Oscar spoke confidently, looking like there was no problem at all!
Just then, they were a little hungry, so Ma Hongjun wanted to try his cooking skills first!
"Little Oscar, how about this, we're hungry, why don't you make me a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger)? If it's as successful as you say,
I'll have Shuang'er call Yuanyuan back!"
The pond was right next to the kitchen, so the five of them went to the kitchen to watch Oscar's performance.
Oscar had been working alone in the kitchen for the past six months, but now that someone was watching, he perked up.
He first took out a portion of flour and started kneading the dough. While kneading the dough, a fleshy red light appeared on his hands.
He was actually using soul power to make food!
This really opened the eyes of the group. Soon, the dough gradually took shape in his hands. He pinched out a round dough ball and rolled it back and forth between his hands, the hot soul power enveloping the dough.
In a short while, the dough turned into bread in his hands. His fingers melted through it, and the bread cracked open, releasing the aroma of baked bread.
His technique was practiced; he then put down the bread and released his spirit ring.
"I've got a giant sausage!"
A thick sausage was slowly being created. Oscar was serious and focused, and Ma Hongjun and the others didn't interrupt him because of the bizarre and lewd spirit incantation.
Although the three girls were slightly surprised, they didn't disrupt the serious atmosphere.
A serious man is the most handsome, and Oscar possessed a craftsman's spirit, his energy completely concentrated on the sausage and bread.
After the sausage was made, he manipulated it in his hands, quickly transforming the thick, cylindrical sausage into a flat, steak-shaped slice.
After folding it several times, the shape became slightly smaller than the bread, and then he placed the flattened sausage slice in the center of the bread.
Holding it with both hands, a fleshy red spirit power rose like flames in his palms, releasing a rich aroma. The sausage slice absorbed the oil from the bread, softening it and enveloping the sausage slice.
After a moment, he finished.
Oscar handed the meat sandwich to Ma Hongjun.
"Are you satisfied with this?"
Ma Hongjun took it, the enticing aroma making him unconsciously swallow.
One bite!
"Wow!"
Soft and sweet bread, slightly chewy, with rich and flavorful slices of meat.
It was so delicious it was heavenly!
"Awesome, so satisfying!"
"Xiao Ao, this is so delicious! This is the best roujiamo I've ever had!
Following your method, if you replace the bread with round ones, and you two combine your soul power to bake it together, you'll definitely succeed!
Next time we go back, I'll have Shuang'er bring the round ones back!
Make one for each of the four of them too, so they can try it!"
Oscar was overjoyed to receive Ma Hongjun's approval. After researching for so long, ever since he discovered and successfully used soul power to alter food, he had figured out the key to soul skill fusion: soul power altering the shape of a martial soul, using soul power to cook the martial soul. Then
, Oscar followed the same method and made four more.
With Ma Hongjun's unconventional and enthusiastic praise, Tang San and the other three also tried eating them.
The unusual deliciousness also drew their praise!
It further solidified their belief in Shrek Academy's reputation for being monstrous!
Even their cooking was so outstanding!
After a simple lunch, Ma Hongjun and his group of six arrived at the training grounds, where Dai Mubai and Zhao Wuji were already waiting.
"Hongjun, where have you been? I couldn't find you anywhere," Dai Mubai said as he approached.
"Oh, weren't you busy earlier? I showed them around,"
Ma Hongjun said, glancing at Zhao Wuji, who was sitting in a beanbag chair.
These old men from Shrek Academy liked to lounge in beanbag chairs and pretend to nap.
"Teacher Zhao, the four of them have passed the previous tests and are now here to take the fourth test!"
"Oh, so there are four of them coming for the fourth test this year!
Interesting!"
Zhao Wuji opened his eyes, observing Tang San and the others with great interest.
Sure enough, they've arrived!
Zhao Wuji wouldn't miss a single opportunity to be proven wrong!
Zhao Wuji changed the testing method, deciding to personally take action and have Tang San and the other three face him together, trying to withstand him for the duration of an incense stick burning. Left
with no other choice, Ma Hongjun quickly briefed Tang San and the others on Zhao Wuji's strength. The four were extremely surprised to learn that Zhao Wuji was a Soul Saint.
However, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and face him, hoping Zhao Wuji would show mercy.
After speaking, Ma Hongjun took Dai Mubai and Oscar to the side to watch the spectacle.
Zhao Wuji gave the four the time it takes for an incense stick to burn to discuss their options. After the incense stick burned, Zhao Wuji stood up and lit another incense stick.
The battle begins!
Ning Rongrong moves first.
"Seven Treasures Spin Out with Glazed Glass."
Standing at the back, Ning Rongrong gracefully spun once, releasing a dazzling seven-colored light from her body. At the point where the light converged, a seven-colored pagoda over a foot tall appeared in her right palm.
The pagoda shimmered with precious light, exuding an air of nobility. Ning Rongrong smiled, appearing ethereal and otherworldly. Two yellow spirit rings rose from beneath her feet, quietly circling around her.
"Seven Treasures have names, the first being: Strength."
The first spirit ring rose, enveloping the seven-colored pagoda. With a flick of Ning Rongrong's left finger, three beams of light were simultaneously released, each enveloping one of Tang San's companions.
Zhao Wuji looked at Ning Rongrong with some surprise:
"Good heavens, one of this year's examinees is from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan. Not bad, not bad, old ghost Flander will definitely be excited this time."
"Seven Treasures is famous, secondly: Speed."
Three more beams of colorful light appeared, and Ning Rongrong's second soul ring skill was unleashed.
As a support-type soul master, Ning Rongrong was very clear about her role. She had received various training for support soul masters since childhood. It could be said that although her combat experience was limited, her combat awareness was not weak.
Tang San and the other two also summoned their martial souls. With Ning Rongrong's 30% speed and strength amplification, the three of them greatly increased their strength.
Zhao Wuji chuckled, squatted down, and slammed both fists down on the ground at the same time.
This was a simple area-of-effect attack that Tang San and the other two could dodge. It was aimed at Ning Rongrong, the support soul master.
Tang San had strong combat experience. Under the guidance of the Grandmaster, he understood the importance of protecting the support in team battles.
A long, dark blue vine suddenly lashed out, its tendrils devoid of thorns. It wrapped around Ning Rongrong's waist, lifting her into the air.
With a muffled boom, the earth trembled violently, and a wave of earthy yellow energy rippled outwards towards Tang San and his companions.
Xiao Wu then launched a frontal assault, while Zhao Wuji, without releasing his spirit, fought solely with his physical strength.
As Xiao Wu faced Zhao Wuji head-on, Zhu Zhuqing attacked from the side.
After possessing the body, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes changed color simultaneously—her left eye was dark green, her right a clear blue. Her long hair flowed naturally down her back, and her movements created a trail of faint afterimages, making it difficult to pinpoint her exact location.
Her attacks were extremely sharp, her claws targeting vital points.
"Netherworld Thrust!"
Ning Rongrong's support abilities were perfectly suited to Zhu Zhuqing, the increased strength and speed amplifying the advantages of an agility-based spirit master.
The powerful penetrating force forced Zhao Wuji to unleash his spirit.
Yellow, purple, black!
"Clang clang clang clang clang!"
After the martial soul was activated, it easily blocked Zhu Zhuqing's attack; the cat's claws couldn't even pierce Zhao Wuji's skin.
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass finally showed its powerful role in team battles.
It could not only restrict the opponent's movement and control them, but also adjust the position of teammates like tentacles. Thus, when Tang San commanded, the Blue Silver Grass served as a link between him and his teammates.
The Blue Silver Grass's role in team battles far exceeded that in one-on-one combat.
With Tang San and Xiao Wu's skillful cooperation, plus Zhu Zhuqing's agile flank support, Zhao Wuji, who hadn't released his soul skills, found his swollen body very passive.
Xiao Wu closed in and wrapped her arms around his waist, grabbing his ankles.
Xiao Wu activated her first soul skill.
"Waist Bow!"
She spun Zhao Wuji's body violently three times in the air, causing him to slam headfirst into the ground.
Just before Xiao Wu and Zhao Wuji's bodies were about to crash to the ground, a thick vine formed from Blue Silver Grass wrapped around Xiao Wu's waist. Zhao Wuji spun headfirst and crashed heavily to the ground, while Xiao Wu was suddenly lifted up by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, gracefully turning in the air before falling gently.
"Boom—"
Zhao Wuji's massive body, now possessed by his martial soul, slammed heavily into the ground. His entire head was completely buried in the soil.
Ma Hongjun and the other two couldn't help but burst into laughter!
Ma Hongjun: "Teacher Zhao overdid it!"
Oscar: "Teacher Zhao is eating dirt!"
Dai Mubai: "Is Teacher Zhao a masochist?!"
(End of Chapter)