"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"
Tang San spread his arms wide, and the Blue Silver Grass that had long been prepared suddenly grew wildly!
The dark-brown vines were no longer thin blades of grass. Under Ning Rongrong's thirty percent Strength enhancement, they became even tougher and thicker. With the sound of them tearing through the air, dozens of vines surged toward the center of the examination ground like living pythons, completely enveloping the seemingly unsteady figure that still radiated a dangerous aura.
Xiao Wu was even faster!
With the thirty percent Speed enhancement, she almost transformed into a pink blur. Carrying a fierce determination, she launched herself straight at Zhao Wuji!
Her target was Zhao Wuji's lower body. She intended to use her speed and Soft Skills to disrupt his center of gravity and create an opportunity for Tang San to unleash his powerful control.
However, the person they were facing was Zhao Wuji, who had just crawled back from the brink of hell, with a stomach full of pent-up anger, fear, and humiliation, desperately in need of an outlet!
Zhao Wuji's condition at this moment was extremely peculiar.
His body had suffered severe injuries, less than one-tenth of his Soul Power remained, and the pain that felt as though his internal organs had been displaced tormented his nerves without pause.
But precisely because of this, the extreme frustration of having been trampled by someone stronger, combined with his rage that had nowhere to go, churned within his chest like molten lava.
He did not dare provoke Lin Xia. He needed courage just to look in his direction.
But these little brats who had taken advantage of his serious injuries and thought they had found an opportunity?
Especially that Tang San, who looked like the core of the team and was calmly analyzing the situation!
They were practically rubbing his miserable state from earlier directly in his face!
"Roar!"
A suppressed roar filled with pain and ferocity erupted from Zhao Wuji's swollen throat.
It no longer sounded human at all. It was more like the final roar of a dying beast.
As he watched the Blue Silver Grass vines approach, strengthened by Ning Rongrong's enhancement and therefore exceptionally tough, not only did Zhao Wuji's murky eyes show no fear, they instead erupted with an almost crazed viciousness!
This was not the reaction of someone taking the attack seriously.
It was the fury of a beast being provoked by ants!
"Get the hell out of my way!"
Zhao Wuji did not use any Soul Skill. The Soul Power he had left was already insufficient for him to squander it recklessly.
Instead, he relied solely on the terrifying physical strength of a Soul Saint, far beyond that of an ordinary person, as well as his deeply ingrained combat instincts!
Just as the Blue Silver Grass was about to reach his body, his seemingly unsteady figure suddenly erupted with a terrifying burst of strength!
Every muscle bulged as he exerted himself. The movement aggravated his wounds and brought excruciating pain, but it only further stimulated his ferocity!
He did not try to dodge or block the entangling vines.
Instead, he suddenly stomped both feet!
Boom!
The freshly restored earth beneath his feet suddenly exploded, leaving behind a shallow crater!
Using the explosive recoil, Zhao Wuji's massive body shot into the air like a cannonball!
The seemingly tough Blue Silver Grass vines, strengthened by Ning Rongrong's power enhancement, were like fragile strands of spider silk in the face of the absolute difference in strength.
They were instantly snapped and torn apart by his violent momentum!
"What?!"
Tang San's pupils contracted sharply.
This was a method of dealing with the attack that he had never anticipated!
Even after suffering such severe injuries, Zhao Wuji could still unleash such terrifying pure physical strength?
He had even abandoned defense and used the most direct and overbearing method to make one thing clear.
Your Strength enhancement is still laughable before the physical body of someone at an absolutely higher Level!
Zhao Wuji's target was extremely clear.
Tang San!
The core figure who had calmly analyzed his weaknesses and formulated the battle strategy!
The person who had tried to "pick up the scraps" during his most humiliating moment!
Zhao Wuji condensed his fear of Lin Xia, his shame and anger over his miserable state, and all the resentment he had accumulated from this absurd examination into overwhelming hostility toward Tang San!
His figure swept through the air in a short yet oppressive arc, carrying an aura of blood and violence as he charged straight toward Tang San!
Fast!
Far too fast!
His severe injuries had restricted Zhao Wuji's Soul Power, but the explosive strength of a Soul Saint's muscles and the reaction speed of his nervous system were still far beyond Tang San's expectations at such close range!
The thirty percent Speed enhancement seemed so insignificant in the face of Zhao Wuji's furious charge!
Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes managed to capture his trajectory, but his body simply did not have enough time to complete a dodge or defensive maneuver!
"Damn it!"
Tang San could only cross his Mysterious Jade Hands in front of his chest while barely twisting his body to the side.
But it was too late!
Bang!
A dull impact of flesh against flesh, heavy enough to make one's heart tremble, suddenly rang out!
Zhao Wuji's massive, fan-like palm, covered in sparse golden hair and as large as a sandbag, came crashing down with tremendous force, striking Tang San's crossed arms squarely!
Crack!
The crisp sound of breaking bones rang out!
Pfft!!!
The violent force was like a flood breaking through a dam, instantly overwhelming all of Tang San's defenses!
He felt an irresistible force crash violently into his body. Excruciating pain shot through both arms, and his entire body was sent flying backward like a kite with its string cut, moving even faster than Zhao Wuji had charged toward him!
Blood gushed from Tang San's mouth like a fountain, drawing a glaring red streak through the air!
His body slammed into the wall of a farmhouse in the distance that Lin Xia had just restored.
Boom!
The wooden wall of the farmhouse was forcibly smashed inward, and spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread across it!
Tang San's body became embedded in the wall before sliding helplessly to the ground.
He coughed violently, each cough bringing up a large mouthful of blood. The front of his clothes was rapidly stained red, his face was as pale as paper, and both arms hung limply at his sides.
They were clearly broken!
"Brother!!!"
A heart-wrenching scream tore through the sky!
Xiao Wu watched helplessly as Tang San was sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth. In that instant, it was as though the entire world had lost its color!
Her pink eyes instantly became bloodshot, filled with endless fury, pain, and madness!
What strategy?
What teamwork?
What about holding out for an incense stick?
All of it was thrown completely out of her mind!
At this moment, only one thought remained in her heart.
Kill that bastard who had hurt Third Brother!
"Zhao Wuji!!! I'm going to kill you!!!"
Xiao Wu's scream contained overwhelming hatred, and her body trembled slightly from the intensity of her rage.
Under the Speed enhancement from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, she transformed into a streak of pink light that was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.
With the determination to perish together with her enemy, she charged recklessly toward Zhao Wuji, who had just landed and was currently gasping for breath!
Her fingernails instantly became sharp, gleaming with a chilling light as they shot straight toward Zhao Wuji's eyes and throat, targeting his vital points!
At the same time, her second soul ring lit up.
"Charm!"
Pink light gathered within Xiao Wu's eyes, attempting to disrupt Zhao Wuji's mind.
However, at this moment, Zhao Wuji's mind contained nothing but ferocity, the slight satisfaction of having vented some of his anger, and deep apprehension toward the figure beneath the distant tree.
Xiao Wu's Charm at her current Level was nothing to a Soul Saint who had just been completely suppressed on the level of the soul by Tyranitar.
It was like a gentle breeze brushing across his face, unable to stir even the slightest ripple.
"Courting death!"
The viciousness in Zhao Wuji's eyes grew even stronger!
He had been worried that the slap just now had not been enough to completely vent the anger burning inside him!
Looking at Xiao Wu charging toward him like a madwoman, he let out a sinister grin.
He did not even have any intention of using a Soul Skill.
Against a Soul Grandmaster who had lost all reason and knew nothing but how to charge forward, one punch was enough!
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