Douluo: A Yin, the weapon spirit, master of both bow and sword

Chapter 190 Those who are not of my race must be aliens
"Buzz!"

A giant sword emerged from the clouds, and its sharp blade brought down judgment. Xiao Wu stood in the center of the ring, looking up tremblingly. Her eyes had lost focus and were staring blankly.

"Goodbye, brother."

Xiao Wu turned her head stiffly, and her eyes reflected Tang San's desperate figure rushing forward.

Finally, the giant sword fell and swallowed everything!
Tang San was knocked over by an astonishing force and fell directly on the edge of the ring. At this moment, he ignored the burning pain in his back and ran onto the ring resolutely.

"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu!!!"

Tang San searched frantically for Xiao Wu on the dilapidated, dusty arena.

"Ye Ping'an! You killed Xiao Wu! You deserve death!"

Tang San clenched his fists, and while searching for Xiao Wu's trace, he did not forget to look around, hoping to find Ye Ping'an, and then take advantage of the moment when Ye Ping'an released his hundred thousand year soul skill and caused a lack of soul power to kill him completely.

Revenge for Xiao Wu!
Just then, a "pa pa pa" sound came from the front.

Tang San's eyes were hazy with purple light, and as he looked through the thick dust, his expression suddenly changed.

Xiao Wu was unharmed and was held high up by Ye Ping'an by her collar, while Ye Ping'an's right hand kept patting Xiao Wu's pretty face.

"Xiao Wu is not dead."

Tang San breathed a sigh of relief. He realized that the attack launched by Ye Ping'an's 100,000-year soul skill was not directed at Xiao Wu, but destroyed the arena.

Because once the hundred thousand year soul skill is released, Xiao Wu will definitely die.

The competition rules do not allow for loss of life, and Ye Ping'an must have had this in mind.

Tang San thought so, and then something seemed wrong!

"Ye Ping'an! Stop it right there!!!"

Tang San's eyes were about to burst out as he saw a scene that was more shocking than despair in his life.

It turned out that Ye Ping'an was slapping Xiao Wu regularly. Unlike Ma Hongjun, Ye Ping'an only slapped her face and did not touch other parts of her body.

This caused Xiao Wu's face to swell up twice as much, and countless palm prints appeared on her originally pretty face.

"I...the hook thread doesn't cost...fireproof clay."

Xiao Wu spoke hesitantly, and because her face was swollen, her speech was unclear.

Ye Pingan turned his head to look at Tang San, who was gradually approaching and preparing to take out the Clear Sky Hammer with a ferocious look on his face, and then smiled and said:
"Damn rabbit! Your brother is here to save you! Get out of here!"

Ye Tianxing raised his foot and kicked Xiao Wu away, sending him flying directly towards the direction where Tang San was coming from. He himself stood on the broken arena, sitting cross-legged, waiting for the upcoming battle of the century with Tang San.

This is the battle that Ye Tianxing is most looking forward to, and it is also the battle that will test Tang San's true strength.

Tang San took Xiao Wu in his arms and looked at the shocking slap mark on her face. His heart was bleeding. He glanced fiercely at Ye Ping'an who was sitting cross-legged, and chose to send Xiao Wu back to the Shrek Academy area first.

Flanders and Liu Erlong looked at Tang San walking out of the smoke, and Xiao Wu in his arms, and their hearts finally settled down.

"Xiao San, where's Xiao Wu? Strange, why did you bring back a fat girl? And why is she wearing Xiao Wu's clothes?"

Flanders' question made Tang San's face darken and his whole body tremble.

"She is Xiao Wu."

Tang San said dejectedly: "It turns out that Ye Ping'an's hundred thousand year spirit skill has no intention of harming Xiao Wu at all. His main purpose is to destroy the arena and create visual obstruction."

"He's convinced that if anything happens to Xiao Wu, I'll definitely intervene."

"When I arrived, it was too late. I saw with my own eyes that Xiao Wu was picked up high by Ye Ping'an... and slapped... slapped. Xiao Wu's face was swollen, her speech was slurred, and even some of her teeth were knocked out." After Tang San said this, he returned Xiao Wu to Liu Erlong's hands with heartache. The latter, with tears in her eyes, kept stroking Xiao Wu's scarred face. Xiao Wu used to be so cute, with a round face like a peeled egg.

But now...

Liu Erlong's eyes were bloodshot, and the anger that had been pent up in her heart for a long time made her lose her mind. Flanders was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and hurriedly chopped Liu Erlong's neck with a knife, forcing her into coma.

"We can't stop Erlong from getting angry."

Flanders had no choice but to do this. This was a competition. If Liu Erlong got angry, Shrek Academy would be disqualified from the competition.

Flanders looked deeply at Ye Ping'an, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed on the broken ring, and sighed.

"Xiao San, calm down. Six of our students have lost their combat capabilities, and you're the only one left."

"I'll follow your advice, whether to fight or..."

Before Flender could finish, Tang San's face suddenly darkened, his eyes bloodshot. He took out the Clear Sky Hammer and said word by word:

"I want to fight!"

Flanders sighed and agreed reluctantly.

Xiao Wu and Tang San have a deep relationship. Tang San must be angry when the former was beaten into such a horrible state.

Flanders could only hope that this battle with such a huge disparity in strength would allow Tang San to vent his anger.

Losing is no big deal, since Shrek Academy has already secured a place in the next round.

In Flanders' opinion, even though Ye Ping'an had just used a hundred thousand year soul skill and consumed a lot of soul power, Tang San was still no match for Ye Ping'an.

The arena was damaged, and the students watching the fight and the guests in the VIP seats had no choice but to get up and go to another spare venue.

"So that's the skill of a hundred thousand year spirit ring. This is the first time I've seen it. What do you think, Imperial Master?"

Emperor Xue Ye asked after sighing.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head, his eyes somewhat deep.

"Your Majesty, Sect Master Ye's performance shocked me greatly. That attack just now was enough to severely injure a Soul Saint. To be honest, this is the first time I've seen a hundred thousand year soul skill."

After Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, he looked at Jian Douluo again and found that the latter said nothing, but just stared at Ye Ping'an's Seven Star Sword with his eyes, and the heat in his eyes was simply unstoppable.

There is no other sword-type martial soul on the continent except Ye Ping'an's Seven Star Sword, which has a hundred thousand year soul ring.

Even Sword Douluo Chen Xin, whose title is Sword, also has the most basic spirit ring configuration.

"You came."

On the ring, Ye Ping'an slowly opened his eyes and looked at Tang San who was walking up from the ring.

At this moment, Tang San was filled with a solemn murderous aura, dragging the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, leaving deep grooves on the solid arena.

"Ye Ping'an, how could you treat Xiao Wu like this? How could you treat her like this! She is just an innocent girl. Is your heart really made of stone?"

Tang San slammed the Clear Sky Hammer into the ground, staring at Ye Ping'an with angry eyes and questioning him.

Ye Ping'an smiled and remained silent.

If you really knew Xiao Wu's true identity, you would still not understand why you treated her like that.

Those who are not of my race must be different species.

What's more, it's a beast!
(End of this chapter)