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

Chapter 89: Forest Brawl

Just as everyone was stunned, the Titan Ape suddenly let out a deep roar. Its hand, as big as a millstone, suddenly stretched out, creating a strong wind that bent all the surrounding grass and trees.

"Xiao Wu!" Tang San made a move to pounce, but a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes.

As a reborn being, he clearly remembered this scene from his previous life—the special relationship between the Titan Ape and Xiao Wu. He deliberately slowed down his movements, allowing the giant hand to gently scoop Xiao Wu up.

"Little dance!"

Ning Rongrong screamed in horror, and the light of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower instantly bloomed.

Zhao Wuji's eyes were bloodshot, and his seventh soul ring suddenly flashed: "Beast! Put him down!" His body swelled to more than three meters high under his martial soul's true body, and his brown and black bear hair stood up. He pounced towards the Titan Ape with violent momentum.

Zhao Wuji's eyes instantly filled with bloodshot, his seven spirit rings spinning frantically. His muscles clenched, his brown hairs sticking up like steel needles. The light from his seventh spirit ring, his true form, dyed the entire forest a dark gold.

"Seventh Soul Skill - The True Form of the Mighty King Kong Bear!"

With a deafening roar, Zhao Wuji's body suddenly expanded to five meters in height. His already massive figure now resembled the arrival of an ancient beast. He slammed his palms against his chest, creating a muffled thud like a drum. The ground beneath his feet cracked with spiderweb-like cracks from the immense force of his stomping.

The Titan Ape then slowly turned around, a hint of disdain flashing in its crimson eyes. It casually held Xiao Wu in its left palm, its right arm muscles bulging like a hill, its dark golden fur gleaming metallically in the sunlight.

"boom--"

Zhao Wuji took the initiative. He kicked the ground with his legs, and the ground within a radius of ten meters instantly collapsed. Using the recoil force, he transformed into a golden lightning bolt and rushed straight towards the Titan Ape.

A dazzling golden light condensed on his right fist, which was the perfect combination of his fifth soul skill, gravity compression, and the power amplification of his third soul skill.

"Let her go!"

Facing this thundering blow, the Titan Ape simply raised its right palm nonchalantly.

The moment the two huge forces collided, a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread in a circular shape, and all the ancient trees within a radius of thirty meters were broken at the roots.

Zhao Wuji's fist sank deeply into the palm of the Titan Ape, but could not move forward any further.

"What?!" Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank suddenly. His attack was powerful enough to shatter the rocks, but it couldn't even make the giant beast retreat half a step.

The Titan Ape suddenly grinned, revealing its sharp white fangs, and clenched its right palm. A teeth-grinding sound of bones rubbing against each other echoed, and Zhao Wuji's entire right arm was instantly deformed.

In severe pain, the Acala let out a heart-wrenching roar, and smashed his left fist into the giant ape's face with the momentum of fighting to the death.

"Sixth Soul Skill - Powerful Vajra Palm!"

The bear's paw, gleaming with golden light, slammed firmly against the Titan Ape's nose, earning only an impatient snort. The ape's right arm suddenly tensed, swung in a sweeping motion. The arm, thick as a beam, tore through the air with a sharp, explosive roar before striking Zhao Wuji hard in the waist and abdomen.

"Crack!"

With a crisp crack of bone, Zhao Wuji's five-meter-tall martial spirit body was flung outward like a torn sack. He smashed through more than ten ancient trees that could be hugged by two people, finally creating a five-meter-diameter crater thirty meters away.

When the smoke and dust cleared, blood was seen oozing from his mouth and nose. His martial soul's true form could no longer be maintained and had returned to its original size.

The Titan Ape shook his palm as if he was just swatting away an annoying fly.

It looked down at Xiao Wu, who was safe and sound in its palm, and let out a satisfied gurgling sound in its throat. It turned around and leaped a few times before disappearing into the depths of the dense forest.

Dugu Bo's emerald, snake-like pupils suddenly narrowed as he keenly detected a fleeting, strange vibration from the girl in the Titan Ape's grasp. The lingering scent in the air caused his fingertips to tremble slightly—it was clearly the unique rhythm of the soul power of a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast!
"How is this possible?" Dugu Bo subconsciously took a half step forward, the Nine Rings looming around him. He stared intently at the direction where Xiao Wu disappeared, a rare look of surprise and doubt appearing on his old face.

At that moment just now, he clearly felt the aura of two hundred thousand year old soul beasts intertwined together: one came from the Titan Giant Ape, and the other, purer aura, actually came from that human girl!

"Grandpa?" Dugu Yan tugged at his sleeve in confusion.

Dugu Bo finally woke up from his dream and rubbed his temples. "Could it be that my perception was wrong?" He looked at the still trembling trees and muttered to himself, "It must be that the beast's breath was too strong, causing interference."

Suddenly, he turned around and looked at the dying three-eyed Netherworld Python.

The giant python's three pupils were already dilated, but it was still instinctively spitting out its tongue. Dugu Bo's eyes gleamed brightly: "Yanyan, hurry! Kill it now!"

"But over there?" Dugu Yan looked hesitantly in the direction where the Titan Ape fled.

Yu Tianheng immediately understood and formed a defensive formation with Oslo and others.

Dugu Bo said seriously: "It's okay, Grandpa is here."

At the same time, everyone in Shrek fell into deathly silence.

Ning Rongrong slumped on the ground, the light of the glazed tower dimmed: "It's all my fault if my assistant was faster." Her voice was tearful, and her slender fingers were deeply embedded in the soil.

Dai Mubai punched the tree trunk, and the ancient wood, as thick as a bowl, broke with a sound: "Damn it! That's a hundred thousand year old spirit beast!" His tiger eyes were red, and he turned to look at Tang San: "Why did you stop me just now?"

Tang San stood quietly among the broken branches and leaves, the moonlight stretching his tall figure into a slender shape.

Unlike everyone else, he didn't show any panic on his face. Instead, he had a certain calmness and determination. "Boss Dai, do you think we can stop the King of the Forest?"

Zhao Wuji sat slumped beside the tree roots, his shirt chest soaked with blood.

This tough guy's face was as pale as gold paper, but he still struggled to stand up: "I can still do it"

"Teacher Zhao, don't move!" Qin Ming rushed forward, his hands radiating the milky white light characteristic of healing spirit abilities. He knelt on one knee and carefully examined Zhao Wuji's deformed right arm. "Three broken ribs, and a comminuted fracture of the ulna in the right arm."

The more he examined her, the uglier her expression became: "You need to rest for at least two months!"

Zhao Wuji's rough fingers brushed against his waist, and a gleaming dagger slipped into his palm. He casually tossed it to Oscar and said in a deep voice, "Get rid of this quickly to avoid further complications. Aim three inches below the corona, and kill with one strike."

Oscar hurriedly caught the dagger, the hilt still lingering with the warmth of Zhao Wuji's palm. He swallowed hard, staring at the dying Phoenix-tailed Cockscomb snake before him. The blade shone a dazzling spot of light in the sunlight—a thousand-year-old spirit ring! His hand gripping the dagger trembled uncontrollably, and the tip of the blade scraped against the snake's scales, making a crackling sound.

"Stop!" A hoarse, sharp cry echoed like thunder, startling a flock of birds in the forest. Two figures came sprinting over, stepping on fallen leaves. The leader slammed his snake-headed cane into the ground, rustling the surrounding bushes.

The old woman had white hair and a youthful face, six spirit rings flickering on her snake staff. Behind her followed a heroic young woman, her brown eyes fixed on the dagger in Oscar's hand, two yellow spirit rings floating around her. Both of their clothes bore marks from thorns, evidently from a long journey.

"Grandma..." The girl panted quickly, her eyes sweeping over the Shrek people. When she saw the seven soul rings under Zhao Wuji's feet, her pupils suddenly contracted.

Zhao Wuji narrowed his eyes, veins bulging in his thick arms. He recognized the iconic snake-headed staff—the snake mother of the peerless dragon-snake couple! Under normal circumstances, he might have given this renowned couple in the spirit master world some face, but now...

"This beast is the prey we've been chasing for half a day!" The snake woman slammed her staff to the ground, and the dead leaves were scattered by the spirit power. "My granddaughter is about to reach level 30, and she is waiting for the spirit ring of this Phoenix Tail Cockscomb Snake!"

Oscar, the tip of his blade suspended in mid-air, looked at Zhao Wuji for help. The Acala's facial muscles twitched, his left cheek still bruised from Dugu Bo's blow, and his right arm, wounded by the Titan Ape, was stained with blood.

"Bullshit!" Zhao Wuji suddenly shouted, his voice so loud that the leaves fluttered and fell. He snatched the dagger from Oscar's hand and spun it in his palm. "I took two beatings to catch this prey, and you think you can take it away with just a few words?"

The snake woman's face suddenly changed. She hadn't expected the other party to turn hostile without even saying a polite word. Suddenly, a fishy purple mist gushed out from the tip of the snake staff, and the six spirit rings lit up at the same time: "Since that's the case -"

Before he could finish his words, Zhao Wuji had already transformed into a golden afterimage and pounced upon him. He gave the other party no chance to perform his spirit fusion technique. The shadow of the mighty King Kong Bear solidified behind him, and his third spirit ring, "Gravity Enhancement," instantly activated. The snake woman felt the air around her suddenly become sticky, and her movements suddenly slowed down.

"boom!"

A fist the size of a casserole slammed firmly into the center of the snake staff, shattering the fine iron shaft into a distinct arc. The snake woman stumbled back, a trickle of blood escaping from the corner of her mouth. She stared in horror at the madman before her—though gravely wounded, his explosive power was even greater than usual!

"Grandma!" Meng Yiran exclaimed and wanted to move forward, but was blocked by the phoenix fire line sprayed out by Ma Hongjun.

In the melee, Oscar seized the opportunity to pounce on the Phoenix-tailed Cockscomb Snake. The dagger flashed with a cold light and pierced the lower part of the fleshy crest. The fishy, ​​sweet blood immediately sprayed all over his face. A lavender spirit ring slowly rose, emitting a hazy halo in the sunlight.

"You...you..." The snake woman looked at her granddaughter being besieged, and then glanced at Oscar who had already begun to absorb the spirit ring. She was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She suddenly bit her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the snake staff: "Even if I risk my life today-"

The snake-headed cane in the snake woman's hand suddenly twisted like a living thing, and the fangs of the sixth soul ring suddenly lit up. The poisonous snake at the head of the cane actually flew out of the cane and turned into a three-meter-long snake shadow that went straight for Zhao Wuji's throat.

Zhao Wuji did not dodge or evade. He activated the gravity compression of his fifth soul ring and slammed his right fist with a force field that distorted the air towards the snake shadow.

With a loud bang, the phantom of the poisonous snake was torn into pieces by the violent soul power, but the broken poisonous mist condensed into dozens of fine needles, which was the snake lady's fourth soul skill, Hundred Snake Cones!
Zhao Wuji roared, his third soul skill, "Vajra Body Guard," coating his skin with a metallic sheen. The poison needles pierced his skin with a crisp sound like rain hitting banana leaves, yet seven or eight still managed to break through his defenses and penetrate his joints.

He staggered half a step, and the five-meter-tall phantom of the King Kong Bear roared to the sky, and the bear's paw slapped the snake woman's crown with the force of splitting mountains and splitting rocks.

The snake woman stabbed her staff into the ground, activating her fifth spirit skill, Snake Shedding Golden Cicada, and instantly teleported ten meters away. A two-meter-deep crater was created where she had stood, but the flying debris was captured by her first spirit skill, Snake Tongue, and reflected back as a rain of stone.

Zhao Wuji crossed his arms to take the attack, and dozens of bloody marks were immediately left on his forearms.

The snake-head crutch of the snake woman had cracked under Zhao Wuji's violent attack. She staggered back three steps, and a trace of blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.

The sixth soul ring, the Snake Skin Golden Cicada, had just been used and was currently in its cooling period.

Zhao Wuji seized the opportunity and activated the gravity compression of the fifth soul ring again. His right fist, with a force field that distorted the air, slammed into the snake woman's face.

"Old woman, be careful!"

A roar like a dragon's roar resounded through the forest, and a golden figure came walking in the air.

Dragon Lord Meng Shu held a dragon-patterned staff, his eight spirit rings gleaming around him, the seventh radiating a blinding black light. He thrust his staff through the air, sending a golden dragon-shaped energy force colliding with Zhao Wuji's fist force.

"boom--"

The air wave exploded, and Zhao Wuji was knocked back seven or eight steps before he could stabilize his body. The wound on his right arm burst open again, and blood dripped down his arm to the ground.

"Martial Soul Fusion Technique: Dragon and Snake Combined Attack!"

The Dragon and Snake leaped simultaneously, their spirits intertwining in mid-air. The golden dragon's shadow entwined with the emerald green snake's, merging into a ten-foot-long dragon-snake phantom. Zhao Wuji hastily raised his arms to block, but was sent flying by the fused spirit skill.

"boom!"

Zhao Wuji crashed heavily into an ancient tree that was so large it took three people to hug it, and the trunk snapped. He fell to one knee, coughing up blood, and his seven spirit rings dimmed.

"Hey, Zhao Wuji from Shrek Academy, I've learned a lot."

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his voice hoarse.

Lord Long sneered: "How dare a mere Soul Saint be so arrogant?" The dragon-patterned staff in his hand shone brightly with golden light, and was about to give Zhao Wuji a fatal blow.

Suddenly, a blazing wall of fire rose between the two sides. Qin Ming had already stood in front of Zhao Wuji without him noticing, his six spirit rings pulsing around him.

"Qin Ming from Tiandou Royal Academy, please show mercy to the two seniors."

Duke Long narrowed his eyes and asked, "Another one seeking death?"

Qin Ming said calmly, "Zhao Wuji is my teacher. If you two insist on fighting..." He was engulfed in flames, "Although I am not talented, I am willing to accompany you to the end."

Just as the two sides were on the verge of a fight, a crisp cry suddenly rang out: "Stop!"

Ning Rongrong slowly stepped out of the crowd, her slender fingers lightly tapping her brows. A rainbow of light suddenly blossomed. A translucent glazed pagoda materialized in her palm, seven stories tall, each gleaming with a different color. Two yellow spirit rings slowly rose beneath her feet, radiating a magnificent halo in the sunlight.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda?!"

The dragon-patterned staff of the Dragon Lord suddenly stopped, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. The snake woman beside him took a deep breath and the snake-headed staff in her hand unconsciously lowered a few inches.

Ning Rongrong raised her delicate chin, her delicate pink lips curled up in a proud arc. "My father is Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect." She paused deliberately, her glazed eyes scanning the dragon and the snake woman. "If the two seniors insist on making things difficult for us at Shrek Academy today..."

The girl suddenly put away her smile, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda shone brightly. "Think about the consequences of offending the world's number one auxiliary sect."

(End of this chapter)