Fierce Battle Against Zhao Wuji!
"A Title Douluo... Titled Douluo!"
Tang Hao glanced at the two of them.
You don't need to ask about my identity.
"Remember, I'm only here to help you."
Yu Xiaogang immediately chimed in.
"With you taking action, we are naturally at ease!"
As he spoke, he looked at Flender and Zhao Wuji.
"Gentlemen, this sir is trustworthy. Since he is willing to hold off Dugu Bo for us, there's no need to delay the matter of the antidote any longer."
Flender slowly released his grip on the table and nodded.
Zhao Wuji patted his chest in triumph.
"I'll go then!"
"It's just a chance to catch a little girl, do you think she'll get away?"
A few days later, Heaven Dou City.
A carriage is slowly moving along the road leading to Sunset Forest.
Dugu Yan lifted the carriage curtain, glanced outside, and then turned back to ask, "Little Brother Xiao Xuan, do you think my Martial Soul will continue to change after I absorb my Fourth Soul Ring?"
"Let's find a suitable Soul Beast first."
Xiao Xuan smiled and was about to speak when his gaze suddenly sharpened.
The carriage came to a sudden stop.
A deep, rough voice came from outside the car.
"Those inside, come out!"
The smile on Dugu Yan's face faded. She exchanged a glance with Xiao Xuan, then got up and got off the carriage.
In the middle of the road stood a burly middle-aged man.
The man crossed his arms and looked past Xiao Xuan, his gaze landing directly on Dugu Yan.
"You are Dugu Yan?"
"Who are you?"
"Shrek Academy, Zhao Wuji!"
Upon hearing the name Shrek, Dugu Yan immediately understood.
"What? The students couldn't win, so the teachers came out to block their way?"
Zhao Wuji's face darkened.
"Enough nonsense! Come with me and cure Tang San and the others of their poison!"
What if I don't go?
"Then I'll have to invite you myself!"
As he spoke, Zhao Wuji lowered his arms and took a step forward.
Dugu Yan's gaze turned slightly cold.
"You dare arrest me? Aren't you afraid my grandfather will come after you?"
"Your grandfather?"
Zhao Wuji sneered.
"Don't worry, someone will deal with him!"
Even if you shout Dugu Bo's name until the heavens break, you still have to come back with me today!
Dugu Yan's heart sank.
This guy knew perfectly well that my grandfather was Titled Douluo, yet he still dared to try and capture me!
She glanced subconsciously at the empty road, her fingers quietly clenching.
I should have invited Grandpa along!
I thought it was just a trip to hunt for the Fourth Soul Ring, and having Xiao Xuan with me would be enough. Who would have thought that Shrek would be so shameless!
"Don't worry, Sister Yanyan."
Xiao Xuan's voice came from beside him.
"Leave it to me."
He stepped forward, shielding Dugu Yan behind him.
Bamboo Spear, as beautiful as amethyst, appeared in his palm. A flash of lightning appeared on the spear shaft, and four Soul Ring rose up.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple!
Beneath the disguise of the Head Soul Bone, the four ten- Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring still maintained the color of ordinary Soul Ancestor.
Zhao Wuji was taken aback when he saw the Soul Ring, then he smiled.
"So that's why you dared to step forward, you're a Soul Ancestor."
"Kid, do you think you're qualified to fight me just because you can beat a few students?"
Xiao Xuan didn't reply, but simply raised the tip of his spear and pointed it at him.
The smile on Zhao Wuji's face slowly faded.
"You're so arrogant!"
"Great Strength Vajra Bear, possess me!"
With a low roar, Zhao Wuji's body rapidly expanded, brown fur covering his arms, and seven Soul Ring lit up one after another beneath his feet.
Two yellows, two purples, and three blacks!
A heavy surge of Soul Power pressed down on us, forcing the roadside weeds to lie flat against the ground.
Dugu Yan's expression changed.
Soul Saint!
"Xiao Xuan, watch out!"
Before she could finish speaking, Zhao Wuji had already pounced on her.
"Boy, get out of my way!"
A large, fan-like hand, enveloped in Soul Power, patted directly onto Xiao Xuan's shoulder.
He wanted to capture Dugu Yan; this troublesome brat in front of him would be easily dealt with!
But just as his hand was about to fall, Xiao Xuan twisted his wrist.
Bamboo Spear sweeps across!
Bang!
With a muffled thud, the fierce look on Zhao Wuji's face suddenly froze.
The moment his palm collided with the gun, his entire arm went numb, and then a tremendous force slammed into his chest!
Zhao Wuji's feet left the ground, and he was sent flying backward by the spear!
After landing, he staggered back several steps before barely managing to regain his balance.
Two deep footprints were left on the road.
Dugu Yan's raised hand froze in mid-air.
Zhao Wuji looked down at his palm.
A bloody gash had split open in his palm, and fresh blood was dripping down between his fingers.
What alarmed him even more was that the fierce force that invaded along the wound forced him to suppress it even with his soul-summoning Soul Power.
He suddenly looked up and stared intently at the Bamboo Spear in Xiao Xuan's hand.
"What kind of Martial Soul do you have?!"
"Lone Bamboo."
Without even thinking, Zhao Wuji blurted out, "Impossible!"
He's seen Lone Bamboo before!
Where does such strength come from in a broken bamboo stalk?
The aura emanating from the spear tip, in particular, made his skin tighten just by looking at it.
If it hadn't been a horizontal sweep of the gun barrel, but rather a thrust of the tip...
Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji felt a chill run down his spine.
"How could a mere Lone Bamboo possibly possess such a terrifying aura?!"
Xiao Xuan glanced at the Bamboo Spear in his hand.
In the past two years, he has continuously separated life energy and Law of Life and injected them into the Head Soul Bone to nurture Second Martial Soul.
As the life force was gradually stripped away, the destructive aura within the Purple Firmament Lightning Bamboo became increasingly pure.
The sharpness gathered at the tip of the spear is even more formidable than before!
Zhao Wuji compared it to ordinary Lone Bamboo, so naturally he couldn't understand it.
However, Xiao Xuan had no interest in explaining for him.
Believe it or not.
The words had barely left his lips when the spear tip was already thrusting out!
Zhao Wuji's pupils suddenly contracted.
The shot came incredibly fast; the purple blade rapidly enlarged before his eyes, giving him no chance to create distance!
"First Soul Skill, Immovable Bright King Body!"
Golden light instantly enveloped his entire body. He crossed his arms to protect his chest, and his Soul Power surged wildly from within him.
At this moment, he no longer cared about saving face as a Soul Saint.
Block them first!
Only by blocking this shot can we --
Click!
The golden light cracked open.
The ruthlessness in Zhao Wuji's eyes instantly turned into terror.
That layer of defense he was so proud of couldn't even stop the tip of his spear!
Purple lightning suddenly shot into the crack, and with a jolt of his arms, the Soul Power he had just gathered was forcibly dispersed.
Puff!
The spear tip pierced through the defenses and went straight into the chest.
Zhao Wuji's body stiffened abruptly, and blood gushed from his open mouth.
He looked down at the Bamboo Spear in front of his chest, a look of disbelief still lingering on his face.
I am Seven-Ring Soul Sage...
Xiao Xuan flicked his wrist, drew his gun, and retreated.
Zhao Wuji staggered half a step, reaching out as if to grab something, but his knees buckled first.
Bang!
His heavy body collapsed on the road, and he was silent ever since.
The seven Soul Ring then dissipated.
Dugu Yan stood behind Xiao Xuan, her gaze shifting from Zhao Wuji to the Bamboo Spear, and then slowly returning to Xiao Xuan's face.
His lips moved, but he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
She was just regretting not letting her grandfather come out with her.
But in the blink of an eye, this Soul Saint who had filled her with dread was already dead!
One shot sent them repelled.
Another shot, and he's dead!
"Little Brother Xiao Xuan..."
A moment later.
Dugu Yan finally came to her senses, her eyes wide open, and exclaimed:
"You... you just killed a Soul Saint like that?!"