Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

Chapter 84 It Doesn't Hurt at All
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Not far outside Nottingham, at the foot of a deserted hillside.

To wait for Tang San, Xuanming temporarily stayed here. Because his appearance was inconvenient, he would go to secluded places to cultivate during the day, hiding himself, which made him somewhat uncomfortable.

For the first few days, Xuanming came out alone, but after a few days, Xiaowu noticed that he kept running out of the city, and the bold little rabbit quietly followed him.

However, she didn't dare to talk to Xuanming. She just hid behind the hillside and watched, also helping to keep watch.

"Senior, are you... schizophrenic?"

I don't know where she got the courage, but when Xuanming was resting and sitting down to cook something, Xiaowu tentatively came over.

“A little,” Xuanming said.

Even setting aside the Ice Dragon King and the Fire Dragon King, he did indeed suffer from some kind of mental split due to the mutation of his martial soul.

My brain has split into two.

"So you are... the new personality after your transformation?" Xiao Wu asked tentatively.

When a 100,000-year-old soul beast transforms into human form, it's not simply a matter of dispersing its cultivation and rebuilding. Its soul also undergoes a metamorphosis, no longer reverting to its former soul beast form.

But the way this person used to turn on the air conditioning is very different from how they do now.

The way he used to exude coldness, so arrogant and disdainful, looking down on them with the air of someone at the pinnacle of soul beasts.

Although it looks a bit scary now, it's still quite polite!
“No,” Xuanming said.

"The situation is a bit complicated, and I... don't want to explain, it's too much trouble."

"Oh..." Xiao Wu didn't dare to ask any more questions. She hugged her legs and sat down to the side, taking out a carrot and starting to eat it.

"Excuse me, are you a man... or a woman?"

"You're so pretty, and your hair looks great too, you must be a girl, right?"

Xuanming's expression froze for a moment. "I'm a man."

"Huh?" Xiao Wu looked confused.

Dragons, especially male ones, shouldn't they be very irritable and look incredibly arrogant at first glance?
How can someone be so quiet and polite?

However, maintaining such a peculiar appearance even after transforming does indeed fit the disdainful nature of male dragons...

"Have you always been this bold?" Xuanming was speechless.

Before, she would shrink behind Arou when she saw him, her two short legs trembling uncontrollably, but now she dares to take the initiative to talk to him.

"I'll give you my life from now on, can't I even say a word?" Xiao Wu said somewhat guiltily.

Xuanming was speechless for a moment, quickly finished his food, and got up to continue practicing the Blood Spear.

"Senior, did you just take human form?"

"How did you manage to condense a thousand-year spirit ring with your second spirit ring?"

"Senior, you can carry this on your back..."

"senior……"

Seemingly testing Xuanming's temper, Xiaowu grew bolder and bolder, gradually unleashing her true nature. Like a curious child, she sat on the side asking all sorts of questions, even though Xuanming completely ignored her.

Whoosh!
Finally, Xuanming couldn't take it anymore and flung the blood spear away, grazing Xiaowu's hair before embedding it in the ground.

Xiao Wu was so frightened that her face turned pale and her whole body trembled.

Xuanming walked over expressionlessly, picked up the blood spear, and patted Xiaowu's rabbit head. "Could you please be quiet?"

"Hmm..." Xiao Wu hugged her legs with a wronged expression and shut her mouth.

Xuanming sighed, "If you're really bored, come and fight me."

He could tell that Xiao Wu was very scared. She mustered up her courage to come to him and even took the initiative to talk to him so much. She probably wanted to discuss the sacrifice with him.

Arou hopes he can help Xiaowu live a few more years, and Xiaowu probably feels the same way.

"I... I dare not." Xiao Wu's eyes were red as she looked fearfully at the blood spear in Xuan Ming's hand.

“I don’t need it.” Xuanming put away the blood spear.

"Then... you won't use them to bite me, will you?" Xiao Wu pointed nervously to the two dragons on Xuan Ming's back.

The Ice Dragon King wasn't always online; when she wasn't busy, she would sleep and rest, just like the Fire Dragon King. "No, I won't bully you," Xuan Ming said.

"You won't bully me?" Xiao Wu's expression was a little strange.

You're a dragon, yet you're hitting a rabbit like me? Aren't you bullying me?
You shameless dragon!
"So, are you going to fight or not?" Xuanming asked.

"Attack!" Xiao Wu sprang up from the ground, her eyes shining as she looked at Xuan Ming.

She's never fought a dragon before!

"I'm here!" Xiao Wu called out, completing her Martial Soul Possession. With her legs slightly bent, she pushed off with all her might, launching herself at an incredible speed, her toes aimed at Xuan Ming's chin.

Xuanming took a half step back, dodging Xiaowu's flying kick, and then grabbed her ankle.

The moment Xiao Wu's ankle was grabbed, she nimbly spun in the air, her other leg sweeping like a whip towards Xuan Ming's arm.

Xuanming subconsciously let go, and Xiaowu took the opportunity to use her waist to perform a somersault in the air before landing steadily.

Immediately afterwards, she moved with lightning speed, rushing towards Xuanming again. The moment she got close to Xuanming, she suddenly grabbed his neck with both hands and wrapped her legs around him, her whole body tightly coiled around Xuanming like a serpent.

Xuanming was also fighting in close combat for the first time. He did not expect Xiaowu to react so quickly and use her soft skills so skillfully. Just as he was about to exert force to throw Xiaowu away, he felt that Xiaowu's legs were like iron clamps, tightly clamping his neck, and her hands were also tightly gripping his shoulders.

A sly glint flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes, and she shouted, "First Soul Skill - Waist Bow!"

With a flash of the yellow spirit ring, Xiao Wu's waist strength instantly increased dramatically. Using the power wrapped around Xuan Ming, she twisted her waist violently, using her entire body to exert force, and actually managed to lift Xuan Ming's even taller body up.

Xuanming lost his balance in mid-air. Xiaowu seized the opportunity, released her hands, and pushed off with her legs. Xuanming was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing heavily to the ground and raising a cloud of dust.

Xiao Wu landed lightly, clapped her hands, and smiled triumphantly, "I won!"

Xuanming stood up, showing no signs of injury. He looked at Xiaowu, but there was no anger or embarrassment at his mishap.

"Since you've even used your soul skill, I can't hold back too much." Xuanming patted the dust off his body.

Xiao Wu's eye twitched slightly, and she felt a little guilty. "Um... it's getting late, how about we... fight again tomorrow?"

Xuanming looked at Xiaowu, "What do you think?"

"..."

"Ow!"

"I was wrong! I was wrong!"

"Senior! I know I was wrong!"

"Ah! Mom!"

……

As darkness fell, Xuanming, who had been cultivating all day, returned to the city with Xiaowu.

"Xiao Wu, what... what's wrong?"

Seeing Xiao Wu's bruised and swollen face, A Rou was dumbfounded.

Did they get into a fight?
"I..." Xiao Wu gritted her teeth, glaring at Xuan Ming with a mixture of fear and anger.

"Hmm?" Xuanming turned around and glanced at Xiaowu.

"I accidentally tripped and fell!" Xiao Wu immediately chickened out.

"You fell...?" Arou's expression was a little unnatural.

This is probably not something that can be resolved with just one fall!
"I fell down the hillside," Xiao Wu said.

"Does it hurt?" Arou knelt down with some concern to check on Xiaowu's condition.

"It doesn't hurt!" Xiao Wu said through gritted teeth.

"It doesn't hurt at all!"

"Does it really not hurt?" Arou cautiously reached out and touched Xiaowu's panda eye.

"what!!"

"Mommy! It hurts!"

"..."

(End of this chapter)