Desert Eagle to Ning Rongrong, and said, "This was originally a birthday gift I prepared for you. You've seen its power; take it for self-defense."
Ning Rongrong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and shyly accepted the Desert Eagle, saying softly, "Such a precious gift, I..."
"Hey kid, you still haven't answered my question."
Zhao Wuji was displeased to be ignored.
Just then, Tang San, holding the soft and fluffy Xiao Wu in his arms, slowly raised his head. His dark eyes were devoid of any emotion, yet extremely profound.
He slowly walked up to Ning Rongrong: "Could you please take care of Xiao Wu for me for a while?"
Ning Rongrong paused for a moment, put away the Desert Eagle, then took Xiao Wu and asked softly, "What are you going to do?"
Tang San said angrily, "He actually dared to hurt Xiao Wu, I will never let him off easily."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards Zhao Wuji.
Seeing this, Zhao Wuji asked in confusion, "What, you want to continue?"
He had already acknowledged the extraordinary strength of these four teenagers, and the sternness in his words stemmed from his concern that they might become arrogant due to their exceptional talent.
Tang San shook his head and said loudly, "No, I hope to have a serious fight with you. Please light another incense stick. If I can last longer than the time it takes for one incense stick to burn, then please allow the four of us to enter Shrek Academy at the same time."
Zhao Wuji chuckled and replied, "Kid, you certainly have courage. But, there's no need to fight anymore. I acknowledge you four children..."
"No, let's start all over again! I want to pass the test fair and square."
Tang San interrupted Zhao Wuji, indicating that at this point, he had no intention of hiding his strength.
Xiao Wu suffered a severe blow, which greatly affected his emotions. If he couldn't get justice for his sister, then how could he be worthy of the title of brother?
He can make decisions for himself, and he can make decisions for Xiao Wu, but he cannot make decisions for the other two people.
Tang San turned to Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing, seeking their opinions.
Zhou Yu sneered, thinking to himself, "This guy's going to show off again!"
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing's dislocated arm had been set by Dai Mubai.
She regained consciousness, but her breathing was weak. Although she didn't want to stay in Dai Mubai's arms, she no longer had the strength to get up.
The innocent Ning Rongrong smiled slightly at Tang San: "Tang San, we are comrades-in-arms. My father taught me since I was little that I can't abandon my comrades. At worst, we can just leave together. Anyway, we've already lost, and the academies in the capital city certainly won't refuse us."
Encouraged by the other party, Tang San was overjoyed. He looked at Zhu Zhuqing again, who seemed to have no strength to speak, but she forced herself to nod.
Although it was only their first meeting today, the trust of his partner seemed to have given Tang San unparalleled power.
He turned around and faced Zhao Wuji again: "If I lose, then we'll leave together."
"..."
Although Zhao Wuji didn't understand the significance, since the other party wanted to fight, he had no reason to back down. He immediately laughed loudly and said, "Alright, then let me see what other power you have hidden to resist my attack."
Tang San stood there with his feet slightly apart, slowly gathering his inner strength.
The trust that Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing placed in him led Tang San to decide to show them his true power.
A line from the general outline of the Xuan Tian Bao Lu (玄天宝录) states: Never try to play the fool to fool the tiger, or you may easily become a real pig.
If they had just faced an enemy instead of a Shrek Academy teacher.
Then, Xiao Wu will probably have a hard time escaping.
But if you haven't even used your real trump card yet, won't you regret it for the rest of your life?
At this moment, his hands had gradually turned white, as white as jade, and between his ten fingers, there seemed to be a faint flow of air.
He lowered his head slightly so that his opponent could not see that his eyes had turned completely purple.
"Teacher Zhao, watch out!"
Tang San suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with intense purple light.
Zhao Wuji felt a chill run down his spine, and his steps involuntarily slowed down.
—Hiss hiss hiss hiss…
With the speed and dexterity honed from his thirty years of solitude in his previous life, Tang San unleashed ten beams of cold light from his fingers, each aimed at a vital area of Zhao Wuji, including his eyes, shoulders, throat, heart, knees, groin, and abdomen.
The piercing sound of something cutting through the air startled Zhao Wuji; agility was his weakness.
He let out a low roar, unleashing his full soul power as he activated the Immovable King Body.
Tang San stepped on the Ghost Shadow Clone Technique, turned around, and unleashed more than ten more streaks of cold light.
In the blink of an eye, his hands moved like bees and butterflies flitting about in spring, flicking and snapping, and one after another, cold light shot out from his hands, each strike accurately targeting Zhao Wuji's vital points.
"Such a young age, yet so ruthless?"
Zhao Wuji was secretly taken aback. This was the first time he had encountered such an opponent. If the two sides were of equal strength, he would probably have already lost.
(End of this chapter)