Douluo V: Starting with daily check-ins, I'm trying to trick Xiao Wu into becoming my wife.

A gigantic, illusory image of a Vajra Bear solidified and took shape behind him.

With its ferocious eyes and gaping maw, the bear roared across the land, its oppressive aura terrifying beyond measure!

Facing the terrifying aura of a Soul Saint at close range, Tang San and his companions tensed up and were deeply shaken.

My pores were taut, and my soul power almost stopped flowing.

Tang San clenched his fists tightly, his eyes filled with solemnity.

"This is the power of a Soul Saint..."

"Simply releasing soul power creates such a world-destroying sense of oppression!"

Xiao Wu bit her red lips, a hint of unease rising in her heart.

"Can we... really hold them off?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she immediately remembered Ao Yin's confident look and instantly regained her composure.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Brother Ao has never lost! If he says he can do it, he definitely can!"

Looking at the tense or determined expressions of the group, Zhao Wuji waved his hand lazily, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.

"Alright, kids, go ahead and do it."

"I'll take care of the four of you first, then I'll deal with that arrogant guy from earlier!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his fighting spirit was completely ignited!

Tang San's eyes sharpened, and without further hesitation, he shouted in a deep voice.

"Everyone... stick to tactics!"

hum!

A flash of blue light, and the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul instantly possessed him!

Countless supple and robust blue silver grasses burst forth from the ground, carrying a sharp gust of wind, and shot densely toward Zhao Wuji!

At the same time, Xiao Wu, Ning Rongrong, and Zhu Zhuqing simultaneously activated their martial spirits!

The three-colored soul light shone brightly, and the aura instantly soared to its peak!

"receive!"

"Attack!"

"Um!"

The wind howled and the soul power surged throughout the entire arena!

Shrek's fourth challenge, the practical assessment, has officially begun!

...

"First Soul Skill: Pole Vault!"

Bang bang bang!

Tang San moved with lightning speed, his blue silver pole whistling through the air as he instantly used the force to shift his position and seize the optimal output position.

But Zhao Wuji in front of him simply ignored Tang San's attempts to restrain him.

As a level 76 Soul Saint, the restraints of ordinary Soul Venerables are child's play in his eyes!

His gaze sharpened, locking onto Ning Rongrong in the back row, his eyes filled with ruthless determination.

In Soul Master team battles, eliminating the support character first is common sense!

"Little one, you can leave now!"

boom!

Zhao Wuji slammed his fists into the ground!

The earth cracked and exploded instantly, and several boulders surged forth, carrying violent wind pressure, and crashed straight towards Ning Rongrong, who was completely defenseless!

Everyone's heart clenched!

not good!

Tang San's expression changed drastically, and he desperately threw out his Blue Silver Grass in an attempt to rescue her.

But the distance is too far, there's simply no time!

Just as the boulder was about to crush Ning Rongrong—

hum!

A staff of ice and fire descended from the sky, blocking Zhao Wuji's attack on Ning Rongrong. The extremely violent ice and fire power exploded instantly, shattering the incoming boulder into dust!

The shockwaves rippled outwards, and Ning Rongrong lost control of her body, staggering backward involuntarily.

The next instant, a strong arm gently embraced her waist, steadily supporting the swaying girl.

The warmth emanated from the fabric.

Ao Yin stood in front of her, his broad hand resting lightly on her slender waist, not too close, but just enough to steady her unbalanced body.

Ning Rongrong's breath hitched slightly, and she subconsciously looked up, meeting the boy's calm and deep eyes.

They were so close that they could smell the faint aura of ice and fire soul power emanating from him. Their hearts skipped a beat, and a thin layer of heat quietly rose on their cheeks.

She has always been proud and stubborn, refusing to show weakness. The words of thanks that were on the tip of her tongue got stuck in her throat, and she just couldn't say them.

She could only turn her head slightly, her long eyelashes trembling gently, deliberately avoiding Ao Yin's gaze.

Ao Yin noticed Ning Rongrong's slight unease and withdrew his hand at the opportune moment.

Ao Yin glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, said nothing more, and turned to look at Tang San, his tone calm and sharp.

"Tang San, team battles are not individual performances."

"You're being too reckless, focusing only on advancing and ignoring those behind you."

Tang San's breath hitched, and he felt a pang of guilt.

indeed.

If Ao Yin hadn't intervened, Ning Rongrong would have been eliminated immediately.

He suppressed his emotions, his gaze becoming serious.

"All personnel in position, launch the coordinated attack as planned!"

The next instant, two clear and delicate shouts rang out!

"Of the seven treasures, the first is strength!"

"Seven treasures are famous, the second is speed!"

Having learned from the previous experience, Ning Rongrong dared not be negligent in the slightest. She immediately activated two auxiliary soul skills, and the seven-colored halo enveloped Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.

"My strength and speed have both increased, it feels great!"

boom!

Using Tang San's Blue Silver Pole vaulting point, Xiao Wu spun in mid-air, instantly appearing behind Zhao Wuji. Her long legs, whipped with wind, hurtled straight towards his face with a powerful kick.

However, the result was not satisfactory.

"Little girl, you must be hungry to have such strength?"

The leg technique that used to be able to shatter boulders was like kicking a steel plate when it hit Zhao Wuji's body. The opponent remained firmly rooted to the spot, not moving an inch.

"It's still far from perfect; it needs more polishing."

"snort!"

Xiao Wu was filled with resentment. She grabbed the blue silver vine that Tang San had thrown out and used the pull to quickly retreat and create distance.

Just as she was about to pull away, her eyes were covered with an eerie crimson veil.

Allure!

Almost at the same time, a dark figure silently crept up behind Zhao Wuji.

With her black hair flying in the wind and cat ears appearing, a cold and beautiful face was revealed, revealing Zhu Zhuqing, who was hiding and waiting for her opportunity!

shhhhhh...

His figure blurred, and with an explosive burst of speed, he silently pressed against Zhao Wuji's back, his sharp and ferocious blade tearing towards Zhao Wuji's vitals!

Just then, Tang San's eyes sharpened, and he shouted in a low voice!

"Second Soul Skill, Parasite!"

Tang San let out a low shout, and his long-hidden killing move was instantly detonated!

The tiny vines, invisible to the naked eye, had already quietly fallen into the gaps between Zhao Wuji's skin and flesh during the earlier entanglement.

At this moment, they all broke through the soil and grew wildly!

Vines burst forth from his body, tightly binding his limbs and joints, locking away the flow of soul power!

Seeing this, Zhao Wuji was not angry at all. Instead, his eyes lit up and he showed admiration.

"Is there a vine in your body?"

"That soul skill was cleverly concealed!"

"You bunch of brats, your teamwork is surprisingly good!"

Boom!

The words had barely left his mouth!

The oppressive aura of a level 76 Soul Saint exploded with a deafening roar!

The massive phantom of the Mighty Vajra Bear soared into the air, its violent soul power sweeping across the entire field!

All the parasitic vines crumbled inch by inch, turning into nothing but ashes!

Xiao Wu's enchanting illusion and Zhu Zhuqing's close-range attack were instantly forced back by the powerful shockwave!

In the original story, the two would definitely be severely injured and exhausted at this moment.

But in that instant, another unexpected event occurred!

Just as the shockwave was about to hit the two women, a shadow of an ice and fire dragon-shaped staff suddenly shot out from the sky!

Ao Yin wielded the Panlong Staff, tearing apart the overwhelming wind pressure with a single blow!

The violent shockwave was forcibly cleaved apart in an instant. After protecting Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing was impacted by the shockwave, staggered, and almost lost her balance and fell.

Ao Yin reached out his left hand and gently grasped her slender wrist with his fingertips, pulling her steady with a slight force.

Fingertips touched, cool skin brushed against each other.

Zhu Zhuqing stiffened slightly, but Ao Yin, seeing that she had regained her footing, did not linger.

"Be careful," Ao Yin said calmly.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, the wind from the stick swept across, blocking all the remaining force and protecting Zhu Zhuqing to a safe distance!

"Brother Ao! I'm fine! We can keep fighting!" Xiao Wu gritted her teeth and stood firm, full of fighting spirit.

"Need not."

Ao Yin's tone was crisp and his aura was overwhelming.

"You all rest where you are."

"Zhuqing, you stay with the two of them."

"Leave the rest to me!"

Zhu Zhuqing's cold and beautiful eyebrows twitched slightly. She looked at the young man's composed profile, and a warmth quietly spread through her heart.

After a few seconds of silence, he softly uttered a single word.

"it is good."

The voice, though soft, was no longer cold, but rather carried a hint of...gentleness.

Ao Yin took it all in and understood. Zhu Zhuqing's affection for him was steadily growing!