Douluo Continent: Transmigrated into Tang San's Younger Sister and Became a God with Two Martia

Chapter 22 Zhao Wuji Gets a Beating

What they need to do now is stall.

The Mighty King Kong Bear's true form only lasts for thirty minutes.

However, even the five of them combined were no match for Zhao Wuji, let alone now that they were facing Zhao Wuji who had unleashed his Martial Soul True Form.

At first, Zhao Wuji tried his best to dodge the fireballs, but he soon realized it was all in vain. The fireballs seemed to have a life of their own and were chasing after him.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge it, Zhao Wuji suddenly stopped and turned around, but he still underestimated the power of the fireball.

The fireball struck him, intensely hot. Despite his true form as the Mighty Vajra Bear, the flames still left marks on his body.

Zhao Wuji shouted, "Tang Nian, you little girl are really ruthless." With that, he stopped fighting and quickly turned to dodge.

But at that moment, Tang Nian's third spirit ring lit up again. The second use of the Crimson Lotus Heart Seal would be superimposed on the flame mark left on the enemy last time, with an amplification of thirty percent.

If that fireball were to hit us, we'd be lucky to escape with our lives, or at least suffer serious injuries.

"This is never going to end." Zhao Wuji thought angrily. He knew that his only chance was to finish Tang Nian off before he could unleash his soul skill.

Zhao Wuji's speed suddenly increased, and he seemed to arrive at Tang Nian's side in just one step. His second soul skill lit up, and a huge palm was raised.

The second soul skill, Vajra Palm, was Zhao Wuji's palm instantly turned golden after being infused with soul power, doubling in size, and was directly struck towards Tang Nian.

"Niannian!" Tang San shouted worriedly. He rushed towards Tang Nian, wanting to protect her behind him, as Tang Nian was too far away from the four of them.

No one expected Zhao Wuji, who had been on the defensive, to suddenly attack, but Tang Nian seemed to have anticipated it. Her second soul skill lit up, and the Binding Vine tightly wrapped around her, presenting a protective posture.

Zhao Wuji's giant palm descended, this time with all his might. He wanted to see just how strong this little girl, Tang Nian, really was.

The binding vines were shattered, breaking off section by section and falling to the ground. Tang Nian then coughed up a mouthful of blood, just as Zhao Wuji was about to attack her.

A purple light flashed in Tang San's eyes, and instantly ten cold lights appeared between Tang San's ten fingers, shooting towards Zhao Wuji's eyes, shoulders, throat, heart, knees, groin, and lower abdomen—vital points.

Zhao Wuji's weakest skill is dodging, and given that he is currently in the form of his Martial Soul True Body, Zhao Wuji ultimately chose to confront the enemy head-on.

With his two bear paws positioned one above the other, he blocked his eyes with the upper paw and his genitals with the lower paw. He activated the Fudo Myoo technique, and within the powerful golden light, all the cold light was deflected and did not cause any harm to Zhao Wuji.

Tang Nian knew that what Tang San was using was called a hidden weapon.

She had been in this world for so long that she could hardly remember her entire life as a police officer, let alone the books she had read in that lifetime.

Having been in Douluo Continent for so long, she has completely integrated into this place.

Tang San's hidden weapons were incredibly varied and bizarre. The onlookers stared wide-eyed at the objects that kept flying out of Tang San's body. These objects followed unpredictable paths, making them extremely difficult to dodge.

In just a short while, the incense had burned down to just a little bit.

Zhao Wuji cursed, "Are you a hedgehog?" He paused, then said, "It's time to end this."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he was bound by vines behind him, leaving only his face exposed. The vines tightened, and Zhao Wuji's face turned somewhat purple.

The person behind the scenes was Tang Nian, but Tang Nian didn't think it was a big deal. Zhao Wuji, a level 76 Soul Saint, was able to compete with the four Great Soul Masters and one Soul Venerable, so whatever methods they used were reasonable.

Out of the corner of her eye, Tang Nian noticed that the incense had burned out. With a wave of her hand, she retracted the vines, and Zhao Wuji fell to the ground. At this moment, his lips also began to turn purple.

He clutched his throat and began to cough violently. "Tang Nian, you seem so gentle and kind, but you can be really ruthless when you get going."

Tang Nian's lips curled up, her eyes shining brightly with laughter. "Teacher Zhao, this is called 'all's fair in war'."

Seeing Zhao Wuji's embarrassed expression, Dai Mubai wanted to laugh but dared not. Suppressing his laughter, he shouted loudly, "Oscar, we have a customer."

Upon hearing that business had arrived, Oscar was wide awake and rushed over, his face beaming with excitement. "Where's the business? Where's the business?"

Dai Mubai pointed to the group behind him and said, "Get some sausages; they're all injured."

"Five copper soul coins each, pay me the bill at the end, and I'll give you a big sausage—" As Oscar finished speaking, a large, fragrant sausage appeared in his hand.

Tang Nian casually picked up two sausages, handed one to Tang San, and said, "Eat it, brother. Although his soul spell is a bit strange, this sausage can quickly heal physical injuries."

After saying that, Tang Nian ate the sausage one bite at a time in front of everyone. Tang San saw that Tang Nian had eaten it, so he didn't think much of it and ate it one bite at a time as well.

Tang Nian's thinking was simple: Oscar's soul skill was just like hers—these things were beyond her control.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

She usually just makes a joke or teases, and she doesn't discriminate against any martial soul or soul skill from the bottom of her heart.

"Oscar, sausage, and bacon, give me one of each."

Tang San's hidden weapon did hit him squarely. Although he managed to expel some of it with his soul power, the areas on his body that were supposed to swell were still swollen.

Oscar found it a bit strange. "Who are you, you idiot? What are you doing in our academy? And you even know my name?"

"I am Zhao Wuji! Do you want to get beaten up?" Zhao Wuji said angrily.

Oscar paused for a moment, then said, "I have a small sausage." He handed both the sausage and the Chinese sausage to Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji didn't stand on ceremony with him and ate it all up. His complexion immediately improved a lot.

But when Oscar handed the sausages to the remaining people, they were all refused without exception.

Tang Nian looked at Zhao Wuji with a smile and said, "Teacher Zhao, do you consider them to have passed?"

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, "Consider it passing." He grabbed his feet, turned around, and was about to leave. He, a dignified Soul Saint, had lost to five little kids. He could already imagine how the people from the academy would laugh at him.

Just then, Tang San called out to Zhao Wuji, saying, "Teacher Zhao, I had no choice but to go all out in the situation just now. Let me take out the hidden weapons from your body. Those things are poisonous, and it's not good for them to stay in your body."

When the dragon whisker needle was removed, even Fudo Myoo's face twitched involuntarily; it hurt, it really hurt.

The precious tickets in the hands of the cheerleaders!

(End of this chapter)