At this moment, Zhao Wuji was completely dumbfounded, his mind a blank.
If he weren't in Martial Soul Possession mode, his old face would've turned as red as a monkey's butt.
The mighty Immovable King, brought down twice in less than a minute by a twelve-year-old child—using the same move both times, no less.
If this got out...
A lifetime of glory would go up in smoke.
Alongside his shock, his heart was filled with admiration.
He knew exactly what Xiao Wu had just used—one of the rarest and most valuable soul ring abilities in the soul master system: True Damage skills.
Soul beasts capable of granting such abilities were not only extremely rare, but they were also apex predators, dominating the food chain without question.
Weapon-type soul skills were no less rare either.
This Xiao Wu... her future was limitless.
Amid the silence across the field,
Zhao Wuji slowly got up, pretending to be calm as he patted the dirt off himself. He twitched his mouth and said:
"Damn it, it's like an eighty-year-old mom knocking her kid flat. Looks like I'll have to start taking this seriously today."
"Xiao Bai, what the hell are you laughing at? Come to my actual combat class tomorrow."
Dai Mubai's grin vanished instantly.
"Wait, what does this have to do with me?!"
The incense wasn't even finished burning, yet Vajra Titan Bear was already charging at Xiao Wu, moving like a beastly tank.
This time, he was clearly serious. Aside from the sixth and seventh rings, five soul rings around him lit up simultaneously.
Especially that ten-thousand-year soul ring—the pressure on Xiao Wu instantly multiplied, and her speed dropped significantly.
Upon seeing this,
in the Beast Space, a certain black tiger (who refused to be named) immediately snarled with righteous fury.
"Boss, a Soul Saint going all out against a mere Soul Sect, even using his fifth ring? This damn bear is begging to die! Let me out there—I promise one slap and he won't be able to crawl back up."
Nangong Lingyun smirked and said:
"Your scheme's so loud the beads of your abacus are bouncing off my face."
Though the Beast Space was spacious enough, it was still monotonous and empty.
Especially considering it only had a handful of inhabitants—and one of them couldn't be messed with.
Ever since entering the human world, Dark Devilgod Tiger had whined daily about wanting to go out and play. Its temperament was even wilder than Xiao Wu's.
But it couldn't take human form. If a beast of its size showed up in a city, who knows what kind of chaos it would cause?
So, Nangong Lingyun would only let it out for short strolls in deserted areas.
After being refused again, it started trying to come up with all kinds of excuses, repeating the same format every time.
Last night, when they ran into Flender, it said:
"This crappy crystal costs 200 gold soul coins? That swindler is begging to die! Let me out and teach him a lesson!"
But now that Zhao Wuji was fully serious, even the rabbit would have a hard time handling it.
At that moment, Nangong Lingyun raised his right palm and gently pushed forward—
a golden phantom flew out of it, carrying two black soul rings, and merged directly into Xiao Wu's body.
Originally only slightly larger than her true form, the Soft Bone Demon Rabbit instantly swelled under the wind, transforming into a massive gold-red rabbit, towering over even the Vajra Titan Bear.
With the boost from Heaven-Earth Transformation and Golden Light Movement, the rabbit's power surged. She shouted excitedly:
"Hahaha! Sister Xiao Wu fears no one in this life!"
"If I were Emperor of Heaven, I'd suppress all enemies on Earth!"
"Watch my fists!"
No more need for nunchucks—just swinging her enormous fists, she pounded toward Zhao Wuji with a barrage of booming strikes.
Each strike had the True Damage effect, each punch infused with innate energy and critical hits. Combined with her overwhelming speed, which Zhao Wuji was weakest against—
In less than ten seconds, the Vajra Titan Bear, completely unable to fight back, was beaten out of Martial Soul Possession mode. His real body was flung through the air, crashing to the ground beside Tang San, unable to move.
Just then, the incense finished burning.
By the rules they agreed on earlier, Xiao Wu had won.
But no one in the crowd was paying attention to that anymore.
Tang San, with a bitter and sour expression, was once again filled with shock. He muttered in disbelief:
"Could that be…
…a Martial Soul Fusion Skill?"
"It must be. That has to be a Martial Soul Fusion Skill."
And in his heart, he roared:
"Why wasn't I the one who could form a Martial Soul Fusion with Xiao Wu?"
"Why can't I find a teammate like that?!"
Martial Soul Fusion didn't just mean more soul rings or more skills.
More importantly, the fused ability itself gained a significant leap in quality.
For example, two high-level martial souls fused together would at least reach top-tier power, and super-tier wouldn't be uncommon.
Because a certain old fart often bragged about the Golden Iron Triangle being his life's greatest pride, Tang San knew a ton about this subject.
Watching such a rare skill appear in his rival—and his goddess—and the two of them being so in sync, it felt worse than death.
Dai Mubai and Zhu Lanling looked just as shaken. They knew exactly what this meant.
The Nether White Tiger was the foundation of the entire Star Luo Empire, after all.
And Xiao Wu was already powerful, her soul skills incredibly rare and unique. Nangong Lingyun could only be even more exceptional.
In the future, a Martial Soul Fusion Skill at the Double Titled Douluo level was no longer just a dream.
Even Zhao Wuji, for once, didn't care about the embarrassment or loss of face.
After a brief recovery, he got up and cheerfully shouted to Dai Mubai:
"Xiao Bai, go get some sausages from Oscar."
He had clearly seen it—Nangong Lingyun already had two ten-thousand-year soul rings, making him even more monstrous than Xiao Wu.
With a student like that joining Shrek Academy, he'd gladly be humiliated a hundred times over.
Zhao Wuji walked up to them, doing his best to hide his excitement and said:
"Congratulations, you've officially passed the test. You're now members of Shrek."
But right then, Nangong Lingyun interrupted him.
"Wait a moment…"
"Senior Ming King, I never said we'd be joining Shrek."
Zhao Wuji panicked.
"What do you mean? Didn't you come here for the entrance exam?"
"If it's because I embarrassed myself earlier, I can show you my real strength!"
"That's not the reason. I've heard of the Immovable King's reputation, and you needn't prove yourself.
Besides, very few soul masters can tank a beating from Xiao Wu like that."
"However, as the old saying goes: a lord chooses his minister, and a minister his lord.
Whether we truly join or not, we'll observe for a few more days before making a decision.
Also, I came to Shrek Academy partly by invitation and partly due to certain... inconvenient-to-explain reasons."
Nangong Lingyun stood tall and composed.
Zhao Wuji had nothing left to say.
To most ordinary students, an academy full of elite soul masters was an unshakable giant.
But Nangong Lingyun and Xiao Wu were clearly backed by extraordinary forces.
Just the quality of their ten-thousand-year soul rings was something ordinary people couldn't dream of obtaining.
(End of Chapter)