Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body

Feng Xiaotian's eyes widened, and his mouth gaped open, unable to close.

Huo Wu crouched down and examined the wolf bandits' corpses, discovering that each wolf bandit had been killed with a single, clean blow, the force precise and accurate.

"He's a master." Huo Wu stood up, dusting off her hands. "A very high-level master."

Their teammates got up from the ground and ran to Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu, chattering away.

"A teenager saved us!"

"He looks younger than us, but his strength is ridiculously high!"

"He killed one wolf bandit with each punch, and dozens of wolf bandits were all killed in less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea!"

"He can fly! He just flew away!"

Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wu exchanged a glance, both seeing shock in each other's eyes.

The boy who can fly can take down wolf thieves with a single punch, and he's even younger than them.

What level of cultivation must that be?

Contra?

Title Douluo?

Huo Wu recalled that when she was having dinner at the hotel last night, there was a young man in white sitting at the next table. He was very handsome and had an outstanding temperament.

She glanced at it a couple more times and was deeply impressed.

According to his teammates' descriptions, the boy who saved the person seems to be somewhat similar to the boy in white from last night; at least they are both described as handsome.

"Could it be him?"

Huo Wu muttered to herself, a strange light flashing in her eyes.

Feng Xiaotian didn't notice her expression. He squatted on the ground, examining the wolf bandits' corpses with a furrowed brow.

"This technique, this power, is definitely from a Soul Douluo or higher level expert." He stood up, looking in the direction where Yang Jian disappeared, filled with emotion, "I never imagined there was such a genius on the continent."

Huo Wu didn't speak. She just looked at the horizon, at the figure that was no longer visible, and a feeling of admiration welled up in her heart.

……

Yang Jianfei was on the sea, the sea breeze was salty and the waves were surging.

He didn't know where Poseidon Island was, so he could only try his luck.

He flew here and there on the sea, while simultaneously conducting a mental search.

The ocean was so vast, so boundless, that he flew for ten whole days without seeing even a single island.

He began to wonder if he had flown in the wrong direction.

Just as he was about to give up and ask a sea spirit beast for directions, a loud fighting sound came from ahead.

With a deafening roar, the waves surged, and blood stained the sea red.

Yang Jianfei went over and saw a large group of sea spirit beasts fighting each other.

On one side was the demonic orca, enormous in size, entirely black, with sharp teeth, and incredibly ferocious.

The largest of them all was the leader, over twenty meters long, and exuded a suffocating aura of power—a hundred-thousand-year-old demonic orca!

On the other side is the Demon Soul Great White Shark, which is slightly smaller but faster and more agile. It is entirely white and looks like streaks of white lightning darting through the water.

The leader, also over twenty meters long, radiated a soft white light—a 100,000-year-old demonic great white shark!

The two groups of sea spirit beasts fought fiercely, their blood staining a large area of ​​the sea, and their corpses floating on the surface, a shocking sight.

Yang Jian recognized them.

The Demon Orca and the Demon Soul Great White Shark are natural enemies; they fight to the death whenever they meet.

He had seen it in the Soul Beast Encyclopedia, but he never expected to see it in person today.

Chapter 153 Poseidon Island

After thinking it over, Yang Jian decided to lend a hand to the Demon Soul Great White Shark.

It wasn't for any other reason than that he remembered that in the original story, the Demon Soul Great White Shark was the guardian of Seagod Island, and that 100,000-year-old Demon Soul Great White Shark was named Little White, and was Poseidon's partner.

If he wants to go to Poseidon Island, having Xiaobai lead the way is the fastest way.

Yang Jian descended from the sky and landed on the sea, standing between two 100,000-year-old soul beasts.

When the leader of the demonic orcas saw a human suddenly appear, he was stunned at first, then opened his blood-red maw and bit at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian raised his right foot and kicked the demonic orca leader in the chin.

"boom!"

The demonic orca leader's body flew out of the water, tumbled several times in the air, and then crashed heavily onto the sea, splashing up a huge spray of water.

Its jaw was kicked to pieces, and blood gushed from the wound, staining a large area of ​​the sea red.

The other demonic orcas were terrified when they saw their leader beaten like this, and they turned and ran away.

The Demon Soul Great White Sharks were also stunned, staring at Yang Jian with disbelief in their eyes.

The 100,000-year-old demonic great white shark swayed and transformed into a young girl.

She was wearing a long white dress, her hair was also white, her eyes were blue, and her face was delicate, but at this moment she was filled with shock.

"Who...who are you?" Xiaobai's voice trembled slightly.

Yang Jian smiled and said in a flat tone, "Just a human passing by."

Xiao Bai looked at him warily and took a few steps back.

Although this human just helped her, she cannot let her guard down.

There has never been true friendship between humans and spirit beasts.

Who knows if this human has ulterior motives?

"What do you want to do?" Xiaobai's voice was wary.

Yang Jian didn't beat around the bush and went straight to the point: "I want to go to Seagod Island. Can you take me there?"

Xiao Bai frowned.

Poseidon Island is a forbidden land that the Great White Sharks of the Demon Soul have guarded for generations.

This human wants to go to Poseidon Island; he definitely has ulterior motives.

She shook her head, her tone firm: "No."

"Why?" Yang Jian asked.

"Poseidon Island doesn't welcome humans." Xiaobai's tone turned colder. "Considering you helped me earlier, I won't make things difficult for you. You can leave now; I won't take you to Poseidon Island."

Yang Jian sighed, knowing it wouldn't be that easy, but he wasn't in a hurry.

“I can help you kill that 100,000-year-old demonic orca.” Yang Jian held up a finger, his tone relaxed. “In exchange, you take me to Seagod Island. Fair trade, no cheating.”

A hint of hesitation flashed in Xiaobai's eyes.

The 100,000-year-old demonic orca is the mortal enemy of their demonic soul great white shark. The two have fought for tens of thousands of years, and neither can defeat the other.

If this human can really kill it, then it's not impossible for her to take him to Poseidon Island.

But she was still unsure whether this human had any other motives.

"Kill it first."

Xiao Bai gritted his teeth and decided to first assess the human's strength.

Yang Jian smiled and turned to look at the leader of the demonic orcas that was still struggling on the surface of the sea.

He raised his right hand and threw a punch.

The fist wind transformed into a golden beam of light, falling from the sky and striking the head of the demonic orca leader.

"boom!"

The demonic orca leader's head exploded, splattering blood and brain matter everywhere.

Its body twitched a few times, then it remained still, floating on the sea like a small mountain.

Yang Jian withdrew his fist, clapped his hands, and turned to look at Xiaobai.

"Now, can you take me to Poseidon Island?"

Xiao Bai's eyes widened, his mouth gaped open, and he was completely dumbfounded.

One punch.

The 100,000-year-old demonic orca was killed with a single punch.

Just how strong is this human?

She swallowed hard and nodded.

"Okay... I'll take you there."

Xiao Bai led the way, and Yang Jian followed silently behind.

The sea breeze blows, the waves surge, one person is in the sky, and the other is on the sea, they are cooperating quite well.

Xiao Bai occasionally glanced back at Yang Jian, her eyes still showing a hint of wariness.

Yang Jian didn't care, since he had a clear conscience.

The day passed quickly.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and the color of the sea changes from azure to orange-red, and then from orange-red to deep blue.

As the last rays of sunlight disappeared below the horizon, an island appeared in Yang Jian's field of vision.

That island is huge, so huge that you can't see the end of it.

The island is lush with green trees, birdsong, and fragrant flowers, forming a striking contrast with the vast sea surrounding it.

The island's perimeter is a golden beach, scattered with colorful seashells that gleam softly in the moonlight.

Behind the beach is a dense forest, with tall trees and lush foliage, layer upon layer, like a natural green barrier.