Dragon Beard Needle of the Tang Sect

On the other side, Tang San's eyes narrowed. He was still holding on!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Cold flashes suddenly streaked through the air!

More than a dozen refined iron flying needles shot through the air at viciously tricky angles, stabbing straight toward Zhao Wuji's eyes!

Yet he blocked every single one.

"Oh? You're actually planning to stand by and not make a move?"

Zhao Wuji raised his brows, staring at Ao Yin in surprise.

"Teacher Zhao, I've always kept my word."

"I said I'd wait until they finish fighting before making my move, so I definitely won't interfere halfway through with a sneak attack."

Ao Yin narrowed his eyes. He wanted to see how long Tang San could hold out.

Bang!

The ground beneath his feet violently cracked open!

His burly body suddenly burst forward, so fast that only an afterimage remained!

Zhao Wuji, who had defended steadily from beginning to end, launched his first fierce attack!

"Since you're so confident, I'll deal with him first!"

His speed was utterly terrifying, completely at odds with his bulky physique!

Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing all tensed, barely daring to breathe.

The explosive power of a Soul Saint was simply too horrifying!

Tang San alone curled his lips into a faint smile.

It's here! Now!

Tang San used his first soul skill—Pole Vault—and suddenly leaped into midair, beneath the sun.

Zhao Wuji looked up, but the sunlight dazzled his eyes and left him momentarily dazed.

Seizing the chance, Tang San activated the Purple Demon Eye. With a flick of his hand, more than a dozen metallic silver needles appeared between his fingers!

The next instant, Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hand frosted over as more than a dozen silver needles shot toward Zhao Wuji's eyes!

"Interesting!!"

Buzz—

Zhao Wuji's massive, fierce body instantly launched forward like an enormous cannonball!

With just a sideways shift, the dozen silver needles brushed tightly past his body. He passed through a field of flowers without a single leaf touching him!

Zhao Wuji surged directly above Tang San and dove down at him, turning defense into offense. His massive bear fist smashed brutally toward Tang San's position!

At the sight, Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, and Ning Rongrong's hearts tightened.

This Soul Saint's speed was far too terrifying. Their eyes were filled with worry!

Yet Tang San paid it no mind!

It would not be so easy for Zhao Wuji to hit him!

The next moment, Tang San's eyes instantly became enchanting, covered by a faint stream of sinister purple light!

"Purple Demon Eye!"

The Zhao Wuji who seemed as fast as lightning to Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing instantly slowed down in Tang San's eyes. Even the twitching of Zhao Wuji's facial muscles was clearly visible, making his expression look exceptionally savage!

But seeing clearly and being able to dodge were two different things!

Tang San gave a low snort. "Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!"

Boom—

Zhao Wuji's giant iron fist crashed down. The spot where Tang San had stood instantly caved in, and all three girls covered their eyes, unable to bear watching any longer!!

Only Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes!

"An afterimage!?"

His previous strike had actually missed!

Amid the swirling dust, a young figure appeared behind Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji immediately became alert and glanced sideways, only to see a slender palm transform before his eyes into a milky-white hand of icy jade!

The hand shadow shifted unpredictably before his eyes! Zhao Wuji felt an explosive force grabbing toward his back!

"Mysterious Jade Hand, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!"

Zhao Wuji immediately felt a chill on his back, followed by a tremendous pulling force that bound him in place. The sensation was extremely strange!

"What soul skill is this!?" Zhao Wuji was startled!

It was the first time he had encountered such an odd technique!

Yet there was clearly no Soul Power fluctuation!

Still, Zhao Wuji was only mildly curious. Such a little force wanted to restrain him, the Immovable Bright King? Pure wishful thinking!

"Kid, no matter how fancy your tricks are, the power of a Soul Saint isn't something you can shake!"

Boom—

The instant Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hand touched his back, Zhao Wuji abruptly released a terrifying surge of Soul Power. Seven soul rings appeared at once!

Tang San immediately felt an immense force blast his palm away. Even with the enhancement of the Mysterious Jade Hand, his palm felt somewhat numb!

Xiao Wu, watching from the side, raised her brows slightly. "That guy Tang San has improved quite a bit over these six years! But a Soul Saint's Soul Power is far too deep. He simply can't break through Zhao Wuji's defenses, much less inflict any real damage!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Tang San examined his Mysterious Jade Hand. Under the sunlight, several Dragon Beard Needles at his fingertips reflected a faint gleam as he said softly, "Is that so?"

Zhao Wuji suddenly sensed something wrong with his body. He touched his back and felt a stabbing pain!

"That brat actually resorted to dirty tricks!"

"But do you think a few Dragon Beard Needles can hurt me?"

Even so, he felt a burning sensation on his back, and his expression changed slightly!

"You little brat, where did you learn such methods? You actually coated your needles with poison!?"

The poison began spreading through Zhao Wuji's body, slightly affecting his movements and making him somewhat sluggish!

Purple light flowed through Tang San's eyes. Seizing the opportunity, he began using the same tactic again!

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track was pushed to its limit. Countless afterimages flashed around Zhao Wuji, and with each flash, several inconspicuous Dragon Beard Needles appeared on Zhao Wuji's body!

Zhao Wuji had carelessly held back at first, only to be treated like a pincushion by some little brat!

"Kid, are you determined to turn me into a hedgehog?" Zhao Wuji said darkly!

He had actually been injured!

Buzz—

The seven soul rings began rotating slowly. Clearly, he no longer intended to let himself be pushed around like this. He was preparing to use a soul skill and teach this brat a lesson!

Zhao Wuji's soul rings flickered faintly as he gathered power!

Tang San smiled faintly. "You want to use a soul skill? First, endure this move of mine!"

Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges glimmered, and countless hidden weapons instantly appeared around him.

"Tang Sect secret manual, Hundred Explanations of Hidden Weapons!"

Tang San swiftly opened the distance and pulled countless exquisite hidden weapons from Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges, pouring them out wildly as if they cost nothing!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh—

The sound of hidden weapons tearing through the air rang endlessly in Zhao Wuji's ears!

His scalp tingled!

The Immovable Bright King was forced onto the defensive, like a target dummy!

Ning Rongrong was stunned. Such techniques were not something an unknown family could cultivate, yet she had never heard of any clan that specialized in this path!

Zhu Zhuqing was also filled with doubts. What family did this Tang San come from? His methods were so peculiar!

Zhao Wuji let out a muffled roar, but this left him deeply embarrassed. More than a dozen Dragon Beard Needles had already pinned several vital acupoints on his body, and intense pain instantly spread through him!

"Kid, do you think a few weak poison needles can make me surrender?"

"You... are underestimating a Soul Saint!"

"Fifth Soul Skill! Gravity Squeeze!"

Boom!

An invisible tremendous force enveloped his entire body. The dozen Dragon Beard Needles embedded in his flesh were instantly forced out and fell to the ground!

Ao Yin narrowed his eyes. This Zhao Wuji was much stronger than he had been in the original story. The Dragon Beard Needles were actually useless against him?!

Or was it... that Tang San had become weaker?

No matter which guess was correct, Zhao Wuji was now full of vigor. Tang San's attack had not only failed, but had also stirred up his fighting spirit!