Douluo Continent: Protector Qian Renxue, Martial Soul: Dark Demon Dragon

Chapter 67 The Soul Saint is invincible, Tang San is miserable.

"A Soul Saint is invincible!" Zhao Wuji said leisurely, his large hand grabbing Tang San's head and lifting him up!

"Stop!" Xiao Wu said anxiously. In a few flashes, she arrived beside Zhao Wuji, leaped high into the air, and kicked Zhao Wuji in the shoulder.

Xiao Wu put in almost all her strength with this kick, but she couldn't budge Zhao Wuji at all!

"You nimble little mudskipper, I've got you now!" Zhao Wuji said with a smile, throwing Tang San away and instantly grabbing Xiao Wu's ankle, lifting her up.

"Xiao Wu!" Tang San slowly got up from the ground, looking at Xiao Wu being dragged by Zhao Wuji, his eyes bloodshot. He could accept that Zhao Wuji had hurt him!

But she couldn't accept that Zhao Wuji had hurt her younger sister, Xiao Wu. He had sworn to protect his sister!

"Hey, you're quite worried about her? But she's in my hands. What can you do to save her?"

"Didn't you say that the Soul Saint is not invincible? Now your sister is in my hands, you must save her."

"Otherwise, I have no idea whether I'll go too far!" Zhao Wuji stared at Tang San and said coldly.

Xiao Wu felt a sharp pain in her ankle, cried out in pain, and looked at Tang San in the distance: "Brother."

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu, how dare you hurt Xiao Wu! You're asking for death!" Tang San said angrily, his right hand resting on the soul tool at his waist, "Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Bright Moon."

Several fine golden needles suddenly appeared in his hands, and at the same time, his hands turned jade-colored!

"You're courting death!" Enraged, Tang San suddenly hurled the Dragon Beard Needles in his hand. Several needles pierced the air and headed towards several of Zhao Wuji's vital acupoints!

"Hmm?" Zhao Wuji noticed what Tang San had thrown. Although the object was small, he was a Soul Saint with extremely strong visual abilities, so he could easily spot it.

"What exactly is this tiny thing?" Zhao Wuji wondered to himself, and instantly released his soul skill.

"First Soul Skill: Immovable King Body!"

As Zhao Wuji unleashed his first soul skill, a golden barrier instantly formed around him, allowing him to almost push the Immovable King Body technique to its limit.

He deflected several dragon whisker needles, then unleashed his own soul power, which instantly shook the dragon whisker needles to the ground.

Zhao Wuji tossed Xiao Wu aside as if she were trash, squatted down, picked up the dragon whisker needles from the ground, and examined them carefully.

"This thing is even finer than a hair. What is it?" Zhao Wuji asked in confusion.

He didn't know what a Dragon Beard Needle was, nor did he understand the purpose of Tang San using it to launch an attack.

Zhao Wuji held the scattered dragon whisker needles in his hand and walked towards Tang San, arriving in front of him.

Throw the dragon whisker needle on the ground.

"Little monster, what is this thing?" Zhao Wuji asked, staring at Tang San kneeling on the ground.

"Tell you? How could I!" Tang San laughed wickedly.

In an instant, he stood up, a sharp blade appeared in his shoe, and stabbed towards Zhao Wuji's throat!

"Bang!" Although the blade was sharp, it did not pierce Zhao Wuji's skin; in fact, even the tip of the blade was bent.

"Little monster, do you still think you can defeat me? Great Soul Master, who gave you the courage to challenge a Soul Saint? With your fancy stuff?" Zhao Wuji said contemptuously.

"Rongrong, why won't Tang San admit defeat?" Zhu Zhuqing said in surprise. As early as when Zhao Wuji broke through their defenses, she had already moved away from Zhao Wuji and come to Ning Rongrong's side.

She wouldn't be foolish enough to challenge a Soul Saint. Besides, Senior Lin Xiao is right here; how could she not enter the academy? Impossible!

"Heh. He's just a fool. Who gave him the courage to challenge a Soul Saint? As Zhao Wuji said, a Great Soul Master can challenge a Soul Saint, and the Soul Saint is invincible!" Ning Rongrong chuckled.

"And then there's Xiao Wu, just two idiots who don't know how powerful a Soul Saint is, yet they dare to dream of defeating a Soul Saint? I don't know where they even got such fantasies!" Ning Rongrong shook her head leisurely.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly and looked at Lin Xiao, who was sitting under the wooden shed, with a smile on his face.

"Admit defeat, you're no match for me, you stubborn fool!" Zhao Wuji said coldly.

Even if this group of people fails his test, they will still enter the academy. He has already figured out the composition of this group of geniuses.

Tang San is such a stubborn guy!

"Admit defeat? Heh, how could I possibly admit defeat? You injured Xiao Wu, and you'll have to pay the price!" Tang San said in a chilling tone.

He distanced himself from Zhao Wuji, his eyes seemingly burning with a fierce fire as he stared at Zhao Wuji.

"Huh?" Zhao Wuji scratched his head and laughed, "Little monster, why are you so stubborn? Looks like I still haven't managed to beat you into submission!"

Zhao Wuji rubbed his fists. The other party was still not convinced. How dare they? Then keep fighting until they were convinced!

"I heard from Flanders that Big Shit has a stubborn temper and won't give up until he achieves his goal. Now it seems that his apprentice has inherited this excellent bad temper!" Zhao Wuji thought.

"Little San!" Xiao Wu approached Tang San. "Little San, let's attack together!"

Tang San looked at Xiao Wu with concern: "Xiao Wu, just hide to the side and watch quietly like they do. I don't want to see you get hurt again!"

"But..." Xiao Wu was about to say something.

Tang San didn't give her a chance: "Listen to me. He's right, a Soul Saint is invincible. At least, not someone like us Great Soul Masters can defeat!"

"Then why did you, mistress?" Xiao Wu asked, puzzled. Wouldn't it be bad to just admit defeat?

"Hmph! He injured you, so naturally he has to pay the price. Xiao Wu, listen to me, leave this to me!" Tang San said firmly.

Finally, Xiao Wu had no choice but to leave this place and go to the location of Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.

"Could it be that I can only use my second spirit?" Tang San wondered to himself.

Now that even the Dragon Beard Needles can't cause any damage, it's likely that ordinary hidden weapons have the same effect.

"Let's give it a try and take advantage of their moment of carelessness to deliver a crushing blow!" Tang San already had a clear plan in mind.

"Little monster, you still won't admit defeat? Then I'm going to give you a good beating!" Zhao Wuji leaped up and arrived in front of Tang San.

A fist the size of a sandbag slammed towards Tang San!

"Ghostly Shadow!" Tang San moved around Zhao Wuji like a ghost.

"Slippery mudfish, where do you think you're going!" Zhao Wuji locked onto Tang San and unleashed a powerful punch at him!

"Martial Soul - Clear Sky Hammer!" Tang San dodged the opponent's attack, summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, and smashed it towards the opponent's face!

(End of this chapter)