Douluo V: I intercepted Xiao Wu at the start, and I tricked Tang San into becoming crippled.

As Zhao Wuji roared, he charged forward, clad in his Martial Soul True Body Armor.

His powerful soul force swept across the surroundings, and the seven soul rings around him shimmered, drawing everyone's attention.

However, before Zhao Wuji could get close to the Ten Thousand Year Serpent Vine Flower, an unexpected event occurred.

Two tails, each with a different appearance, emerged from behind the snake vine flower, catching him off guard and successfully blocking his attack.

"what?"

Before Zhao Wuji could continue to express his shock and disbelief, a tiger-like spirit beast pounced out and appeared before him.

The ball of soul power from the tiger's mouth shot out, instantly shattering Zhao Wuji's defenses.

Immediately afterwards, the tiger claw struck out, slapping Zhao Wuji away with a single blow.

“Pah—thump!”

"hiss!"

After falling to the ground, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but gasp.

One reason was the stinging pain on his face from the slap, but more importantly, he was shocked by the scene before him.

Before him, besides the ten-thousand-year-old soul beast that resembled a snake vine flower, there were two forty-thousand-year-old soul beasts with snake tails and beast bodies, and a fifty-thousand-year-old tiger-like soul beast with sharp teeth.

One is just over 10,000 years old, and three are around 50,000 years old.

Holy crap, he's stumbled upon a nest of ancient soul beasts!

Wait a moment.

As if he had thought of something, Zhao Wuji roared at Tang San.

"Tang San, tell me this is a snake vine flower?"

"That's a 40,000-year-old Blue-Eyed Nether Beast. Its tail looks like a snake's tail, but it's not! You even called Hong Jun blind? I think you're the blind one! You can't even tell the difference between tails, yet you act all mysterious and profound. I'll fucking swear to you..."

Tang San wanted to retort to Zhao Wuji's roar, but he was speechless.

Because he was caught in the aftershocks of the battle between Zhao Wuji and the ten-thousand-year-old soul beast!

Oscar, out of fear of death, stood behind Zhao Wuji and only tripped and fell again.

Because of his arrogance, he was hit by countless flying stones.

Now, he was not only covered in blood, but the two eggs his second brother had brought with him had also been smashed.

In addition, his head was also blown off by Ma Hongjun, who was also affected by the aftershocks of the battle.

As it fell from above, it kicked directly into its mouth.

So now, he couldn't even speak; his throat felt like it was about to explode, and he felt like he was about to die.

His eyes rolled back wildly, snot and tears streamed from his eyes, nose, and mouth, his whole body trembled violently, and his limbs twisted incessantly, like someone with polio—it was utterly miserable…

Chapter 91 Zhao Wuji's吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical remarks), Tang San's mentality collapses.

"Uncle (saves) me..."

Although Tang San's face was covered in snot, tears, and blood, and his facial muscles were twisted and grotesque, he was completely unrecognizable as a human being.

But he still managed to use the momentum of Ma Hongjun's body falling to pull the foot out of his mouth a little, and then he managed to make a sound.

"Made!"

Upon seeing this, Zhao Wuji's face immediately darkened.

This random gadget is causing me so much trouble.

If you were like Xiao Ao, and stood obediently at the back instead of standing so pretentious at the front, you would be fine.

Hongjun isn't very bright and doesn't have much intelligence. Are you the same?

He's terrible at the game but has a huge addiction to it, what a load of rubbish!

Although Zhao Wuji was very unhappy with Tang San's self-inflicted trouble that delayed the team, Tang San was, after all, a student of Shrek Academy and the son of Title Douluo Tang Hao, so he naturally had to save him.

Moreover, with a soul beast that is only ten thousand years old and three soul beasts that are around fifty thousand years old, such a lineup simply cannot keep him.

He is the infamous Immovable King in the Soul Master world, whose main strengths are being able to withstand attacks, fight hard, and be tough!

"boom!"

The next moment, Zhao Wuji unleashed all the soul power within his body, his soul rings flashing continuously.

In the blink of an eye, sand and stones flew, trees were blown about, and the scene became incredibly breathtaking.

Seven-ring Soul Saint, Immovable King Zhao Wuji is getting serious!

"!"

Upon seeing this, the four ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts immediately went into high alert, with none of them daring to relax their guard in the slightest.

According to Xiao Wu's man, his mission this time was simply to intimidate those three brats; there was no need to fight Zhao Wuji, the Seven-Ring Soul Saint.

"boom!"

Just as the four ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts were preparing to make another move, and then pretend to be defeated and scatter and run away.

A loud bang suddenly appeared right in front of them, and then Zhao Wuji and the others quickly disappeared without a trace.

Zhao Wuji simply led Tang San and the others away!

Holding Oscar in one hand and Ma Hongjun in the other, Tang San was dragged along the ground by a rattan cane tied around his waist.

Tang San is being treated the same way he treated his teacher Yu Xiaogang, except this time it's his teacher Zhao Wuji who is treating him this way.

Ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts: ...

Although they were completely baffled by the outcome, the four ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts eventually gave up the chase, choosing instead to let out a few token roars to set the mood.

Some time later, at the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest.

In a secluded patch of grass.

"Huhuhu..."

"We'll meet again someday, and I'll definitely beat you up."

Zhao Wuji casually tossed Tang San and the others to the ground, then plopped down on the ground, panting heavily, his eyes filled with lingering fear.

If those ten-thousand-year-old soul beasts hadn't been slow and hadn't been completely enraged and started fighting for their lives, he really wouldn't have been able to escape unscathed with Tang San and the others.

It's easy for one person to run away, but it's much harder to run away with three useless burdens!

"Dad, Dad, you..."

About half an hour later, Tang San finally woke up, and his expression changed drastically. He instinctively went home.

His face no longer showed relief at surviving the ordeal; instead, it became increasingly contorted with rage because of the stench of Ma Hongjun's feet, which made him want to vomit.

Ma Hongjun's foot is still in his mouth!

Made.

This noble Tang Clan disciple was actually forced to have his stinky feet stuffed into his mouth the whole way by a native who had no strength, no brains, no good looks, and no background.

Ma Hongjun, you've already chosen your own path to death!

Immediately afterwards, Tang San began to struggle, trying to pull Ma Hongjun's foot away.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, he ultimately failed.

Upon realizing this, a ruthless glint suddenly flashed in Tang San's eyes.

Immediately afterwards, an object appeared beneath his sleeve and began to slide slowly, with a faint chill emanating from it.

That's a hidden weapon!

The reason he was just criticized by everyone, the subsequent chase by a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast, and now being disgusted by Ma Hongjun all the way...

Everything, directly or indirectly, is closely related to the other party.

This pushed Tang San's patience with Ma Hongjun to its limit, and he felt a surge of murderous intent!

However, as if suddenly sensing something, Tang San's hidden weapon, which was about to slide out, froze.

"Son, please ask Master Zhao for help..."

The next moment, Tang San moved his gaze with difficulty and looked at Zhao Wuji, who had just emerged from the state of resting and recovering from the consumption of soul power.

The other person's eyes were fixed on him!

Left with no other choice, Tang San had to abandon his plan to use hidden weapons and instead feign madness to deceive his opponent.

Because, no matter how much he disliked Zhao Wuji, he knew he couldn't beat him in the current situation.

If he accidentally walks into the enemy's territory, even if he's desperate and goes all out, he'll most likely be killed instantly.

Therefore, he now only has one choice:

The Tang Clan's ultimate martial art: the art of forbearance!

In any case, a temporary concession does not mean it will last forever.

Sooner or later, all those who defy him will be eliminated by him one by one!