Douluo: I, Unrivaled Thief, Explosive King Returns

Xiao Wu's pink short skirt turned into tattered strips of cloth, and blood streamed from the crisscrossing wounds on her snow-white skin.

Every lecher in the stands erupted into earth-shaking cheers at the sight.

"Xiao Wu!!!"

Below the arena, Tang San's roar tore through the air.

His eyes were bloodshot. Panting like a bull, he leaped onto the stage, cold flashes flickering from his sleeves as three Bone-Piercing Nails shot straight for Zhu Zhuqing's throat!

This is bad, I can't move! Zhu Zhuqing stiffened, unable to dodge.

Am I going to die?

Watching the Bone-Piercing Nails rapidly closing in, her heart sank into despair.

Suddenly, her vision blurred, and Unrivaled Thief was standing in front of her before she knew it.

Before the three Bone-Piercing Nails came within a foot of him, they dropped powerlessly to the ground.

"You dared hurt Xiao Wu! Go die!" Tang San saw no one else as he reached for Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges, preparing to continue his attack.

"You still want to use Hidden Weapons in front of me? Who are you looking down on?!"

Before Unrivaled Thief had even finished speaking, he appeared before Tang San as if by Teleportation and threw a punch at his face.

He was too fast. Tang San could not react at all.

Bang!

Tang San's body slammed into the wall beneath the stands like a cannonball, sending shattered stone flying and dust billowing everywhere.

When the dust cleared, his entire body was deeply embedded in the wall.

His face was badly caved in, blood gushed from his nose, two front teeth had been knocked out, and his eyes rolled back as he completely passed out.

The entire venue fell silent for a second before erupting into thunderous laughter and mockery.

In the stands, a burly man slapped his thigh and laughed wildly. Pointing at Tang San in the wall, he shouted to his companion, "Holy crap, wasn't that blue-haired brat acting all tough when he went up there? Why isn't he saying anything now?"

The skinny man beside him replied sarcastically, "He's already embedded in the wall and asleep. How's he supposed to say anything? Aren't you making things difficult for him?"

Others directly jeered at Dai Mubai and the others in the waiting area. "Hurry up and pry your guy out! Leave him there any longer and he'll dry out! More importantly, you're holding up our soul fighting match!"

Only then did Xiao Wu snap out of her shock. With a scream, she rushed toward Tang San. "Xiao San!!"

Dai Mubai stood where he was, his face livid.

He had thought he only lost to Unrivaled Thief last time because he had been careless. He never expected the other man's strength to be so terrifying.

He still had not seen that punch clearly!

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth in shock, but her eyes shone brightly.

She openly sized up Unrivaled Thief, thinking, He's around Tang San's age, but far stronger than Tang San! If we can recruit him, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect may gain another Titled Douluo in the future.

Unrivaled Thief ignored the overconfident Tang San and carried Zhu Zhuqing back to the waiting area in his arms.

Seeing this, the host trembled as he broke the silence. "Th-the match is over. The winner is Zhu Zhuqing! Next match: Explosive King versus Dai Mubai!"

Dai Mubai had been terrified and was prepared to surrender outright.

But when he saw Zhu Zhuqing nestled obediently in Unrivaled Thief's arms like a kitten, hatred immediately surged in his heart.

"You adulterous pair, I'll kill you both!"

Chapter 29: Humiliating the Lecherous Tiger Again, Ning Rongrong Is Tempted

"You adulterous pair, I'll kill you both!"

Every strand of Dai Mubai's golden hair stood on end, and his low growl resembled that of a wounded beast.

He strode onto the arena step by step, Soul Power surging around him.

Before the host could even announce the start of the match, he had already activated Martial Soul Possession and unleashed his third soul skill, White Tiger Adamant Transformation.

His body immediately swelled to nearly two meters tall, muscles rolling like coiling dragons, making him resemble a humanoid beast.

Unrivaled Thief unhurriedly carried Zhu Zhuqing back to the waiting area. As he turned around, a trace of mockery flashed through his eyes.

He slowly walked onto the arena, his black fitted clothes fluttering under the surging Soul Power. Every step seemed to land on Dai Mubai's fraying nerves.

"Young Master Dai, why so angry?" Unrivaled Thief naturally knew why Dai Mubai was so furious, but he pretended not to. "Don't tell me you're so eager to protect your master that you can't wait to prove your worth?"

"You're courting death!"

Dai Mubai was already enraged over Zhu Zhuqing. Now, Unrivaled Thief had struck right at his sore spot.

His mind was instantly consumed by rage. Panting like a bull, his eyes turned crimson, and he resembled a genuine wild beast.

This was exactly what the host wanted to see. He promptly announced, "The match begins!"

The instant his voice fell, Dai Mubai attacked.

A White Tiger Fierce Light Wave erupted from his mouth without warning, its dazzling golden light illuminating half the arena.

Unrivaled Thief continued forward step by step without any intention of dodging.

Yet when the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave struck him, it passed directly through him and exploded on the arena behind him.

Rumble!

Dust instantly filled the air, but a lazy voice drifted out from within it.

"You missed from this close? Even when given a chance, you're still useless."

Unrivaled Thief emerged from the dust completely unharmed, looking as though he did not take Dai Mubai seriously at all.

That careless attitude drove Dai Mubai completely mad. He charged at Unrivaled Thief, pouring out Soul Power as if it cost nothing while streams of white light shot forth.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Countless craters were blasted into the arena floor.

Yet Unrivaled Thief always lightly dodged just before the attacks reached him, as though he could see the future. Not a single attack could touch even the corner of his clothes.

"Bastard! Bastard! Die! Die!"

Dai Mubai looked possessed, his tiger claws wildly slashing and stirring up fierce gusts.

Unrivaled Thief tapped lightly with his feet, moving as lightly as a swallow and effortlessly deflecting every attack.

"I've had enough fun. You should go keep your master Tang San company too!" Unrivaled Thief spun aside and whispered teasingly into his ear.

The words "your master" became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

The Soul Power around Dai Mubai surged violently, clearly showing that something had gone wrong with its circulation.

Yet driven by the instincts of his Beast Martial Soul, his attacks became even more frenzied, his claws turning into a sky full of silver flashes.

"Die! Die! All of you, die!"

As a prince of the Star Luo Empire, he had been humiliated again and again. He had already been at his limit.

Combined with Zhu Zhuqing's indifference toward him, Dai Mubai completely broke down at that moment.

"Mubai, calm down!"

Zhao Wuji, who had arrived in a hurry, shouted from the stands, but Dai Mubai turned a deaf ear.

"Damn it, Mubai has been blinded by rage. If I don't stop him, something irreversible may happen."

Zhao Wuji made up his mind, preparing to knock Dai Mubai unconscious and take him away.

On the arena, the corners of Unrivaled Thief's mouth lifted slightly. He had long noticed Zhao Wuji.

"Although the Wind Domain still has certain flaws, its sensory range is extremely broad. The advantages outweigh the drawbacks."

From the very beginning, he had activated the Wind Domain, intending to test whether he could find Tang Hao hiding in the shadows.

He did not know whether Tang Hao was absent or whether the Wind Domain could not sense a Titled Douluo who wished to conceal himself.

In any case, he had already spread the Wind Domain from the moment he saw Tang San.

Unfortunately, he had discovered nothing.

Unrivaled Thief was not surprised by Zhao Wuji's sudden appearance. He had expected it and was prepared to deal with it.

"Hmph. Every one of you wants to break the rules of the Great Soul Arena. Do you really think no one can handle you people from Shrek Academy?"

Just as Zhao Wuji was about to enter the arena from the stands, a gaze suddenly fell upon him.

"Who is it?!"

Having experienced life-and-death battles, Zhao Wuji was extremely sensitive to such an aggressive gaze.

The next moment, he unleashed his Soul Saint-level Soul Power without reservation, along with seven Soul Rings: yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.

Whoosh!

Everyone in the stands was immediately startled and hurriedly backed away, leaving Zhao Wuji standing alone.

Before anyone could recover from their shock, an even more terrifying wave of Soul Power erupted nearby.

Eight Soul Rings appeared—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black—and directly enveloped Zhao Wuji.

"A Soul Douluo expert?!"

Cold sweat poured down Zhao Wuji's face. He had not expected the person watching him to be a Soul Douluo expert.

"Stay there and watch honestly. If you dare interfere with the soul fight, I wouldn't mind having a soul fight with you!"

This Soul Douluo expert was the red-robed bishop. Ever since Unrivaled Thief confirmed that Tang San had joined Shrek Academy, he had kept him by his side.

The purpose?

Naturally, it was to intimidate Soul Saints like Zhao Wuji and Flender, preventing them from resorting to underhanded tactics.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji immediately realized that this Soul Douluo was the same expert who had whipped Flender that day.

"Damn it. With a Soul Douluo expert here, there's no way I can save Mubai."

He was like an ant on a hot pan, unable to act yet equally unable to stand by.

Although the spectators were shocked by the appearance of a Soul Douluo and a Soul Saint, their eyes were wide open, but no one dared make a sound.

Still, deep down, they hoped the two would fight.

Unfortunately, Zhao Wuji had lost his nerve. He no longer had the edge he once possessed and did not dare make the slightest move.

On the arena, Unrivaled Thief no longer felt like playing around.

Besides, if he continued to toy with him, Dai Mubai might actually die.

He was not worried about retaliation from Flender or Zhao Wuji, but he was wary of Tang Hao.

Although Mighty Lion Douluo was watching Tang Hao, if Tang Hao fought desperately, he would still pose a threat to the four brothers.

After all, there were four of them, while Mighty Lion Douluo was alone.

His gaze sharpened. His level-forty Soul Power fully erupted for the first time, his third soul skill lit up beneath his feet, and a cyan glow appeared over his right fist.

"It should end now."

When Dai Mubai pounced again, Unrivaled Thief neither dodged nor retreated. His fist moved later but arrived first.

The punch looked utterly ordinary, yet the instant it connected, it unleashed a sonic boom.

Dai Mubai's chest visibly caved in, and a cyan mark flashed past.

The next moment, a terrifying shockwave erupted from the point of impact and swept across the arena.

Dai Mubai flew backward like a cannonball. Just like Tang San, he slammed into the wall beneath the stands with a boom and became deeply embedded in it.

The force was even greater than the punch Tang San had taken, causing that entire section of the stands to shake violently.

When the dust settled, Dai Mubai's chest was caved in, and his broken ribs protruded through it, gleaming with a chilling white light.

Unrivaled Thief shook his wrist and crooked his mouth as though his fist had been injured. "Tsk, what a hard chest. My hand nearly broke."

Not a single spectator believed that shameless act.

Just as he turned to walk off the arena, a chill suddenly ran down his spine.

At the edge of the Wind Domain, there came a nearly imperceptible fluctuation of Soul Power.

It was an oppressive presence far beyond that of a Soul Douluo.