Hidden Weapons? I Barely Felt Them More Than Mosquito Bites

As the Pangu Axe fell into Chu Bai's hand, his body seemed to be surrounded by a layer of chaotic aura, impregnable.

Watching Chu Bai steadily approach, Tang San leaped back to widen the distance. Then, a cold gleam appeared in his hand, and a streak of silver light sliced through the air toward Chu Bai.

"With my Tang Sect hidden weapons and my technique, even a Soul Ancestor can break through your defenses!"

Tang San thought confidently.

Chu Bai did not react. Was it because he had not seen the hidden weapons?

He simply could not be bothered...

The hidden weapons struck the chaotic aura surrounding his body as though they had hit an indestructible wall. They lost all their force and fell to the ground...

"What?!"

Tang San's eyes widened. He was actually not afraid of his hidden weapons?!

"What was that? I barely felt it more than a mosquito bite."

Chu Bai looked at Tang San mockingly. Then he moved, his speed incredibly fast, appearing before Tang San in an instant. Chu Bai did not even use his martial soul directly. Instead, he condensed chaotic aura and struck Tang San with his palm.

Tang San's face changed drastically. His hands immediately turned a jade-like color as he tried to receive Chu Bai's palm strike.

"Mysterious Jade Hand! Dragon Beard Needles!"

After using the Mysterious Jade Hand, Tang San simultaneously grabbed the Dragon Beard Needles and fired them at Chu Bai.

The aura around his body must be a protective force similar to internal energy. As long as I use the Dragon Beard Needles, I can definitely break through it!

Boom!

The palm strike sent Tang San staggering backward, yet a smile appeared on his face. But when he saw the Dragon Beard Needle caught in Chu Bai's hand, his entire expression collapsed.

"Who exactly is he?!"

Chu Bai shook his hand. "Shrek? Not much to speak of."

As he spoke, his figure flashed, and one punch sent Tang San crashing to the ground, unable to rise. Tang San continuously spat blood, staring at Chu Bai with hatred. This man had earned a death sentence!

"You don't need me to make a move, do you?" Chu Bai glanced at Oscar.

"Uh... no, no... I surrender!"

Oscar hurriedly raised both hands and begged for mercy.

Watching this, Ning Rongrong revealed a look of disgust.

Chu Bai then walked over to Dai Mubai. Looking at his blood-covered face, he smiled and patted his head. "Without any real ability, you still wanted to bully people. You can probably only bully women."

"Twins, sister pairs, group fun—you've played them all, right? Weren't you so brave?"

The moment Dai Mubai heard this, his eyes turned bloodshot.

"You're courting death!"

Slap!

Chu Bai gave him another slap, knocking Dai Mubai unconscious.

He then clapped his hands and slowly walked away.

[What a bore. I have no idea how this bunch got together. What kind of nonsense is that about a soul master who can't cause trouble not being a good soul master? I wonder which idiot taught them that. I'm only level forty, but beating them is easier than cutting leeks.]

[Tang San isn't much either. After seeing my four soul rings, he's probably starting to question his life, right? Judging by how confident he looked earlier, he must have thought I'd suffer at the hands of some Tang Sect hidden weapons. They're not even as good as the toys I played with as a kid. And he actually used that stuff in a fight. Hilarious.]

[Fighting them is practically dirtying my hands. I wonder what expression Xiao Wu will have when she sees Tang San in such a miserable state.]

As the diary's contents appeared, Bibi Dong exclaimed, "Xiao Bai is already level forty? It's only been a few days... What terrifying cultivation speed."

"Could writing a diary really make someone stronger?! Then does Spirit Hall even need to arrange training for soul masters? We could just issue a compulsory education law and set up monthly exams."

Qian Renxue was equally astonished. "Level forty? According to the intelligence I received, Chu Bai should only be in his thirties. Could his strength really be because of writing a diary?"

At Shrek Academy, Xiao Wu also saw the diary's contents.

"That person fought everyone?!"

Xiao Wu immediately jumped out of bed. From the diary's contents, Tang San seemed to have been injured?

And this Chu Bai person was only level forty?

"He isn't a Titled Douluo? Then how does he know my true identity?"

After thinking it over and over, Xiao Wu began to believe that Chu Bai really could foresee the future! Did that mean everything written in the diary would eventually happen? Xiao Wu did not dare think any further. Sacrifice was a fear buried deep within her soul.

"No, I have to go take a look."

Xiao Wu hurriedly ran toward the gates of Shrek Academy. She had to find out whether all of this was real. If it was, she had to stop it all!

She could not let Daming Erming ultimately end up being sacrificed because of her ignorance!

Meanwhile, Chu Bai arrived at a hotel. At the same time, Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo appeared. Seeing them, Chu Bai said, "Elders, accompany me somewhere tomorrow."

"Young Master, where are we going?" Chrysanthemum Douluo asked.

"Sunset Forest. To meet an old friend of yours." Chu Bai smiled mysteriously.

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo did not dare ask further and vanished from the room.

In truth, they had not left at all. They remained near Chu Bai's room at all times. From a high place, Chrysanthemum Douluo asked Ghost Douluo beside him, "Old Ghost, is it really as Her Majesty said? Is Tang Hao following near that kid called Tang San?"

"Who knows? But the Young Master beat Tang San up today. Tang Hao might really come to take revenge. The two of us must protect the Young Master well."

Ghost Douluo said gravely.

When Xiao Wu arrived at the academy gates, she first saw Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing. When the two saw Xiao Wu, they asked with concern, "Xiao Wu, are you feeling better?"

"Thank you, I'm fine now. Where are the others?" Xiao Wu asked, her gaze involuntarily looking behind Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing snorted coldly. "They picked a fight on the street and got beaten up."

Xiao Wu froze.

They really had been beaten up?

Then Chu Bai must have been nearby just now!

"Xiao Wu!"

At that moment, Tang San's voice rang out. Blood still stained his body, and his face was pale. He looked extremely weak. In the past, Xiao Wu would have rushed over to care for him immediately, and Tang San naturally believed she would do the same this time.

But looking at Tang San's miserable state, Xiao Wu merely said to the uninjured Oscar beside him, "Take him back to rest first."

"..."

Tang San's eyes widened. He was petrified...

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong with you?!"