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Chapter 78 The Encounter Between "Little Head" and "Sausage"! [Please Subscribe! Please Vote!]

"Xiao Wu!!!"

The heart-wrenching screams interrupted the idle chatter of three people loitering outside the courtyard wall.

"Oh, what's wrong with them?" Oscar asked, looking towards the direction inside the courtyard wall with a worried expression.

"Let's go, let's go in and take a look." Sage Ma Hongjun didn't hesitate at all, and ran towards the courtyard where Teacher Zhao Wuji and the others were testing the new students' combat coordination.

"Hmm," Chen Hong looked in the direction from which Tang San's shout came, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. He looked up at a certain point in the sky and felt a slight tremor in the soul power fluctuations. If it weren't for his terrifyingly heightened senses, he wouldn't have been able to detect it easily.

Moreover, there was another problem: he noticed that the boy who was shouting loudly seemed to have a somewhat soft voice.

Filled with various doubts, Chen Hong hurried towards the direction Ma Hongjun and the other man had run. When the three of them finally reached the entrance of the trial courtyard, they saw the boy who seemed to be named Tang San. He had several meters long blue silver grass vines extending from his hands, and he was moving with unpredictable steps. He was constantly taking out a large number of iron hidden weapons from the spatial soul tool at his waist and throwing them at Zhao Wuji, who had seven soul rings appearing behind him, with very skillful techniques.

Zhao Wuji stood in the middle of the field, his body radiating a thick yellow soul power. He looked at Tang San, who was attacking him with various hidden weapons, with some surprise in his eyes. He couldn't understand why this little guy was like an inflated balloon that would burst at the slightest touch.

Was he worried about his girlfriend? But it's normal to get injured in a fight like this; Zhao Wuji was very careful with his strength.

Moreover, he barely harmed the girl named Xiao Wu. It was she who overestimated herself and used her Great Soul Master's soul power to use a mental skill to charm him, a Soul Saint. He didn't do anything; he simply broke free, and Xiao Wu was directly affected by the backlash of the soul skill, suffering mental damage. Then he gently slapped her away to prevent her from being accidentally injured by others.

So, what happened to that little guy named Tang San? He suddenly exploded!

"Hey you."

Zhao Wuji was somewhat puzzled when he saw that Tang San, the little devil, had red eyes and was looking at him with murderous intent.

He had already acknowledged the combat prowess of these individuals and was thus ready to end this tedious duel, but Tang San's state made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.

How did a perfectly good simulated battle turn into a life-or-death struggle for you, little guy?

"Fine," Zhao Wuji said with some annoyance, swatting away dozens of steel needles in an attempt to end the battle. However, his gaze fell upon Tang San, and his eyes met Tang San's, which were emitting a faint purple light, causing him to momentarily lose focus.

In that instant, Tang San, using the Ghostly Shadow Step, leaped into the air. His Purple Demon Eyes distracted Zhao Wuji, and his right hand swept across the [Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon] at his waist, revealing a crystal-clear golden needle that reflected the sunlight like jade!

Dragon whisker needle!

Swish!

Chen Hong, who had just run to the door, was immediately drawn to the dragon whisker needle in Tang San's hand. His gaze sharpened as he saw Tang San throw the dragon whisker needle at a very strange and tricky angle, using the wrist strength enhanced by his soul power!

After gaining acceleration, the Dragon Whisker Needle moved through the air like a dragon, with all sorts of dust particles in the space automatically avoiding it and making way for it!

To outsiders, the dragon whisker needle vanished into space in an instant, disappearing in a flash, and with a whoosh, it pierced directly into Zhao Wuji's forehead, who had just woken up from his dazed state!

shock!

Upon seeing this, Chen Hong's eyes narrowed.

A child with such a strong desire to kill?

boom!

As the dragon whisker needle suddenly pierced his forehead, Zhao Wuji's soul power instantly swelled! The powerful soul power instantly blasted Tang San away, sending him flying backward. He was caught by Zhu Zhuqing, who reacted quickly enough, but he still couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

hum!

The spirit rings around Zhao Wuji lit up one by one, his spirit power surged, and the gale continued!

A thin line of blood appeared on Zhao Wuji's white eyeballs. His brows furrowed, and his body radiated a murderous aura. The powerful soul force pressure made the group of children present feel somewhat breathless.

At this moment, Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others finally understood how Zhao Wuji had just been showing them how to release the sea!

In this situation, it's a miracle that Xiao Wu wasn't slapped to death by Zhao Wuji; he was being merciful!

"Teacher Zhao!" Dai Mubai, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but rush out from the corner of the wall, shielding Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing behind him, and then exclaimed to Zhao Wuji.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji finally realized his lapse in composure. He frowned, pressed one hand to his temple, and glared at Tang San, who was spitting out blood, with a serious expression on his face.

"Oscar! Hey, come quick! Get everyone back to their senses!"

Zhao Wuji, his eyes bloodshot, saw the 'white-bearded old man' standing dumbfounded at the door and roared angrily.

"Give me a detox sausage!"

Oscar, who had been yelled at, immediately came to his senses and quickly called over the other four people together with Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai. Then, two yellow spirit rings appeared behind him.

"Soul Curse! I've got a giant sausage!"

"Soul Curse! I've got a little sausage!"

Oscar uttered two soul incantations that left Tang San, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong speechless, and then two sausages of different sizes appeared in his hand.

For some reason, Ning Rongrong saw a resemblance to her cousin Chen Hong in this white-bearded old man.

One is obsessed with all kinds of 'heads', while the other is obsessed with all kinds of 'sausages'?

"Are we really going to eat this?" Zhu Zhuqing asked cautiously as Zhao Wuji, still furious, approached, out of respect for the powerful, though her face was full of resistance.

"I don't want to eat it!" Ning Rongrong bluntly expressed her attitude.

"Eat them all!" Zhao Wuji roared, then grabbed a few antidote sausages from Oscar's hand with a disgruntled expression and stuffed them haphazardly into his mouth, attempting to relieve the pain in his head with these antidote sausages.

"You!" Ning Rongrong's temper flared up a bit when Zhao Wuji yelled at her like that. She wanted to retort, but Chen Hong's voice interrupted her.

"Teacher Zhao, it seems you've run into some trouble."

Chen Hong walked in from outside the door, his gaze sweeping over the future Shrek Seven Devils before finally settling on Zhao Wuji's slightly reddened forehead.

(End of this chapter)