With the Shinobi system in Douluo Dalu

Chapter 23: 23 - Test - 2



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Ye Zhen openly ate melons from a distance, leaving the players on the field somewhat speechless.

Zao Wou-ki was even angrier, now exuding soul power; this kid was really quite arrogant.

Zao Wou-ki resisted the urge to rush over and hit Ye Zhen, and once again fixed his eyes on Tang San and the others. From the look in his eyes, he was starting to get serious.

"Xiao Wu, we're the guardians, and Zhuqing, hold him off as much as you can." Tang San looked at Zao Wou-ki, his mind shifting, and the battle plan changed instantly.

In Zao Wou-ki's serious state, if he continued to attack, he would undoubtedly be sent to his own door to be shot.

What they needed to do now was to delay as much as possible, and the rest of the time could only be given to Ye Zhen.

Tang San felt he had guessed Ye Zhen's thoughts. He definitely wanted to preserve his physical strength. Meanwhile, he was using this watermelon-provocation tactic to mess with Professor Zhao's mood and lead to mistakes.

That's right, Zhen is indeed a strategist.

"Boys, I have to admit that you are excellent, but… that's it." As the words fell, Zao Wou-ki took a big step and went straight for Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong. These three were the priorities that Zao Wou-ki needed to deal with. Needless to say, the auxiliary spirit master and the tacit cooperation between Tang San and Xiao Wu also left a strong impression on Zao Wou-ki.

Looking at Tang San and Xiao Wu, who were on guard in their stances, Zao Wou-ki smiled: "Third Spirit Ability, Enhanced Gravity."

As soon as the words fell, Zao Wou-ki's third purple thousand-year spirit ring glowed slightly and shot straight to the ground beneath his feet.

Suddenly, Tang San and the others felt as if their feet were in a quagmire, and their bodies became suddenly heavier. Ning Rongrong, being the weakest among the four, was interrupted at this moment. She herself was somewhat unstable, and cold sweat appeared on her forehead.

The enhancement effect of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda disappeared, making Tang San's situation even worse, and their barely standing bodies were instantly bent over.

Zao Wou-ki looked at the group with a slight smile in his eyes. He was afraid of hurting these children with this spirit ring ability, so he hadn't used his full strength yet. But even if the thousand-year spirit ability of a Soul Sage was only half of his power, it was not something Tang San and the great spirit masters could easily resist.

On the field, Tang San and the others could barely move at that moment, but their speed was undoubtedly much slower than before, while Zao Wou-ki himself was unaffected.

Xiao Wu was the main attacker, closest to Zao Wou-ki, and naturally the first person Zao Wou-ki noticed.

Looking at Zao Wou-ki approaching him, Xiao Wu didn't retreat but advanced, taking the lead. She stepped forward and kicked Zao Wou-ki's hip with a whip-like leg.

"That's quite ruthless." Zao Wou-ki smiled indifferently. He lowered his hand and instantly intercepted Xiao Wu's right leg kick. At the same time, his large hand, like an eagle's claw, firmly grasped Xiao Wu's ankle.

Xiao Wu gritted her teeth and struggled a few times, but instead of freeing herself, she only caused her ankle to hurt.

"Xiao Wu…" Tang San exclaimed nervously.

"Second Spirit Ability, Parasite." Tang San snorted softly. When he had used the first spirit ability to restrain Zao Wou-ki earlier, Tang San had already left silver-blue grass seeds on his clothes. He originally wanted to use this move. Unexpectedly, seeing Xiao Wu being captured at this moment, he became anxious and had to use it.

Silver-blue grass spread instantly over Zao Wou-ki's body, wrapping him up in rice cakes again, only showing his head. The reason for not covering the head was that Tang San was not afraid of killing Zao Wou-ki, but if he wrapped Zao Wou-ki's entire body, there would be no place to attack.

Xiao Wu was restrained at the moment, and only Zhu Zhuqing was able to make an effective attack. Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing did not cooperate, so he could only hope that she was good enough to understand what he meant.

Although Zhu Zhuqing had a cold personality, there was still some tacit understanding, and when Zao Wou-ki was blocked by Blue Silver Grass, she rushed in.

In the blink of an eye, Zhu Zhuqing came up behind Zao Wou-ki and silently attacked him from behind with claws glowing with black light. This was her second spirit ability, Nether Hundred Claws, which could instantly strike a hundred claws at the same spot on the target.

Executing a hundred claws at the same spot in an instant was impressive, and targeting such a vital spot at the back of the head was deadly.

Zao Wou-ki's expression changed, and he let out a low growl: "First Soul Ability: Fudo Ming Wang."

Zao Wou-ki's first hundred-year spirit ring lit up slightly, and a ghostly Vajra Bear glowing with earthy yellow light, resembling a golden bell, suddenly emerged from Zao Wou-ki's body and enveloped him.

The silver-blue grass wrapping him suddenly shattered into pieces.

Zhu Zhuqing's hundred claws exploded on him, only a series of "ding, ding, ding" sounds were heard, but the Vajra Bear ghostly cover could not be broken.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes showed anxiety. The best opportunity for an attack was missed. Next, they would likely endure Zao Wou-ki's stormy counterattack.

"Underworld Thorn." Zhu Zhuqing shouted, using her first soul ability, wanting to retreat due to the force of the backlash. Zao Wou-ki smiled.

Zhu Zhuqing, who was retreating, felt that her body was sinking again, and the gravity of the ground seemed to increase once more, making her falling and retreating movements instantly a bit distorted.

The mistake at this moment was caused by the sudden increase in power from Zao Wou-ki's third spirit ability, and Zhu Zhuqing was also expected to do the same.

Such a good opportunity, Zao Wou-ki naturally took advantage of it. Zhu Zhuqing, who was about to retreat, was grabbed by the shoulders in the blink of an eye and could not move.

"You two are eliminated. Let's go." Zao Wou-ki looked at Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, who were being carried by him, with a smile in his eyes.

With a slight movement of his hands, he threw the two out of the battlefield. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing lay aside and looked at each other, both looking dejected.

"Huh~" Tang San let out a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Wu was not injured.

"Kid, don't relax now; it's still too early." Zao Wou-ki looked at Tang San and smiled.

As for Ning Rongrong, Zao Wou-ki didn't take it seriously. The girl was physically weak and couldn't withstand his third spirit ability. At this moment, she had already run far from the scope of the enhanced gravity spirit ability. Moreover, her spiritual power didn't seem very strong.

Now, if he could defeat Tang San, he could go and fight against the arrogant kid.

"Mr. Zhao, defeating me is not so easy." Tang San's expression was indifferent, and now he was the only one left in the team, but he had calmed down.

Fight head-on, not your opponent. But even if it was just to delay time, Tang San felt he could still stall for a while. The unique Ghost Shadow from the Tang Sect hadn't been extinguished.

Ghost Shadow isn't a fast foot movement technique; it's good for evasion, and the change in body form is unpredictable.

As the name suggests, ghosts and shadows mean changes in body form and position.

Unless Zao Wou-ki can directly use the third spirit ability to press Tang San and prevent him from moving, otherwise, Tang San feels he still has the ability to fight.

"Oh? Then I have to see how difficult it is." Zao Wou-ki smiled indifferently and walked straight toward Tang San.

"Second Spirit Ability, Vajra Palm."

Zao Wou-ki's second spirit ring lit up slightly, and the spiritual power in his palm gathered instantly, forming a large energy mark like a wind fan, and he slapped Tang San's chest.

Tang San's eyes showed no panic; he was calm. He reacted the moment Zao Wou-ki raised his hand.

At that moment, seeing Zao Wou-ki's movement, Tang San changed position and quickly retreated. At the same time, the first hundred-year yellow spirit ring on his body flashed, and several resilient silver-blue grass vines silently surrounded Zao Wou-ki. They spread out, blocking the path Zao Wou-ki was advancing.

Although these silver-blue grasses couldn't stop Zao Wou-ki, they would break as soon as he did, but they could still delay Zao Wou-ki for a while.

Relying on the silver-blue grass and the Ghost Shadow of the Tang Sect, although Tang San wasn't as fast as Zao Wou-ki, it wasn't easy for Zao Wou-ki to capture Tang San. This was Tang San's plan.

However, plans never keep up with changes…

Zao Wou-ki saw that the kid was slippery as a snake. His powerful Vajra Palm had been hit several times, and every time he managed to escape his grasp, he couldn't avoid losing his patience.

Two figures chasing and fleeing on the field, one of them suddenly stopped.

Looking at Tang San, who was panting and stopped to rest not far from him, Zao Wou-ki smiled and cursed: "Alright, really slippery. The time to deal with that kid may not be enough." As the words left his mouth, Zao Wou-ki glanced at Ye Zhen, who was sitting at a distance watching the show.

Tang San also looked at Ye Zhen and gave a wry smile. He had been supporting Zao Wou-ki's third spirit ability for so long, and he was almost reaching his limit, with his physical strength depleted.

Looking at the Tibetan incense, Tang San smiled. The incense had burned two-thirds, and he was dragging it for a while until he was exhausted. This last point, Zhen should be able to pass.

After all, he and Xiao Wu were no match for Zhen before. Now that he is considered stronger, it shouldn't be a problem to drag it out until the incense burns out.

Zao Wou-ki naturally saw the incense that had burned two-thirds and couldn't help but feel anxious.

I'm not acting right, and I've been so exhausted dealing with some twelve-year-old kids. If this spreads to the ears of other teachers at the academy, they will laugh themselves to death.

Thinking of this, Zao Wou-ki decided to show his true ability, and the fourth spirit ring on his body lit up.

In the bright purple light, this thousand-year spirit ring really flew, reaching Tang San, who was trying to avoid it with a clear goal, and launched it at him.

"Fourth Spirit Ability, Location Tracking."

Zao Wou-ki crouched slightly, his strong legs suddenly exerted force, and his whole body leaped off the ground, jumping more than ten meters high and launching towards Tang San like a falling star.

If this crushed the ground, Tang San's small body wouldn't be able to survive.

Seeing this scene from a distance, Ye Zhen stood up a bit, and the three spirit rings of purple, black, and red fell from the top of his head, circle after circle, and placed them outside. This scene was a beautiful group, but everyone was paying attention to Zao Wou-ki and Tang San. No one noticed this confrontation scene.

If Tang San couldn't hold on, Ye Zhen planned to take action.

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Tang San looked at Zao Wou-ki leaping through the air, his pupils narrowed for a moment before he quickly changed his position, only to be surprised to find that Zao Wou-ki in the air had actually turned with him, still advancing in his direction.

Does this trick have a blocking effect? Tang San had no time to think about it. The spiritual power in his body erupted in an instant, and numerous silver-blue grass blades rose from the surface, stabbing at Zao Wou-ki who was sitting on them.

At this moment, Tang San's spiritual power was also completely exhausted. He could no longer stand; his legs trembled, and he sat down directly on the ground.

"Damn Ming Wang." Zao Wou-ki shouted in the air, and the familiar Vajra Bear appeared again, crushing the silver-blue grass that was rushing toward him and turning it into dust.

Zao Wou-ki continued to attack Tang San.

This trick can't be avoided… Tang San closed his eyes, feeling a bit exhausted.

"小 San…"

…..

Several people watching the battle from a distance appeared anxious.

"Boom…" A large hole was created next to Tang San. Debris and a bit of dust splattered on Tang San; he felt no pain. Tang San secretly opened his eyes and, seeing Zao Wou-ki smiling at him beside him, he sighed with relief, seemingly having survived?

At the last moment, Zao Wou-ki released his spiritual ability and slightly changed his direction; otherwise, Tang San would definitely have been slapped to death by him.

In fact, Zao Wou-ki only wanted to scare him. This kid was slippery, and he was frustrated.

"You're eliminated too." Zao Wou-ki picked up Tang San, who was as soft as mud, and threw him toward Dai Mubai, who was watching the battle from a distance, sending him out of the battlefield.

"Zhen, I tried my best, and the rest is up to you." Tang San, flying through the air, looked silently at the figure on the large rock but met that gaze.

Dai Mubai leaped horizontally and still managed to catch Tang San, placing him in a corner of the wall to sit. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing surrounded him.

"Let me…" Tang San struggled to get up, pushing Xiao Wu, who was in front of him, away, and looked again at the large rock. He wanted to see if he was seeing things.

However, Ye Zhen was no longer on the large rock. Tang San quickly looked where Ning Rongrong was. Indeed, Ye Zhen was there, feeding Ning Rongrong a watermelon.

Seeing this scene, Tang San was a bit surprised. Did he really see it wrong? Seeing Tang San standing still, Xiao Wu became a little worried. Was his mind breaking down?

"小 San, are you okay?" Xiao Wu asked with a worried look.

Tang San lowered his head tiredly, "I'm fine." Suddenly, Tang San seemed to remember something and quickly raised his head, "Xiao Wu, the three spirit rings on Zhen now were purple, black, and red. Did you see?"

Purple, black, and red? It's over, Xiao San's brain is really broken… Xiao Wu was almost crying, not knowing what to do.

Dai Mubai looked at Tang San with a look of mental pity. Even Zhu Zhuqing had question marks on her face, wondering if Tang San was injured.

"San, you need to be strong. Don't worry, if you're stupid, I'll definitely want you." Xiao Wu was crying beside him, but what she said was so touching.

Tang San's face twitched. I was so touched by what you said… Forget it, looking at your sad look, of course, I choose to forgive you…

At this moment, Zao Wou-ki's voice came from the playground, attracting the attention of many people.

"Arrogant little boy, you're the only one left who can fight now. How about it? Do you want to surrender? I won't wait for you to cry and look for your mother everywhere…" Zhao Wouji looked at Ye Zhen.

For Tang San and the others, Zao Wou-ki had let his guard down. But for Ye Zhen, Zao Wou-ki planned to give a good beating to release his depression.

"You're talking nonsense. I'm obviously still fighting." Ning Rongrong said with a big piece of watermelon in her mouth and puffed cheeks, looking at Zao Wou-ki and speaking vaguely.

Zao Wou-ki couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Ye Zhen also smiled and shook his head. This girl is quite strong. Her spiritual power is basically exhausted, her legs are trembling, and she is almost unstable. Yet she remains so stubborn.

"Don't cause trouble. Go watch the match with Xiao Wu and the others. I won't lose…" Ye Zhen gently held her soft and tender face, with a loving look on his face.

"Alright…" Ning Rongrong hesitated for a moment, holding the watermelon from Ye Zhen and leaving. It's very comfortable to eat a piece of watermelon on this hot day…

Zao Wou-ki raised his eyelids uncomfortably, "Did I discuss this? Come on, where do you want me to defeat you?"

Ye Zhen did not respond but instead pointed to the Tibetan incense, with a narrow expression on his face: "Professor Zhao, there's only a little bit of that incense left. Are you sure you want to keep talking to me?"

Zao Wou-ki looked at the remaining fifth of the incense and didn't care. Obviously, this time wasn't enough.

And these little ones, he had already acknowledged them. Even if they didn't pass the exam, he would still let them into the academy.

The only thing Zao Wou-ki wanted to do now was to release the suffocation in his heart.

This little boy is very annoying, whether talking or moving. He seems to have a mocking face and even spreads dog food in public. Why does this make Zao Wou-ki, a 40-year-old man with no girlfriend, feel like this?

Adding to the fact that Tang San had many grievances, Zao Wou-ki made a decision: he wanted to cheat… With a wave of his hand, Zao Wou-ki conjured another incense out of nowhere, lit it, and inserted the newly lit incense beside the one that was about to burn out.

"I never said it was only one?" Zao Wou-ki looked indifferent, as if he hadn't done such a shameless thing.

"Shameless…"

"Thief…"

"Scum…"

"Beast…"

Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong saw this scene and jumped on the spot. Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing also frowned. This… is too much. Dai Mubai and Oscar exchanged glances. They had been with Zao Wou-ki for a long time and knew a bit about his temperament.

Professor Zhao would do something like this, indicating that he had decided to achieve a certain goal without being ridiculous. As for the purpose, it was naturally to defeat Ye Zhen.

Both couldn't help but silently lament for him. Hopefully, the waiting scene won't be too cruel.

Ye Zhen looked at the newly lit Tibetan incense that had been inserted. It was a bit unexpected that Zao Wou-ki would make such a shameful move. However, he didn't care. Even if asked to insert ten sticks of incense?

Ye Zhen's mentality was always very calm. Although he had never fought against a Soul Sage, it didn't mean he would be defeated.

"Professor Zhao, I originally planned to beat you for one-fifth of the remaining time. Now that you've extended the time, I hope you won't regret it later." Ye Zhen looked at Zao Wou-ki with a gentle face and smiled.

Zao Wou-ki was surprised by these words.

Even Tang San and the others watching the battle were shocked. Did they hear wrong? Did Ye Zhen just say he wants to defeat Professor Zhao?

He then looked at Ye Zhen leisurely and said, "Interesting, interesting. Hahaha, I haven't been defeated on the Douluo Continent for many years. And today, I see an arrogant boy like you. I hope your bones are as tough as your mouth in time. Are you ready? I'm ready to go; let me see what you can do." Zao Wou-ki's look was a bit serious.

He didn't want to underestimate Ye Zhen but didn't take it too seriously. This boy might cause some trouble for him, but he never thought he would lose.

Ye Zhen did not respond but slightly lowered his head, as if something was happening.

This made Zao Wou-ki scratch his head in doubt for a moment.

"Eight Gates, Six Gates ~ Open!" Standing still, Ye Zhen bent slightly and suddenly shouted.

In an instant, with him as the center, invisible and intangible air waves spread out like ripples, raising smoke and dust, and the field became like a sandstorm.

Ning Rongrong and the others, dozens of meters away, were affected. They had to squint, raising their hands to shield themselves, trying to maintain a stable figure, and squinting toward the center of the storm. However, the smoke and dust were too dense to see anything.

At this moment, a violent fluctuation of spiritual power spread from the center of the smoke and dust.

A ray of light silently shone through the smoke. This energy seemed to be a fuse, and then more rays of energy penetrated the dust tornado one after another.

Green~

The turquoise-green energy that seemed to be soul power rose to the sky at that moment.

The surrounding smoke and dust were instantly dispelled. Ye Zhen could be faintly seen.

At this moment, he appeared to be wearing a coat of turquoise energy, which was constantly sublimating and moving around his body from bottom to top.

On this hot and windless day, Ye Zhen's long black hair fluttered in the air, and his robes swayed.

The fluctuations of spiritual power emanating from his body were extremely violent, and his muscles were filled with spiritual power that wanted to burst out. There was nowhere for this spiritual power to go, and it all started to escape from his body, swirling around.

Zao Wou-ki's expression was somewhat stunned. Aren't you a Soul Sovereign? Is this the fluctuation of spiritual power a Soul Sovereign should have? Is it too late for me to change this incense for the old one?

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