Seeing that Zao Wou-Ki's iron fist was getting closer and closer to Xiao Wu's face, Tang San, who was standing not far away, was anxious, and a blue vine on his right hand was thrown out in an instant, tightly wrapping around Zao Wou-Ki's hand like lightning. Zao Wou-ki's attack was slammed, and the hands like iron fists stopped exactly one centimeter away from Xiao Wu's head.

"Come here!"

Zhao Wuji let out an angry roar, grabbed Tang San's vine with his right hand and pulled it violently, Tang San's whole person flew directly on the spot. At the same time, Zao Wou-ki's body jumped into the air violently, and the two pairs of iron fists injected with soul power had begun to flicker faintly.

At the same time, seven brilliant circles of light rose from his body, just like I said, Zao Wou-Ki is a soul saint, and his soul ring is still the top seven-ring configuration, two yellow, two purple, and three black!

Everyone looked at the seven dazzling circles of light in the air in amazement, and in the next moment, they were all stunned.

Zhao Wuji let out a loud shout, and one of the yellow soul rings that flipped up and down his body lit up. His fists slammed wide at a speed visible to the naked eye, the entire fist bulged strangely, and the bones of his palm made a crackling sound.

Almost at the moment when he finished unleashing his soul technique, Tang San's entire person in the air was directly shocked out by the tsunami-like momentum, and a big pit was directly smashed out on the ground. Also hurt was Xiao Wu beside him, the poor lady bounced out directly, and her long hair spread out directly in the air.

What's even more terrifying is that as long as it is within three meters of Zao Wou-ki, all the objects are shaken up, and even the ground under his feet is shattered into pieces.

"That's amazing!"

Tang Le frowned, Zhao Wuji just used a hundred-year soul ring to have such power, so if he used the seventh thousand-year soul ring, then it must have destroyed the heavens and the earth, right?

"Dada-da-da!"

Heavy footsteps sounded, and Zhao Wuji dragged his burly body slowly, and the ground shook violently before he took a step, and even the big tree where Dai Mubai was standing was constantly shaking.

"Little ones, it's time for the game to end."

Looking at the two big pits in front of him, Zhao Wuji said angrily, Tang San and Xiao Wu were really annoying.

At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing, who had not acted before, made a move. With the help of the surrounding trees, her light steps lightly touched the branches, and the whole person catapulted out.

"Annoying."

Zhao Wuji glanced at Zhu Zhuqing with some disgust, what he hated most in his life was dealing with people from the Min Attack Department, fighting, she didn't fight you head-on, but if you caught it, you couldn't catch it, it was really uncomfortable.

At the same time, two yellow circles of light rose under Zhu Zhuqing's feet, and the second circle of light lit up dazzlingly. Her dark purple eyes dimmed a little, and at the same time, the whole person began to accelerate silently, like a silent ghost, quickly approaching Zao Wou-Ki.

Looking at Zhu Zhuqing, who was wrapped in a purple halo, Zhao Wuji's eyes were a little more serious, he knew that this year's little monster was not easy to deal with.

It's close! Zao Wou-Ki was right in front of him, Zhu Zhuqing's body was full of purple light, and black spikes also grew on the fingertips of his two pairs of jade hands, like a leopard walking in the dark night, and quickly rushed towards Zao Wou-Ki. This is her second soul technique, Netherworld Hundred Claws!

Zhu Zhuqing's whole person turned into a ghost and quickly circled behind Zhao Wuji, and the Netherworld Hundred Claws quickly slammed into him.

"Ding Ding Ding"

A series of attacks sounded instantly, and Zhu Zhuqing was like an anti-aircraft machine gun at this time, quickly hitting behind Zhao Wouji, and the speed was shocking. In a very short period of time, he launched hundreds of attacks on Zao Wou-Ki.

Zao Wou-Ki suffered a loss and quickly turned around. At the same time, all the soul power was condensed in his hands, resisting the attack from Zhu Zhuqing.

"Ding"

With the end of the last clear sound, it indicated that Zhu Zhuqing's attack had officially stopped. The two Zao Wou-Ki, who had been passively defending before, shouted violently, and the other yellow aura among the seven soul rings instantly lit up. The attack that was immediately reversed, the two hands immediately grabbed Zhu Zhuqing, and the fists suddenly clenched, and the power that had already been determined immediately exploded at that moment, directly sending Zhu Zhuqing, who had just finished casting the Netherworld White Claw, and flew out.

Dai Mubai, who was standing not far away, flashed, and caught Zhu Zhuqing with great precision. But at this time, Zhu Zhuqing had already fainted deeply, and there were scars all over his body.

And Ning Rongrong, who was standing behind Tang Le, held the Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda in both hands and looked at the scene with a shocked expression. Zao Wou-Ki is too strong, at this time, a stick of incense has just burned halfway, but it has already solved more than half of the people on the field, and the most important thing is that its Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda only has an amplification, and there is no recovery effect! If this continues, Zao Wou-Ki is simply a god blocking and killing gods and Buddhas!

"Ahem."

The dust cleared, and Tang San, who had been slapped on the ground by Zao Wou-Ki before, woke up, got out of the dirt pit, shook his head covered with dirt ashes, and looked at everyone with a confused expression.

At this time, he seemed to be resurrected with full blood, and he came back to life tenaciously.

"What's going on?"

Tang San looked at Tang Le and Ning Rongrong who were trembling behind him suspiciously, and then looked at Dai Mubai, who was standing aside holding Zhu Zhuqing, obviously not coming back to his senses.

"Okay, here we go again!"

Zhao Wuji smiled, although he was not surprised that Tang San woke up, the one he gave Tang San before only looked amazingly powerful, but it didn't actually cause much damage.

Tang San didn't pay attention to what Zhao Wuji said, instead looked at the figure that fell beside him with a solemn look.

Xiao Wu!

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, wake up!" Tang San immediately leaned down and shouted anxiously, and continuously injected the soul power in his body into Xiao Wu's body, but Xiao Wu showed no signs of awakening.

"It's my brother who didn't protect you, but I will definitely complete this assessment." Tang San looked at Xiao Wu who was unconscious in his arms, and his eyes moistened unconsciously.

"That little girl is fine."

Zao Wou-Ki said at the right time.

Slowly lowering Xiao Wu's body, Tang San stood up and looked at Zhao Wuji and said with a firm expression. "The assessment is not over yet, you said that if you hold on for a minute under your attack, you will let us enter Shrek Academy, and now the battle is not over, come on!"

"He's crazy? How can we fight with just a few of us? Ning Rongrong said with a depressed face, he didn't care if he could win this battle, after all, she was the proud daughter of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, and she had everything she wanted to go to. But looking at Tang San's expression, he was puzzled, why did he want to enter Shrek Academy?

Tang Le, who was standing on the side, shook his head disapprovingly, and said lightly:

"Xiao Wu is injured, the game is over."