"It's not over yet." Zhao Wuji was secretly furious and decided to teach the little hedgehog in front of him a lesson. He blocked his face with his right hand, and with his left hand, he slapped Tang San's chest. Of course, this slap didn't use much force, but after suffering such a huge loss, he couldn't help but take some revenge, and his heart was uncomfortable. At the moment when the slap landed, he had already withdrawn his Gravity Compression skill from the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, otherwise Tang San would have been directly crushed to death by this skill.

  Bang bang, two muffled hums came almost simultaneously.

  Tang San's body was slapped flying by Zhao Wuji, and a muffled hum naturally came from him. His body flew through the air, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

  All the previous attacks, he could be said to have exhausted his mind and inner strength. At this time, he was already close to being drained of energy, how could he withstand Zhao Wujie's palm? Not being shaken into a daze was already not bad.

  Dai Mubai put Zhu Zhuqing down on the ground and in a flash of movement, caught Tang San who was flying backwards.

  Another muffled hum belonged to Zhao Wuji. Originally, he thought it was just another one of Tang San's hidden weapons, and blocking Tang San's hammer swing wasn't easy, right? However, when the hammer hit his palm, he already felt something was off.

  That seemingly small hammer was powerful and heavy, but although Zhao Wuji timely urged on his soul power, he had been careless from the start. Under the double influence of the Mandrake snake's poison and the pain in his body, his soul power was somewhat insufficient.

  The hammer hit his palm, and his palm slammed into his face. Zhao Wuji's nose suddenly started bleeding profusely, and with another slap of his palm, he instantly looked like a blooming flower, becoming a big, red-faced man. The whole person was dazed from the blow.

  But the small black hammer disappeared silently after hitting him.

  Tang San was supported by Dai Mubai, and he coughed up another mouthful of blood. Although his injuries were not light, if one only looked at the surface, no one would have thought that Zhao Wuji had won the previous battle.

  Of course, this is not to say that Zhao Wuji's strength was weak. After all, he was fighting against Tang San, and he didn't want to really hurt him, so he was holding back a bit. He also wanted to see just how far Tang San could go. His specialty was brute force, not pursuit. Furthermore, Tang San's hidden weapons had suddenly become too powerful, and were calculated with various ingenious methods, which allowed the underestimating Zhao Wuji to suffer a great loss. This face was truly lost. If they were really fighting, Zhao Wuji only needed to directly launch his fifth soul ring technique, and Tang San would have been killed by him instantly. The gap in their strength was just too big.

  If it were just an exam, Tang San wouldn't have gone all out like this, but Xiao Wu's coma had ignited the bloodline in his heart. Adding to that was the immense pressure Zhao Wuji brought upon him, which instantly made him erupt. Not to mention the few people who were still awake here, even Xiao Wu hadn't seen Tang San's full-powered appearance today.

  Dai Mu Bai looked at Zhao Wuji, whose face was covered in blood, and wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. He quickly shouted loudly, "Oscar, Oscar, come over quickly. You have business."

  By stimulating the sound with soul power, as long as it is within this college, I'm afraid no one will be unable to hear.

  Many years later, when the White Tiger Dai Mubai, the captain of the Shrek Seven Devils, had achieved great success and fame, he was asked who was the most fearsome among the Shrek Seven Devils.

  Dai Mubai answered without hesitation, it was Xue Wu Xia, the Soft Bone Douluo. The reason was very simple. Because she was Tang San's reverse scale. Directly provoking Tang San might not be a big deal, but if he provoked Xue Wu Xia and triggered Tang San's anger. Then, terrible things would happen, and Tang San would no longer be the Thousand Hands Douluo, but the Thousand Hands Asura.

  Dai Mubai had a life of many romances, and was even jokingly referred to as the "Greatest Playboy" by the Shrek Seven Devils, but he had never made a move on Xiao Wu. Because he was a smart person, he absolutely did not want to face Tang San's furious anger. And all of this was reminded to him because of what happened in front of his eyes at this moment.

  "Where's the business, where's the business?" Oscar's distinctive soft voice came from afar with a hint of excitement and soon he appeared before everyone.

  Perhaps because he was too eager, he even dropped his own shopping cart and ran over alone.

  "Xiao Ao, come here." Dai Mu Bai called out to him.

  Oscar hurried over, "Dai Lao Da, did you call me?"

  Dai Mu Bai nodded and said: "Quickly, get a few sausages out. They are all injured."

  Oscar was overjoyed, "Five copper souls for one, don't forget to settle the bill with me. I have a big sausage." In his strange soul curse, the light in his hand flashed, and instantly a fragrant sausage appeared.

  Dai Mubai gave Tang San a look, "Eat up. Although this guy's words are disgusting, his sausage is indeed very effective. This is the first soul ring added sausage, can speed up physical injury recovery."

  The sausage didn't amount to much, but as soon as Tang San thought of Oscar's words, he couldn't help but feel a wave of nausea wash over him. He hastily waved his hand, "I'm not seriously injured, I just feel a bit drained. A short rest will do me good. You'd better let someone else have the sausage."

  After finishing speaking, he immediately sat cross-legged, regulating his breath and circulating his Qi.

  Tang San may not eat, but it doesn't mean others won't eat either. For example, a certain someone who has lost face badly.

  "Oscar, come here, bring me a sausage and a ham each."

  Zhao Wujie's voice was somewhat muffled, and it was no wonder he would be like this. Although he relied on Jingchun's soul power to force the toxin not to spread, at the moment when he was poisoned, his tongue still swelled up.

  Oscar blinked his peach blossom eyes, "Who are you? How did you end up at our Slake Academy and know my name?"

  "Bastard, you want to be punished? I am Zhao Wuji." Zhao Wuji was furious, his breath almost couldn't catch up, and he nearly spat out blood.