"Have you finished discussing?" Zhao Wuji's voice suddenly sounded from behind them.
The people who were chatting animatedly looked down at the stick of incense on the ground. It had burned out its last moment.
Dai Mubai looked at Tang San. Tang San nodded at him, and then Dai Mubai turned his head and shouted, "Teacher Zhao, they are ready, we can start."
After speaking, he was the first to retreat, clearing the combat arena.
Zhao Wuji stood up from his chair again, stretched his wrists, and the "crackling" sound that made people clench their teeth was crisp and loud.
"It's finally done. Little brats, give it your all!"
Zhao Wuji walked to the middle of the open space. A new stick of incense flew from his hand and was firmly planted in the ground.
His muscles bulged, his strong and sturdy body stood there like a mountain, unmoved, as if ready to withstand any storm.
Meanwhile, Tang San and the others exchanged glances. According to the simple tactical layout they had discussed, they began their action.
"Seven Treasures Exude Glaze."
Ning Rongrong, standing last with Tang Sui, tapped her foot. Her soul power circulated, and brilliant, magnificent light flashed between her hands. Two yellow hundred-year soul rings floated up from her feet, encircling her.
"The Seven Treasures have a name, first: Strength!"
Blue light flashed beneath Tang San and the others' feet. From this moment on, Tang San and the others' strength had been amplified by thirty percent.
Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up when he saw this, and the smile on his lips widened. "Good heavens, there's actually someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect among this year's candidates. Not bad, not bad! Old ghost Flander will be flying with joy now, ha ha!"
As he laughed, Zhao Wuji stomped his right foot forcefully on the ground, and his entire body sprang up from the ground like a missile, hurtling directly towards Ning Rongrong.
Not good!
Tang San's eyes sharpened. His thoughts moved with his heart, and his soul power circulated. Vines generated by the Blue Silver Grass flew from Tang San's hands. Taking advantage of the distance, they quickly wrapped around Ning Rongrong and Tang Sui's waists, pulling the two away to avoid this terrifying blow before Zhao Wuji's fearsome fist landed.
"Boom!"
Dust flew. Zhao Wuji stood on the ground, which had been stomped into a circular shallow pit, with a face full of interest. He casually commented, "Good reaction speed, and you even know to protect your support-type teammate."
Zhao Wuji's swift attack was like a starting signal. Xiao Wu, the main attacker, narrowed her eyes. She tapped her heel and, along with Zhu Zhuqing, charged towards Zhao Wuji from the front and left.
As for Tang San, he chose the now-empty right side. The three formed a pincer movement, giving Zhao Wuji no chance to relax!
"Da,"
Tang Sui landed steadily. The Blue Silver Grass vines around her waist retracted into the ground after Tang San charged out, temporarily cutting off contact with Tang San.
"Buzz—"
A faint black light bloomed in Tang Sui's clear blue eyes. The fox mask flew out from the void. In the next second, Tang Sui's group amplification fell on all her teammates, including Ning Rongrong—
"First Soul Skill, Spirit Infusion."
—Author's notes—
Note: Regarding Sui Sui's soul power and mental power expenditure, as she's of mixed blood. I'll make a private rule: Sui Sui's soul power doesn't have a specific numerical value, but it's linked to her physical fitness.
Although it wasn't intentional to cut off at the fight, heh, today's update is finished~ See you all tomorrow, my dears. If nothing unexpected happens, the preliminary results will be out tomorrow afternoon. If they pass, there will be an extra update!