Let Me Open Up Your Back

"Kid, if you don't have the strength, don't act so arrogantly." Tang San's actions displeased Zhao Wuji.

But he did not know that, in some dark corner, a Black Robe clenched his fists tightly, wishing he could skin him alive.

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and his chest heaved rapidly.

The Blue Silver Grass Spirit had no offensive capabilities, so he decisively abandoned it.

His hands touched the Twenty-Four Bridges, Moonlit Night at his waist, and the Hidden Weapons stored within the Soul Tool appeared in his hands.

His hands moved at incredible speed, and countless Hidden Weapons shot toward Zhao Wuji like a torrential rain of pear blossoms.

Using techniques to launch Hidden Weapons was a style that had never existed in the history of Douluo Continent.

Zhao Wuji failed to see through it at first and nearly fell for Tang San's trick.

The Hidden Weapons' attacks were indeed dense, but Zhao Wuji's defenses appeared to be even stronger.

Most of the Hidden Weapons struck his skin and were knocked aside directly. Only a small portion managed to pierce into his body.

Without the Dragon Beard Needle, Tang San simply could not threaten Zhao Wuji.

As for the Hidden Weapons embedded in his body, Zhao Wuji only needed to use a little Soul Power to force them out.

"What kind of fighting style is this? What kind of weapon is that?" Dai Mubai was dumbfounded as he watched.

Such an assault had even left a Soul Saint somewhat disheveled. If it had been him, he would probably have been turned into a porcupine long ago.

Dai Mubai was rather glad that when they first met, Tang San had not let Xiao Wu fight. Otherwise, he would have been the unlucky one.

Ning Rongrong could not help covering her mouth. She had never seen such a frenzied technique before.

"Kid, my patience is limited." Zhao Wuji let out a furious roar, though he still tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

Immovable Bright King was an evil title. He had never been a good person.

Tang San's repeated provocations had long since enraged him beyond measure.

The Fifth Spirit Ring beneath his feet flashed faintly before going dark again, and then the Fourth Spirit Ring lit up.

"Fourth Spirit Ability, Targeted Tracking."

Ning Tianchen at the side could not help feeling relieved. "Good thing he didn't use his ten-thousand-year Spirit Ability."

For the current Tang San, a Soul Saint's ten-thousand-year Spirit Ability was enough to take his life.

If Tang San died, Tang Hao would become a complete madman. When that happened, it would be a disaster for both the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the entire continent.

Before he possessed the strength to alter the course of history, Ning Tianchen felt that the best choice was to let the general timeline proceed according to its original course.

Zhao Wuji's Fourth Spirit Ability possessed tracking capabilities. In his current furious state, if he caught Tang San, then even if Tang San did not die, he would be beaten into a cripple.

With a thought, the Seven Kill Sword in Ning Tianchen's hand shot out and landed in front of Tang San.

"Second Spirit Ability, Dragon Sword Guardian."

Soul Power transformed into countless spirit swords, forming a Sword Qi Barrier before Tang San.

Zhao Wuji leaped into the air and landed on the barrier, shattering it in only a moment.

With that brief buffer, the power of his Spirit Ability was weakened somewhat.

Tang San had exhausted his Hidden Weapons and no longer had the strength to fight back.

Zhao Wuji grabbed him by the neck and viciously hurled him away.

"Rongrong, Dai Mubai, go find someone to treat everyone first. Leave the rest to me," Ning Tianchen hurriedly instructed.

Tang San was not entirely useless. At the very least, he had bought quite a bit of time.

Then Ning Tianchen looked toward the incense stick in the distance and thought, About two minutes left. I hope I can hold out until the end.

"Now it's just you and me. Let's have some fun." Zhao Wuji laughed loudly, his gaze suddenly turning cold.

"Teacher Zhao, please instruct me."

With a casual beckoning motion, the Seven Kill Sword fell into his hand.

Holding the sword, he stood firmly in place without showing the slightest hint of retreat.

This time, Zhao Wuji attacked first.

His fist was as large as a child's head. The power behind that punch was obvious enough.

Ning Tianchen frowned deeply. He was only two meters from the edge of the clearing, and the slightest mistake would eliminate him.

"Seven Kill Sword Manual, Sword Control Stance."

This sword control was not Sword Flight, but using offense as defense to guard all directions.

The Seven Kill Sword blocked before him and forcibly received the punch.

Compared to before, Zhao Wuji's punch now carried several times more force. Ning Tianchen's hands gripping the sword actually began to tremble.

His feet slid a meter across the ground before he finally steadied himself.

"Can you block the next punch too?" Zhao Wuji sneered as another punch came flying at him.

Even if Ning Tianchen could withstand this punch, the tremendous force would send his body out of the clearing.

"Sword Wings!"

A pair of wings sprouted from his back. Under his control, their sharp tips shot toward Zhao Wuji's neck.

The Sword Wings were longer than Zhao Wuji's arms. If the latter wanted to strike Ning Tianchen with his fist, the Sword Wings would first pierce through his throat.

"A Soul Bone!" Zhao Wuji was startled and immediately halted his attack.

Seizing the opportunity, Ning Tianchen used the Sword Wings' flying ability to leap into the air.

"Third Spirit Ability, Sword Wings Soaring."

Under his control, the Seven Kill Sword stabbed toward Zhao Wuji like a flying sword.

"Vajra Palm!"

Zhao Wuji had grown thoroughly irritated and slapped the Seven Kill Sword away with one palm.

When he raised his head to look at Ning Tianchen, the Sword Wings behind the latter had been reduced to nothing but a skeleton. Their feathers had vanished without a trace.

For a moment, he was completely baffled.

In midair, Ning Tianchen secretly felt fortunate.

Even without feathers, the Sword Wings still retained their ability to fly. Otherwise, he would have been left helpless.

"Kid, flying into the air isn't a wise decision. Don't you know that my Fourth Spirit Ability can lock onto you?" Zhao Wuji said in exasperation.

He had just demonstrated the effects of his Spirit Ability. Yet Ning Tianchen still dared to fly. Wasn't that foolish?

As soon as his words fell, the Fourth Spirit Ring beneath his feet lit up.

The Spirit Ability locked onto Ning Tianchen. In the next instant, Zhao Wuji sprang into the air, intending to teach him a lesson.

"Perfect. Let me open up your back!"

"Third Spirit Ability, Sword Wings Soaring. External Soul Bone skill, Feather Blade Barrage."

The Sword Wings' feathers had not withered away. While the Seven Kill Sword stalled his opponent, Ning Tianchen had hidden them nearby.

As the Spirit Ability activated, countless feather blades and the Seven Kill Sword shot toward Zhao Wuji's back as though they had received an order.

"What?!"

The Vajra Bear Martial Soul had no ability to fly. Suspended in midair, Zhao Wuji had no way to adjust his posture.

Given the sharpness of the Seven Kill Sword, this attack was highly likely to pierce through his body.

After hunting eagles all his life, he had finally been pecked blind by one.

"Seventh Spirit Ability, Martial Soul Avatar!"

The image of the Vajra Bear rose into the air, and all of Zhao Wuji's attributes underwent a qualitative leap.

The feather blades and the Seven Kill Sword struck the Martial Soul Avatar, yet failed to inflict any injury.

With the body of a Soul Elder, Ning Tianchen had forced a Soul Saint to use his Martial Soul Avatar. He had every right to be proud.

However, that attack had already exhausted all his Soul Power.

Without Soul Power to sustain them, the Sword Wings instantly retracted into his body. The exhaustion drained him unconscious, and he fell from the air.

Zhao Wuji said with a face full of admiration, "Good kid, you're the real monster."

He leaped up once more and caught Ning Tianchen as he fell, sparing him from suffering a second injury.