boyutpedia Chapter 9 Tang 3's angry glare: How dare you hug Xiao Wu?
Chapter 9 Tang 3's angry glare: How dare you hug Xiao Wu?
Chapter 9 Tang San's angry glare: How dare you hug Xiao Wu?
"I have no objection."
Looking at Zhao Wuji's seven spirit rings, Ning Rongrong's face turned deathly pale from the powerful pressure.
She never expected that the man in front of her was actually a Soul Saint, and dared not speak further.
Su Mo glanced at Ning Rongrong, a smile playing on his lips.
She really thinks this is her Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, huh? She's still so unruly.
"You can prepare yourselves in advance, so that you don't not last a second."
Zhao Wuji withdrew his martial spirit and smiled faintly.
The four people, apart from Su Mo, looked horrified.
They never imagined that the examiner would be a Soul Saint.
A Soul Saint could easily defeat a few teenagers who weren't even Soul Masters.
The group gathered together, and Dai Mubai began to introduce them.
"Teacher Zhao is a level 76 Soul Saint, a Beast Martial Soul, and a Battle Soul Saint. His strength is second only to the Dean."
"His martial soul is the Mighty Vajra Bear, a beast martial soul with extremely high defensive power. Although his speed is somewhat lacking, it is still beyond your reach."
"Teacher Zhao has extremely strong physical and defensive abilities, earning him the nickname 'Immovable King'."
"Is he Acala (Fudō Myō-ō)?"
Ning Rongrong was horrified.
At the same time, she began to regret her earlier outburst. Zhao Wuji had been missing for ten years, and had fought against sixteen Soul Emperor bishops of the Spirit Hall and escaped unscathed.
She has no protectors now, so if she is angered, she will have no power to fight back.
Soon, it was time for everyone to introduce their Martial Souls.
Tang San spoke first: "My name is Tang San, my weapon spirit is Blue Silver Grass, and I am a level 29 control-type battle spirit master."
Xiao Wu looked at Tang San and said, "My name is Xiao Wu, my spirit is Rabbit, and I am currently a level 29 Power Attack type Soul Master."
Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment before saying, "Ning Rongrong, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, Level 26 Support-type Soul Master."
Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze fell upon Ning Rongrong.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul is possessed only by members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"You wouldn't happen to be a descendant of Chen Xin, would you?"
Dai Mubai suddenly stared at Su Mo and asked.
Su Mo's expression was strange. He didn't even have the surname Chen. If he were a descendant of Chen Xin, would he be so poor?
Tang San and Xiao Wu also looked at Su Mo with curiosity.
The most famous sword spirit on the mainland is Chen Xin's Seven Kill Sword.
Su Mo's martial soul is very likely a mutation of the Seven Kill Sword.
"My father was just an ordinary person."
Su Mo said calmly.
"Is that so?"
Dai Mubai's eyes held a hint of doubt; how could the descendants of an ordinary person possess a ten-thousand-year-old soul ring?
Ordinary people are just grateful to reach the level of a Great Soul Master; ten-thousand-year soul rings are something only people with powerful backgrounds can even consider.
"My name is Su Mo, my martial soul is the Myriad Shadows Sword, and I am currently a level 39 Power Attack type Battle Soul Master."
Everyone looked at Su Mo with suspicion.
Dai Mubai frowned slightly. Yesterday, when he fought with Su Mo, he could clearly feel that Su Mo's soul power level was a little weaker than his own. How could he be a level 39 battle soul master?
"Su Mo, don't talk nonsense if you don't have the strength. You clearly broke through to Soul Master just a few days ago, where did you get level 39?"
Ning Rongrong chuckled inwardly and retorted.
Su Mo ignored him; strength isn't something you talk about, it's something you earn through fighting.
Seeing that Su Mo didn't speak, Ning Rongrong was furious and was thinking about when to get Grandpa Jian to deal with him.
But considering that he had just run away from home, he still couldn't bring himself to go back.
"Zhu Zhuqing, Martial Soul Nether Cat, Level 27 Agility-Attack Type Battle Soul Master."
For the sake of victory, Ning Rongrong put aside her grudges and fought alongside Su Mo, but she still felt somewhat uncomfortable.
The battle began quickly, and Ning Rongrong reluctantly chanted the incantation.
"The seven treasures have names: the first is strength, the second is speed."
Tang San released Blue Silver Grass to entangle Zhao Wuji, attempting to trap him.
Xiao Wu immediately stepped forward and used her deadly scissor kick.
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes changed color at the same time, and she extended her sharp claws, attacking vital points.
Seeing everyone's attacks, Zhao Wuji didn't move an inch, not even bothering to release his martial spirit.
All the attacks seemed to hit diamonds, having no effect on Zhao Wuji whatsoever.
"Is this all you've got?"
Zhao Wuji smiled and spoke, while turning his gaze to Su Mo.
"Sword Realm Prison".
Su Mo whispered.
Suddenly, a hundred blood-red longswords appeared, transforming into a cage that trapped Zhao Wuji in place.
"Interesting, but not very useful."
After Zhao Wuji finished speaking, he threw a punch at the sharp sword in front of him.
But instead of an exit, he was met with wounds.
"Could this be the soul skill of a ten-thousand-year soul ring? It's indeed impressive."
After he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji's body suddenly burst out with intense golden light, and seven spirit rings appeared.
He eventually used his soul skill, and at the same time, his height increased dramatically, his muscles swelled, and thick fur covered his entire body.
"They actually made Teacher Zhao use his soul skill?"
Dai Mubai stared at Zhao Wuji, dumbfounded.
If Su Mo had used that soul skill back then, he wouldn't have been able to fight back at all.
The intense golden light shattered the hundred swords, and Xiao Wu, who was nearby, was thrown several meters away, spitting out blood.
As luck would have it, Xiao Wu was jolted right next to Su Mo, who promptly pulled her into his arms.
Are you alright?
With the soft jade in his hand, Su Mo's voice was very gentle, and Xiao Wu's body was incredibly soft, almost boneless.
"No, it's nothing."
Xiao Wu blushed slightly and stared blankly at Su Mo's handsome face.
But remembering that Tang San was still beside her, she wanted to leave Su Mo's embrace, but the intense pain in her body prevented her from moving freely.
Tang San looked at Su Mo with immense anger.
The person in front of him was actually holding his beloved Xiao Wu?
Absolutely unforgivable!
Tang San didn't care at all what kind of Soul Master Su Mo was; all he wanted to do was smash Su Mo's face.
But considering that the test was still ongoing, I managed to suppress my emotions.
"Please take care of her."
Su Mo handed Xiao Wu to Ning Rongrong, not Tang San, in a commanding tone.
It's simply because he wants to trigger choices, like stealing someone else's love.
"Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Ning Rongrong stood with her hands on her hips, her tone excited.
But seeing Xiao Wu's stunning face, she accepted it to prevent Su Mo from taking advantage of her.
"Sword Dance in a Flash!"
Ten sharp blades shot out, attacking Zhao Wuji at supersonic speed.
Zhao Wuji neither dodged nor evaded, choosing instead to take the hit head-on.
A sickeningly loud sound rang out, yet Zhao Wuji's body remained completely unscathed.
"Such strong defense?"
Su Mo raised an eyebrow and gasped.
Tang San had already suppressed his emotions.
Spiky vines appeared, binding Zhao Wuji's body tightly, and a paralyzing toxin was suddenly released.
Zhu Zhuqing also made a fierce move, attacking Zhao Wuji's head at an extremely fast speed.
Unfortunately, it was of little use.
With a swift movement, Zhao Wuji broke free of the Blue Silver Grass vines and then grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's ankle with his right hand.
With a casual flick of his wrist, he sent Zhu Zhuqing flying more than ten meters.
As luck would have it, it landed right in front of Su Mo again.
Dai Mubai's lips twitched as he watched.
He strongly suspected that Su Mo was standing there on purpose.
(End of this chapter)