Douluo Continent V: Starting with the Azure Dragon Martial Soul, I easily defeat Tang San and snatch

Even more outrageous is that Du Cheng's attacks and moves were all extremely tricky. Even though Zhao Wuji tried his best to dodge, he was still hit precisely every time.

'Boom! '

Being hit again, Zhao Wuji's expression turned even more grim:

If he had to describe it, he felt like he was playing a game of whack-a-mole.

Yeah, he's a groundhog, and the same stupid one that keeps getting hit!

'This can't go on any longer!'

As a Soul Saint-level expert and the vice dean of Shrek Academy, how could he lose face in front of so many new students?

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Wuji gathered his energy, and his aura became extremely fierce:

"Kid, you've got..."

'Boom! '

Before he could even utter a word, Zhao Wuji had already been sent flying like a baseball.

'well? '

Du Cheng scratched his head, looking puzzled.

"Was something Teacher Zhao was about to say just now?"

However, in just a moment, Du Cheng became serious again:

He is now facing the renowned Fudo Myoo, how can he afford to be distracted at a time like this?

In the blink of an eye, Du Cheng swung the carrot in his hand at an odd angle once again.

As time went on, he became more and more proficient in using his own soul bone, which resulted in the gravity applied to the carrot becoming increasingly terrifying.

'Boom! '

With another blow, Zhao Wuji was sent flying. Only then did Du Cheng speak with admiration:

"As expected of Teacher Zhao, even though we've already lost the initiative, she's still holding on to prevent me from passing the assessment."

As soon as he spoke, Du Cheng released his soul power once more, and the carrot in his hand transformed into a terrifying pillar-shaped object with a diameter of five meters.

'Gulp!'

Seeing Du Cheng's small body holding up a huge yellow 'pillar', Zhao Wuji, who had just gotten up from the ground, couldn't help but swallow hard.

So thick!

So big!

Will he die?

"Passed! You passed!"

While the carrot in Du Cheng's hand was still growing, Zhao Wuji finally shouted out his words:

"The assessment is over, and you have passed."

To prevent himself from being interrupted again, Zhao Wuji pushed his speaking speed to the limit.

"Ugh?"

Hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Du Cheng couldn't help but feel a little regretful:

Is that all?

He also wanted to test the power of the "Pillar of Heaven" he had just come up with.

He casually threw the carrot, which had already been charged up, next to Zhao Wuji.

'Boom!'

With a loud bang, Zhao Wuji watched helplessly as a ravine appeared less than a centimeter away from him.

If this happened to me...

Large beads of sweat seeped from his forehead, and Zhao Wuji even felt his legs go weak.

Is such destructive power something a Soul Master could achieve?

To facilitate daily combat training, this open space has been reinforced using special methods:

Let alone a Soul Master, even a Soul Sect would have to expend tremendous effort to cause such destruction.

"Hehe~"

After his all-out attack, Du Cheng's soul power was completely depleted.

Looking at the destruction he had caused not far away, Du Cheng used the shrunken carrot as a cane to prop himself up on the ground before speaking, somewhat awkwardly:

"I was afraid I wouldn't be able to pass Teacher Zhao's test, so I put in a little more effort."

After a pause, Du Cheng's gaze fell on Zhao Wuji:

"Given Teacher Zhao's status and abilities, he should be able to understand, right?"

"It's natural."

Nodding, Zhao Wuji forced a smile, one hand resting on his lower back.

"No matter when, when a Soul Master makes a move, they must go all out. You did the right thing."

That's what he said, but only Zhao Wuji himself knew the sorrow in his heart.

If he weren't still somewhat concerned about his image, he would have grabbed Du Cheng by the collar and asked him a few questions:

Are you afraid of failing the assessment?

You're just afraid I'll survive the assessment, aren't you?!

"that……"

Taking two deep breaths to calm himself, Zhao Wuji looked at Du Cheng again:

"Now that the competition is over, can you dispel your soul skill?"

"Uh~"

Du Cheng's gaze shifted, observing the hour-long silence above Zhao Wuji's head, and his lips twitched slightly.

"There's no way to undo it."

Before Zhao Wuji could speak, Du Cheng quickly added:

"However, the effect of this soul skill will dissipate on its own after an hour."

It's going to take another hour?

After experiencing the incident where his soul power was unable to circulate and he was brutally beaten by a mere Soul Master, Zhao Wuji's personal safety awareness has greatly improved.

He didn't want to come into contact with Du Cheng again until his soul power was restored.

No, even if my soul power is restored, I still have to be extremely careful when I come into contact with this brat!

"These kids have passed the test."

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Wuji had already turned to look at Dai Mubai beside him:

"Mu Bai, you can show them around the academy from now on."

After finishing his words, without giving anyone a chance to speak, Zhao Wuji hurriedly turned and walked away.

"This……"

It wasn't until Zhao Wuji had completely left that everyone, including Dai Mubai, finally came to their senses.

Just now, it was Du Cheng who beat Zhao Wuji up, right?

Although they were unwilling to admit it, Zhao Wuji's pathetic escape under Du Cheng's carrot was truly shocking:

I can't forget it, I just can't forget it!

'waste!'

Thinking of Zhao Wuji's disheveled appearance just now, Tang San couldn't help but clench his fingers tightly together:

A Soul Saint, actually made so pathetic by a Soul Venerable, what else could he be but a piece of trash?

Of course, what angered Tang San even more was Du Cheng's performance:

Even the Soul Saint was made to look so pathetic, am I really his match?

"Brother Cheng, you are so amazing!"

Compared to Tang San and Dai Mubai, Xiao Wu and her two companions exhibited a different kind of behavior.

With a leap, Xiao Wu nestled into Du Cheng's arms, her face beaming with pride.

"I never expected that even a Soul Saint wouldn't be your match."

"Don't talk nonsense."

Reaching out, Du Cheng ruffled Xiao Wu's hair, a humble smile appearing on his face:

"In a battle between Soul Masters, intelligence is also a very important thing."

"Teacher Zhao only suffered a loss due to momentary carelessness. If we were to fight again, I definitely wouldn't be his match."