Chapter 72: The Frustration of Zhao Wujin

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing slowly woke up and, upon realizing she was lying in Dai Mubai's arms, her expression turned cold: "Put me down!"

After saying that, Zhu Zhuqing gracefully jumped down on her own and landed steadily.

Dai Mubai: "..."

Wasn't it just a few seconds since I held her?

He looked towards Wang Feng in the distance.

"Why wait for tomorrow to recover?" Wang Feng smiled and said, "Xiao San, Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, continue!"

Zhao Wujin: "..."

"Brother, stop staring at me, I'm fine!" Xiao Wu waved her hand, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said cheerfully, "I feel energized again!"

Tang San stared at Xiao Wu in disbelief, "Are you really okay?"

Although the injuries weren't fatal earlier, they were quite severe!

How much time has passed?

Already healed?

Even Tang San didn't notice the surging blood energy in his own body had disapeared,he was too focused on Xiao Wu.

"This healing ability is a bit too exaggerated?" Ning Rongrong, in the distance, was gaping, almost thinking the battle had failed.

But now, the three of them seemed to have instantly returned to their best condition?

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze fell on Wang Feng, with a hint of gratitude, but it turned even colder when looking at Zhao Wujin.

Xiao Wu also looked at Zhao Wujin, saying, "Teacher Zhao, we already know your first soul skill. This time, it won't be so easy for us to be affected! Also, the incense stick is already two-thirds burned."

"Teacher Zhao, come on, let's continue?" Xiao Wu said, somewhat sarcastically, using similar words as Zhao Wujin before.

Zhao Wujin turned stiffly, looking at Wang Feng.

This little rascal!

He had underestimated him just because he possessed healing abilities and had some strange effect on himself, so Zhao Wujin hadn't paid much attention to him.

Unexpectedly...

This little rascal was the most troublesome!

This abnormal healing ability almost resurrected the three of them to full health!

If Tang San and his team were to go at it again and endure the final one-third of the incense stick, it would be ridiculously easy!

Moreover, looking at this little rascal's relaxed appearance, it seemed... his soul power hadn't been depleted much?

This meant that unless he truly attacked and killed or crippled the three of them, they would forever revive at full health!

But he couldn't really attack and harm them.

If the dean had witnessed him severely injuring two of them just now, he would probably scold him.

"Little rascal, I indeed underestimated you!" Zhao Wujin looked at Wang Feng, shook his head, "Let's go then. If you can fight until the last moment, consider yourselves winners."

Indeed, one incense stick was completely insufficient.

Should have listened to Mubai earlier and burned a few more incense sticks.

At this moment, Wang Feng looked at Tang San.

"Wait, teacher." Tang San's expression seemed somewhat gloomy.

"What?" Zhao Wujin looked at Tang San.

"If possible, I want to have another match with you. This time, I'll use only myself."

Tang San said slowly, "If I, alone, can last through one incense stick, consider us passing the test. What do you think?"

Upon hearing this, everyone, except Wang Feng, was stunned.

"Brother, how can you do it alone?" Xiao Wu anxiously said.

Tang San shook his head, "Xiao Wu, although Mubai's healing ability is formidable, I don't want to see you get hurt again."

Every time he saw Xiao Wu injured, Tang San felt uncomfortable; after all, he hadn't protected her well.

He wouldn't allow such a situation to happen again.

At these words, Wang Feng couldn't help but sigh. "Brother San, you're truly a doting husband... can't stand to see Xiao Wu even slightly injured."

He had a foresight, thinking that in battles, injuries were inevitable; one would gain profound experiences and grow through them.

In the past five years, he had fought countless soul beasts, suffered numerous injuries, and shed much blood.

'This doting husband mentality of Brother San is beyond my understanding. After all, I'm just a single dog... can't quite comprehend it for now.'

Wang Feng silently watched.

He knew Tang San wanted to display his full strength.

"Are you sure?" Zhao Wujin looked at Tang San, praising his courage.

Seems like I, Zhao Wujin, am getting old!

"Tang San, we're a team of comrades in battle. If you fight alone, it doesn't seem right, does it?" Ning Rongrong walked over, frowning, "So, I'll have to trouble you later, to add enhancement for me. Don't worry, even if you lose, we'll still pass the test. This is just your personal battle."

Ning Rongrong nodded, thought for a moment, and continued, "My father said that a team must have the appearance of a team. If you lose, we all can't be considered to have passed the test!"

Hearing this, Tang San was momentarily stunned.

On the side, Zhao Wujin chuckled a few times, "The little girl is right."

Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai remained silent. Tang San's insistence was for Xiao Wu.

They didn't have much to say.

And what Ning Rongrong said made sense.

"This little girl Rongrong, feels really extreme..." Wang Feng couldn't help but find it intriguing.

He knew that this girl was currently hiding her arrogance, but the side she was showing now was indeed extraordinary.

After the decision was made.

Tang San and Zhao Wujin returned to the arena.

Wang Feng, feeling somewhat bored, walked to the side. The result was something he knew; it wouldn't be much different unless he used his Divine Skill on Tang San.

But that wouldn't change the final outcome, just make it easier for Tang San to attack.

There was a huge difference in soul power between him and Zhao Wujin; doubling or even tripling the various attributes wouldn't help. And that was assuming Zhao Wujin didn't use his full strength.

Almost the moment Tang San made his move, everyone except Wang Feng and Xiao Wu had changed their expressions!

Subsequently, the arena began to rumble!

Tang San's hidden weapons were endless, seemingly countless, attacking Zhao Wujin from various angles.

Even with five consecutive soul skills, Zhao Wujin couldn't completely capture Tang San.

Bone-piercing Nail, Flowing Cloud Bow, Crane Control Dragon Catch, Ghostly Shadow Mirage, Mysterious Jade Hand, along with various toxins and the top martial arts from the Pavilion of Heavenly Doors—Tang San skillfully unleashed them all.

Dai Mubai's group was shocked!

Until the end, Tang San used his second martial soul, Haotian Hammer, a punch dizzied Zhao Wujin.

Finally, Zhao Wujin slapped Tang San away.

The field instantly fell silent.

At this moment, one incense stick had passed!

Zhao Wujin stood up, looking somewhat embarrassed, with blood flowing from his nose...

This battle, he fought quite miserably!

Well it was because he couldn't exert his full strength and had to control his power to avoid accidentally injuring Tang San.

It seems Dai Mubai recalled something and couldn't help but ask, "Wait a minute, are you saying someone can evade all of Tang San's hidden weapons? Who? Another Soul Saint?"

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing looked curiously at Xiao Wu.

"Not a Soul Saint." At this moment, Tang San's voice was somewhat deep. "It's Feng Ge. So far, only he can evade all of my hidden weapons."

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Even Zhao Wujin was taken aback; the tricks Tang San displayed earlier were extremely tricky, and even with preparation, it would be impossible to avoid them.

Unless it was an agility-based combat Soul Master, at least around level sixty, to have a chance of avoiding them all.

Could that little demon with terrifying healing abilities evade all of Tang San's hidden weapons?

Wang Feng smiled towards everyone, not saying a word, and waved two beams of light that landed on Tang San and Zhao Wujin.

Both of them seemed severely injured, but in reality, their injuries were relatively minor.

Before long, they recovered. Tang San also removed the dragon whisker needles from Zhao Wujin.

"I don't believe it." Ning Rongrong shook her head hurriedly.

Tang San didn't explain.

Believe it or not, it didn't matter.

Half a year ago, he had a real showdown with Feng Ge.

At that time, he was a bit weaker than he is now, but he used all his trump cards. Except for not having dragon whisker needles, there wasn't much difference.

Still, he couldn't inflict any harm on Feng Ge!

Feng Ge's speed and reaction were so fast that Tang San couldn't even imagine it. So, in these years, Tang San couldn't fathom Wang Feng's actual strength.

"I don't believe it either." Zhao Wujin was extremely frustrated. Rubbing his face, he didn't recover quickly, and there were still several large lumps on his face where the toxins hadn't dissipated. But his body was indeed warm, with no injuries inside. He couldn't help but be amazed at the little demon's healing abilities.

After saying that, Zhao Wujin seemed to think for a moment, his face showing a hint of a smile as he looked at Wang Feng, his gaze somewhat peculiar.

"Tang San, all of you have passed. But this kid, he doesn't count!"

At these words, everyone was stunned.

Zhao Wujin crossed his hands, cracked his knuckles, and a series of crackling sounds echoed.

"You, kid, come spar with me."

Zhao Wujin looked at Wang Feng, flames seemingly burning in his eyes. "Since Tang San says you're so formidable, good, I wasn't satisfied with my fight just now. Let me have some fun with you!"

Hearing this, everyone froze!

Each of them looked at Zhao Wujin in shock.

"..." Wang Feng.

"Teacher Zhao, this is somewhat unreasonable!" Dai Mubai whispered, "Wang Feng is a healing-type Soul Master... he..."

"If you say another word, you'll personally go up, and I'll help you loosen your bones."

Dai Mubai instantly shut his mouth.

"Teacher Zhao... we're a team." Ning Rongrong also hurriedly said, "How can you bully Wang Feng alone? It's too much!"

"Oh? You care so much about him. Do you like this kid?"

"You, you're talking nonsense! I don't care!" Ning Rongrong was stunned, blushing, her eyes wavering, not daring to look at Wang Feng, and she fell silent.

Zhao Wujin teased the two of them with words.

"Teacher, if..." Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged glances, about to speak.

However, Zhao Wujin directly waved his hand to interrupt:

"You two, stop the nonsense. Just because you managed to last one incense stick doesn't mean you can withstand me."

"..." Tang San.

"Teacher, can I join him?" Zhu Zhuqing, who had been silent for a moment, said.

"You? You little kitten, can you spar with me? Stay aside!"

At this moment, Zhao Wujin seemed like a powder keg, ready to ignite.

Clearly, the previous battle had left him quite frustrated.

Without venting it on someone, it might be difficult for him to calm down.

Everyone was anxiously running around.

At this moment, Wang Feng suddenly spoke:

"Alright, since you sincerely requested, I'll generously satisfy you..."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone on the spot was stunned.