Ning Rongrong was in disbelief, increasingly in awe: "Truly a super monster."
Tang San watched Zhao Wuji spitting blood just like he did moments ago, feeling comforted, not for himself, but for Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu had also sustained some serious injuries earlier, but now it was evened out.
Zhao Wuji felt utterly humiliated; even when taking it seriously, he suffered a great loss.
However, what baffled him was that Ye Yu's fist didn't seem to carry enough power to injure him to this extent. But the moment it struck him, the power surged. It wasn't due to lowered defense but because of something else.
Zhao Wuji solemnly asked, "What abilities does your left arm's external Soul Bone have?"
Ye Yu replied, "It seems you've noticed. My left arm's external Soul Bone comes from the Soul Beast hunted during my third Soul Ring acquisition, a defense-breaking power-type Soul Beast, the Dark Gold Power-Breaking Tiger. The left arm's external Soul Bone has two abilities: enhancing the left arm's defense and strength. Initially, it was ten percent; now, with three Soul Rings, it's all forty percent."
"As for the second ability, it's the Triple Strike!"
At this point, Ye Yu said, Zhao Wuji's heart shook—Triple Strike?!
Ye Yu continued, "It only triggers upon hitting the target. With my current three Soul Rings, the maximum is a triple strike! However, the chance of triggering the maximum strike is extremely low. With my three Soul Rings now, there's a three percent chance to trigger a triple strike. A double strike has a six percent chance, a single strike nine percent, and a 0.9x strike twelve percent..."
"So, Teacher Zhao, your luck was really bad. On the first attack to your abdomen, it triggered a triple strike! The second time was a single strike."
Zhao Wuji instantly understood that this second ability was also terrifying, though its probability was low. But as Ye Yu's strength grows, the chance will surely increase.
Zhao Wuji cursed internally, "Am I really that unlucky? Triggering a three percent chance of a triple strike. Three percent, that might only happen three times out of a hundred hits."
"Oscar, give me another recovery sausage," Zhao Wuji called to Oscar.
He sensibly didn't ask Ye Yu to heal him, as that was impossible.
Oscar quickly made a sausage for Zhao Wuji to eat, but the injuries were severe this time and wouldn't heal quickly.
Zhao Wuji curiously asked, "Facing my third Soul Power's Gravity Enhancement, how were you still able to move freely, as if my gravity didn't exist at all?"
Ye Yu calmly replied, "Is it heavy? I could endure such gravity since I was six."
"What?!" Zhao Wuji was immediately shocked, enduring it since six?
Zhao Wuji marveled, "What a demon."
Being able to withstand such gravity at six, it's no surprise now when facing my fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Compression, he could barely support for a few breaths.
Zhao Wuji felt Ye Yu's potential was limitless, with a terrifying constitution, sufficient for the Support Type; yet, he trained himself even more rigorously, as evident from carrying a weight of a hundred thousand pounds. It must be that he trained even harder in the past.
Indeed, Ye Yu didn't let his strong physique justify not training. Instead, he trained harder, better utilizing this advantage. Over more than five years, the madness of his training is known only to him.
But hard work pays off, and today's battle with Zhao Wuji proved that the effort wasn't wasted.
Zhao Wuji no longer asked more, clutching his stomach as his facial muscles twitched, turned, and left, not wanting to continue being a laughingstock.
Zhao Wuji had a love-hate relationship with Ye Yu—making him so embarrassed yet being such a super demon.
This evaluation made him realize that Tang San and the others are no worse than Mubai and the trio, and Ye Yu was entirely above the seven monsters.
Ye Yu and the others returned to the dormitory, and soon Xiao Wu awoke.
Tang San asked with concern, "Xiao Wu, how do you feel?"
Xiao Wu felt no pain in her body and her spirit improved a lot.
"I'm fine, Third Brother, what happened?"
Oscar said admiringly, "You've got a great leader, so strong! I even want to acknowledge Brother Yu as the leader."
Oscar's words didn't bother Dai Mubai at all, as expected.
After having fought with Ye Yu before, he realized that his position as leader was at risk in the future. Witnessing Ye Yu's power again today shocked him repeatedly. Even if he reached level forty-five, he felt he wouldn't be Ye Yu's match.
A formidable body, strength, defense, speed—all terrifying—and with terrifying support abilities and two external Soul Bone bestowed powers—at full capacity Ye Yu's strength was overwhelming.
After Tang San recounted what happened, Xiao Wu felt joyful, admiring Tang San even more and increasingly in awe of Ye Yu.
"No wonder they are my two brothers. Amazing," Xiao Wu praised.
Ye Yu said, "Hungry? Let's go eat."
Xiao Wu looked outside, realizing it was already dusk, and felt indeed hungry.
After arriving at the cafeteria, Oscar and Dai Mubai were surprised to see today's meal was so good, "Today's food is this good?"
There was fish and meat, along with large bone soup, a variety of nutritious vegetables, making Oscar drool.
The academy had always been poor, with very basic meals, so what's the occasion today?
Shao Xin sighed lightly, "I'm also surprised that the dean suddenly decided to spend so much on the meals, but I think it should be because of Ye Yu."
Oscar said gratefully, "It's great that Brother Yu is here; following Brother Yu, we'll eat well."
"Everyone is at the age of development, so naturally, they must eat well and drink well. Let's dig in." Ye Yu was already eager.
Quickly, Oscar, Dai Mubai, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing witnessed another surprising aspect of Ye Yu, which was his astonishing appetite.
Oscar, feeling pity for the dean, thought this appetite would soon bankrupt the academy. Then the dean would have a headache.
At this moment, deep in the night, Zhao Wuji sat sulking in his room, naturally because of the events during the day.
Repeated humiliation left him extremely annoyed. Despite his fame as the Unmoving Ming King and being a level seventy-six Soul Saint, he fell at the hands of two kids today. Especially Ye Yu, whose face he lost completely, suffering considerable injuries, still feeling some stomach pain.
Originally, today was merely a desire to exercise, so he personally conducted the assessment. But unexpectedly, two monsters appeared in this batch, one a small monster, the other a super demon.
While feeling displeased, he also found a lot to appreciate in Tang San and Ye Yu, particularly Ye Yu, who, as a Support Type, exhibited strength exceeding that of the same level Strong Attack Type. He thought that Tang San and Ye Yu might become peerless experts in the future.
Zhao Wuji's face showed a hint of a sly smile, "As a teacher, I was indeed embarrassed today. In future combat classes, I should give them special attention."
"However..."
Zhao Wuji thought that Ye Yu's terrifying constitution might make it hard even for combat classes to challenge him.
"Forget it; if practical classes can't challenge Ye Yu, I'll challenge Tang San. Today, this little hedgehog also made me feel uncomfortable. No, it's not called challenging; it's honing them. Jade can't be crafted into a tool without polishing."
Zhao Wuji thought like this, obviously seeking revenge but finding a reason for himself.
Zhao Wuji smiled broadly, preparing to sleep.
"Haha, it's settled then."
However, just as Zhao Wuji was about to lie down, a sudden deep voice emerged, carrying a hint of coldness, freezing the smile on his face instantly.
"Zhao Wuji, come out!"