Chapter 104 Tang San is not convinced

Hearing Ning Rongrong's reminder, Zhu Zhuqing's face turned red in Shen Jianxin's arms, and he turned his head, not daring to look at Shen Jianxin's delicate face.

Shen Jianxin was also stunned for a moment, then expressionlessly let go of his hands, letting Zhu Zhuqing in his arms fall to the ground freely.

"Ouch~"

Zhu Zhuqing accidentally sat down on the ground. He screamed in surprise before falling to the ground for the second time due to the rebound and sitting down firmly.

After giving Shen Jianxin a resentful look, Zhu Zhuqing silently got up from the ground, patted the dust on her buttocks, and walked away without saying a word with tears of grievance.

[A dead straight man, a steely straight man, that pretty face is blinded in vain! 】

At the same time, it was not only Zhu Zhuqing who got up from the ground, but also Tang San who was covered in dust not far away.

He climbed up quietly, wiped away the blood on the corner of his mouth, and slowly raised his head to look at Zhao Wuji, who was holding the unconscious Xiao Wu in his arms in the distance, like a little giant on a mountain of meat.

At this time, his black eyes were devoid of any emotion and were extremely deep, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking in his heart.

"Give Xiao Wu back to me!"

Calm, low, and extremely penetrating, it seemed like a low hum coming from the abyss. It was like a halo, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Zhao Wuji frowned slightly, looked at the unconscious Xiao Wu in his hand, and said in a loud voice: "Xiao Wu? Are you talking about this little girl?"

"Boy, as a teacher, I want to tell you one thing. It is a good thing to value love and righteousness, but being clueless is a taboo for a soul master, not to mention you are a control system."

"Give Xiao Wu back to me!!"

Before Zhao Wuji could finish his words, he was interrupted by Tang San's scream that sounded like a madman.

Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then his temper was aroused by Tang San's nervous roar.

Xiongyan glared at Tang San fiercely: "Give it back to you? Who do you think you are? Just a little great spirit master, how dare you yell at me? Who do you think you are?"

After hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Tang San seemed to turn on some kind of switch or some kind of limiter.

[General Outline of Xuantian Baolu, Article 3: Make sure your opponent is an enemy, and as long as he has a way to kill you, don't show mercy, otherwise it will only add trouble to yourself. 】

Obviously, now that Zhao Wuji touched Xiao Wu, it was equivalent to touching Tang San's reverse scale.

The label of seeking death was naturally imprinted on him.

[General Outline of Xuantian Baolu, Article 4: Never try to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, otherwise it is easy to become a pig. 】

Thinking of this, Tang San felt extremely regretful. If he could have used his true strength to intimidate Shen Jianxin and his party earlier, then his core control position would definitely not be taken away by Dugu Yan.

If he occupies the core control position of the team, under his shrewd command, he will definitely not let Xiao Wu's Zhu Zhuqing come forward to test, but instead let Soul King level Shen Jianxin go to test Zhao Wuji.

In this way, even if there are risks, with Shen Jianxin's Soul King level, he can still escape even if he is in a bit of embarrassment.

As long as Zhao Wuji's reality is tested, under his wise leadership and with his hidden weapons, he will definitely be able to defeat Zhao Wuji.

In this way, Xiao Wu will definitely not be harmed.

Thinking of this, Tang San's face became terrifyingly gloomy. He turned his head slightly, glanced disdainfully at Shen Jianxin, who had done absolutely nothing during the battle, and Dugu Yan, whose command had failed. He raised his steps and walked resolutely towards Zhao Wuji.

Sensing Tang San's gaze, Shen Jianxin and Dugu Yan looked at each other, and both saw the word 'inexplicable' in each other's eyes.

Dugu Yan: He must be sick. Isn't the entrance test simply to see the students' soul skills and basic qualities? What's his attitude? Did he really want to risk everything and become an enemy to defeat that Soul Saint teacher?

Shen Jianxin: I don’t know, there should be. I think it really seems to have this idea.

"Hmph!" Zhao Wuji snorted coldly when he saw Tang San walking towards him alone, and his evaluation of him became even worse.

Unconsciously, he was labeled as reckless, selfish, brainless, undermining unity, unable to see the situation clearly, and many other labels.

"What? Are you planning to challenge me alone?"

"You may not be my opponent together, let alone you alone? You are just a great soul master. I'm afraid you can't even bear a slap from me, Old Zhao."

Zhao Wuji's harsh words showed that he still wanted to give Tang San a chance. After all, he was also a twelve-year-old and twenty-nine-level great soul master. Although he was not comparable to Shen Jianxin and others, in the outside world, he was still very rare. , a rare genius.

Although Tang San behaves a little arrogant and arrogant now, he is still young after all, and there will be plenty of time to correct his shortcomings in the future.

And aren’t those teachers there just to correct the flaws of these children and help them grow up well?

But Zhao Wuji would never have thought that Tang San and Shen Jianxin were both adult souls, and that children's bodies and thoughts had been shaped in the previous generation, and it was basically difficult to change them the day after tomorrow.

However, Shen Jianxin grew up under the banner of Dahong in his previous life, and received an extremely positive education from an early age on benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom, and trustworthiness.

Therefore, Shen Jianxin treats others with humility and gentleness in most situations. Unless he is bullied and cannot be relieved, he will awaken the blood deep in his soul and fight the enemy to the death.

Just like his Wuhun Tiger Soul Sword, the blade is wide and can be used as a shield. It is for protection. The whole body is black to be low-key and unobtrusive. The bloody inscription on the sword spine represents the final anger. Once it is ignited, , that is to fight to the death.

But what about Tang San? He has lived in the assassin-killer organization since he was a child, and he is still the most disliked outsider among the killers.

Not to mention how he was usually bullied, just looking at the things he learned, including poison preparation, stealth assassination, sneak attack poisoning, etc., most of them were dirty methods.

As for the Xuantian Baolu studied by the inner sect, even those slightly more positive hidden weapons such as mechanical expansion are not accessible to the outer sect disciples like them.

The living environment is dark, and the things he studies are all from the dark side of the world. One can imagine how much darkness lurks deep in his heart despite his seemingly bright and upright appearance.

Tang San shook his head: "I don't want to continue the current assessment with you, but I want to give up everything about myself and take back my family."

"Family?" Zhao Wuji glanced at him thoughtfully. Could it be that this boy just values ​​friendship? Did I misunderstand him?

"You don't need to take it away, Lao Zhao, I am not your enemy. This little girl was only pulled by two forces in an instant. Her body protected herself and temporarily passed out. It's not serious. She should wake up after a nap. "

With that said, Zhao Wuji handed Xiao Wu in his hand to Tang San.

Seeing this, Tang San's expression became slightly better. He stepped forward to pick up Xiao Wu's delicate body and carried her to Zhu Zhuqing's side: "Can you please help me take care of Xiao Wu for a while first?"

Zhu Zhuqing was stunned for a moment, nodded slightly, stretched out his hands and took Xiao Wu into his arms.

But Tang San turned his head coolly, and stood in front of Zhao Wuji again with an indomitable momentum.

Zhao Wuji was slightly confused: "What? What else is there?"

Tang San nodded solemnly, put his hand on his waist, and took out an unlit incense candle.

I don’t know what method he used again, but a white flame suddenly rose in his hand, he lit the incense candle, and threw it casually with his hidden weapon technique, ‘Doh! ’ A soft sound was heard on the trees not far away.

"I hope to have a serious fight with you. This time, I am fighting for my dignity and to prove myself."

"It's still a stick of incense. If I can persist, then please allow us all to enter Shrek Academy."