Qian Renxue Signs In In Her Embrace, Becoming the Great Villain of Douluo Chapter 22

But Zhao Wuji could no longer care about such things now. Having been knocked onto his backside by a 12-year-old child, his rage had completely drowned out his reason.

Zhao Wuji threw a punch toward Lin Fan's chest. The whistling sound of the wind being torn apart was enough to show that he was using his full strength.

Lin Fan did not retreat in the slightest either. Channeling his soul power into his right fist, he actually intended to go head-to-head with Zhao Wuji.

Bang!

Following a low, muffled thud, both figures retreated two steps, only to collide with each other once again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A continuous series of impacts rang out, each one striking the hearts of the onlookers like the tolling of a bell at dusk. Everyone present opened their mouths wider and wider, their shock beyond words.

"This kid... he's simply a monster!"

The Dragon Duke could not help but mutter.

With his keen eyes, he could naturally tell that Zhao Wuji was currently in his strongest state without activating his martial soul, holding nothing back at all.

Yet, Lin Fan was able to fight him head-on without falling behind. What kind of monster was this?

Zhao Wuji, the person directly involved, was even more alarmed the longer they fought. If he hadn't truly felt the immense power coming from each of Lin Fan's attacks, he would have suspected he was dreaming.

Compared to Lin Fan, those few things that Shrek Academy—which claimed to only accept monsters—had taken in were simply a pile of dog shit.

Boom!

As their bodies separated once again, a roar erupted from Zhao Wuji's throat. His soul power surged violently, and immediately after, seven brilliant soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—rose from beneath his feet.

"Brat, show me your soul rings!"

Zhao Wuji stared fixedly at Lin Fan, his tone as gloomy as water.

He had long since learned about Lin Fan from Tang San and Dai Mubai and knew he was a monster, but he hadn't expected him to be this monstrous. Even with his level 78 soul power, he had been forced to activate his martial soul to face him.

"As you wish!"

Lin Fan sneered. He stomped his foot on the ground, and a terrifying wave of soul power erupted from his body.

Roar!

Immediately following, the sound of a dragon's roar resonated through the air. The phantom of the Primordial Ancestral Dragon circled and danced around Lin Fan's body before hovering behind him, and one by one, his soul rings slowly emerged from beneath his feet.

Purple, purple, purple, black, black, red!

When that final, bewitching 100,000-year soul ring appeared, everyone stood rooted to the spot, dumbfounded. It was as if all sound in the surroundings had vanished, leaving them able to hear only the thumping of their own heartbeats.

Their gazes were all locked onto Lin Fan's final, dazzlingly red soul ring.

"A 100,000-year soul ring... How is this possible?!"

An incredulous cry rang out. Tang San collapsed onto the ground, his face filled with helplessness, self-mockery, and even despair.

Perhaps in this lifetime, he would never have the chance to surpass Lin Fan.

"What, do you intend to surrender without a fight?"

"That works too. I'll count to three. You take these Shrek trash and get out of my sight, and I'll pretend today's events never happened."

Looking at Zhao Wuji, who was frozen in place by fear, Lin Fan said with a smile.

"So what if you have a 100,000-year soul ring? I, Zhao Wuji... have never been afraid of anyone!"

Zhao Wuji swallowed hard, though anyone could hear the tremor in his voice.

Because the moment Lin Fan's martial soul had emerged, his own Vajra Bear martial soul had actually shuddered violently—a fear that came from the depths of his soul.

It wasn't just him; even the Dragon Duke, who was at the Soul Douluo level, felt the same way.

"In that case, come on then!"

Lin Fan smiled slightly and beckoned to Zhao Wuji with a finger, his attitude arrogant to the extreme.

"You're courting death!"

A roar like that of a wild beast erupted from Zhao Wuji's throat. He had never been looked down upon to such a degree.

Immediately after, his third soul ring flashed. Everyone nearby instantly felt their bodies become several times heavier, as if they had fallen into a muddy swamp, requiring immense effort just to take a single step.

This was Zhao Wuji's third soul skill, Gravity Enhancement.

"Second soul skill, Vajra Palm!"

As the shout fell, Zhao Wuji thrust his palm out toward Lin Fan through the air.

Violent energy surged, and a massive, earthy-yellow energy palm, five meters long and four meters wide, slammed down toward Lin Fan's body.

Even from a distance, one could feel the suffocating pressure.

"The idea is good, but your strength is lacking."

Lin Fan shook his head slightly with a hint of pity. Zhao Wuji was using his soul skills in combination, first using Gravity Enhancement to restrict his movement and then using that to ensure the Vajra Palm would hit, leaving him nowhere to dodge.

But what Zhao Wuji hadn't expected was that Lin Fan had no intention of dodging at all.

"First soul skill, Ancestral Dragon Roar!"

Lin Fan's eyes narrowed as his first soul ring flickered. He opened his mouth wide, and a strange roar, intermingled with the sound of a dragon's cry, erupted from his throat!

Buzz!

In that instant, everyone present felt their eardrums vibrate, and even their souls couldn't help but tremble!

As Lin Fan's target, Zhao Wuji felt it even more intensely; blood had already begun to trickle from his ears.

The terrifying shockwave slammed fiercely into the Vajra Palm. The two forces held in a stalemate for about three breaths before exploding simultaneously in mid-air.

The very next moment, Lin Fan appeared before Zhao Wuji as if he had teleported, slamming a fist hard into his chest!

Boom!

"This... how is this possible?!"

Zhao Wuji had no time to react. He could only watch as Lin Fan's fist grew larger in his vision, forced to circulate his soul power to form a defense as best he could.

Boom!

A dull thud accompanied the sound of breaking bones. Zhao Wuji was sent flying like a cannonball, a spray of blood erupting from his mouth. He crashed through two tree trunks, each thick enough for a man to wrap his arms around, before hitting the ground.

"Is that it? How boring!"

"Rongrong, did you see that? This is the Shrek Academy you wanted to go to!"

"Zhuqing, look at what your former fiancé has become."

Lin Fan casually shook out his wrists and turned to speak to the two girls.

Ning Rongrong felt incredibly fortunate that she had chosen to stay by Lin Fan's side; otherwise, her entire life would have been ruined.

It was just as Lin Fan said: Shrek Academy was not only trash, but its students were nothing special either.

Especially that fat guy; his lecherous eyes had been scanning her and Zhu Zhuqing incessantly since earlier, which was utterly disgusting.

Although Lin Fan sometimes looked at her with that same lecherous gaze, it felt completely different because Lin Fan was incredibly handsome and didn't make her feel repulsed.

Zhu Zhuqing was equally grateful for her choice.

At this moment, Dai Mubai was trembling violently, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at Lin Fan.

How could such a spineless coward, lacking both ability and courage, ever be worthy of her?

"I... I'm going to kill you! Avatar of Martial Soul!"

Pinned to the ground by Lin Fan, Zhao Wuji let out a shrill, beast-like roar. His pitch-black seventh soul ring flickered, and his body began to expand rapidly, visible to the naked eye.

Within a few breaths, Zhao Wuji's body grew to nearly ten meters tall. His entire frame was covered in brown fur, and his already knotted muscles swelled to the size of small hills. Even his hands transformed into massive bear paws!

ROAR!

Zhao Wuji looked up and let out a roar, revealing razor-sharp fangs. In his Avatar of Martial Soul state, he had completely transformed into a giant brown bear.

"Go to hell!"

"Third soul skill, Gravity Enhancement!"

"Fifth soul skill, Gravity Squeeze!"

The two control-type soul skills instantly locked onto Lin Fan's body, their effects doubled by the state of his Avatar of Martial Soul.

In mid-air, a massive bear paw nearly two meters wide slammed down toward Lin Fan. The surrounding air crackled with explosive sounds, and the immense pressure was enough to shatter one's heart and soul.

Facing the full-force strike of Zhao Wuji in his Avatar of Martial Soul state, there wasn't a hint of fear in Lin Fan's eyes.

"An-ces-tral- Dra-gon- Hea-ven- O-pen-ing- Seal!"

The words spilled from Lin Fan's lips one by one; his voice was not loud, yet it was soul-shaking.

Immediately following, his fifth soul ring emitted a dazzling black light. Several tiny dragon shadows coiled around Lin Fan before converging completely to form a profound, crimson-gold seal of light.

Chapter 35: Humiliating Tang San!

The moment the golden seal appeared, the surrounding scene seemed to freeze, as if time itself had stopped flowing.

It drifted forward lightly, without even a trace of energy fluctuation emanating from it.

"Explode!"

When the Ancestral Dragon Heaven-Opening Seal was barely ten centimeters from Zhao Wuji's massive paw, Lin Fan let out a sharp shout.

With a crisp crack, the golden seal burst violently. Thousands of blinding golden rays erupted, as if a second sun had appeared in the forest.

Terrifying energy fluctuations spread like a tidal wave. Centered on where Lin Fan and Zhao Wuji had clashed, the surrounding trees were mowed down in swathes like wheat.

"Careful!"

The Dragon Duke's expression was grave and filled with deep shock. He hurriedly circulated his soul power to form an energy barrier, shielding Meng Yiran, Ning Rongrong, and the others behind him.

"Ah!"

A painful scream tore from the throat of Zhao Wuji in his Avatar of Martial Soul state. His entire right arm was twisted into a grotesque shape.

His nearly ten-meter-tall body was sent flying by the terrifying shockwave, leaving a deep trench over a dozen yards long where he finally landed.

Pfft!

Zhao Wuji spat out a mouthful of blood as his body rapidly shrank. Not only was he unable to maintain his Avatar of Martial Soul, but his martial soul and soul rings vanished entirely.

His face turned as pale as paper, and then he actually fainted on the spot!

"Teacher Zhao!"

At this moment, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others rushed over!

The previous energy shockwave had been incredibly powerful; if Zhao Wuji hadn't blocked it for them, they would have been dead long ago. Even so, everyone had sustained some injuries and looked utterly disheveled.

"Haha, who would have thought that the Immovable Bright King would be so vulnerable!"

Lin Fan deactivated his martial soul state and laughed heartily. With Zhao Wuji unconscious, the remaining Tang San and the others posed no threat to him whatsoever.

"Lin Fan, just kill me! This was supposed to be a matter between the two of us; I hope you won't make things difficult for the others!"

Watching Lin Fan gradually approach, Tang San closed his eyes slowly in despair.

"Heh, I didn't expect you to be so loyal. That makes things much easier!"

As the words left his lips, Lin Fan's body suddenly vanished, reappearing behind Dai Mubai.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream erupted from Dai Mubai's throat. One of his arms had been twisted into a grotesque S-shape, and he lay on the ground like a dying dog, trembling uncontrollably.

"Lin—Fan!"

Seeing Dai Mubai's tragic state, Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and he spat out the two words through gritted teeth, his heart filled with monstrous hatred.

"Haha, I love that look on your face—the look of someone who can't stand me but is completely helpless to do anything about it!"

"Get on your knees!"

Lin Fan barked at Tang San.

"I, Tang San, only kneel to heaven, earth, and my parents. Expecting me to kneel to you is nothing but a pipe dream—just kill me!"