Liu Erlong Deals With Zhao Wuji

Oscar nodded along, "I want two sausages, and a bowl of hot soup would be best. My legs feel like they're about to snap after traveling these past few days."

Zhao Wuji glared at them irritably, "All you think about is food! Find your own seats and order; don't forget what I said—you pay for yourselves."

Zhao Wuji glared at them irritably, "All you think about is food! Find your own seats and order; don't forget what I said—you pay for yourselves."

As he spoke, his gaze swept across the hall, and he chose a seat in the middle.

Seeing this, the others followed Zhao Wuji and sat down.

Ma Hongjun scanned the surroundings and noticed Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, his eyes lighting up involuntarily.

Leaning over to Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun pointed at Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing and said, "Look, Boss Dai, those two girls are really something. Especially the one in pink—her legs are so long. And that one with the long black hair, her figure is just like a cat... If only I could get them into bed..."

As Dai Mubai listened to Ma Hongjun, he looked in the direction Ma Hongjun was pointing, and when he saw Zhu Zhuqing, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

He truly had not expected to run into Zhu Zhuqing here.

Zhu Zhuqing heard what Ma Hongjun said, and seeing the expression on the faces of Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai as they huddled together, she wore a look of utter disgust.

She couldn't help but sigh inwardly, wondering how she ended up with such a fiancé.

If only her fiancé were...

As she thought this, Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously looked at Xu Yuan sitting opposite her.

"Clap—"

Xiao Wu's palm slammed onto the table, making the bowls and dishes jump. The crisp sound caused the entire hall to fall silent instantly.

Xiao Wu stood up abruptly, her eyes wide with fury, and pointing at Ma Hongjun, she scolded, "Clean up your mouth! If you dare talk nonsense again, I'll tear it off!"

She truly loathed Ma Hongjun for speaking so disgustingly.

Ma Hongjun was not the least bit afraid and retorted, "My mouth is on my face; I'll say whatever I want."

He knew Zhao Wuji was right there, so he wasn't afraid of Xiao Wu at all.

Ning Rongrong looked at Ma Hongjun with disgust; as a woman, she didn't like his behavior either.

Xu Yuan looked at Ma Hongjun and said coldly, "Apologize."

Xu Yuan's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable sense of oppression, like a block of ice dropped into boiling oil, instantly suppressing the noise in the hall.

"Apologize? Why should I?" Ma Hongjun stiffened his neck, his face full of arrogance. "In this town, with Teacher Zhao here, who do I have to fear? Besides, so what if I looked? So what if I said a few things? Not daring to cause trouble is for the mediocre!"

He slammed the table and stood up, his soul power radiating without restraint. Although his aura of over twenty levels wasn't strong, it was enough to stir up a commotion in the hotel.

The diners looked on, and even the owner was so scared he hid behind the counter.

Zhao Wuji silently released his own soul power to warn Xu Yuan's group, especially the teacher, Liu Erlong.

"Hmph, you surnamed Zhao, daring to bully my students?" Liu Erlong already had a fiery temper, and seeing the other party openly release soul power to provoke them, flames of anger ignited in her eyes.

The next second, her soul power erupted suddenly. Two yellow, two purple, and four black—eight soul rings—lit up rapidly, and her entire aura changed drastically.

Her smooth long hair was dyed the color of flames, her pupils turned into narrow vertical slits, raging fire surged around her body, and fine, fiery-red scales appeared on her skin.

"Roar—"

A roar containing dragon might echoed through the hall. Flames surged with the sound wave, forcing the surrounding diners to retreat repeatedly.

Liu Erlong's figure flickered, and she rushed toward Zhao Wuji like an arrow released from a bow, the heat she brought causing the wooden floorboards to sizzle.

Zhao Wuji had never expected Liu Erlong to attack without warning. His soul saint-level soul power was only half-released, and before he could condense his defense, he was struck hard in the chest by a scorching, immense force.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Zhao Wuji's massive body flew backward like a broken sack, slamming heavily into the wooden pillar against the back wall of the hotel.

The pillar, as thick as a bowl, snapped upon impact, wood chips flying everywhere. He slid down the wall to the ground, a sweetness rising in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the front of his clothes.

"Teacher Zhao!" Tang San and the others' expressions changed drastically.

God King Tang San and Xu Yuan both looked at Liu Erlong's soul rings with expressions of astonishment.

They both remembered that Liu Erlong's level was only that of a soul saint; how had she become a soul douluo?

Zhao Wuji struggled to crawl up from the ground. The sharp pain in his chest made every breath feel like a tearing sensation, but the dignity of a soul saint would not allow him to fall here.

He suddenly threw his head back and roared. Brown-yellow soul power erupted like a tide, his entire body covered in thick brown fur, his muscles expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye. His height instantly broke through two and a half meters, his large hands becoming as thick as bear paws, and his brown-yellow eyes surged with a frenzied, violent aura.

Zhao Wuji looked at Liu Erlong and said, "You are dead today! I'm going to rape you before I kill you!"

Seeing this, Xu Yuan said to Xiao Wu and the others, "Follow me." After saying this, he pulled Xiao Wu and the others outside, with Zhu Zhuqing and the others following closely behind.

The others saw the situation and fled outside as well; if they were caught in a battle of this level, they would be finished.

Zhao Wuji's roar carried a thick, malevolent intent. Before his words even faded, he pounced toward Liu Erlong like a crazed black bear. His thick bear paws, wrapped in brown-yellow soul power, struck toward her face with a force that tore through the air.

The anger in Liu Erlong's eyes burned even brighter, and the flames around her body surged suddenly: "You're courting death!"

Her figure tilted slightly, avoiding the bear paw while her dragon-claw-like hand condensed violent fire soul power. Her first soul skill, Fire Dragon Claw, was activated instantly, striking back at Zhao Wuji's chest with scorching heat.

"Bang!"

The two powerhouses collided, and the shockwave exploded from the center of the two. The surrounding tables and chairs were sent flying, and the wooden boards on the walls rattled.

Zhao Wuji only felt a scorching force spreading along his arm; his chest felt as if it had been branded by a red-hot iron. He groaned in pain and was actually forced back half a step by the impact.

"Do you think being a Soul Saint gives you the right to be insolent?" Liu Erlong pressed forward step by step, her second soul ring lighting up. "Second Soul Skill: Fire Dragon Breath!"

A surging torrent of flames erupted like molten lava, instantly engulfing Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji roared within the sea of fire, pushing his soul power to the limit as he attempted to use his brown fur to shield himself from the flames, only for it to be scorched black and curled, emitting a pungent, burnt stench.

"Third Soul Skill: Blazing Dragon Charge!" Liu Erlong gave him no chance to catch his breath.

Her third soul ring shone, and she transformed into a streak of crimson light, resembling a true fire dragon as she slammed into Zhao Wuji with the momentum of world-ending destruction.

Zhao Wuji's pupils constricted sharply, and he hurriedly activated his fifth soul skill, Gravity Squeeze, attempting to use a gravity field to restrict Liu Erlong's speed.

But it was too late; Liu Erlong crashed fiercely into Zhao Wuji's chest.

"Crack—"

The sound of bone fracturing was clearly audible. Struck as if by a heavy hammer, Zhao Wuji's massive body was sent flying backward once more, smashing through the hotel's rear wall and landing heavily in the mud outside, blood spraying wildly from his mouth as countless ribs in his chest shattered.

Liu Erlong hovered at the edge of the jagged hole, flames raging around her body, her eyes as cold as frost. "If you dare to speak such trash, you should have the resolve to pay the price!"