From what Zhao Wuji knew so far, Ye Zhiqiu had a spirit skill that could disguise his spirit rings. It was said to be incredibly fast, perhaps surpassing even a Spirit Emperor's. Or perhaps, he had a long-distance teleportation spirit skill. As for his physical strength, the Spirit Emperor instructor who had taken the first round of assessment had also said he wasn't as good as him, suggesting his physique was also quite abnormal.
Moreover, he seemed to have a special method that could withstand the pressure and aura of high-level soul masters.
In conclusion, this little guy is full of mysteries and difficult to deal with. Zhao Wuji, who originally wanted to deal with Ye Zhiqiu first, changed his mind and made a decision.
Ye Zhiqiu was put aside for last, as he dealt with the other obstacles first. For example, if the little girl from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect lost her amplification effect, the combat power of these people would at least drop significantly.
Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji was unwilling to wait any longer. The incense stick had already burned a quarter, and he had to take the initiative. If he wasted any longer, the incense stick's time might not be enough.
"Boom~"
Zhao Wuji stomped his right leg on the ground suddenly, making a loud bang. The few tiles on the Shrek Academy playground were cracked again.
Using the momentum of his right leg, Zhao Wuji suddenly shot straight towards Ye Zhiqiu, as fast as lightning. Even though he wasn't good at speed, his level 76 soul power was there after all. Compared to the Soul Emperor Ye Zhiqiu had met before, he was only faster.
"Hey, Teacher Zhao, you are openly damaging public finances. I wonder if the principal will deduct your salary if he finds out." Ye Zhiqiu looked at Zhao Wuji who was rushing towards him, and teased him with his mouth, but his eyes were full of seriousness.
After all, this is a level 76 Soul Sage, and Ye Zhiqiu has no experience fighting with such a strong Soul Master, so he is naturally cautious.
"Here he comes." Looking at Zhao Wuji who was getting closer and closer, Ye Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes slightly. The moment he got close to him, he slid sideways and passed directly by Zhao Wuji's left hand.
"It's so easy to avoid it?" Ye Zhiqiu was confused. He turned around and was stunned.
"Fuck, you old bastard."
At this time, Zhao Wuji passed by Ye Zhiqiu without slowing down at all, and rushed directly towards Tang San and the others.
How could Ye Zhiqiu not react at this time? Zhao Wuji's attack on him was fake, just a feint. His real intention was to eliminate Tang San and the others first.
Just as Ye Zhiqiu was about to activate his spirit to use Flying Thunder God to stop Zhao Wuji, he paused and thought. A sapling in a greenhouse will never grow into a towering tree. Perhaps, giving Xiao San and the others some training wouldn't be a bad idea?
Thinking of this, Ye Zhiqiu slowed down his pace and walked slowly towards Tang San and the others.
"Xiao Wu~" Looking at Zhao Wuji who was running towards them quickly, Tang San called out calmly. A three-finger-thick blue silver grass coiled out from Tang San's hand and instantly wrapped around Xiao Wu's waist.
The Blue Silver Grass bent slightly, and like a shot put, it threw Xiao Wu towards Zhao Wuji who was running towards him and the others.
If the two of them collided, the weak Xiao Wu would definitely be in great danger. But at this moment, there was no trace of panic in Xiao Wu's eyes, because she believed in Tang San.
Sure enough, in front of Zhao Wuji who was running towards the crowd at a very fast speed, several blue silver grasses as thick as forearms pierced through the floor tiles, soared into the sky, and instantly wrapped around Zhao Wuji.
The purpose of these blue silver grasses is not to directly entangle Zhao Wuji, but to slow down his speed.
Zhao Wuji's speed is too fast now. Tang San's first soul skill, the Blue Silver Grass, can't hold Zhao Wuji in this state at all. He must first limit the inertia brought by his high speed.
These blue silver grasses only delayed Zhao Wuji for a moment before being torn apart in the blink of an eye.
But Zhao Wuji's speed was successfully reduced. At this moment, Tang San's soul skills were no longer reserved. Around Zhao Wuji, countless blue silver grass pierced the floor tiles and swirled out, wrapping Zhao Wuji into a dumpling in an instant, leaving only his neck and head exposed.
Xiao Wu arrived at this moment, and Tang San controlled everything just right.
"First soul skill, waist bow."
Faced with such a good opportunity, Xiao Wu naturally would not let it go. She supported Zhao Wuji's head with her right hand and went around behind him.
At the same moment, both legs wrapped around Zhao Wuji's neck, his right calf hooked around Zhao Wuji's chin, his left calf knee pressed against the back of Zhao Wuji's neck, and his whole body twisted with force in an instant, trying to throw Zhao Wuji upside down 180 degrees.
If she were alone, Xiao Wu would definitely not be able to shake him off given Zhao Wuji's physique.
But at this moment, Xiao Wu was not the only one taking action.
Tang San and Xiao Wu had cooperated in combat quite a few times, their tacit understanding was perfect. The Blue Silver Grass rose up at the moment Xiao Wu exerted her strength, pulling Zhao Wuji's legs off the ground.
No matter how strong a person is, he cannot stabilize his body without roots. Driven by Xiao Wu, Zhao Wuji immediately turned 180 degrees in the air and slammed his head against the ground.
At this time, Zhao Wuji's body was covered with blue silver grass, with only his head exposed. Xiao Wu had no choice but to choose this somewhat awkward way of throwing him down.
She had already used all her strength.
"Haha, good cooperation. It's fun to take a turn occasionally." Looking at the ground getting closer and closer, Zhao Wuji was not panicked at all. Instead, he grinned with an inexplicable smile.
"Not good." Tang San's pupils shrank in the distance, and he quickly pulled back with both hands. The blue silver grass wrapped around Xiao Wu's waist suddenly carried Xiao Wu back into the air.
The moment Xiao Wu was pulled back, the blue silver grass that was wrapped around Zhao Wuji exploded with a "bang" and broke into pieces that flew everywhere.
When he reached the ground, Zhao Wuji pushed himself up with both hands, did a standard backflip, and stood firmly.
Tang San and Xiao Wu's series of attacks were resolved in an instant, making them useless and wasting a lot of soul power and physical strength.
Under Zhao Wuji's feet, seven circles of gorgeous soul rings had risen up at some point. At the same time, the shadow of a giant yellow bear about two people tall appeared behind him. It roared silently towards the sky, and khaki soul power spots emanated from Zhao Wuji's body and floated around him, making him look even more majestic and extraordinary.
The expressions of Tang San, Xiao Wu and others became nervous. Zhu Zhuqing, who was wandering around the battlefield and had not found an opportunity, gritted her teeth slightly at this time.
Zhao Wuji, having activated his martial spirit, seemed to be getting serious. They glanced at the incense stick, which had already burned a third of its way, and felt a slight sense of urgency. If they continued like this, they might not pass the assessment.
What was Ah Qiu doing? His fighting power shouldn't be this high. How could he not even stop Teacher Zhao for a moment? Tang San anxiously searched the field for Ye Zhiqiu. Finally, on a large rock, he found Ye Zhiqiu sitting cross-legged, watching the show.
At this time, Ye Zhiqiu was holding half a watermelon with a spoon stuck in it. When he saw Tang San looking at him, he smiled at Tang San.
Tang San's face twitched. We are here taking the test with all our might, and you are just a spectator. Doesn't your conscience hurt?