Breaking Zhao Wuji's Right Arm

Heaven Dou City was indeed the capital. There were truly many beauties, and Tang San's eyes were dazzled all the way through. In his previous life at the Tang Sect and while in Notting City, he had never seen as many beautiful women as he had on this journey.

Is this the world of the wealthy?

To Tang San, there were countless beautiful women, but interesting souls were one in a million.

Of course, there were plenty with voluptuous figures.

Xiao Wu keenly noticed Tang San's gaze and leaned closer to ask:

"Third Brother, don't tell me you like girls like that?"

The sudden question startled Tang San, and he quickly waved his hands.

"No, no. I was just curious."

Xiao Wu tilted her head. Whatever Third Brother said had to be the truth, because he never lied.

If Third Brother liked it, she could train herself to become like that too. She looked down and felt that her chest was probably determined by innate factors and could not be changed through later effort.

The two bought quite a few more things on the street, especially a new set of clothes. When they stepped out of the pawnshop, Tang San had changed into a blue brocade robe, with a jade belt around his waist, looking refined and graceful.

Since his Blue Silver Grass had evolved into the Blue Silver King, his fair skin made him look even more handsome.

After Xiao Wu changed into an elegant pale-red long dress, she looked a little cuter. At this time, Xiao Wu had not fully matured and could not yet reach her peak beauty. Compared to her mother, A Rou, she was still slightly lacking.

"Thanks to Teacher's gold soul coins, we were able to buy such beautiful clothes!"

Xiao Wu spun around, delighted beyond words.

She had been yearning for dresses like these before, and now her wish had finally come true.

Just as they were about to return to their destination, three figures suddenly appeared ahead of them. One of them was the all-too-familiar flat-haired Yu Xiaogang.

The other two men were about the same age. One was burly, while the other wore glasses and looked rather scholarly.

"Those are the two. I didn't expect us to run into them as soon as we entered the city."

Yu Xiaogang spotted Tang San and Xiao Wu and excitedly pointed at them.

Zhao Wuji and Flender took a closer look. The two were dressed so extravagantly—had they really come from Notting City?

Flender's eyes were already shining. What he was looking at was not Tang San or Xiao Wu, but the bag in Tang San's hand, filled with gold soul coins. He could see it because the mouth of the bag had not been tied tightly, and he had caught the glimmer of gold peeking out.

There had to be quite a lot in there!

"Twin martial souls? Not bad." Zhao Wuji was interested. A twin martial soul user had to be properly trained.

The three approached step by step. Tang San watched Yu Xiaogang warily, his eyes filled with killing intent. That man truly refused to go away.

"You're Tang San, right? I'm the dean of Shrek Academy, and I sincerely invite you to join Shrek Academy." Flender rubbed his hands together and greeted him with a smile.

As the dean, he had already lowered himself to personally extend the invitation. Tang San should agree, right? As for that teacher Shen Qingling, could he really be stronger than him?

Tang San snorted coldly. "We don't need it. You'd better leave now, or bear the consequences yourselves!"

They actually dare to keep coming. That Yu Xiaogang must be tired of living, even bringing helpers with him.

Zhao Wuji clenched his fists and sneered. "Flender, why waste words with them? Can't we just take them back?"

Tang San clenched his fist and summoned the Blue Silver King in his hand. "First soul skill, Life Drain!"

Several Blue Silver vines burst from the ground and wrapped around Zhao Wuji as he advanced.

Zhao Wuji frowned as he felt his soul power being slowly drained away. A trace of surprise flashed through his eyes.

"Interesting. I didn't expect Blue Silver Grass to have such an effect."

"Brat, come back with us now!"

Zhao Wuji's muscles bulged, and the phantom of the Mighty Vajra Bear martial soul appeared behind him. Two yellow, two purple, and three black soul rings rose from beneath his feet, instantly shattering the Blue Silver vines.

"Third soul skill, Gravity Enhancement!"

A powerful force of gravity descended, and Tang San and Xiao Wu's bodies suddenly sank.

Tang San stared fixedly at Zhao Wuji, already deeming him someone who deserved death. A Soul Sage was actually bullying juniors!

"Hahaha! You two little brats, just give up before my Gravity Enhancement!"

The smug Zhao Wuji was about to reach out and grab them when a figure suddenly appeared. Before his eyes, a dragon claw covered in golden dragon scales seized his arm.

"Danger!!!"

Zhao Wuji cried out in alarm and tried to break free, only to find that he could not escape no matter what he did.

Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth as soul power surged wildly through him, and he roared:

"Seventh soul skill, Martial Soul True Body, Mighty Vajra Bear!"

In an instant, his body swelled to more than five meters tall, transforming into a gigantic golden bear. His muscles bulged, every hair stood on end, and his strength and defense were enhanced across the board. A powerful wave of air surged around him.

He had thought his Martial Soul True Body would break the restraint, but the dragon claw on his arm did not move in the slightest. Instead, it tightened further, digging into his flesh.

"Impossible!"

Zhao Wuji was both shocked and enraged as he frantically pushed his soul power to struggle free.

Shen Qingling's expression remained calm. Golden light flowed across the dragon scales at his fingertips as pure bloodline power suddenly erupted.

With a crisp crack, Zhao Wuji's thick arm bone shattered instantly.

"Ah!" A heart-wrenching scream echoed throughout the entire street.

Flender's expression changed drastically. He spread his wings and charged over.

"Stop! Let him go!"

Shen Qingling raised his eyes to glance at him, a faint smile curling his lips.

"Since you told me to let go, then I'll let go."

Before his words had even faded, he fiercely twisted and pulled his wrist. Blood splattered as Zhao Wuji's entire right arm was ripped off alive. Shen Qingling casually flung it aside, and the severed arm shot toward Flender's face with a fierce gust of wind, sending Zhao Wuji's body flying along with it.

Flender instinctively reached out to catch him. The enormous momentum pushed him back more than ten steps before he finally steadied himself, holding the warm severed arm and Zhao Wuji's massive body in his embrace.

After finally stabilizing himself, he looked down at Zhao Wuji, whose entire body was trembling in his arms. Horror filled his heart, and cold sweat instantly seeped across his forehead.

Zhao Wuji's right arm had been torn off with sheer brute force alone.

Yu Xiaogang stood frozen in place, utterly terrified. Zhao Wuji was a Soul Sage, and he had even activated his Martial Soul True Body, yet his right arm had been crippled in a single move? What terrifying level of strength did this young man possess?

Tang San watched the scene before him and felt indescribably satisfied. He was also deeply moved by how promptly his teacher had stepped in. As expected of Teacher—he could always stand forward at crucial moments.

With Zhao Wuji sent flying, the soul skill he had used also lost its effect.

"Honestly, we still had some time left for our date, but it got interrupted!" Gu Yuena walked over with a resentful expression. When she saw Yu Xiaogang, her eyes filled with disgust. He truly refused to go away.

"My arm!" Zhao Wuji looked at his severed arm and the wound that continued to bleed, overwhelmed by agony.

Shen Qingling shook the blood from the golden dragon claw and looked coldly at Zhao Wuji.

"For what you did to my disciple, taking one arm from you is already merciful."

Zhao Wuji looked at Shen Qingling with resentment in his eyes, though there was also lingering fear. That strike had left him deeply shaken. Shen Qingling had broken his arm with strength alone, and that had been countless times more painful than simply cutting it off.

Shen Qingling walked over to Tang San and reached out with his left hand to rub Tang San's head.

"Are you all right? Teacher didn't come too late, did he?"

Tang San looked at Shen Qingling's warm smile with sparkling eyes and shook his head. "No. Teacher came just in time."