The Ten Goddesses of Douluo Continent are all my Martial Souls

At this moment, Zhao Wuji's body also grew to more than five meters tall, with all his muscles bulging high in an exaggerated manner.

It transformed into a real giant bear.

His brownish-yellow eyes exuded a very domineering aura.

Zhao Wuji's large hands became exceptionally heavy.

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Chapter 195 I, Ye Dongxuan, am invincible!

And its brownish-yellow fur was growing wildly at an extremely rapid pace.

When Zhao Wuji's body completely transformed into a giant bear, his brownish-yellow fur turned into a brilliant gold.

"I hope my Martial Soul True Body can withstand this boy's palm strike."

Zhao Wuji's face was full of solemnity.

The Martial Soul True Body is a soul skill that only a seven-ring Soul Saint can use, and it is also the strongest trump card of a seven-ring Soul Saint.

Once this soul skill is used, it can be used indefinitely for thirty minutes on all soul skills below the seventh ring, except for the Martial Soul True Body.

Its power is 150% of the original.

Moreover, Zhao Wuji's defense will also increase by 200%.

The only drawback of the Martial Soul True Form is that after each use, one's own attributes will be weakened by 50%, and it will take seven days to fully recover.

Just as Zhao Wuji unleashed his Martial Soul True Form, Ye Dongxuan's palm struck Zhao Wuji's chest with tremendous force.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The next moment, Zhao Wuji's expression changed again.

It turned as pale as paper, without a trace of blood.

Because he sensed a terrifying power emanating from Ye Dongxuan's palm.

This power was like a massive tsunami sweeping across the heavens and the earth; it seemed that any single wave could destroy the entire world.

Even Zhao Wuji, a seven-ring Soul Saint, felt a profound sense of powerlessness when faced with this tsunami-like power.

Even when he unleashed his Martial Soul True Body, he was unable to withstand this powerful force.

"How is this possible? How can you possess such powerful soul power?"

"Are you Contra?"

"A teenage Contra Master? How is that possible?"

Zhao Wuji swallowed hard.

In those brown-yellow eyes, an expression of disbelief flickered wildly.

If Zhao Wuji hadn't witnessed firsthand the immense strength of a young boy, he would never have believed that a twelve or thirteen-year-old could rival the power of a Soul Douluo.

Do not!

Even though he saw it with his own eyes, and even though he experienced it firsthand, he still couldn't believe it!

After all, in the Douluo Continent, let alone breaking through to the Soul Douluo realm at the age of twelve or thirteen, there isn't even anyone who can break through to the four-ring Soul Master realm!

Therefore, Zhao Wuji was so shocked after sensing the terrifying power in Ye Dongxuan's palm.

However, if the shocked Zhao Wuji knew that Ye Dongxuan's true combat strength was not only at the Soul Douluo level, but had reached the Title Douluo level, it would definitely shock Zhao Wuji even more.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Under Ye Dongxuan's palm strike, Zhao Wuji's martial spirit true form was completely shattered.

Zhao Wuji's original height of over five meters was reduced back to less than two meters, and his extremely exaggerated muscles quickly shrank.

The golden-brown fur covering Zhao Wuji slowly faded away.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

With a somewhat muffled sound, Zhao Wuji, whose Martial Soul True Body had been shattered, flew backward like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

After tracing an arc several tens of meters in mid-air, Zhao Wuji's burly body was embedded in a thick wall.

"You, Zhao Wuji, aren't you known as the Immovable King? How come you can't even withstand a single palm strike from me?"

Looking at Zhao Wuji, who was stuck in the wall and couldn't get down, Ye Dongxuan shrugged and said calmly.

When Ye Dongxuan struck Zhao Wuji, he didn't unleash his full power; he only used a fraction of his strength.

After all, Ye Dongxuan's full power was enough to kill ordinary Title Douluos and was comparable to Super Douluos with a soul power of 95 or higher.

If Ye Dongxuan had unleashed his full power in that palm strike, Zhao Wuji would be dead by now.

Moreover, Zhao Wuji's body would be blasted into dust and completely dissipate into the world.

Ye Dongxuan did not want to kill Zhao Wuji; he only wanted to defeat him. Therefore, he only used a fraction of his strength.

This palm strike, which only mobilized a fraction of its power, was something that not only Zhao Wuji couldn't withstand, but even Flander, the dean of Shrek Academy, couldn't withstand!

"Pfft!"

Upon hearing Ye Dongxuan's words, Zhao Wuji, who was embedded in the wall, opened his mouth as if to say something.

However, just as Zhao Wuji opened his mouth, before he could utter a word, a stream of bright red blood gushed out from it.

"Pfft!"

Zhao Wuji, who was vomiting blood, quickly closed his mouth and swallowed the surging blood.

However, a little blood still slowly seeped out from the corner of Zhao Wuji's mouth.

Seeing Zhao Wuji's miserable state, Ye Dongxuan shrugged noncommittally and said indifferently:

"I remember, before we even started, you said that if I could defeat you, you, Zhao Wuji, would become my slave?"

Upon hearing Ye Dongxuan's words, Zhao Wuji's face turned ashen.

indeed!

Before even making a move, Zhao Wuji, who was confident of victory, did indeed say that if this young man could defeat him, he would become the young man's slave.

As a result, he was now easily defeated by this boy.

That means that from now on, Zhao Wuji, who has made a name for himself as the Immovable King on the Douluo Continent, will become the servant of this young man in front of him.

How could the proud and arrogant Zhao Wuji accept such an outcome?

"hehe."

Looking at Zhao Wuji's ashen face, Ye Dongxuan curled his lip and said softly:

"However, someone like you, Zhao Wuji, is not qualified to be my slave."

"If you want to become my slave, you must at least cultivate to the level of a Title Douluo. A mere seven-ring Soul Saint is not worthy!"

Without a doubt, when Ye Dongxuan's two sentences reached Zhao Wuji's ears...

It was like a thunderclap in spring.

This left Zhao Wuji's mind completely blank at that moment.

what?

This boy actually said that he was not qualified to be his slave?

I, Zhao Wuji, the Immovable King, a powerful being at the level of a seven-ring Soul Saint, am not even qualified to become this young boy's slave!

This kid is way too arrogant!

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Chapter 196 Choosing a Goddess!

Immediately, feeling furious, Zhao Wuji, enduring the excruciating pain, managed to speak with great difficulty:

"I, Zhao Wuji, am also the renowned Immovable King of Douluo Continent, possessing the strength of a seven-ring Soul Saint. Why am I not qualified to be your slave?"

"I am absolutely qualified to be your slave!"

Upon hearing Zhao Wuji's words, Ye Dongxuan, who was standing to the side, looked at Zhao Wuji with great surprise.

That look in his eyes was like he was looking at an idiot.

Then, Ye Dongxuan spoke calmly:

"Zhao Wuji, judging from what you just said, it seems you really want to become my slave?"

Zhao Wuji felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

That's really not what he meant.

Of course, to anyone else, what he just said sounded like he was proving that he was qualified to be the boy's slave.

But that's not what he really meant!