chapter 92

TL:bruh i double release chapter 89

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"The seven treasures have names, one of which is power!" Seeing the situation unfold Ning Rongrong decisively withdrew all her soul power from the others and focused her assistance solely on Tang San.

Zhao Wuji chuckled in amusement 'Haha, very good. Even when facing my ten-thousand-year soul skill,they refuse to give up. The perseverance of these little monsters is truly remarkable.' He nodded in quiet approval

Due to Ning Rongrong's exceptional performance this battle had taken a drastically different course from what one might have expected and the combined efforts of the four students left a lasting impression on Zhao Wuji and initially, he had only planned to use his first four soul skills, but to his surprise, he found himself relying on his fifth soul skill just to keep them in check and in truth, the students had already won — whether or not they lasted the full duration of an incense stick.

However Zhao Wuji was a Spirit Sage and as such, he had his pride to maintain. Having used his ten-thousand-year soul skill so he couldn't afford to lose to a group of kids or Otherwise, his reputation within the academy would be in shambles.

"Gravity Squeeze!" Zhao Wuji roared and amplifying his soul power even further.

At this point, Tang San could no longer hold on. The gravitational force pulled the four of them toward Zhao Wuji at the same time. The power of a Seven-Ringed Spirit Sage was overwhelming, far beyond the capabilities of a mere Spirit Grand Master like Tang San. From the start, Zhao Wuji had only been using a fraction of his strength — no more than twenty percent and even now, it had yet to surpass his fourth soul skill.

"Vajra Palm!" Zhao Wuji raised both of his powerful bare hands and intending to knock the four students away in one decisive move.

"It's over! No... it can't end like this!" Tang San's mind raced. Unwilling to admit defeat, he prepared to unleash more hidden weapons — even his Clear Sky Hammer if necessary. But just as he was about to act, he noticed something that made him pause. Ning Rongrong's figure had vanished without a trace.

Tang San blinked in surprise "What?" His gaze swept the battlefield but he couldn't find her.

Suddenly, Ning Rongrong reappeared, walking toward Zhao Wuji with a calm smile on her face "Teacher Zhao, an incense stick of time has passed, and I'm still standing. Does that mean we've passed the assessment?"

Zhao Wuji's eyes widened in astonishment. He glanced at the incense stick he had planted in the ground earlier and it had indeed burned to the end. What shocked him even more was that after all that chaos, Ning Rongrong — an auxiliary-type soul master — was the only one left unscathed.

This outcome wasn't just a coincidence. Ning Rongrong's survival was a testament to her superior skills and preparation and the various techniques she employed, along with the soul bone granted to her by Sword Douluo that ensured her victory.

Zhao Wuji sighed "Well, you've won." He was nothing if not straightforward. Despite his irritation at losing he acknowledged their success with sincerity but Still he couldn't help but ask "But tell me... that wasn't your real body I pulled in with my soul skill, was it? The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda doesn't have clone-type abilities. So, do you have a soul bone?"

Ning Rongrong nodded without hesitation. She knew there was no point in hiding it now "Yes. I possess the Amethyst Spirit Cat's right leg bone. It grants me a clone skill."

Zhao Wuji chuckled in admiration "That's impressive. A clone skill is invaluable for someone in your position as an auxiliary-type soul master. It greatly increases your survivability on the battlefield. And combined with that peculiar footwork of yours… you've certainly proven your worth."

With that Zhao Wuji made the official announcement "Then, I hereby declare that you four little monsters are now the new students of Shrek Academy!"

Despite his respect for their skills Zhao Wuji couldn't shake his embarrassment as he had been thoroughly outmaneuvered by a group of children. Without another word, he turned to leave, hoping to retreat to his quarters and nurse his wounded pride.

"Teacher Zhao, wait a moment!" Tang San called out and stopping him in his tracks "You've been injured by my Dragon Whisker Needle. That needle can only be removed through a specific method. If it's not handled properly, the affected muscle tissue will have to be cut away entirely."

Tang San approached Zhao Wuji and used his Mysterious Jade Hand to carefully extract the hidden weapon from the vice dean's body. Zhao Wuji nodded his thanks before disappearing into the night.

Later Dai Mubai returned with Oscar, Shrek Academy's food-type soul master. Oscar's sausages that are known for their powerful healing and restorative properties were offered to the group. However his peculiar incantation made the girls — Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing — hesitant to partake and they preferred to recover on their own rather than endure the awkward spell.

As night fell, Shrek Academy grew silent. The entrance exams had come to an end, and out of all the applicants and only Tang San, Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing had been admitted. It was a modest intake but by Shrek's standards, this was the largest admission in years.

Meanwhile Zhao Wuji sat alone in his room, reflecting on the day's events and as Shrek's vice dean, he had his own private residence. But no amount of solitude could erase the sting of his defeat.

"Those kids really are something else…" he murmured "Especially Tang San and Ning Rongrong."

Tang San despite his modest martial soul possessed exceptional combat awareness and unparalleled talent. Zhao Wuji could already envision him surpassing Dai Mubai in the future.

And Ning Rongrong… she was nothing short of extraordinary. With the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, Heart Separation method, advanced detection techniques, and uncanny footwork, she was well on her way to becoming the continent's top auxiliary soul master and adding her ten-thousand-year soul bone into the equation, her potential was limitless.

"Monsters… every single one of them" Zhao Wuji sighed "It's my bad luck to encounter such a group. I'll have to push them harder if I'm to live up to my role. After all, jade must be polished before it becomes a treasure."

An evil grin spread across Zhao Wuji's face as he contemplated his future lessons for the students.

But just as he was lost in thought two voices suddenly rang out behind him.

"Zhao Wuji."

The unexpected sound startled him. As a Seven-Ringed Spirit Sage, Zhao Wuji prided himself on his heightened awareness. Normally, nothing within a hundred-meter radius could escape his notice. Yet these voices had pierced through his defenses sounding as if they were whispering directly into his ears.

"Who's there?!" Zhao Wuji barked, immediately on high alert. His mind raced through a list of potential enemies. During his time as a wandering soul master, he had made more than a few enemies.

"Show yourselves!" His eyes scanned the darkness and while his soul rings flickered to life around him, glowing ominously.

From the shadows a voice chuckled "Hmph, a Seven-Ringed Spirit Sage… I never thought I'd see the infamous immovable king hiding in a small place like Shrek Academy."

Zhao Wuji's eyes darted toward the source of the voice and cold sweat trickling down his back. A figure had materialized behind him, so close that he could feel the presence without knowing how it got there.

Another figure emerged from the treetops and grinning mischievously "Well, since we're here, why don't we spar a bit? It's been too long since I've had a decent workout!"