Douluo: Suzaku bathed in fire, I am the master of fire

Chapter 81: Zhao Wuji Being Tortured

Suddenly, Tang San and his companions were pressed down by a powerful pressure and could not move.

Ning Rongrong was forced to kneel on the ground.

In fact, Zhao Wuji did not use much force, he just added a little weight. Lao San and Rogue Rabbit were still able to move. It was normal that Ning Rongrong could not bear it because of her weak body.

The rogue rabbit observed Zhao Wuji's words and expressions at this time and found that he did not notice her. Even when his eyes swept over her, there was no change. This made the rogue rabbit bolder.

The rogue rabbit rushed forward and used his waist bow, but it was useless. Then he was about to use charm, but the result was obvious. His mental power was backfired. He had lived for 100,000 years and had no brains. He used mental attacks on a being more powerful than himself, so it was inevitable that he would be backfired.

Next, it was Lao San's explosive moment. He no longer cared about the rules and just used a lot of hidden weapons.

But who is Zhao Wuji? He is a Soul Sage, a high-level Soul Sage at that. Not to mention that he doesn't even have the Dragon Beard Needle now. He only has sleeve arrows and a tight-back crossbow. He hasn't even made the Zhuge Divine Crossbow. With these few hidden weapons, he can't even tickle Zhao Wuji. But Zhao Wuji feels very annoyed.

Zhao Wuji shouted loudly, and his soul power erupted. The three people present were all blown away by Zhao Wuji's soul power.

Ning Rongrong, who was already weak, was directly blown away, but she was prevented from falling directly because Dai Mubai supported her. Of course, he only supported her. After she stood firm, she left on her own.

As for Lao San, seeing that his hidden weapon was useless, he thought of the hammer in his left hand. Although his uncle and father did not let him be exposed, he failed to protect his own sister, which made him forget all these things. He promised Rogue Rabbit that anyone who wanted to hurt Rogue Rabbit would have to step over his body.

Then a small hammer appeared in Lao San's left hand, and he hit Zhao Wuji with it while he wasn't noticing.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, Lao San's hammer hit Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji was also a little angry. What the hell? It would be fine if the soul master used such despicable and weird techniques, but he even resorted to sneak attacks. How could he tolerate this?

Then Lao San was knocked away by Zhao Wuji's palm and fell into coma.

"Alright, you've passed the assessment. Xiaobai, take this kid to rest. Tell him to clean up his stuff later. As for that little girl from the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, I'll leave this little girl to you."

After it was over, Zhao Wuji said unhappily, "What bad luck! A good soul master doesn't focus on his own cultivation, but resorts to such despicable means, and is so ruthless. Who taught him this?"

"Yes, Teacher Zhao." Dai Mubai followed Zhao Wuji's instructions and left with Lao San, while Ning Rongrong left with Rogue Rabbit and Dai Mubai.

……

Zao Wou-Ki's office at night

"What a bunch of little monsters! They need to be disciplined in the future."

Zhao Wuji was lamenting the ordeal he had endured during the day when suddenly a voice rang in his ears.

"Zhao Wuji! Come out!"

"Zhao Wuji!" A sudden voice made his face freeze.

You know, as a level 76 Soul Saint, he is an extremely powerful existence in the entire Douluo Continent Soul Master world. His soul power is so strong that he can form a wonderful aura around his body and can clearly distinguish the sound of falling leaves within a radius of 100 meters around his body.

At this moment, he didn't feel anyone around him, and the voice pierced his ears directly, sounding like someone speaking right next to him. This strength had already made Zhao Wuji extremely alert. He didn't recognize this voice, but he was sure that the person's strength was definitely not inferior to his.

"Who?" Zhao Wuji stood up suddenly, his eyes flashing with coldness. He had a bad reputation in the spirit master world and many enemies. He had been hiding in Shrek Academy for many years, but he didn't expect a powerful opponent to suddenly appear at this time.

"Come out." A faint breath locked onto Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji walked out of the window without hesitation. His soul power suddenly increased to its peak. He was cautiously on guard, while also searching for any movement around him.

Who was Zhao Wuji? Acala, once a murderer, had also killed countless people. But now, provoked by an unknown opponent, did he really think his title of "Devil King" was earned in vain?
He pushed hard on his feet, quickly chasing in the direction of the aura. In a moment, he had left the Shrek Academy and arrived in a forest outside. It was here that the aura disappeared.

"Come out. I know you're here," Zhao Wuji shouted in a deep voice. At the same time, he immediately completed his martial spirit possession. Seven spirit rings rhythmically moved around his body, flashing with dazzling light. The three black, ten-thousand-year spirit rings in particular looked astonishingly profound.

A black figure slowly emerged from behind a large tree. He was completely clad in black, even wearing a black hood. From his appearance, all that could be seen was that he was a tall man.

"Who are you?" Zhao Wuji shouted coldly, his spirit, the mighty King Kong Bear, now possessed. He exuded a wild aura, a commanding presence without even anger. The man in black didn't directly answer him, but simply said, "It's been a while since I've been able to see Acala in this small place. I haven't stretched myself in ages. I'd like to spar with you."

The man in black walked forward step by step, and soul rings appeared one after another.

Two yellows. Zhao Wuji: Humph! Weak chicken.

Two purples. Zao Wou-Ki: Hmm? Some strength.

Four black. Zao Wou-Ki: oO? Zundu, fake dudu.

A red. Zao Wou-Ki:?! My life is over!
The man in black slowly raised his right hand, and suddenly, a black light condensed in his palm and turned into a huge black hammer.

"Title Douluo."

Zhao Wuji uttered these four words with difficulty, and his Acala body trembled a little. If he was a high-level existence among soul masters, then Titled Douluo was the pinnacle existence among soul masters.

The arrogance in his previous words disappeared completely. Zhao Wuji quickly bowed and saluted, "Excuse me, which senior is here to visit? Please don't joke with me."

"During the day, weren't we bullying those kids pretty good? I've discovered that bullying feels pretty good. Let me bully you too. Of course, you can think I'm just bullying the weak."

Without emitting any strong aura, the man in black walked towards Zhao Wuji step by step, holding the huge war hammer.

Zhao Wuji's mind raced. On the continent, there were only a handful of Titled Douluo, each with a name and surname. The Titled Douluo before him clearly possessed a hammer-type weapon spirit. Weapon spirits cultivated to the Titled Douluo level were even rarer. Who could he be? Could it be!
Suddenly, the man in black stopped ten meters away from Zhao Wuji.

"Since you're here, come out. What's the difference between one and two?"

As the figure flashed, another person appeared beside Zhao Wuji. When this person appeared, the expression on Zhao Wuji's face suddenly relaxed a little, "Boss, this senior..."

The man who came was Flanders. He waved his hand to Zhao Wuji, signaling him to be silent. Faced with the invisible pressure, Flanders had no choice but to release his martial spirit.

A pair of huge wings stretched out from behind him, and his whole body was covered with a layer of feathers. The pupils in his orange-yellow eyes stood upright, and seven soul rings of the same color as Zhao Wuji suddenly appeared, rhythmically moving up and down around his body.

"Greetings to His Majesty Haotian."

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath. After hearing his companion's words, he finally knew who the man in front of him was. His heart skipped a beat. Oh my god, when had he offended this terrifying guy?

The person before him was a Titled Douluo, hailed as the most powerful being in the spirit master world. His spirit had developed in exactly the same direction as his own, yet his own strength was but a mere spark of firefly light.

Tang Hao said coldly, "No need to be polite, I'm here to cause trouble. Cat-Owl Martial Spirit, level 78, worthy of being Flanders, the main fighter of the Golden Iron Triangle. This Shrek Academy is yours, right?"

Flanders nodded and said, "Yes, Your Majesty. I wonder how Zhao Wuji has offended Your Majesty. Could you please give me some face?"

Tang Hao said indifferently:
"Stop talking nonsense and stand aside. Otherwise, I'll beat you up too... Zhao Wuji, I'm giving you a chance. I don't need any martial spirits. If you can hold on to me for the time it takes to stick an incense stick, I'll leave immediately without saying anything. Otherwise, you have to do something for me."

Zhao Wuji smiled bitterly and said, "Your Majesty Haotian, I really don't understand how I have offended you. Can you please explain it to me first?" His meaning was very clear. Even if I die, I must die with a clear mind.

But Flanders, who was standing next to Zhao Wuji, immediately moved aside without any loyalty, and it was obvious that he was not going to care about Zhao Wuji anymore.

The man in black snorted coldly, "Need I tell you more? If the younger one gets beaten, the older one will naturally stand up and seek justice. This is only natural. Go ahead."

The huge object in the black-clothed man's hand and the nine soul rings on his body disappeared at the same time, but the next moment, he had arrived in front of Zhao Wuji.

Bang, boom, ah——

The sounds of collision, the surge of energy, groans, and screams echoed one after another in the woods.

Flanders, who was stretching his wings, couldn't help but cover his eyes and turn his head away, unable to bear to watch any longer.

(End of this chapter)