Chapter 363: Practical test begins, Zhao Wuji 1V5
"Ah?!"
Oscar was stunned when he heard Wang Zhao's words, and then he received a gold soul coin thrown by Wang Zhao.
"I don't have a copper soul coin with me, so I can only use this. Give me one to try first, and if it tastes good, give me a few more."
Wang Zhao looked at Oscar, whose face was full of astonishment and eyes suddenly lit up with excitement, and smiled.
"Oh, okay! Here you go!"
Oscar no longer hesitated, and immediately took a sausage from the cart and handed it to Wang Zhao, and then there was a hint of expectation in his eyes. Seeing Wang Zhao take the sausage, Flanders couldn't help but hesitate, "Your Majesty, do you really want to eat it..."
"Hmm."
Wang Zhao waved at him, and then took a bite of the sausage in his hand. Well, it tastes really good. Even if compared with the starch sausage mixed with bone mud in the previous life, Oscar's sausage can be said to be a delicacy in the world.
Oscar watched Wang Zhao's eyes gradually reveal some admiration, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of recognition in his heart. When he was excited, he suddenly thought of the name that Flanders had just given to the mysterious black-clothed man in front of him who didn't dislike the sausages he made and was filled with strange gray mist...
Your Majesty? !
Oscar's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he couldn't help but take a half step back.
"Little classmate, the sausages taste very good, give me a few more."
"Little classmate? Classmate?"
At this time, Wang Zhao waved to Oscar, whose expression gradually became dull, but Oscar didn't respond. Flanders, who always maintained caution and awe for Wang Zhao, the "undead disaster", couldn't help but feel nervous when he saw this, and hurriedly pushed Oscar.
"Little Ao, His Majesty is calling you."
"Ah? Oh!!!"
Oscar's eyes glared, and soon he handed a few more sausages to Wang Zhao, and then his eyes looking at Wang Zhao quickly became full of awe.
Your Majesty...
It turned out that this was a Titled Douluo!
A Titled Douluo actually recognized my sausage... I can brag about this for ten years!
...
On the other side.
Dai Mubai led five people to another open space, which was much smaller than the previous open space, only about 200 square meters.
A middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties was standing quietly. He had an ordinary appearance and was not tall, but he looked very strong and gave people a majestic feeling. His broad shoulders were like a city wall, and his coat could not cover his strong muscles that looked like cast iron. Although his expression was kind, his strong body would give people a strong sense of oppression.
Wasn't it Zhao Wuji who had just appeared at the gate of Shitlake College.
At this time, someone suddenly muttered in a low voice, "Hey, this teacher seems to look like Tang San", and the atmosphere in the whole audience suddenly became silent, and then it became a little weird.
Zhao Wuji followed the gaze of the crowd and looked at the "Tang San" mentioned by the crowd, and his face suddenly became a little strange. As for Tang San's face, it was completely ugly.
Who spoke just now? Who spoke just now? !
Stand up!
You have already found your way to death!
"Ahem."
The next moment, Dai Mubai spoke up to break the weird atmosphere, and looked at Zhao Wuji and said:
"Teacher Zhao, are you ready? Give them five actual combat tests in person."
"Hehe, of course."
Hearing this, Zhao Wuji's face gradually returned to normal, and then he continued to talk as if nothing had happened.
"All five of them are above level 25, not bad, not bad, all of you who pass the test this year will be real little monsters."
"Since it was His Majesty the Undead Calamity who spoke in person just now, then you should not blame me. I can't afford to offend him, so I can only obey his wishes and serve as your chief examiner."
"Actual combat experience is a must for every soul master, so what I am testing in this last level is your ability in this area, your most real combat effectiveness!"
As he said this, Zhao Wuji smiled slightly, and there was a hint of danger in his smile.
"Let me introduce myself formally. My name is Zhao Wuji. Now, I will give you one stick of incense to get to know each other and discuss. After one stick of incense, the test will begin. The content of the test is that the five of you will work together to resist my attack for one stick of incense. As long as one person can hold on to the end, you will pass. I hope you understand that you should not try to take shortcuts. No one can escape from this range with speed. At the same time, I can also remind you that it is impossible to block my attack by your own strength. Mutual coordination is your only chance of success..."
"That's it. I'm about to light the incense. You don't have much time, so hurry up and get ready. Mu Bai, you can also reveal my strength characteristics to them so that they can be prepared."
After saying that, Zhao Wuji took out a stick of incense from somewhere, pinched the tip of the incense with his fingers, and used the strong friction to directly light the incense. In the blink of an eye, the incense had been inserted into the ground without any trembling.
Seeing this, Dai Mubai shook his head, and then led the five people to squat aside to discuss tactics... After a while, the five people stood up, but for some reason, Tang San's face looked a little ugly again, and Dai Mubai, who was gradually leaving the venue, was similar to him.
"Have you discussed it?"
Zhao Wuji's loud voice came at the same time, and the five people turned around and saw that the incense on the ground had indeed burned to the end.
"Okay."
After a response, the five people came on stage together, with a considerable distance between them. Ning Rongrong stood at the back, while Tang San and Huo Yuhao stood side by side in the center. As for Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, they walked around the edge.
Zhao Wuji stood opposite the five people, clasped his hands together, and moved his wrists. A series of bone cracking sounds that made people's teeth ache sounded, and the invisible pressure increased a little. Suddenly, he smiled grimly with a little excitement.
"I suddenly realized that I seemed to want to stretch my muscles today. The proposal of His Majesty the Undead Scourge is actually what I want."
After speaking, a new incense appeared in Zhao Wuji's hand, and then he suddenly lit it and ejected it, inserting it next to the incense that had burned out on the ground before...
At the same time, three figures appeared outside the open space at some point, namely Wang Zhao, Flanders and Oscar.
Wang Zhao took out a chair from his storage soul guide and placed it on the ground, then sat down leisurely. Flanders stood beside him and told him something from time to time. Wang Zhao casually stretched out his hand while listening, and Oscar, who temporarily turned into Wang Zhao's lackey, handed over a few skewered sausages.
"Zhao Wuji...Acalanatha?"
Suddenly, Wang Zhao raised his eyebrows.