Chapter 13: Practical Examination

Attack is the best defense; being passive and taking hits now will only let Zhao Wuji unleash his full strength.

Tang San immediately commanded: "Xiao Wu, go now."

Seeing him holding Ning Rongrong in his arms, Xiao Wu's heart twisted with displeasure, nearly blurting out: "Go screw yourself!"

Furious and humiliated, she could only vent her anger on another target, launching herself fully at Zhao Wuji.

As Xiao Wu lunged forward, Zhao Wuji made no move to dodge; instead, he crossed his arms behind his back, appearing to invite her attack.

Xiao Wu naturally wouldn't miss such an opening—her body curled in midair, rolling forward in a tight spiral.

Just before reaching Zhao Wuji's face, her slender frame suddenly extended.

In an instant, she completed Martial Soul Avatar midair, both feet slamming toward the sides of Zhao Wuji's neck.

Two muffled thuds sounded simultaneously—Xiao Wu's feet landed precisely on Zhao Wuji's shoulders.

"Little girl, seems like you've got no strength at all."

Zhao Wuji didn't even sway—he merely grinned.

Insulted, Xiao Wu snorted: "No strength? Then let you see what real strength looks like."

Her feet stuck to Zhao Wuji's shoulders, toes suddenly retracting to press against the major arteries on either side of his neck, then her body twisted with full force, spinning through the air.

Unfortunately, Xiao Wu's strength couldn't move Zhao Wuji's body.

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji felt a powerful constriction engulf his entire body.

Sharp vines, thickly woven around him, came alive, frantically coiling around his limbs and torso—his arm mobility and leg strength were now completely bound, immobilized.

Immediately after, a sharp numbness surged through him—clearly, poison had invaded his body.

At the same time, more vines burst from the ground, rising from below to lift him upward until his feet fully left the earth, leaving him suspended midair.

"Xiao Wu, I'll help you!"

Tang San had just placed Ning Rongrong safely on the ground and rushed into the battle.

Seizing the moment, Xiao Wu spun rapidly in midair, then flipped backward, forcibly dragging Zhao Wuji's body with her.

Then, she planted her hands on the ground and executed a scissor kick.

If this were an ordinary person, his neck would have been snapped instantly by her legs, and the final slam would have crushed his skull.

But even with all her strength, this slam inflicted no damage on Zhao Wuji.

"Little sister, you're flashing some skin there!"

Before Xiao Wu could react, her body froze—her feet could no longer move the opponent beneath her.

A tremendous force surged forward, forcibly yanking her inverted body back upright.

"Boom."

All vines on Zhao Wuji shattered at once, scattering in all directions; his feet landed firmly back on the ground.

His expression suddenly changed—he growled, and his body rapidly swelled.

His already terrifying muscles nearly doubled in size, his height surged a full meter, making him immensely massive.

Seven dazzling Spirit Rings rose simultaneously—two yellow, two purple, three black—seven terrifying rings encircling him.

—Ding ding ding ding…

Zhu Zhuqing launched her attack—a rapid series of sharp clinks echoed from behind Zhao Wuji.

Her movement made no sound whatsoever—she slipped forward silently, striking without releasing any soul power or creating sonic disturbances.

After Martial Soul Avatar, her cat claws became spiky, and her eyes changed color—left eye ink-green, right eye clear blue.

Her long hair lay flat against her back; as she moved, she left behind faint afterimages, making her exact position nearly impossible to track.

Her attacks were razor-sharp—her claws targeted vital points, forcing Zhao Wuji to finally release his Martial Soul.

Seizing the opportunity, Xiao Wu lightly tapped Zhao Wuji's shoulder with her toes, her supple body sliding down his back, her scorpion braid dipping low like a living serpent to coil around his left ankle, then she pulled with all her strength.

After completing Martial Soul Avatar, Zhao Wuji's body was like forged steel—her cat claws struck with full force, yet only pierced his clothing.

As for Xiao Wu's Soft Technique, it met its first failure. "Little sister, this kind of clingy attack? Not worth it."

Xiao Wu, unfamiliar with romantic matters, naturally didn't understand.

But Tang San, beside her, was seething with rage.

In truth, it wasn't that her Soft Technique was weak—it was simply completely countered by Zhao Wuji.

When the Blue Silver Grass was broken, Tang San's face turned pale.

At this critical moment, he didn't hesitate—he lunged forward in a single step.

Thick vines reappeared around Zhao Wuji, momentarily stalling his impending move—the second Spirit Ring skill of Blue Silver Grass, Parasite, had taken effect.

The moment arrived: Tang San reached Zhao Wuji's front, while Zhu Zhuqing appeared silently behind him—both cat claws struck for the throat and ear base, the two most vulnerable points on the human body.

Thinking of how Zhao Wuji's body had pressed against Xiao Wu's, Tang San swung his fist with full force, slamming it straight into Zhao Wuji's chest.

Zhao Wuji suddenly burst into loud laughter, concentrating his soul power before his chest, puffing out his torso—clearly, he wanted to test Tang San's strength.

At that moment, Tang San's lips curled into a sly grin—his swinging right fist suddenly became an open palm.

The palm drew inward—Control Crane Capturing Dragon activated the instant Zhao Wuji misapplied his force, pulling his body forward, throwing him off-balance.

"Lift."

Tang San roared, gripping with both hands—he lifted Zhao Wuji's entire body, then shouted: "Xiao Wu, now!"

Hearing the command, Xiao Wu's long legs instantly wrapped around Zhao Wuji's waist, her hands seized his ankles, and she spun his body violently three times in midair, flipping him head-down to crash heavily into the ground.

United by the strength of all three, they finally completed this attack.

—Bang. Zhao Wuji's massive body, after Martial Soul Avatar, slammed into the ground—his entire head sank completely into the soil.

Xiao Wu suddenly remembered something, trembling slightly, asked: "Xiao San, did we hit him too hard?"

Tang San shook his head, reassuring her: "It's fine—Teacher Zhao hasn't even used his Soul Skill yet!"

Indeed, Zhao Wuji pushed his arms against the ground, yanked his head free, and grumbled: "Damn it—I'm an old woman trying to nurse a baby. Guess I've got to take you brats seriously now."

"Come on, children! Let's continue."

Zhao Wuji strode forward, heading straight for Tang San and Xiao Wu.

Tang San let out a low shout: "Xiao Wu, Meteor Human Hammer."

The so-called Meteor Human Hammer was an attack where, relying on the entanglement of Blue Silver Grass, Tang San controlled Xiao Wu, using her body as a flail to strike through the air.

Just as Xiao Wu's body was about to reach him, it suddenly changed direction, sweeping past from the side, and kicked Zhao Wuji on the shoulder.

Zhu Zhuqing was not idle either; the two yellow Spirit Rings attached to her body lit up simultaneously.

Her blue and green pupils suddenly turned vertical. She accelerated forward silently, leaped into the air, and spun rapidly while wrapped in soul power, charging toward Zhao Wuji.

A flurry of claw shadows appeared; it was her second Spirit Ring technique—Nether Hundred Claws.

Spinning rapidly, combined with the penetrating attack power of the cat claws, she launched over a hundred attacks at the enemy in an extremely short time, all striking the same position, with a power that was quite shocking.

—Roar! Zhao Wuji let out a furious roar, cold light flashing in his eyes, and his fists suddenly clenched tight.

Among the seven Spirit Rings on his body, the first yellow Spirit Ring lit up instantly.

Golden light erupted, and Zhu Zhuqing, who was executing Nether Hundred Claws, was immediately knocked flying, letting out a pained groan in mid-air.

Seeing this, Tang San immediately leaped forward, wanting to catch Zhu Zhuqing.

However, Dai Mubai was incredibly fast; he appeared at her landing spot a step ahead, spread his arms to pull her into his embrace. A softness rushed at him, causing his whole body to tremble involuntarily.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing had been knocked unconscious by the shock, and both her arms were dislocated.

Xiao Wu suffered the same fate; her whole body went numb and limp, her body flew out like a kite with a broken string, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Tang San quickly released Blue Silver Grass to catch her steadily, and she fell directly into his embrace, carried by the Blue Silver Grass.

(End of this chapter)