Battle Against Zhao Wuji

"Little San!"

Xiao Wu cried out and abandoned Zhu Zhuqing, running toward Tang San, who lay on the ground.

Qiangu Aoshi merely glanced at her and did not make a move.

Even if he made Xiao Wu's soul ring and soul bone drop now, he would not be able to absorb them.

There was no rush!

Those soul rings and soul bones would be his sooner or later!

Since that stupid rabbit insisted on following Tang San, he would naturally grant them their wish.

There was also Ning Rongrong.

Qiangu Aoshi strode toward her with the gait of a dragon and tiger.

Ning Rongrong panicked. As an auxiliary soul master, she had no combat ability.

"Don't come any closer!"

"I'm the young mistress of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! My father is Ning Fengzhi, and Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo both treat me like their own granddaughter!"

"If you dare lay a hand on me, my father, Grandpa Sword, and Grandpa Bone will never let you go!"

Her gaze darted about until she spotted Oscar and Ma Hongjun cowering in a corner.

"Are you two even men?"

"Why didn't you attack with us earlier?"

Oscar and Ma Hongjun wished they could bury their heads in their crotches.

They turned a deaf ear to Ning Rongrong's words and pretended not to hear.

Qiangu Aoshi smiled calmly.

"Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo—after you return, have them come find me at Spirit Hall."

"Since you chose to oppose me, do you still think you can walk away unscathed? Unfortunately, it is already too late."

With a raised hand, Qiangu Aoshi summoned the Coiling Dragon Staff back into his palm and casually jabbed it forward.

Ning Rongrong could not dodge in time and was struck in the stomach.

She cried out in pain and fell to the ground.

In an instant, clusters of light burst forth.

Among them was a glazed treasure pagoda gleaming with seven-colored light.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the number one auxiliary martial soul on the continent.

It was highly valuable. Qiangu Aoshi absorbed the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda and several clusters of soul power into his body.

Ning Rongrong vomited sour fluid. Her little face was more panicked than ever, and despite the turmoil in her stomach, she struggled to rise.

"Give it back! Give me back the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

"I'm sorry, I was too loud just now! I'm willing to be your maid—I can even be your slave!"

On Douluo Continent, losing one's martial soul was worse than death.

Ning Rongrong was truly afraid now. To get her martial soul back, she was willing to become not only a maid, but even a slave.

Zhu Zhuqing walked to Qiangu Aoshi's side and grasped his sleeve with her slender jade-like hand. Slightly out of breath, she paused before saying,

"Master, can I absorb the three soul rings Dai Mubai dropped?"

"The Netherworld Spirit Cat is still inferior in quality to the White Tiger. If I cultivate the White Tiger martial soul, my strength will become even greater."

Smack!

A crisp slap rang out.

Zhu Zhuqing covered her reddened backside, utterly stripped of her former icy aloofness. Her moist eyes looked toward Qiangu Aoshi as if asking, why did you hit me?

Qiangu Aoshi said in exasperation,

"What is there to absorb from hundred-year and thousand-year soul rings? Once your Netherworld Spirit Cat martial soul breaks through to Soul Sage, I'll take you to absorb soul rings over fifty thousand years old."

"Although Dai Mubai's dropped soul rings cannot be absorbed, go absorb those milky-white clusters of soul power. They can help you break through to rank thirty soul power faster."

Zhu Zhuqing was clever enough to understand at once. So the reason Qiangu Aoshi had become a Soul King at such a young age was that he absorbed his enemies' soul power clusters after defeating them.

At her original cultivation speed, it would take her at least thirty years to reach Soul Sage.

If she followed Qiangu Aoshi from now on, and he was willing to reward her with soul power clusters, her soul power could rise rapidly as well.

Zhu Zhuqing was both startled and delighted. She hurried over to absorb Dai Mubai's soul power clusters.

Qiangu Aoshi turned toward the other battlefield.

Surrounded and attacked by four Soul Sages and eight Soul Emperors, Zhao Wuji unleashed every bit of his potential.

Golden light flashed as roars rang out.

Half the street had been destroyed.

Dust billowed everywhere, and all kinds of buildings had collapsed into ruins.

The town's residents, along with the soul masters staying there, had all fled far away, terrified of being caught in the battle between Soul Sages.

Qiangu Aoshi raised an eyebrow.

"Immovable Bright King Zhao Wuji does have some skill. His defense is airtight. Four red-robed bishops and eight black-robed bishops of my Spirit Hall still could not take him down quickly."

"Then let me give it a try."

"Third soul skill, Coiling Dragon Might!"

"Fifth soul skill, Coiling Dragon Stacking!"

The Coiling Dragon Staff hummed as crimson light blazed from it, as though an enraged dragon had awakened from slumber and released its will to battle heaven and earth.

Coiling Dragon Might increased strength and attack power by one hundred percent, granting armor-piercing properties that could ignore defense.

Coiling Dragon Stacking compressed soul power within the Coiling Dragon Staff. The longer it was compressed, the more devastating its burst of power became.

Qiangu Aoshi took a step forward and charged ahead like a roaring crimson dragon.

The red-robed and black-robed bishops of Spirit Hall tacitly opened a path for Qiangu Aoshi through their layers of encirclement.

Zhao Wuji had already unleashed his Martial Soul True Body, transforming into a five-meter-long Vigorous Vajra Bear. His beastly eyes were filled with savagery.

"A mere Soul King dares challenge me!"

"Second soul skill, Great Strength Vajra Palm!"

With a thunderous boom, the crimson dragon collided with the Great Strength Vajra Palm. The violent shockwave forced the Spirit Hall bishops back several steps.

The Vigorous Vajra Bear howled as the Immovable Bright King Body shattered, and a hole was punched through the Great Strength Vajra Palm.

Its massive body was sent flying backward, making even the ground tremble.

Qiangu Aoshi was also blasted backward by the recoil. His face was somewhat pale, but his eyes shone so brightly that no one dared meet them directly.

The Coiling Dragon Staff contained a coiled dragon named the Heaven-Awakening Sacred Golden Dragon. Formed from the righteous energy of heaven and earth, it possessed an unyielding will.

It excelled most at overcoming the strong from below and defeating the strong while weak. The greater the disparity in strength, the more power this martial soul could unleash.

With the Vigorous Vajra Bear's Immovable Bright King Body broken, the four red-robed bishops and eight black-robed bishops seized the opportunity and swarmed forward, completely subduing Zhao Wuji.

Clusters of milky-white light burst out from Zhao Wuji's body.

Because Qiangu Aoshi had not personally defeated Zhao Wuji, the drop rate was low. Only soul power clusters appeared; no martial soul or soul rings dropped.

Qiangu Aoshi said,

"You have all worked hard, bishops. Divide these dropped soul power clusters among yourselves, one each. They can save you anywhere from half a month to a month of cultivation."

"You will need to work hard again tonight. Split into two groups: two red-robed bishops with four black-robed bishops each, taking turns guarding Zhao Wuji for half the night."

"Oh, and remember to compensate the merchants along this street for their losses later. Spirit Hall is reasonable."

The bishops' faces lit up with delight, and they could barely stop smiling.

"Thank you for your reward, Young Master Aoshi!"

"We will keep a close watch on Zhao Wuji. Also... how should we deal with those little ones?"