He Hurt Xiao Wu by Mistake, Tang San's Fury Rose

The wager was set. Luo Chuan took two steps forward and stood ten meters away from Xiao Wu. "Luo Chuan, level thirty-three assault-type War Soul Venerable. Please!"

"Level thirty-three?" Dai Mubai's expression changed again upon hearing Luo Chuan's introduction, his face full of suspicion. But there was no need to falsely report one's Soul Power. His strength was right there for all to see—what good would lying about it do?

Zhao Wuji had been mentally prepared, yet he was still somewhat surprised. Without Heavenly Dao rewards, he had become a Soul Elder before even turning twelve. Had the Heavenly Ranking truly been wrong? Or was there some other hidden reason? Had Luo Chuan actually used some special method?

"Luo Chuan." Xiao Wu thought for a moment. There truly was no Luo Chuan on the Heavenly Ranking.

"Be careful!" Xiao Wu warned him, yet she did not release her Martial Soul.

Behind them, Zhao Wuji furrowed his brows. A grave taboo in a soul master battle!

Seeing Xiao Wu attack, Luo Chuan remained unruffled. He did not release his Martial Soul. Only when Xiao Wu's long leg swept before him did he seemingly slowly take a step back, easily evading it.

Xiao Wu did not suspect a thing. She lowered her body and swept low with her leg.

Yet Luo Chuan seemed to have calculated the distance and speed perfectly. Just as her sweeping kick was about to strike him, he made another minuscule movement, taking a step and evading it again.

The first time, Xiao Wu thought nothing of it. The second time, though she had some doubts, she did not dwell on them.

Then, she launched another attack, her fists flying out in rapid succession.

Yet a scene that none of them could believe unfolded. Luo Chuan moved as though strolling through a garden, but he evaded every one of Xiao Wu's attacks with perfect precision.

Without realizing it, Tang San activated his Purple Demon Eye. What he saw was more than the others did.

What terrifying footwork... No, it isn't just footwork. There's calculation and prediction as well. It's as though he knows Xiao Wu's every move in advance and prepares to evade beforehand. That's the only reason he can dodge all of Xiao Wu's attacks with such tiny movements.

Zhao Wuji's expression was equally grave. He did not possess Tang San's Purple Demon Eye, but as a Soul Sage, he saw far too much.

Prediction? What prediction could there be? Every one of Luo Chuan's evasive movements began only after Xiao Wu launched her attacks, yet there truly had not been the slightest time to think in between.

No time to think—Zhao Wuji could scarcely believe it. Even a Titled Douluo would not dare claim to be able to react without thinking. That was instinct! The body's own reflex!

Xiao Wu's fierce attacks grew increasingly swift, but she still could not touch Luo Chuan in the slightest.

"Damn it! Third Soul Skill, Teleport! First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"

Xiao Wu instantly underwent Martial Soul Possession, then activated two Soul Skills. The instant she appeared behind Luo Chuan, she unleashed Waist Bow.

Even Zhao Wuji had no confidence in evading such an abrupt change. He could only rely on his strength to withstand it head-on.

"Xiao Wu excels most at close combat. Once she gets close, even I'm no match for her," Tang San said quietly, seemingly passing a death sentence on Luo Chuan.

Yet what happened next made everyone cry out in shock.

The instant Xiao Wu used Waist Bow to close in and entangle him, Luo Chuan suddenly shifted two steps forward, then performed a forward side roll. His movements were clean and decisive, without the slightest hesitation. Yet both of Xiao Wu's Soul Skills completely missed.

"Impossible!"

Tang San saw it clearly. When Xiao Wu activated Waist Bow, Luo Chuan had not yet moved. Yet when Waist Bow took effect and was about to lock onto Luo Chuan, he had already completed his evasion.

Xiao Wu also found it impossible, but the facts were right before her eyes. Without further hesitation, she repeated her move, but at that moment, she also activated her second Soul Skill. Her crimson eyes looked toward Luo Chuan.

"Second Soul Skill, Charm. Luo Chuan has no chance now!" Tang San once again passed judgment on Luo Chuan. Charm would leave him briefly disoriented. It was impossible for Luo Chuan to evade it now.

Yet as the one casting Charm, Xiao Wu felt a sharp pain jolt through her mind. Her will was quite firm, however. Though her face had turned deathly pale, she still forced herself to complete a series of attacks.

Teleport, Waist Bow!

This time, Luo Chuan definitely would not be able to evade.

Dai Mubai stared fixedly at the battlefield. How could Luo Chuan dodge this time? No matter how fast his reactions were, once struck by Charm, he could only stand there.

Yet everyone was wrong.

Even Zhao Wuji believed Luo Chuan would be unable to evade it, but he was wrong as well.

As Waist Bow closed in, Xiao Wu relied entirely on her willpower to unleash the final strike. She had activated Charm, but her own mind had suffered a tremendous blow. Still, she believed Luo Chuan could not be feeling any better.

Luo Chuan's Sea of Consciousness was far too stable. It seemed as though something was suppressing it, utterly immovable.

Luo Chuan truly was dazed for an instant, and in that instant—

He reacted. No longer limiting himself to evasion, he changed the moment Waist Bow closed in. In an instant, Luo Chuan's aura seemed to transform. He was no longer restrained; instead, he seemed transcendent, detached from heaven and earth. It was as though that was his true self.

He struck, accurately grabbing Xiao Wu's ankle as she attacked from behind, then swung!

Bang!

Xiao Wu's body was instantly smashed into the ground by Luo Chuan like a swung pendulum. After bouncing half a meter into the air, she fell back down again.

"Xiao Wu!!"

Tang San's eyes nearly split apart as he instantly rushed to Xiao Wu's side. Luo Chuan, meanwhile, stood frozen in place. He patted his aching head and said, "Sorry, I couldn't hold back."

He truly had failed to hold back. He had been controlling himself the entire time, refusing to counterattack. But Xiao Wu's Charm had blanked his mind for an instant, and in that instant, his instinctive defensive response had badly injured Xiao Wu.

In Tang San's arms, Xiao Wu had already fallen unconscious. Her most serious injury was still to her mind. Her physical injuries had been caused by the impact and were not severe.

Yet Xiao Wu looked terrible at that moment. Blood seeped from the corners of her mouth and nostrils, and her face was utterly pale.

Tang San's body trembled as an indistinct killing intent spread out.

Luo Chuan raised his hand, and a twelve-petaled Golden Lotus bloomed in his palm.

The Golden Lotus scattered golden radiance, which entered Xiao Wu's body and nourished her injured form.

Tang San also used the inner power of the Mysterious Heaven Skill to examine Xiao Wu's injuries. Only after discovering that her physical wounds were not severe did he relax somewhat, but his anger toward Luo Chuan remained difficult to suppress.

"Luo Chuan, aren't you going too far?" Tang San gritted his teeth. For six years, he had cherished Xiao Wu like a pearl in his palm, caring for her in every possible way. This was the first time she had been injured in six years!

Luo Chuan said nothing, but Zhao Wuji spoke up. "She must have used a mental attack on Luo Chuan. Her mental attack failed, and she suffered a backlash. Her physical injuries won't be serious."

Zhao Wuji could determine Xiao Wu's condition with a mere glance. Luo Chuan's strike had been heavy, but it had only been an offhand counterattack.

But how could Tang San listen at a time like this? All he knew was that Luo Chuan had injured Xiao Wu.

"Please look after Xiao Wu for me." Tang San's face darkened as he handed Xiao Wu over to Ning Rongrong.

Luo Chuan frowned, but he still withdrew the Golden Lotus and waited for Tang San to continue.

Sure enough, after Tang San thanked Ning Rongrong, he suppressed the fury in his heart and walked to the center of the Training Field. "Tang San, level thirty-four control-type War Soul Venerable. Please instruct me!"