Douluo: Yu Hao is reborn, this Tang San is different

Chapter 73 Zhao Wuji has already found a way to die!
Tang San stared at the Master's face, which had been swollen like a pig's head, his eyes filled with disbelief. His gaze roamed back and forth on the Master's face, as if trying to overlap this swollen and deformed face with the familiar image of the Master in his memory.

Time seems to have stopped, silence is Cambridge tonight!

After a long while, Tang San's pupils suddenly shrank, and he woke up as if from a dream. His lips trembled slightly, and he muttered to himself: "Teacher, it really is you..."

"It's me, Xiaosan!" the master cried bitterly.

"Who hit you?" Tang San's voice suddenly became low and cold.

"it's me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji walked out slowly from a distance with heavy steps. He held his head high and chest puffed out, with a hint of arrogance on his face, and spoke loudly.

As Zhao Wuji spoke, he walked up to Tang San, stopped, and looked down at him. His eyes were full of scrutiny and disdain. He asked, "You were the one who beat up our Shrek Academy students?"

When Zhao Wuji spoke, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a mocking smile, as if he didn't take Tang San seriously at all.

Looking at Zhao Wuji in front of him, Tang San's heart suddenly sank.

Since he had been reborn, he recognized the teacher from Shrek Academy at a glance.

In his memory, Zhao Wuji was powerful, had a bad temper, and was an extremely difficult character to deal with. He immediately groaned in his heart.

"The dean is not here, and Zhao Wuji doesn't know the teacher at all. This is bad."

With his brows furrowed, Tang San quickly calculated a countermeasure in his mind, muttering to himself: "It seems that a fierce battle is unavoidable today."

"Yes, I beat him." Despite the immense pressure in his heart, Tang San remained calm on the surface. He looked directly into Zhao Wuji's eyes without fear and said, "A student from your academy broke into my room. Shouldn't I beat him?"

Hearing this, the arrogance on Zhao Wuji's face was instantly replaced by anger. His originally dark face turned red, like a ripe tomato. His eyes were wide open and glared, as if fire was about to spit out of his eyes. He stared at Tang San intently, as if he wanted to eat Tang San alive.

"How dare you be so arrogant, kid!" Zhao Wuji roared, his voice was deafening, as if to overturn the ceiling of the hotel lobby, his chest heaving violently, every breath was accompanied by angry gasps, his hands were clenched into fists, and his joints turned white due to the force.

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and suddenly pounced towards Tang San.

Although he was huge, his movements were extremely agile, like a tiger descending the mountain with unstoppable momentum.

He raised his right fist high, drew an arc in the air, and smashed it towards Tang San's head. The wind from his fist whistled, distorting the surrounding air.

Seeing Zhao Wuji coming at him aggressively, Tang San didn't show any fear in his eyes. Instead, he tapped the ground lightly and used the Tang Sect's unique skill - Ghost Shadow. His figure was ghostly and agile, and he quickly shuttled between Zhao Wuji's attacks, dodging left and right. Every movement was just right, and he cleverly avoided Zhao Wuji's fatal attack.

Zhao Wuji's fists missed again and again, hitting the air heavily with a dull sound.

After several consecutive attacks without catching Tang San, Zhao Wuji became even angrier.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can hide!" Zhao Wuji roared, and his aura suddenly changed. His body expanded rapidly, and his muscles bulged high like inflated clothes. The clothes that originally fit him were stretched to pieces, and seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple and three black, circled up from under his feet.

His skin gradually turned dark brown, covered with a layer of hard golden hair, his ears became short and round, and his mouth opened wide, revealing two rows of sharp fangs.

In the blink of an eye, his martial soul, the Mighty King Kong Bear, was fully possessed, and he stood majestically in front of Tang San. At this time, Zhao Wuji's body was more than twice as large as before, standing there like a small mountain, exuding a terrifying aura.

After completing the spirit possession, Zhao Wuji's huge body was like a demon, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

He looked down at Tang San, his eyes full of disdain and anger, a cruel sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Boy, let's see how you can hide now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the soul power around Zhao Wuji surged violently, and the purple thousand-year soul ring on his body lit up. He used his third soul skill, gravity enhancement, and an invisible but extremely powerful force instantly spread out from him.

Tang San's originally agile figure instantly became sluggish under the cover of this power.

He only felt a heavy pressure coming from all directions, and his body seemed to have suddenly turned into a thousand-pound boulder. Every inch of his muscles was pulled by the gravity, and his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. No matter how hard he tried, he could hardly move an inch. Trying to lift his feet was even harder than climbing to the sky.

"It's broken, what should I do?"

Tang San's face showed a look of pain, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his teeth were clenched, he desperately circulated the Xuan Tian Gong soul power in his body, trying to resist this powerful gravity, but that force was like a towering mountain, pressing him so hard that he could hardly breathe.

"Boy, aren't you a good runner?"

"Why don't you run away now?"

Zhao Wuji sneered when he saw Tang San's miserable appearance, and the anger in his heart subsided a little, but he did not intend to let Tang San go.

"The fifth soul skill, gravity squeeze!"

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted again, and the fifth soul ring on his body lit up.

This time, the gravity instantly increased several times, and the already heavy pressure became even more terrifying. Tang San felt that his whole body was about to be crushed. His bones made a creaking sound under this powerful gravity, as if they would break at any time.

His body began to bend slightly, his knees gradually sank, and his entire body was pressed to the ground by the gravity.

Seeing that Tang San's life was hanging by a thread under the pressure of Zhao Wuji's spirit skills, Xiao Wu was immediately anxious. She clenched her silver teeth so tightly that her teeth almost embedded in her lower lip, and her pink face was slightly distorted with anxiety.

"Third brother!" Xiao Wu cried out in a delicate voice, like thunder in spring.

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Wu kicked the ground hard with her feet. The stone slabs on the ground cracked instantly under her powerful force, and the cracks spread around like a hideous spider web.

The first soul ring on her body lit up, and Xiao Wu's body was like a pink lightning, rushing towards Zhao Wuji with an indomitable momentum.

While rushing towards Zhao Wuji, Xiao Wu's soul power surged rapidly throughout her body. Her body was like a fully drawn bowstring, flexible and full of strength. Her waist was strangely bent, and her whole body shot towards Zhao Wuji at an incredible angle.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Wu came in front of Zhao Wuji.

Without hesitation, she threw her fist, which contained all her strength, at Zhao Wuji. The wind from her fist whistled as if it was going to tear the air around her apart.

However, facing Xiao Wu's attack, Zhao Wuji showed no fear on his face, but instead showed a hint of contemptuous sneer.

For him, who had reached the Soul Saint level, Xiao Wu's attack was child's play. At the moment when Xiao Wu's fist was about to reach his body, Zhao Wuji didn't even make any excessive defensive moves, simply raising his arm slightly and gently blocking it with his arm, which was as thick as a tree trunk.

"boom!"

There was a dull thud as Xiao Wu's fist hit Zhao Wuji's arm solidly.

However, this originally powerful attack was like a dragonfly shaking a pillar in front of Zhao Wuji's strong defense, and only caused his body to shake slightly.

Xiao Wu only felt that her fist seemed to have hit an extremely hard steel wall. A huge recoil force came from Zhao Wuji's arm, which made her arm numb and she flew backwards involuntarily.

She drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

At this moment, Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with resentment. Looking at Tang San who was still suppressed by Zhao Wuji's powerful spirit skills, she gritted her teeth and secretly made up her mind:
"No matter what, I will save Third Brother!"

"The second soul skill, charm!"

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Wu mobilized the little remaining soul power in her body, and the second soul ring on her body lit up. Then, her eyes slowly closed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat seeped out of her forehead.

After a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, and her originally lively eyes now flashed with a strange light, which was like a deep pool, as if it could absorb people's souls into it.

An invisible but extremely impactful spiritual wave, centered on Xiao Wu, spread rapidly towards Zhao Wuji like ripples.

Zhao Wuji felt the onslaught of this spiritual fluctuation, and his originally contemptuous smile froze slightly, with a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

But he is a Soul Sage-level warrior after all, with extremely powerful mental strength.

"Go away!"

With a cold snort, Zhao Wuji's spiritual power surged instantly, forming an invisible barrier, trying to resist Xiao Wu's charming soul skills.

The next second, Xiao Wu's mental fluctuations collided with Zhao Wuji's soul power barrier, making a buzzing sound.

However, Xiao Wu's mental strength is far inferior to Zhao Wuji's.

After only holding on for a moment, Xiao Wu felt a strong sense of dizziness, as if her head was about to explode. Then she could no longer hold on, her eyes turned black, and she fell backwards.

Tang San almost subconsciously took advantage of this opportunity to relax, stepping on the ghostly shadow and getting out of Zhao Wuji's attack range.

"Xiao Wu, no?"

"If you are sure your opponent is an enemy, there is no need to show mercy. You have already received your death!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, Tang San suddenly became furious, panting like a cow, and his rationality was completely swallowed by anger at this moment.

Tang San's palm quickly touched the Twenty-Four Bridges on the Moonlit Night. His movements were as fast as lightning. In an instant, a trident emitting a light golden light appeared in his hand.

When Zhao Wuji saw the trident that suddenly appeared in Tang San's hand, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Holding the trident tightly, veins bulged on the back of Tang San's hand, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

The aura around him was like a raging tsunami, surging wildly, and the rage in his eyes burned fiercely, as if to burn everything in the world to ashes.

At this moment, the image of Xiao Wu injured and unconscious flashed through Tang San's mind, like sharp blades piercing his heart. Anger, anxiety, and determination intertwined within him. In this critical, life-or-death moment, Tang San steeled his resolve and resolutely decided to unleash the Clear Sky Sect's unique skill—the Ring Explosion.

After all, if his father Tang Hao was really nearby, he would have taken action long ago. The fact that he hasn't taken action yet means he's not here.

This was a risky move, but it was also the only way he could think of at the moment to save Xiao Wu and break the current desperate situation.

Slowly closing his eyes, Tang San instantly blocked out the chaotic and noisy sounds around him.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San tried to find a gap of calmness in this extremely angry emotion so that he could accurately control this explosive ring that was extremely powerful and full of unknown risks.

Then, the blue silver grass martial spirit on Tang San's body shone brightly, and the originally emerald green blue silver grass now shone with a strange light, as if it was injected with endless energy.

The two yellow soul rings surrounding him vibrated violently, and the energy in the soul rings was like volcanic magma about to erupt, surging and colliding wildly, making a low roar.

Tang San suddenly opened his eyes, a glint of light as sharp as an eagle, as determined as going to his death, and a low roar that echoed throughout the hall burst out from his mouth: "Explode!"

Following this roar, the two yellow soul rings exploded instantly, emitting an extremely dazzling light. The light was so bright that people could not open their eyes, as if it had dyed the entire world golden.

The strong energy fluctuations centered on Tang San, like a destructive storm, swept wildly in all directions with the momentum of destroying the world.

The surrounding air was instantly torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound. The stone slabs on the ground cracked and shattered under this force, raising a cloud of dust.

Under the impact of this powerful energy, Tang San's body trembled slightly, and his soul power was like a rocket that broke free from its restraints, rising straight up at an astonishing speed.

The soul power that was originally stable at level 36 instantly broke through layers of obstacles and soared to around level 50 like a bamboo breaking.

Zhao Wuji originally stood there with an arrogant look on his face, disdainful of Tang San's resistance.

But when he saw Tang San's spirit ring explode, he felt like he was struck by lightning.

Zhao Wuji's eyes were wide open, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets. His face was full of disbelief. His mouth opened slightly uncontrollably, forming a big O shape. His originally confident expression was long gone.

"This...how is this possible!" Zhao Wuji muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly, and he stood there in a daze.

At this moment, Tang San had only one thought in his mind, which was to avenge Xiao Wu and make Zhao Wuji pay a heavy price.

Taking a deep breath, a murderous intent flashed in Tang San's eyes, and he suddenly shouted: "Golden Thirteen Halberds, third move - go and never return!"

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