Zhao Wuji did not take any further action. He stood there and glanced at Tang San and the other three, and explained: "She is fine. Although the effects of the confusion-type soul skills are good, her soul power is too different from mine, and she will suffer the backlash from her own soul power."
, naturally this can only be the result.”
Then Zhao Wuji turned his eyes to Wang Tingxuan and Ning Rongrong, "Where are you two?"
Wang Tingxuan knew that Zhao Wuji's words were addressed to him, so he immediately put away his soul skills and said with a smile: "I have no soul power anymore."
Tang San slowly raised his head, glanced at Wang Tingxuan without any emotion in his eyes, and then handed Xiao Wu over to Ning Rongrong's care.
Wang Tingxuan really didn't expect that Tang San would ask for a duel with Zhao Wuji, and the bet would be whether several people passed the entrance exam.
Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San with a half-smile, and said, "Can you represent everyone?"
Of course Tang San couldn't represent everyone, so he looked at Ning Rongrong first.
Ning Rongrong smiled slightly, "Tang San, we are comrades-in-arms. My father has taught me since I was little that I cannot abandon my comrades-in-arms."
Zhu Zhuqing didn't have the strength to speak, so he supported his body and nodded to Tang San.
"Teacher Zhao, I challenge you on behalf of the four of us."
Wang Tingxuan was not asked, obviously he was dissatisfied with his behavior of being the first to surrender.
Zhao Wuji glanced at Tang San, then turned to Wang Tingxuan and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Why don't you two wait until half of the incense burns out?" Wang Tingxuan was not in a competitive mood.
The difference in soul power between the two was too great, and even though he tried all his methods, he was still no match for Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji took a deep look at Wang Tingxuan and was very dissatisfied with his cowardly behavior.
However, he was reluctant to let Wang Tingxuan leave, so he could only turn to look at Tang San, "Since the four of you want to compete again, let's do it."
Wang Tingxuan shook his head. He knew that Tang San must have hidden methods, but he didn't think that Tang San could defeat Zhao Wuji.
Ignoring the fight between Tang San and Zhao Wuji, he took out a medicine bottle and said to Ning Rongrong: "The medicine in the bottle can cure their two injuries, you can feed it to them."
Tang San, who was about to take action, turned around and said, "No need, Xiao Wu."
Ning Rongrong, who was about to take the medicine bottle, stopped extending her hand, not knowing what to do.
Wang Tingxuan smiled, turned to Zhu Zhuqing and said, "What about you?"
Zhu Zhuqing hesitated for a moment, then used her last strength to hum. After dictating for a while, she said directly: "Feed me."
Dai Mubai was exuding cold air and glared at Wang Tingxuan. Wang Tingxuan was not afraid of him and directly fed the medicine bottle to Zhu Zhuqing's mouth.
The potion in the medicine bottle is actually the dew on the martial spirit of the peach tree. The dew on the innate spiritual roots is not a mortal thing. It has a very good detoxification and healing effect.
After Zhu Zhuqing drank the potion, he quickly regained his strength and left Dai Mubai's arms.
Wang Tingxuan gave the remaining potion to Zhu Zhuqing directly, "Take it, you have a lot of injuries."
Zhu Zhuqing whispered thank you and looked up at the battle in the field.
In the field, Wang Tingxuan finally knew what Tang San's trump card was. Legendary hidden weapons such as lancets, locust stones, money darts, and bone-penetrating nails kept flying towards Zhao Wuji, and the throwing techniques of hidden weapons were also various.
Looking at Tang San's moves, Wang Tingxuan felt that they were somewhat similar to the Tang Sect in martial arts, both using hidden weapons as the main means of attack.
But no matter how powerful the method was, it was useless in the face of absolute strength. In the end, Tang San was still defeated.
Before he was defeated, the hammer that appeared in his hand aroused Wang Tingxuan's curiosity.
However, the hammer was not fully displayed before it was planned by Zhao Wuji, and he did not see the full picture of the hammer.
The power of the hammer was not small, and it actually made Zhao Wuji's nose bleed.
It seems that Tang San, who traveled from who knows which world, has many secrets in his body.
Dai Mubai knew that Tang San was definitely not willing to use Wang Tingxuan's potion, so he directly called Oscar over.
The stubborn Tang San did not accept his kindness, but chose to use Qigong to heal his injuries.
It turned out that it was because of Oscar's soul curse that he refused to eat Oscar's sausages and sausages. Although the soul curse was disgusting, the effect was still good, and it had a good effect on soul saints like Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji finally said, "Wang Tingxuan, give me a bottle of your potion."
Taking the potion thrown by Wang Tingxuan, Zhao Wuji continued: "Mubai, you are responsible for letting these five freshmen move in. School starts tomorrow. No one can touch the weapons that Tang San left all over the floor. Some of them are poisonous. Wait for him.
Wake up and let him clean up."
After leaving these words, Zhao Wuji turned around and left.
When allocating rooms, Wang Tingxuan applied for a house by himself, which would be more convenient.
Sitting on the bed, Wang Tingxuan smiled bitterly. On his first day at the college, he offended two classmates. If there were many students in the college, that would be fine. At worst, no one would say anything. But there were only eight students in total, how could they hide away?
ah.
That Tang San was really like a life-and-death enemy. Not only was he a small test, he would get sixty points.
In the middle of the night, Wang Tingxuan heard a scream coming from outside the village, which lasted for about ten breaths.
Who likes to fight in wild games so much, but it ends so quickly because they are too weak?
The next day, when Wang Tingxuan went out, he met Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing who were also going out.
The blush returned to Zhu Zhuqing's face, and it seemed that his body had recovered a lot. After thanking Wang Tingxuan again, he stopped talking.
Ning Rongrong's expression was obviously close to her, and there were two pear dimples on her face in her smile, which made her look particularly pleasant.
"Why didn't you try your best yesterday?"
Wang Tingxuan smiled and said, "You don't think that the five of us can beat Teacher Zhao. He is just testing our actual combat ability. We can pass the test as long as we let Teacher Zhao see our own strength. In fact, we
After passing the first three levels, you have already been admitted. It is probably the first time that Teacher Zhao has seen so many freshmen, and he wants to give us a showdown. In this case, there is no need to go all out."
Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but interjected: "How can you improve your strength if you don't try your best?"
"If you want to improve your strength by playing against Teacher Zhao, then use your own skills to fight against him. The only thing that can be improved in this kind of test is skills." Wang Tingxuan glanced at her chest, suspecting that she might really be
Big breasts and no brains.
This means that Zhao Wuji has not forgotten the identity of his teacher, otherwise, they would have been shot to death by him long ago.
A simple entrance test, Zhaozhao attacks Soul Saint's vital points, it's almost like seeking revenge.
The standards that Wang Tingxuan adheres to are so different that he will never take any risks.
Ning Rongrong nodded, quite agreeing with Wang Tingxuan's words. She was the princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect, and she obviously had a fun mentality when she came out this time.
This is very similar to Wang Tingxuan's mentality.
Zhu Zhuqing, on the other hand, seems to be on guard against something at all times. He has a strong sense of crisis and his pursuit is simple, that is, strength.
When they arrived at the canteen, there were only three of them, each took a piece of food and started eating slowly.
After eating for a while, Wang Tingxuan felt that he should have met an acquaintance, that red-haired, stinky little fat man.
Dai Mubai introduced him to everyone, and it turned out to be the fat man with the evil fire phoenix spirit.
So, the old man I met five years ago is the dean of this college.
Wang Tingxuan had a bad feeling. The old man was a bit treacherous, and life in the academy would probably be difficult.
This chapter has been completed!