Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

"Zhu Zhuqing, is Xiaowu alright?" Ning Rongrong also quickly ran over from the edge of the area, looking at her with concern.

"I didn't expect her to have a confusion-type soul skill." Zhao Wuji stretched his neck and patted his head.

"Don't worry, it's just a backlash of mental energy. She'll be fine after a good night's sleep! Let's leave her aside for now!"

At this moment, the incense stick on the ground had burned two-thirds of its length.

Zhu Zhuqing quietly looked at Xiao Wu in her arms, Ye Qiu's words of advice still vivid in her mind...

After a moment of silence, they were about to transfer Xiao Wu to Ning Rongrong.

"Ning Rongrong, why don't you take care of her for a while..."

"Okay! Be careful too." Ning Rongrong hugged Xiao Wu and backed away.

Zhu Zhuqing turned around, just as she was about to release the Shadow Spider Spear.

Tang San interrupted her.

"Leave it to me next!"

He was now looking down, his eyes were gloomy, and his voice was cold.

"What do you mean!?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at him strangely.

"What I mean is, I'll be doing this alone from now on!"

Tang San's voice was cold.

He felt a burning sensation on his face and a terrible feeling in his heart.

At the beginning, he clearly said that he would protect Xiao Wu, but now, he can only watch helplessly as she gets hurt.

"All right!"

Zhu Zhuqing thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Tang San then looked at Ning Rongrong and saw her nodding repeatedly, clearly agreeing.

In fact, Ning Rongrong just wanted to see him make a fool of himself, and even Zhu Zhuqing had the same idea.

They knew very well that with their talents, the current tests were almost unnecessary, and no academy would turn them away.

Therefore, let him take the beating if he wants to!

Who told him to be their enemy!

"Teacher Zhao, from now on, I'll be your opponent alone! How about it?"

Tang San cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and inquired.

"I heard everything. Since you're so confident, then come on! Let me see what gives you the right to say that!"

Zhao Wuji grinned and scratched his head.

He felt that it was good for young people to have ambition, but if they were overly arrogant, they would have to work on tempering their temper!

"Then Teacher Zhao... you'd better be careful!" As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San suddenly looked up, the fierce look in his eyes being concealed by a purple light.

Purple Demon Eye! Mysterious Jade Hand!

Before Zhao Wuji could react...

They stopped hiding their abilities and went all out!

His hands had already turned into the color of black jade, and he swept them across the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon at his waist before quickly flicking them away.

Zhao Wuji was startled as he watched the ten streaks of light rushing towards him.

What a great speed!

Ten bone-piercing nails were aimed at Zhao Wuji's vital points: carotid artery, ears, eyes, genitals...

There is not a single repetition.

Having learned from Ning Rongrong's experience, Zhao Wuji dared not underestimate the things these little monsters threw out.

The Beast Soul, the Mighty Vajra Bear, possesses extremely strong defense and virtually no weaknesses, but its speed is relatively slow.

Zhao Wuji was already used to wide-ranging attacks and head-on confrontations with his opponents, and he had no talent for dodging.

Moreover, Zhu Zhuqing injured his knee, further reducing his speed.

Take a deep breath.

Focusing his energy in his dantian, Zhao Wuji fully activated his first soul skill, and a faint golden light enveloped his body.

Ding Ding Ding!

"Such force!" Zhao Wuji frowned; Tang San's attack had actually caused him pain.

She felt a surge of relief; thankfully, she hadn't underestimated him, or she would have embarrassed herself again.

Even though he missed his first attack, Tang San was not discouraged.

So many years have passed, and the hidden weapons he has created are enough to feed Zhao Wuji.

Scalpel, flying locust stone, dart, bone-piercing nail...

All sorts of hidden weapons were thrown at Zhao Wuji as if they were free.

Seeing this scene, Dai Mubai, who was in the distance, couldn't help but swallow hard.

He was glad that Tang San hadn't pulled this stunt during the previous conflict, otherwise he would have been pricked into a pincushion!

At the same time, he reminded himself that he must never have any bad thoughts about that girl named Xiaowu.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing watched coldly, focusing their energy on taking care of Xiao Wu.

"Kid, are you a hedgehog or something?! Third Soul Skill, Gravity Enhancement!"

As Zhao Wuji used his soul skill, an invisible gravity field enveloped his surroundings.

The hidden weapons that Tang San threw were all affected, their speed was greatly reduced, and their power was significantly diminished.

To maintain its original power.

Tang San used more strength and soul power to throw them out.

"Kid, let's see how long you can keep throwing!"

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, maintaining his Immovable King form, and lunged at Tang San.

"Second Soul Skill, Parasite!"

Tang San's second soul skill caused Blue Silver Grass to grow directly from his body, without needing to break through the protective aura of his Immovable King Body.

Unfortunately, this only slowed down Zhao Wuji's charge.

but.

Tang San used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps, combined with the restraint provided by the Blue Silver Grass.

For a time, Zhao Wuji was also helpless against him.

"Fourth and Fifth Soul Skills: Location Tracking! Gravity Compression!"

The body of the Immovable King protects the user, and the increased gravity suppresses thrown weapons.

Gravity squeezed Tang San's movements, and the tracking system quickly closed the distance.

After a series of attacks, Tang San felt sore all over from the pressure of gravity.

Zhao Wuji had already raised his Vajra Palm and was striking him.

"Hehe..." Tang San chuckled coldly. His specialty was mechanical hidden weapons.

His mechanical concealed weapons can be activated simply by muscle movements.

Even though he couldn't move, the hidden veil of sarcasm in his heart was still stirred up.

Sixty-four steel needles hurtled toward Zhao Wuji’s chest, accompanied by a wisp of steam with the aroma of tea.

"Hiss... It's poisonous!"

Zhao Wuji inhaled a little of the odor, then immediately held his breath and circulated his soul power to suppress the toxins in his body.

A sharp pain shot through my chest!

Hidden Sand Shot is one of the few hidden weapons that Tang San can use to break through protective qi.

The Immovable King's body has such strong defense that even sixty steel needles could only pierce Zhao Wuji's skin.

"Good lads!" Zhao Wuji's face darkened as well. These kids really are little monsters!

She reached out to grab him again.

Tang San simply lowered his head slightly, and an arrow shot out from behind his collar, heading straight for Zhao Wuji's face.

Tight-back flower-mounted crossbow!

Zhao Wuji held the crossbow bolt in his teeth, and some emerald green liquid suddenly flowed from the tip of the bolt into his mouth, making his tongue feel numb.

"Pah!" He immediately spat out the crossbow bolt and the remaining poison in his mouth.

Zhao Wuji looked at the long incense stick burning on the ground, which was almost completely burned down.

Nothing can wash away shame better than one's own victory!