hotmtlnovel Chapter 10: The Flying Soul Skill Shows Its Power for the First Time – Is This a Soul Master?
Chapter 10: The Flying Soul Skill Shows Its Power for the First Time – Is This a Soul Master?
Chapter 10: The Flying Soul Skill Shows Its Power for the First Time – Is This a Soul Master?
Su Mo smiled.
Without any hesitation, he pulled Zhu Zhuqing into his arms.
"Miss Zhu, are you alright?"
Su Mo spoke with a faint smile, Zhu Zhuqing's proud breasts pressed against his chest.
"fine."
Zhu Zhuqing had never been hugged so closely before, and her face couldn't help but blush.
But the next second, she spat out blood, staining Su Mo's white clothes crimson.
Her face turned deathly pale, and her body instantly went limp.
Su Mo hugged her right arm tighter, and his right hand accidentally touched her right breast.
"I'll take care of her!"
Ning Rongrong looked at Su Mo's restless hands and said irritably.
"Take good care of them."
Su Mo pushed Zhu Zhuqing towards Ning Rongrong, then stared at Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji's hands transformed into bear paws, pushing towards Tang San.
Tang San's body was smashed to pieces like a tattered sack, and he was in excruciating pain.
At this point, the incense had burned less than halfway, and Su Mo was the only one left capable of fighting.
Su Mo smiled; he knew he could get through the remaining few minutes.
Zhao Wuji slowly walked up to Su Mo, but did not make a move immediately.
He crossed his arms, looked at Su Mo with interest, and said casually:
"Little guy, show us what tricks you have up your sleeve, or you won't have another chance later."
Without wasting words, Su Mo released the Sword Realm Cage again and instantly switched from defense to offense.
A full hundred blood-red longswords attacked Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji remained unmoved, allowing Su Mo to attack him.
The sound of ping-pong balls striking metal rang out, Zhao Wuji's shirt turned to dust, while his body only gained a few white marks.
"Hahaha, little guy, if you don't have any other tricks up your sleeve, I'll end the fight now."
Zhao Wuji's voice was booming, and he had a broad smile on his face.
He had already accepted everyone in his heart and naturally didn't want to cause any more trouble.
If Su Mo's soul skills weren't so abnormal, he wouldn't have needed to use his martial soul; he usually didn't use his martial soul in tests.
It can be said that Su Mo lost the moment he used that soul skill. Who would open their martial soul when fighting between a Soul Saint and a Soul Venerable?
"Su Mo, you should just admit defeat. Teacher Zhao won't make things difficult for you."
Dai Mubai couldn't help but speak up to remind him.
Zhao Wuji's punch was enough to keep Su Mo bedridden for ten days or half a month.
Just then, the system finally appeared.
[A crucial choice has been detected for the host. Please make a decision quickly.]
Option 1: Quickly concede defeat in order to protect yourself.
[Reward: A Thousand-Year Soul Ring - Turtle with a Shrinking Head, and Soul Power Level +2.]
Option Two: Persist to the end and never admit defeat.
[Reward: A ten-thousand-year-old spirit ring, Xuanwu, and a +2 increase in spirit power level.]
Su Mo smiled, feeling that all the hardships he had gone through to enter the academy had been worthwhile, as even a simple test could trigger a choice.
Option two is better no matter what. Although he had never heard of the Xuanwu spirit ring, it should be a defensive spirit beast.
"Well then, let's see this move!"
Su Mo's voice was low as he chose the most unsolvable move.
"Sword Soars Through the Nine Heavens!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a flying sword lifted him up and sent him soaring ten meters into the air.
"How is that possible?"
Ning Rongrong stared at Su Mo in disbelief, speechless.
Isn't this Grandpa Sword's soul skill? How come Su Mo knows it too?
Tang San looked at Su Mo, his eyes filled with envy.
He had never seen a flying Soul Master before and longed for such a Soul Skill.
But the thought of Su Mo holding Xiao Wu earlier made her furious, and her envy instantly turned into jealousy.
Zhao Wuji frowned. Although he was a Soul Saint, he knew nothing about flying, let alone flying up and shooting Su Mo down.
But soon, he came up with a plan.
Su Mo can fly, but Ning Rongrong can't. Although the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School has great power, it is normal to get injured during the entrance test.
Thinking of this, he threw a punch, sending the bewildered Ning Rongrong flying several meters.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, who were being held by her, were also thrown back several meters, and the two women instantly fainted.
"Little guy, are you just going to watch your teammates get hurt?"
Zhao Wuji smiled and looked up at Su Mo.
Ning Rongrong's white dress ripped, her left leg was scraped by the ground and left a bloody mark, and her stomach was in excruciating pain.
She had never felt this kind of pain before; no one had ever dared to hit her like this before.
A tear rolled down her cheek; she attributed it all to Su Mo's indifference.
"Su Mo, are you even a man?! How could you let a woman get beaten up?"
Ning Rongrong spoke with a sob in her voice, glaring fiercely at Su Mo.
Su Mo yawned out of boredom and glanced at Xiang.
With only five minutes left to make the selection, he naturally couldn't go down to deliver the vegetables.
"You coward! You heartless bastard! You'll never get my forgiveness in this lifetime!"
Ning Rongrong rebuked angrily.
Her words sparked some speculation among the crowd. Could it be that Su Mo had done something to betray Ning Rongrong?
Zhao Wuji also looked at Su Mo with a strange expression, and then said, "Little guy, every man makes mistakes, but it's good to admit your mistakes and correct them."
Su Mo couldn't help but laugh upon hearing this, and replied calmly, "Didn't you want to break off the engagement yourself? I just went along with your wishes."
Ning Rongrong was speechless after Su Mo's words, so she used her ultimate move:
"As long as you come down and fight fairly, I'll allow you to hold my hand!"
Her voice was firm, as if she had made some remarkable decision.
"Hahaha"
Dai Mubai burst into laughter, thinking there was something going on between the two of them.
They were engaged but had never even held hands.
Su Mo just held Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing for a while, which felt like the New Year.
Zhao Wuji also cast a sympathetic glance at Su Mo. He had never seen such a miserable man, who was not only rejected at the wedding but also had to bear the stigma of being a heartless man.
But for the sake of his pride, he still had to finish the fight.
Suddenly, his fourth spirit ring flew out and headed towards Su Mo.
Su Mo hurriedly flew upwards, because once trapped, he couldn't move.
After Su Mo flew a hundred meters, the purple soul ring returned to Zhao Wuji's side, because the maximum distance of this soul skill was a hundred meters.
[Ding! Congratulations, host, for making your choice. Rewards are being distributed.]
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained the ten-thousand-year soul ring Xuanwu. Would you like to use it immediately?]
"no."
Su Mo thought to himself, "We're still testing it. If a ten-thousand-year soul ring suddenly appears, I'll risk my life to absorb it."
The spirit ring, along with its spirit power level, was stored in the system.
When the time was up, Su Mo slowly descended.
"You've passed the test!"
Zhao Wuji said it was "you," but his eyes were fixed on Su Mo.
He's a genius among geniuses.
Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing also woke up one after another and thanked Su Mo.
"Su Mo, thank you so much this time. We wouldn't have passed the test without you."
Xiao Wu smiled radiantly and sincerely thanked them.
Tang San, however, had a gloomy expression. He was still resentful about Su Mo holding Xiao Wu, and seeing Xiao Wu smiling at Su Mo made him even more upset.
(End of this chapter)