But if he simply stood by and watched, Sword Douluo Chen Xin might come beat him up again.
Zhao Wuji had been beaten so badly that it had left him traumatized.
At that moment, he was filled with regret. If only he had known, he would never have meddled.
"A misunderstanding? My granddaughter is lying there unconscious! How could this possibly be a misunderstanding?"
Meng Shu stared coldly at Zhao Wuji, his eyes bloodshot, his fury almost scorching the heavens. "Today, I demand an explanation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his third soul ring flashed.
Vast amounts of soul power surged madly into the silver Dragon Staff in his hand. The dragon patterns along its shaft instantly blazed with brilliant golden light, and an overwhelmingly domineering draconic aura erupted!
"Third soul skill, Dragon Roar Shakes the Earth!"
With a furious roar, Meng Shu slammed his four-meter-long silver dragon-headed staff into the ground!
Boom!
The earth shook violently. Visible shock waves of soul power spread wildly in every direction from the point where the staff struck.
Dense, web-like cracks split the ground. Stones and soil shot into the air, and several thick trees nearby snapped clean in half under the force of the tremors, their broken trunks crashing down.
Zhao Wuji's expression changed drastically. With no time to think, he unleashed all his soul power. Yellow, purple, and black soul rings spun rapidly beneath his feet as his Mighty Vajra Bear martial soul instantly possessed him.
Yet caught off guard, Zhao Wuji still staggered back several steps, his feet stamping deep pits into the soil.
A gleam of satisfaction flashed through the eyes of Tang San, Dai Mubai, and Ma Hongjun.
Now Ning Wen was in for it!
Meng Shu was an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo, while Ning Wen was merely