Chapter 8: Fighting with Laxatives? No Killing, Only Heart-strikes!
Zhuge Lan was repeatedly pushed back, the rebound force causing his right fist to tingle and tremble.
But!
Zhao Wuji was also staggered by the hit, interrupted in his assault!
— A million-year soul ring and spirit bone-enhanced physique are no joke!
[Emotion Points +999]
[Emotion Points +999]
Everyone was astonished!
He actually stopped it?
"What are you spacing out for?" Zhuge Lan shouted. "Tang San, hurry up!"
Tang San snapped back to reality.
He activated his second spirit ability, **Parasitism!**
Zhao Wuji was once again entangled by the Blue Silver Grass, but instead of trying to strangle him, he aimed for the ground.
Zhu Zhuqing had also moved to face Zhao Wuji, shoulder-checking him in the chest.
Xiao Wu, who had wrapped her legs around Zhao Wuji's neck, activated—
**First Spirit Ability: Waist Bow!**
Taking advantage of Zhao Wuji's instability, along with the force from Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing's push,
she flipped the stout Zhao Wuji into the air.
Tang San skillfully positioned himself underneath and kicked off Xiao Wu's foot, launching her to pursue Zhao Wuji.
Since they were not yet level 30, they lacked the third spirit ability: **Teleportation.**
Thus, Xiao Wu couldn't perform the **Eight-section Throw.**
Instead, she spun in the air to gain momentum and then executed a fierce kick, targeting Zhao Wuji's groin with her high heel!
Just at that moment,
Zhao Wuji snapped back to sanity from his frenzy and saw Xiao Wu's devastating kick.
His eyes widened in shock!
"Are you serious?!"
He wanted to shout something but found himself "mute"—a negative status effect.
He could only curse internally!
**First Spirit Ability: Immutable Body!**
Zhao Wuji erupted with a strong golden light, sending Xiao Wu flying.
Spirit possession!!!
Zhao Wuji's body was covered in thick brown fur, towering at two and a half meters, his muscles bulging, and he reached out to grab Xiao Wu's long legs.
"Come here!"
Zhuge Lan continued his **Frenzied Taunt**.
Zhao Wuji once again abandoned Xiao Wu, turning to fix his gaze on Zhuge Lan.
His fourth spirit ring lit up, then shot out to wrap around Zhuge Lan.
**Target Tracking!**
He raised his leg and kicked Xiao Wu, then dove like a cannonball toward Zhuge Lan, activating his second spirit ability, **Mighty Vajra Palm!**
Zhuge Lan realized he had been locked on and knew dodging was futile.
He was not afraid.
He took a stance and launched a counterattack with his fist!
"Boom!!!"
In the lower position, Zhuge Lan's shins were pinned to the ground.
He had nowhere to retreat.
Facing Zhao Wuji's successive paw strikes, he countered with his own punches.
At this moment, Zhuge Lan felt the pressure coming from the Soul Sage.
His fists tingled, his arms shook, and his insides burned.
[Detected host injury, activating healing function.]
[Consuming 1 Emotion Point, healing complete!]
In an instant, he was completely healed.
But Zhao Wuji was not so fortunate.
He had to bear the 15% rebound from his Thorn Armor while also dealing with a pile of negative status effects!
— The first spirit ability, **Malicious Curse**, stacked negative effects based on the number of hits!
Once the **Frenzied Taunt** wore off,
Zhao Wuji felt his vision blur, his nose congested, and his breathing labored.
Wait!
Why was he suddenly feeling something now?
He quickly clamped his legs together, straining to control his sphincter.
But then,
a sharp, fiery pain made him realize—hemorrhoids had flared up!
'This is bad!'
'Of all times!'
Even if Zhao Wuji tried to hold on, it was ultimately futile.
"Pop, pop, pop—"
A series of explosive sounds froze Zhao Wuji in place!
[Emotion Points +3999]
[Emotion Points +3999]
[Emotion Points +3999]
A foul stench spread.
Zhu Zhuqing, who was focused on targeting Zhao Wuji's waist, took a quick step back.
Zhuge Lan also held his breath, retreating quickly.
As Zhao Wuji's face turned a deep purple, Zhuge Lan felt a twinge of sympathy.
"Teacher Zhao, why don't you go take care of that first?" he suggested.
The words woke Zhao Wuji from his daze.
He was too scared to move, fearing he might leak.
He directly activated his martial soul true form, transforming into the Mighty Vajra Bear, and hurriedly ran away on all fours.
Hmm...
He looked a bit like a circus bear.
Zhuge Lan glanced at his second spirit ring.
His **Vengeance of Light** had accumulated considerable damage; he didn't want to waste it.
He launched the skill at Zhao Wuji from a distance to test its effects.
"Crack—"
A blue lightning bolt struck down, right on his backside!
[Emotion Points +4399]
"Ah—"
Zhao Wuji let out a wail, followed by even more intense "release sounds."
Zhuge Lan: "."
So that's what "random weak point" meant in **Vengeance of Light**?
He looked at the others.
(Everyone)_ Everyone)_ Everyone)_ Everyone)
All were staring at Zhuge Lan, waiting for an explanation.
[Emotion Points +999]
[Emotion Points +999]
Seeing them so entertained, Zhuge Lan chose to remain silent.
Half a minute later.
The seasoned Li Yusong hesitantly spoke up.
"Um…"
"Zhuge, what's up with Teacher Zhao's condition?"
Zhuge Lan could no longer play dumb.
He could only scratch his head and say—
"I mentioned earlier that my martial soul is the Thorn Armor. My first spirit ability, **Malicious Curse**, randomly curses attackers."
"This includes but is not limited to itching, coughing, hemorrhoids, menstrual cramps, and… diarrhea."
[Emotion Points +1299]
[Emotion Points +1499]
The crowd instinctively took a half-step back!
Li Yusong's face twitched.
What kind of ghostly spirit ability is this?
Too creepy!
Meanwhile, Tang San in the crowd had a look of relief.
— Thank goodness he didn't trigger these effects yesterday!
At the same time, he felt moved by Zhuge Lan's choice to fight with the Li Jing Sword instead of the Thorn Armor yesterday.
— He was clearly showing mercy.
Dai Mubai also clicked his tongue in admiration.
— So you were being merciful by making others pregnant?
For a moment.
Silence reigned.
After a long while.
Zhu Zhuqing broke the silence, saying, "What about that last lightning strike?"
"Oh, that's my second spirit ability, **Vengeance of Light**," Zhuge Lan replied innocently. "It gathers a portion of the damage I've suffered and releases it as lightning."
Zhuge Lan deliberately emphasized the word "passive."
He was trying to cover up his intention to test the spirit ability.
But no one paid attention to that.
Everyone's minds were filled with one thought—never provoke this guy again!
This was no longer just a body full of thorns.
This was downright sinister!
Killing is but a matter of hitting the ground.
You're not killing anyone; you're specifically targeting hearts, huh?
Zhuge Lan looked at the flood of notifications, happily reaping the rewards.
They exchanged glances.
Minutes later.
Everyone gradually regained their composure, and the emotion points stopped flooding in.
Only on Zhao Wuji's side did the points continue to accumulate in the thousands.
Zhuge Lan took the initiative to speak—
"Um…"
"There's still a little incense left; the examiner ran away."
"Are we counted as having passed the assessment, or should we do it again?"
Hmm?
Do it again?