Douluo Continent: Twin Golden and Silver Dragons Shock Bibi Dong

He simply stood there quietly, letting the crossbow bolts fly towards him.

"Ding ding ding ding—!!!"

A series of crisp metallic clanging sounds rang out.

Those crossbow bolts, strong enough to pierce rocks, stopped abruptly three inches from Xuan Hao's body, as if they had hit an invisible wall!

It was a faint, blood-red aura that was almost invisible unless you looked closely.

The power of Qi and blood!

The crossbow bolts shattered into pieces under the shock of that vital energy, turning into scrap metal that clattered and fell to the ground.

"This...how is this possible?!"

Tang San stared wide-eyed at the broken crossbow bolts scattered on the ground, feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He knew all too well the power of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow; it was a deadly weapon that could even break through the defenses of a level 40 Soul Master!

They actually... couldn't even break through his defenses?!

He hasn't even activated his Martial Soul yet?!

"This...this is..."

Dai Mubai, standing to the side, was so wide-eyed that his eyes almost popped out of their sockets. As a Beast Soul Master, he was all too familiar with this kind of energy fluctuation, and it was precisely because of this familiarity that he felt a bottomless fear at this moment.

That wasn't a soul power shield; it was pure, powerful enough to penetrate the body and form a substantial defense!

Are you kidding me?!

Even Zhao Wuji, even a Soul Saint who specializes in physical cultivation, could not possibly cultivate his blood and qi to this extent!

Flanders was also horrified.

When he was young, he traveled all over the continent and had seen Soul Douluo who specialized in cultivating the power of qi and blood. Such people could shatter mountains with a single punch.

But he had never heard of anyone whose blood and qi were so powerful that a mere thin layer of energy could block such a level of hidden weapon attack!

What kind of monster is this boy?!

"Is this your trump card?"

Xuan Hao glanced down at the broken crossbow bolts on the ground, then looked up and glanced at Tang San, who was still in a shooting posture and stiff all over. "The workmanship is not bad, but unfortunately... the power is too weak."

As he spoke, his eyes sharpened.

"boom--!!"

A terrifying killing intent, or rather, an absolute suppression originating from the level of life, instantly enveloped Tang San!

Tang San felt as if the blood in his body had frozen at that moment, every muscle was trembling, and he didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

It wasn't just fear, but a kind of despair as if being targeted by a natural enemy!

Chapter 148 I don't know him at all!

……

"Tang San".

"This is a personal grudge between us."

“I understand that as a disciple, you cannot stand by and watch your teacher be humiliated. I admire this respect for your teacher.”

"So this time..."

Xuan Hao glanced at Xiao Wu, who was standing not far away with a worried expression, and his eyes softened slightly for a moment:

"I'll forgive you for Xiao Wu's sake."

"but."

"If there's a next time..."

"If you dare to show your claws to me again..."

"Then don't blame me for not giving someone face and chopping off your hands...!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, staring intently at Xuan Hao, wanting to speak, but found his throat as if it were being choked, unable to utter a sound. He could only roar wildly in his heart, but his body instinctively chose to submit under that oppressive aura.

At this time.

Yu Xiaogang, who had been slapped away, finally managed to get up from the ground with Flander's help.

Half of his face was swollen high, and the composure and calmness that he always had on his lips were now gone, leaving only a face full of dishevelment and humiliation.

He covered his face, his finger trembling as he pointed at Xuan Hao, his eyes filled with anger and disbelief:

"What do you mean by this, Your Excellency?!"

"I have no grudge against you, and we have never even met! Why do you humiliate me like this?!"

"Is this what they call the demeanor of a strong person?!"

"humiliation?"

Xuan Hao turned his head and looked at this man who had a righteous and awe-inspiring face but was actually extremely hypocritical. The disdain in his eyes was almost overflowing.

"It doesn't mean anything."

Xuan Hao shrugged, looking completely matter-of-fact:

"I just... don't like you."

"You could also say..."

"To vent my anger for someone."

"Someone?" Yu Xiaogang was taken aback. "Who?"

Does he not remember offending such a powerful person's friends or relatives?

“You don’t need to know,” Xuan Hao said calmly. “You only need to know that after hearing your suave remarks just now…”

"It makes me sick."

"When I heard that, I couldn't help but burst out laughing."

Before he could finish speaking...

"Snapped--!!!"

Another crisp slap rang out.

This time, although Xuan Hao still did not use his soul power, or even a tenth of his physical strength, the pure kinetic energy was still terrifying.

Yu Xiaogang spun like a top again and flew out, this time crashing through the screen next to him and rolling into a corner of the lobby.

Several teeth mixed with blood splattered out.

"puff--"

Yu Xiaogang lay on the ground, convulsing, trying to get up, but found that he had no strength left.

But what made him even more desperate was that he saw the lingering coldness in the boy's eyes.

He is very clear.

If he dares to stand up again, even if he only shows the slightest sign of defiance, that madman... will attack again!

He might even actually be killed!

Faced with the threat of death, this master, who always spoke of "dignity," made an extremely wise choice—

Playing dead.

He lay there on the ground, motionless, even his breathing slowed, letting the blood flow freely, as if he had truly fainted.

Looking at Yu Xiaogang lying motionless on the ground like a dead dog, the last bit of interest in Xuan Hao's eyes vanished.

He withdrew his gaze listlessly, put his hands in his pockets, turned around and walked out of the restaurant, not even bothering to say a word of politeness.

Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu exchanged glances, all keenly aware of Xuan Hao's current bad mood.

They, who would usually banter and tease each other, were now extremely obedient and kept their mouths shut. Even Xiao Wu didn't dare to hold his hand, but silently followed behind him and quickly left the messy restaurant.

The suffocating oppressive atmosphere in the hotel lobby only gradually dissipated after Xuan Hao and his group completely disappeared into the night.

"teacher!"

Tang San was the first to react. Ignoring his stiffness, he staggered to the corner, wanting to help Yu Xiaogang up from the ground, but afraid of touching his wounds, his hands trembled and hovered in mid-air, his eyes red-rimmed.

"Teacher...you..."

"Cough cough..."

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang, who had been "unconscious," finally let out a weak cough.

With Flander's help, he struggled to sit up from the pile of wood chips.

"Xiaogang! Are you alright?!"

"You scared me to death... I saw you weren't moving at all, and I thought that kid had really done that to you..."

Xuan Hao's strength is enough to crush Zhao Wuji head-on!

He was genuinely afraid that Yu Xiaogang, a mere level 29 Great Soul Master, would be instantly killed on the spot.

"I...I'm fine."

Yu Xiaogang gasped for breath, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. His speech was slightly slurred, but he still managed to maintain the last shred of dignity befitting a "master," waving his hand and saying in a hoarse voice:

"He...didn't kill him."

"That slap looked fierce, but it didn't actually damage my internal organs or bones. It was more... just to humiliate me."

"That's why I chose to remain silent and didn't stand up again."

“In that situation, if I were to act tough, I would only provoke that madman and make him continue to attack. That would be foolish and just asking for trouble.”

“As long as I don’t move, he will achieve his goal and leave naturally.”

Hearing this self-analysis, Flander opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Although that's the logic, saving your life is the most important thing.