In Douluo Continent, Tang San raids my base right from the start.

Chapter 466 Not a single one who can fight!

"Damn it, is this the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School's response to the deadly poison recorded in the Profound Heaven Treasure Record?"

Tang San gritted his teeth.

He took a deep breath, clipped his martial soul to his waist, and then, with a thought, broke off the petals of his martial soul.

With a "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sound, her hands transformed into jade, and she swung them around, catching the falling petals that resembled poisonous fangs and flinging them out one after another.

Ning Rongrong's beautiful eyes lit up. Although she couldn't see the specific limb movements inside the poisonous fog, the black shadows that shot out with the poisonous fog made her realize that the other party had also mastered certain skills in using hidden weapons. It was surprising that she could encounter such an opponent on her first time going out.

Shouldn't we have a showdown?

"Well done!" she exclaimed excitedly, her palms spreading out and transforming into shimmering jade as she directly grabbed at the incoming fangs.

"Ding ding ding" The ten fingers twisted nimbly, either catching the venomous fangs or flicking them away.

"Holy crap!" Oscar was horrified when he saw the dense array of venomous fangs emerging from the poisonous fog. He was even more shocked when he saw Ning Rongrong calmly using her hands to catch or deflect the fangs without being hit in any other part of her body.

If it were him, he would probably be riddled with bullets.

"I'd better stay away." He instinctively pulled back to avoid being hit by the venomous fangs.

The elderly man with injuries nearby was the same as Zhu Zhuqing.

"Damn it!" Tang San's face darkened as he felt his soul power being rapidly depleted. Limited by his cultivation level, he was currently unable to unleash more powerful hidden weapon techniques.

Ning Rongrong's companions were not far away, and there were other people around, so she couldn't use any hidden weapons.

Are we really going to lose like this?

It's not that easy!

He gritted his teeth, stopped what he was doing, and rushed out of the poisonous fog towards Ning Rongrong.

"Have you run out of ideas?" Ning Rongrong asked with a regretful expression.

With a quick step, he charged directly at Tang San.

Having used up both of her soul skills and her hidden weapon techniques, she had nothing to worry about.

"Damn it!" Feeling insulted, Tang San's face suddenly turned red, and his eyes flashed with coldness.

"Control the crane and capture the dragon!" The right hand, now back to normal, reached out directly.

"Tang San, you're still far from being as strong as me." Ning Rongrong smiled and reached out to grab him.

The next second, Tang San pressed down and twisted his wrist sharply, making an upward grabbing motion.

Ning Rongrong's eyebrows furrowed instantly, and surprise flashed in her eyes. This was actually one of the techniques her teacher had taught her—using an opponent's force against them. She immediately reacted, jerking her wrist upwards just as Tang San was about to grab it, while simultaneously pressing her five fingers together sharply downwards.

The teacher also taught her how to solve the problem.

"???" Tang San's expression changed drastically, but it was too late to react. With a "thud," his wrist meridian was struck. A sharp pain and burning sensation, like being struck by lightning, immediately traveled up his wrist, and his entire arm drooped uncontrollably.

His face turned pale with pain, and he quickly stepped back, while simultaneously swinging his other hand in a sweeping motion.

As expected of a teacher, she anticipated this move. Ning Rongrong's eyes flashed; she knew this move!

He quickly shifted his body to the side, raising both hands to change his move, grabbing Tang San's left wrist as it swept towards him.

Then, with a sudden pull to the open side, his waist twisted. Tang San immediately lost his balance, his expression changed, and he was carried away by the immense force.

"Crack." At the same time, Ning Rongrong pinched the wrist with her fingertips, causing it to feel like it had been electrocuted.

"Hiss!" Tang San's face turned pale.

Then he was flung into the air.

"This girl is incredibly strong." Oscar was stunned, his gaze following Tang San's body as it arced through the air.

With a loud thud, it crashed straight into the fence not far away.

The fence around their college hadn't been repaired for years and was already flimsy; this impact cracked it instantly.

With a crackling sound, Tang San flew directly into the academy and then face-peeked into the bushes.

"I have to say, your academy's fence is so flimsy! I was thinking of relieving some of the strain on him." Ning Rongrong looked up and said blankly, "Never mind, don't return the 10 gold soul coins. Keep them for his medical expenses and repair the fence while you're at it."

"Or rather, who else among you wants to step up and fight me!?"

Upon hearing that her third brother had been defeated and injured, and was still unable to open his eyes, Xiao Wu became anxious and shouted out.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and save my third brother!"

"Xiao Wu, I'm fine." Then Tang San's slightly cold voice came.

Everyone looked up and saw Tang San shakily standing up, using his knees as support. His hands hung limply at his waist, clearly not yet recovered.

His body was covered in grass clippings and mud, especially his face, which was green and stained with blood.

He stared directly at Ning Rongrong, his eyes revealing an undisguised chill.

"What?" Ning Rongrong asked, raising her head.

"If you're not satisfied, we can fight again!"

Tang San fell silent, withdrew his gaze, patted the weeds and filth off his clothes, and walked towards Xiao Wu with a cold expression.

"Looks like no one's going to play against me anymore." Ning Rongrong glanced around smugly.

There isn't a single one who can fight!

She nodded slightly. "Goodbye then!"

"Your academy's students can't even beat a support-level Soul Master like me. They failed!"

As he spoke, he strode toward the teacher.

"You call this a support Soul Master?" Oscar thought to himself, sighing inwardly.

The only beautiful woman he had a chance to pursue left him, and he's heartbroken!

"Well done." Zhu Wu nodded slightly, glanced at the Shrek Academy students, and turned to leave.

At the same time, he silently released a breath towards Xiao Wu.

Tang San thought to himself, "With Xiao Wu gone, there will be much less fun for me."

"Hehe." Receiving the teacher's affirmation, Ning Rongrong immediately broke into a bright smile and happily followed beside her.

Let's walk out of the village together.

Tang San's face was gloomy, he dared not speak out in anger, and so did Xiao Wu.

The old man and Dai Mubai were mostly helpless; they couldn't afford to offend the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, which had a True God as its backer.

"The situation is special today. You can stay overnight at the academy and the final practical test will be held tomorrow." Dai Mubai turned and said. He definitely couldn't let Zhu Zhuqing go. Tang San's strength had already been proven, and he would definitely pass. As for Xiao Wu, although she was defeated by Ning Rongrong in an instant, it was because of her mental strength. Her combat power was not fully demonstrated, and we still need to see.

"Teacher Li, could you please tell Teacher Zhao that I'll take Tang San and Xiao Wu to the dormitory first?"

Then he turned to look at Teacher Li.

"This matter was somewhat caused by me, so I have to help out." He glanced at Zhu Zhuqing out of the corner of his eye and said with a serious expression, "As for Zhuqing, Tang San's arm is injured now, so someone needs to carry Xiao Wu on the road. I'll take her to the test later."

Why has this guy suddenly become so serious? Teacher Li wondered, but still nodded gently.

He had witnessed Tang San's strength firsthand and couldn't let him escape.

"Oscar, come help me up!" Dai Mubai said immediately.

"Sigh, what a life of toil," Oscar sighed, and obediently stepped forward to help the person.

The group stumbled and staggered into the academy.

Teacher Li immediately cleared the table and rushed to Zhao Wuji, the chief examiner of the practical test, to explain the situation.

"Ning Fengzhi's daughter?" Zhao Wuji was greatly surprised, then sighed.

"Having a deity as your backer makes all the difference; even support-level Soul Masters can become this powerful through cultivating and creating their own Soul Skills!"

"I admit I'm jealous."

"I'm envious too," said Teacher Li. "Unfortunately, I can't have that!"

"Such a promising talent went unrecruited. Flander will be heartbroken when he finds out," Zhao Wuji said.

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it, our temple is too small," Teacher Li sighed. "Fortunately, Tang San is quite good, so it makes up for the loss."

"Let's talk about it again tomorrow if you can pass my test," Zhao Wuji said in a muffled voice.

While the two were talking, Zhu Wu had already led Ning Rongrong away.

Knowing that Ning Rongrong had finally managed to get out and relax, he suggested that they stroll around while traveling back to Tiandou City.

Ning Rongrong was overjoyed, calling him "teacher" sweetly over and over again.

An hour later, inside the wooden house.

"Damn it!" Xiao Wu, lying on the bed, huffed and puffed. "If we run into each other again, I'm definitely going to get my revenge!"

After eating Oscar sausage and changing his clothes, Tang San, who had recovered considerably, sat on the edge of the bed with a gloomy face.

"Don't worry, there will be opportunities." The voice was gentle.

He will surely avenge the theft of his secret techniques and the harm done to Xiao Wu!

(End of this chapter)