Chapter 69: Tang San, Do You Have Confidence?
Although Dai Mubai also wanted to take revenge on Su Yan, the situation clearly made that impossible right now.
Zhao Wuji acted on impulse for a moment of itchy hands— yet the one expected to shoulder the blame afterward would be Dai Mubai.
And the real problem was…
Originally, it was just Su Yan alone, but Zhao Wuji's actions would directly offend five students. Including himself, there were only eight students in the academy in total.
He wasn't stupid—how could he possibly agree to take responsibility for this?
Meanwhile—
Ning Rongrong whispered, "Brother Su Yan, do you think that big tiger is telling the other person to intentionally teach us a lesson?"
Xiao Wu pouted, "It must be. This hateful big tiger, next time let's all beat him up together!"
Tang San stood silently at the side.
Su Yan and Dai Mubai's grudge? What did that have to do with him?
He wasn't about to get involved.
"Tang San," Su Yan suddenly called.
Su Yan spoke solemnly:
"I just remembered something. We didn't know about Oscar's sausage, but Dai Mubai definitely did!"
"And he didn't warn us?"
Tang San's expression darkened.
Unforgivable.
Dai Mubai—you're courting death!
Ning Rongrong, Xiao Wu, and Zhu Zhuqing all froze on the spot.
Good lord…
Su Yan was too sinister.
Because it was obvious:
Zhao Wuji ignored Dai Mubai entirely.
He waved his hand and said, "Enough. I'll announce to them that this has nothing to do with you."
After saying that—
Zhao Wuji pulled out an incense stick from who knows where, rubbed his finger on the tip of the incense, lit it, and flicked it onto the ground.
"Let me make this clear beforehand. This is my personal test for the five of you. It has nothing to do with Xiao Bai or your previous conflict."
"Prepare yourselves."
Dai Mubai: "???"
He was dumbfounded.
Was that supposed to be an explanation!?
Depressed to the brink of tears, Dai Mubai walked toward Su Yan's group of five and said with a serious face:
"This wasn't my idea. Originally, I was supposed to be your opponent. Teacher Zhao was only responsible for supervising."
Dai Mubai had no choice.
If he explained now, there was still a slim chance to clear things up. But if he didn't clarify, and they found out later, he would never be able to explain himself again.
Xiao Wu snorted: "You think we're stupid?"
Dai Mubai glanced at Su Yan helplessly and continued:
"Anyway, it has nothing to do with me. Let me tell you about Teacher Zhao, and you can figure out the strategy yourselves."
"Teacher Zhao Wuji—rank 76 Soul Saint, vice-dean of the academy. His overall strength is second only to the dean."
"His martial soul is the Vigorous Vajra Bear, an extremely powerful beast-type martial soul. His whole body has no weak points, and his defense is terrifying. Even soul masters of the same level find it hard to break through."
Ning Rongrong gasped.
"What? He's the Immovable King Zhao Wuji!?"
Xiao Wu and the others all turned pale.
"Rank 76 Soul Saint?"
"How are we supposed to fight that?"
The girls looked at Dai Mubai as if they wanted to beat him up first.
Dai Mubai was suffering inside.
He only hoped Teacher Zhao wouldn't go too hard today— otherwise, these five would definitely hate him forever, maybe even ambush him with a sack later.
"Brother Su Yan?" Ning Rongrong turned to him with questioning eyes.
Su Yan glanced at them, completely calm.
"We only have to endure one stick of incense. We're not trying to defeat him."
"Tang San, do you have confidence?"
Tang San nearly choked.
"Me?"
What confidence could he possibly have!?
Su Yan had already turned to Xiao Wu and declared seriously:
"Xiao Wu, relax. Just watch me perform."
"I have confidence."
"I'm very confident."
Tang San, who had just been despairing over facing a rank 76 Soul Saint:
Tang San absolutely would not allow it.
He would never allow Su Yan to keep showing off in front of Xiao Wu.
Seeing this reaction, Su Yan was delighted.
That's more like it.
If you don't step forward, how are you going to get beaten? If you don't get beaten, how is Zhao Wuji supposed to get beaten?
And if none of you get beaten, then what kind of fun-loving person would he be?
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong exchanged doubtful glances at Su Yan, unable to figure out what kind of trap he was preparing to set for Tang San this time.
"Alright, that's decided."
Su Yan looked at Tang San and said,
"You go on offense. Don't worry—be bold. I'll have the little monkey give you support and protect Rongrong and the others."
"A rank 76 Soul Saint."
If the opponent were Flender, Su Yan would have had to take it seriously.
But against a clumsy opponent like Zhao Wuji, Su Yan's Lingbo Weibu and infinite mana would allow him to fight him all day long.
If Zhao Wuji so much as touched the corner of his clothes, Su Yan would consider it a loss.
And this didn't even include how overwhelmingly strong the mutated little monkey was.
Of course—
Some chances to show off should be taken. Some chances… were best avoided.
In this situation, showing off would bring him no benefits. Su Yan decided to leave the spotlight to Tang San for now.
Tang San had no objections to Su Yan's desire to slack off. What he feared wasn't Su Yan being lazy— but Su Yan working too hard and stealing all the attention.
If that happened, Tang San's presence in Xiao Wu's eyes would drop even lower.
"I am a Weapon Martial soul, Blue Silver Grass, a rank 29 control system Battle Soul Master."
Xiao Wu then looked at Ning Rongrong.
"Rongrong, I'm a Beast Martial Soul, a Rabbit, a rank 29 attack system Battle Soul Master."
Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly and added,
"Weapon Martial, Soul Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, a rank 26 support system Soul Master."
She hoped to see surprise in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes— but Zhu Zhuqing simply remained calm, already knowing Ning Rongrong's identity.
"I'm Beast Martial Soul, Hell Spirit Cat, rank 27, Agility-attack system Battle Soul Master."
Xiao Wu then spoke for the little monkey.
"And the little monkey is a Beast Martial Soul, a mutated martial soul—Rank 38 Soul Elder."
Little Monkey waved its small hand, indicating that Xiao Wu was wrong.
"Actually, it's Rank 39 now."
Su Yan casually added,
"Right."
His current soul power was actually ranked 48. After absorbing another System Soul Ring, he would be at least rank 51, and a rank 50 System Soul Ring could raise him by about three more ranks.
Once he obtained the immortal herbs—eating piles of them—raising ten or even twenty ranks wouldn't be surprising.
Add several system soul rings into the mix, and his rank would skyrocket instantly.
Tang San was furious inside.
He had struggled through hardship, been beaten half to death, and then worked hard to gain one rank… Yet Su Yan dared to gain a level too?
Unacceptable!
Was Tang San destined to live under Su Yan's shadow forever!?
Dai Mubai's expression also darkened.
He was equally infuriated.
Damn it!
This bastard was already two ranks higher than him!?
Ning Rongrong, however, looked at Su Yan with bright, delighted eyes.
A powerful offensive martial soul—perfectly compatible with her support-type.
He was around the same age as her, yet possessed such high soul power.
If she brought Su Yan home, her father and Grandpa Sword would probably be overjoyed.
After a short while—
Zhao Wuji stood up again and strode over with heavy footsteps.
"Are you all done discussing?"
"Yes."
Seeing that the five had finished their plan, Dai Mubai answered quickly and ran to the side.
He was extremely curious. Yesterday, Su Yan beat him up—without even using a soul skill.
Today, Dai Mubai was determined to see Su Yan's bizarre martial soul with his own eyes.
Su Yan glanced at Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu.
"You can't break his defense. Just hit him with one round and retreat."
Both girls nodded slightly.
Tang San stood at the front, expression grim, fists clenched tight.
He had lost the match back at Nuoding Academy.
He swore to himself—
Today, he would make Xiao Wu look at him again. He would make her reevaluate him.
'I, Tang San, must stand up today!'
'I can do it!'
'I must do it!'
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End of Chapter