The beam didn’t stop.
It pierced straight through the house behind Xiao Wu, entering from the front and emerging from the back.
On the patch of yellow earth behind the house, it left behind a small, charred hole so deep that its bottom couldn’t be seen.
One strike had pierced through dozens of meters.
Xiao Wu bent over, a layer of fine cold sweat beading across her forehead as she gasped for breath.
If she’d been even half a beat slower just now, it wouldn’t have been the wooden house behind her that was pierced.
It would’ve been her.
“Since you managed to dodge it, I suppose that’s acceptable…” Ning Que’s expression remained unchanged.
He lazily moved a finger, and the ball of light began gathering at his fingertip once more.
“Enough!” A furious roar exploded.
Zhao Wuji’s enormous palm came sweeping toward Ning Que’s shoulder, accompanied by a howling gust of wind.
He couldn’t possibly stand by and watch this kid defeat his students one after another right in front of him.
Although he truly admired the boy’s talent, this was Zhao Wuji’s examination ground.
If he didn’t intervene now, where would Shrek Academy’s dignity be?
He had used fifty percent of his strength in this grab.
With the physical strength of a Rank 76 Soul Saint, fifty percent was enough to pin down a 1,000-year soul beast and leave it completely helpless.
Yet Ning Que didn’t even look at him.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes and Ning Rongrong’s smug gaze, Zhao Wuji’s palm passed straight through Ning Que’s body.
It was like reaching for the reflection of the moon in water.
His fingers swept through the surface, making the moon ripple slightly, yet it remained right where it was.
Zhao Wuji’s palm entered through Ning Que’s left shoulder and emerged from his right waist, passing straight through his entire torso.
He could even feel a faint warmth flowing between his fingers, like sunlight reflecting off the surface of water.
And yet the boy’s body had unquestionably been pierced by his hand.
“What?!
I can’t grab him?!” Zhao Wuji’s pupils contracted sharply.
At the instant he was pierced, Ning Que’s body rippled slightly, like waves spreading across the surface of water.
The ripples quickly gathered and drew together, and the outline of his torso solidified once more.
His shoulders, chest, waist, and abdomen were all completely intact.
Even the folds in his clothes hadn’t changed.
Ning Que glanced at Zhao Wuji.
His pale golden pupils reflected the Soul Saint’s stunned expression.
True elementalization.
Attacks without soul power can’t touch him.
Ning Que snapped back to reality.
His finger was still raised.
In the brief moment Zhao Wuji had been stunned, the light at his fingertip had already finished gathering once more.
This time, it was brighter and more condensed than before.
The white-gold light along its edges had already turned into an almost incandescent silver.
“Whoosh!” The beam shot out again.
Xiao Wu was still stunned by what had just happened.
Facing the speed of light this time, she had no chance to react.
“Pu!” The laser pierced straight through her body!
Xiao Wu let out a muffled groan as the impact sent her flying backward.
She crashed heavily onto the ground.
She clutched her shoulder.
Fresh blood seeped between her fingers, mixed with blackened burn marks, while half of her arm had almost completely gone numb.
Another one down.
Ning Que turned his head, his gaze landing on Dai Mubai at the edge of the field.
“And you.” But after all this exertion, boredom had already replaced the interest on his face.
He looked utterly sleepy.
A chill ran down Dai Mubai’s back.
With the fate of the others right in front of him, he didn’t dare be careless.
“White Tiger, Possession!” “Roar!” A deep tiger’s roar erupted from within Dai Mubai.
Three soul rings lit up simultaneously—two yellow and one purple.
As soul power surged through his body, his figure suddenly grew several inches taller.
His muscles bulged, and his shoulders and back broadened.
A phantom white tiger silently appeared behind him.
Dai Mubai’s soul power boiled.
He stomped down, blasting a shallow crater into the ground, and transformed into a streak of white as he charged straight toward Ning Que.
He couldn’t wait for Ning Que to make the first move.
Tang San’s fate was right before his eyes.
Once that boy kicked him, it would already be too late.
He had to strike first.
“Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!” The tiger’s roar shook the sky.
White light surged around Dai Mubai as the phantom white tiger almost completely merged with his body.
It was an enhancement-type soul skill that comprehensively increased his attack, defense, and strength.
With White Tiger Vajra Transformation activated, his offensive and defensive power was enough to contend head-on with a Soul Ancestor!
This was his full strength!
Zhu Zhuqing stood motionless in a corner of the field.
From beginning to end, she hadn’t moved.
Now that the White Tiger martial soul had appeared, it confirmed that this was indeed the person she was looking for.
But…
She gently pressed a hand against her chest.
The stirrings that the boy aroused within her were countless times stronger than what she felt when facing Dai Mubai.
This…
Was strange…
And at that very moment, Zhu Zhuqing’s attention wavered.
A streak of light appeared on the battlefield.
It wasn’t the blinding white light from before.
This time, it was an arc of light compressed to the extreme, so condensed that it seemed almost tangible.
Ning Que clenched both hands and spread them apart.
Light gathered between his palms.
When it finally faded, he was holding a blade of light in his right hand.
“Heavenly Cloud Sword!” It was three feet long, without a hilt, formed entirely from condensed light.
Incandescent white radiance flickered along its edge, leaving behind a faint scorch mark in the air.
Facing the roaring white tiger charging toward him, Ning Que casually swung it once.
The motion was so light that it looked as though he were swatting away a fly.
Yet in Dai Mubai’s eyes, the blade’s trajectory made every hair on his body stand on end.
But the light was simply too fast.
It was so fast that even his instincts couldn’t react in time to dodge.
“Chi!” The sound of a sharp blade slicing through flesh rang out.
The protective soul power surrounding Dai Mubai under White Tiger Vajra Transformation was like thin paper before the blade of light.
It was silently cut apart without even lasting an instant.
Then came the front of his clothes.
And then his body—the White Tiger physique he was so proud of.
A long wound slashed diagonally from Dai Mubai’s right shoulder to his left ribs.
After a brief delay, fresh blood suddenly erupted from the wound, blossoming into a crimson spray in the air.
Dai Mubai’s pupils contracted violently.
A muffled groan escaped his throat.
White Tiger Vajra Transformation…
Had been broken.
With a single sword strike.
This…
How could this be…
However, it wasn’t over yet.
Ning Que raised his foot.
Brilliant light appeared once more.
“Bang!” Dai Mubai’s massive body flew straight through the air like a kite with its string cut.
He flew more than ten meters before crashing onto the ground and rolling several times before finally coming to a stop.
He lay flat on his back, the wound across his chest still bleeding.
One arm lay limply against the pile of shattered stones beside him.
He didn’t even have the strength to move a finger.
The phantom White Tiger had long since disappeared, and the three soul rings had quietly faded away.
Three people.
Tang San had been kicked away.
Xiao Wu had been pierced through.
Dai Mubai had been reduced to a helpless wreck by a single sword strike and a single kick.
Ning Que stood where he was.
The blade of light in his hand flickered before breaking apart into several strands of light that dissipated into the air.
“Kid!
This isn’t the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!” Behind Ning Que, Zhao Wuji’s voice was heavy with suppressed fury.
He had disrupted the test, beaten the students, and completely disregarded them!
Sensing the hostility, Ning Que turned around and spread his hands.
“Sorry about that.
I just borrowed your training ground to settle a personal grudge.” “Besides, they aren’t students of your Shrek Academy anyway.
Oh, right, one of them is.
But according to your Shrek Academy’s rules, a soul master who doesn’t dare cause trouble isn’t a good soul master…” “So…” “Xiao Wu!!!” Suddenly, Tang San’s furious voice rang out!
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