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"Six have passed the twenty-fifth rank, not bad. My test is the last. If you pass it, you can become official students of Shrek Academy. However, it will not be easy. I will test your combat ability."

Zhao Wuji smiled slightly and then continued

"My name is Zhao Wuji, since you have passed the second and third test, I will be your personal opponent. I will give you the duration of one incense stick so you can discuss a plan among yourselves. After the period ends, the test will begin. You will have to endure my attacks for the duration of one incense stick. Even if one person remains standing, you will all succeed." Just as an advice, do not rely on the strength of one person among you. It is impossible to succeed like this. Your only chance is to work together."

Dai Mubai said hesitantly

"Master Zhao, this is not good."

"I don't care about your opinion, the dean is not here, which puts me in higher authority. I am the one who determines what is good. I will light the incense stick, so don't waste your time. You can also tell them about my power."

After speaking these lines, he took out an incense stick from somewhere, lit it, and then stuck it in the ground

After that, Zhao Wuji returned to

his chair and continued sleeping

Dai Mubai motioned for the students to gather and then said:

"I can't help you since Teacher Zhao will take the matter personally."

Xiao Wu said with a smile:

"Master Zhao is definitely not a Soul Emperor like the old man at the academy entrance."

Mobai shook his head and said:

"no"

Zhang Yong frowned slightly and then said:

"Teacher Zhao is a soul sage, isn't he?"

Mubai shook his head, emphasizing Zhang Yong's words:

"Right, specifically he is rank seventy-six, a spirit sage of the battle branch, he has a beast-type martial spirit."

Everyone's eyes locked at the same time. He was a powerful force. As I previously said, a Spirit Emperor is equivalent to a thousand soldiers, but a Spirit Sage is equivalent to ten times that.

Xiao Wu spoke in disbelief:

"Rank seventy-six?!, but he looks younger compared to the old man at the entrance of the academy."

Dai Mubai said calmly:

"Age is not everything. You don't have much time. I will tell you about Master Zhao's abilities. Then, design a plan to confront him. Otherwise, not to mention an incense stick, you will be defeated from the first attack."

Then Dai Mubai smiled wryly:

"Originally, Teacher Zhao was supposed to be the proctor of the test, and I am the one you will be facing, but who would have expected him to personally intervene?"

"Teacher Zhao's spirit is a vajra bear, this martial spirit's defense is extremely terrifying.

It has no flaws at all. Even a Soul Sage of the same rank would find it difficult to harm Master Zhao, he is called the Bright King Who doesn't budge in the academy, contrary to what it seems the Bear-type martial spirit is slow, but that is only if he is of the same rank as you, but he is a higher rank than you so his speed higher "

Ning Rongrong suddenly shouted

"It's Bright King Zhao Wuji. He's been missing for ten years. He had a dispute with the Spirit Hall, so she wanted to punish him. But no one expected him to defeat sixteen bishops by himself. Bishops are supposed to reach the rank of Spirit Emperor, but unexpectedly, he was at shrek Academy"

Dai Mubai nodded and said:

"Yes, and he has seven rings, two yellow, two purple, and three black. He got them all from monsters with strong defense and attack, so even if he lets you hit him, he won't be affected, so create a plan to succeed."

The six began to introduce themselves one by one

"I am Tang San, Blue Silver Grass Spirit Tool, rank twenty-ninth, Martial Spirit Master of the Control Branch."

"Xiao Wu, a rabbit beast spirit, rank twenty-ninth attack branch martial spirit master."

"Zhang Yong, Little tree Tool Spirit, Rank Twenty-Eighth, Support Spirit Master."

"Yuan Ling, White jade python Beast Spirit, rank twenty-eighth, Attack Branch Spirit Master."

Ning Rong Rong hesitated for a moment before speaking:

"Ning Rong Rong, Spirit Tool, Seven Floor Glass Tower, Rank Twenty-Sixth Spirit Support Branch Master."

"Zhou Ziqin, Hellcat Beast Spirit, rank twenty-seventh Speed Branch Spirit Master."

Just as the four people said their introductions, including Dai Mubai, everyone's gazes focused on one person. This person who attracted the other's attention was Ning Rongrong.

Tang San opened his mouth and said in shock:

"Seven Floor Glass Tower? Does this mean that you are from the Seven Floor Glass Tower Clan?"

This clan and its martial spirits were recognized. This spirit was considered the best in terms of support. It was called the strongest support spirit on the continent. The clan also possessed huge wealth. Even the Spirit Hall itself showed reverence and respect for it.

Ning Rong Rong stuck out her tongue and said

"Don't look at me like that, I'm just an ordinary person. I sneakily escaped from home. Let's focus first on the test. I have two rings that can enhance strength and speed by thirty percent, and I can continue to stick incense without any problems."

This spirit was not considered the best because the support rate was large, but because it increased, every time it broke through a rank, which resulted in an increase of the previous rings by ten percent. In short, its fighting spirit could improve the old rings with every breakthrough in the world.

However, Ning Rongrong looked at Zhang Yong with a surprised look

Ning Rong's rank was 26, which was already pretty good, but Naoto had surpassed her. Ning Rong Rong's personality was somewhat arrogant, as she viewed herself as no support spirit master superior to her in strength at the same age. What's even stranger is that he was a male support spirit master

Most of the supporting spirit masters were women, so this made her even more surprised

"is there a problem"

Zhang Yong asked gently as soon as he noticed her

"Nothing, then how are we going to fight Zhao Wuji?"

Tang San stepped forward and proposed a strategy based on the information he had

After everyone agreed the incense stick was finished, Zhao Wuji stood up and stood in the middle of the arena

"Time is up, let's start the test."

Zhao Wuji took out another incense stick, lit it, and stuck it into the ground

As soon as the six entered the arena, Ning Rong Rong took out her martial spirit, a seven-story tall blue tower made of glass, and two spirit rings floated behind her.

"Seven floors of glass, first floor, power."

Five paths of light shot out and fell onto everyone's bodies

"Seven floors of glass, second floor, speed"

Once again five paths of light came out and fell onto everyone's bodies

Everyone felt their physical abilities increasing and strength exploding within them

Ning Rong Rong gasped hard and tiredly, all her soul energy had been consumed by the

reinforcement of five people

On the other side, Zhao Wuji noticed Ning Rong Rong's fighting spirit and laughed out loud

"Unexpectedly, a spirit master from the Seven Floors Glass Clan has joined this year. If Flanders sees this, he will get excited."

Immediately after he finished speaking, he clenched his fists and hit the ground forcefully, creating earthquakes to prevent Ning Rongrong from completing his strengthening for everyone.

Tang San shouted forcefully and motioned for Xiao Wu, Zhou Ziqin, and Yuan Ling to attack

"Go"

The three of them immediately charged towards Zhao Wuji, but instead of fighting him directly, they seemed to circle around him. Then Xiao Wu and Zhou Ziqin started delivering fast kicks, and Yuan Ling climbed on top of Zhao Wuji's body and tried to strangle him with her snake body. Zhao Wuji grabbed Yuan Ling by the tail and threw her away towards him. Outside, Tang San then paid attention to Ning Rong Rong

Due to exhaustion, Ning Rongrong would not be able to dodge in time, so Zhang Yong hurried over, grabbed her, and jumped over the waves as planned.

The three of them will take charge of the fight, Tang San is the main battle planner while Ning Ronggong supports them, and Zhang Yong will be responsible for protecting Ning Ronggong and treating the injured when injured.

After Zhang Yong and Ning Rong Rong landed on the ground, Yuan Ling threw towards them, Zhang Yong caught her, stepped back a few steps, then put her on the ground, took out his martial spirit and healed her.

"I thank you"

"There's no time for this, we have to keep going."

Yuan Ling quickly got up and returned to the battle

"You have a good reaction."

Zhao Wu Ji praised everyone. He smiled and then put his hand behind his back as if he was allowing them to hit him. Zhou Ziqin and Xiao Wu were the attackers from the side and attacked Yuan Ling from the front. Zhao Wu Ji was confident in his strength so he allowed them to do so. The three attacked forcefully, but Something went wrong. Suddenly, Zhao Wuji's eyes became a little blurry and things were moving slowly. Xiao Wu noticed something was wrong and took advantage of the opportunity to deliver a kick to his head, but he jumped to the side. At that moment, Tang San's vines grabbed Zhao Wuji's feet, and Xiao Wu delivered another kick, but Zhao Wuji blocked her kick using his arm

Zhao Wuji tried to grab her foot to throw her away as well, but as soon as he grabbed her foot, she climbed over his shoulders and used her feet to strangle him.

'What's up with the suffocation, kids?'

This is what Zhao Wuji thought before Xiao Wu threw him into the air

"Interesting, I'll be serious this time."

Zhao Wuji roared as he was in the air and a yellow bear shape appeared attached to his body and seven spirit rings appeared, the overwhelming pressure had destroyed Tang San's vines and even made Xiao Wu fling away.

He forced the others close to him to retreat a few steps

Tang San quickly wrapped his vines around Xiao Wu and pulled her

Zhao Wuji's strength was incomparable and they had no choice but to defend

"You have good teamwork, it's a shame you won't get another chance."

Zhao Wuji rushed towards Ning Rong Rong standing next to Zhang Yong

"It seems he has his eyes on you."

"Is this time to be sarcastic?"

Ning Rong Rong got a little angry

She looked at Zhang Yong

The majority stood in front of Zhao Wuji and Xiao Wu was the first to fly away with several injuries on her body, although Tang San picked it up.

Zhang Yong hurried to her side and exhaled his fighting spirit, then a soft green light came out from his hand and Xiao Wu's injuries disappeared

"Thank you"

Xiao Wu smiled slightly and then returned to the battlefield

Meanwhile, Zhao Wuji activated his first soul ring, then a yellow shield appeared around him, piercing through everyone in front of him.

He was aiming for Zhang Yong, his healing ability exceeded what Zhao Wuji could think of, as long as he was there, any attack on him would be of no use, any injury would be healed by him.

Immediately two spirit rings appeared behind Zhang Yong and he activated his first ring

"first ability"

The ground opened in front of him and a small tree appeared and began to pump mist into the place. When Zhao Wuji arrived in front of Zhang Yong, it was as if he did not see him. He turned aside and Naoto did not have to dodge. Zhao Wuji could hardly see the things in front of him, as if he was drunk. Everything in front of him was moving.

"It seems that Yuan Ling has a strong poison."

The reason why Zhao Wuji staggered was because of Yuan Ling's spiritual ability, the moment he grabbed her tail she had spat out hallucinogenic poison.

Zhang Yong grabbed Ning Rong Rong's wrist and quickly took her to the side of his comrades, standing on the far opposite side of Zhao Wuji.

"System, give me my request."

(The host spent 250,000 points to buy an RPG weapon)

"As my grandfather used to say, every prey has its own weapon."

Zhang Yong grabbed the cannon and balanced it over his shoulder and looked at Zhao Wuji. Despite the fog, Zhang Yong saw without problems unlike the others, so he was not afraid of them seeing him.

"Take this, you invincible bastard!"

For a moment, the air in the place froze, as if time had stopped to wait for the massive explosion

With intense concentration and blind confidence, he pulled the trigger forcefully. The projectile shot out at an insane speed that almost made Naoto fly out of the ring. The blazing beam of fire flew out, traveling in a straight line toward Zhao Wuji. He couldn't help but take a defensive position as soon as he heard the sound. In a single moment, the projectile exploded upon impact. , causing the space around them to shake extremely violently under Zhao Wuji's feet.

When the explosion subsided, the explosion left only a few scratches on Zhao Wuji's body

"That was really powerful."

Zhao Wuji smiled faintly

On the other side was Zhang Yong looking from afar,

"What a monster, I still have one thing I can do."

Zhang Yong took out Murasama and put one knee on the ground. He was striking a pose like an Olympic runner

He grabbed Murasama hard and violently

All these years, Zhang Yong had been secretly training, trying to imitate Yami

Instead of expelling the aura from Murasama, he funneled it into his body. The energy filled his being and strengthened his body to the point where blood dripped from his mouth. In a single moment, he blasted the energy from his foothold until it destroyed the ground beneath him. With an insane speed, he launched towards Zhao Wuji.

When Zhao Wuji turned around, Zhang Yong was coming. He didn't know if it was due to a hallucination or not, but he saw the black aura that Naoto had given off surrounding him, as if the King of Hell had personally arrived. The aura instilled terror in his invulnerable body. At the moment of impact, it struck Naoto's body. Zhao Wuji raised his hand then used his second soul skill, and a golden palm rushed out of his hand. The friction was intense. He was already prepared. Naoto had fully used his strength. Every step forward, they both did not retreat. Their will was the only different factor.

Zhang Yong was overloaded

So much so that the sword flew from his hand to the sky and fell to the ground

At that moment, the fog disappeared from the area, revealing Naoto kneeling in front of Zhao Wuji, spitting blood

Zhao Wuji did not speak and remained standing there

Upon seeing the sight, the three of them rushed to Naoto's side

"Are you well"

Tang San asked anxiously

"I'm fine, I can heal myself. Most importantly, did we pass the test, Teacher Zhao?"

Zhang Yong leaned on Tang San's shoulder to stand, and looked at Teacher Zhao with a slight smile

It was difficult for Zhao Wuji not to accept them after seeing what they did. He held out his hand and looked at them

"You all passed the test"

Zhao Wuji immediately turned around after saying that

"good"With these words, Zhang Yong closed his eyes

"Zhang Yong, what's wrong?"

Yuan Ling suddenly panicked when she saw that he had closed his eyes, unable to move

"Don't worry, he just fell asleep."

Tang San reassured Yuan Ling, and for some reason her body was trembling slightly

Zhao Wuji looked at Dai Mubai

"Mobay, you are responsible for these students' housing. Classes start tomorrow."

Dai Mubai nodded and bowed slightly to Zhao Wuji,

'This kid has exceeded my expectations, maybe if it wasn't for the difference in spirit power, he would have been able to defeat me, it's interesting.' Zhao Wuji smiled as he thought and immediately left the place

Dai Mubai called out as he was standing at the side in a loud voice.

"Oscar, come there are sick!"

Immediately Oscar appeared and apparently left his cart and came

He immediately offered his sausage to everyone but Zhou Ziqin and Ning Rongrong didn't want to eat it

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Zhang Yong woke up from his sleep in a small wooden room. It was about ten square meters in size, the stillness of the night permeated the walls. He looked at himself and was lying on top of a rickety bed, covered with a thin blanket hanging from the sides. Traces of fatigue spread throughout his body, and the darkness in the room was dissipated by the faint moonbeam that penetrated the small window. Dim lights spilled onto the floor through the windows, giving a soft glow to the wood-panelled room.

"Did you wake up"

A familiar voice called towards Zhang Yong

He slowly pressed himself down, raised his tired body with difficulty, and sat on the edge of the bed. His hands were shaking,

His gaze darted to the opposite bed. Tang San was sitting on it, his face showing no signs of sleep

"Is this academy housing?"

Zhang Yong asked as he looked around the place

"Yes, we are roommates."

"So if"

"If you don't mind, can I ask you a question?"

"Help yourself"

"Wasn't that sound on the test?"

"It would be strange if you didn't ask, you know I told you that my first soul ability is Mist, but my second soul ability is different."

Naoto raised his hand and took out the small Tree of Life and two soul rings floated behind him, then his second soul ring lit up and a small fireball appeared in his hand.

"This is the second ability of my soul. Do you satisfied by this answer?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, that must have been a secret you wanted to keep-"

Zhang Yong immediately interrupted him and said:

"We've lived together for more than four years, if I don't trust you, who will I trust?"

Tang San couldn't help but thank him for trusting him, in his heart he already considered Zhang Yong his close friend

But That night someone had been beaten badly