Douluo Continent: Invincible Physical Body, I Became a God with a Mortal Form

As soon as he finished speaking, the air in Dormitory 7 seemed to freeze.

Wang Sheng stood frozen in place, his mouth slightly agape, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock. The soul power emanating from Wang Shuo had just given him a strong sense of oppression.

"You are already a Soul Master!"

Wang Sheng exclaimed in surprise; his senses were correct—this was indeed the aura of a Soul Master.

The students around him, who had initially looked down on him, fell silent. Their eyes widened, and their gazes toward Wang Shuo changed completely, from mockery and disdain to shock and envy.

"Um!"

Wang Shuo ignored the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, a hint of indifference flashing in his eyes.

He knew very well that staying at Notting College would only keep him trapped in this small world, repeating the repression and humiliation of the past. This was no longer a place for him to stay.

Now he has only one thought in his mind: to repay all the humiliation he has suffered before leaving.

He turned and walked straight out of Dormitory 7, his steps steady and without the slightest hesitation.

The courtyard of Notting College is lush with greenery, and the twilight casts a soft golden glow.

Xiao Wu was hopping and skipping around by herself, her lively bunny ear hair ornaments swaying gently with her movements, making her look cheerful and cute.

Suddenly, she spotted Wang Shuo, and her playful face immediately broke into a joyful smile as she quickly went to greet him.

"Little Shuozi! You've finally shown up!"

But as soon as she took a few steps closer, Xiao Wu's smile faltered slightly.

The Wang Shuo before her had changed; his eyes no longer held the familiarity and gentleness of the past, but instead gave her a cold feeling.

At that moment, she felt a sudden weight in her heart and clearly sensed a growing distance between them.

Suppressing the unease in her heart, she still put on a smile and greeted him, "Wang Shuo, you're back!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered the previous conflict between Tang San and Wang Shuo, and quickly apologized softly, "What happened before was Xiao San's fault, please don't take it to heart. I apologize to you on his behalf, okay?"

Xiao Wu's voice was soft and sincere. In the past, Wang Shuo might have felt a warmth in his heart and considered forgiving Tang San.

But at this moment, he simply stared at her coldly, his eyes devoid of any emotion, completely ignoring her apology, his tone calm yet carrying an unyielding firmness:

"No need to apologize. I'm here to fight you with all my might."

Xiao Wu's smile froze completely, a hint of astonishment flashing in her eyes: "Wang Shuo, what do you want to do?"

"Go for it, give it your all, don't hold back."

Wang Shuo slightly shifted his footing, and his soul power quietly circulated again, with a deep yellow soul ring slowly emerging from his waist.

Looking at the yellow spirit ring, Xiao Wu was somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected that Wang Shuo would actually obtain his first spirit ring, and one that was even a hundred-year-old one at that.

She gently bit her lip, suppressing all her playfulness, and leaped into a fighting stance: "Alright, then I'll fight you!"

Before the words were even finished, the battle was about to begin!

Xiao Wu's figure blurred as she unleashed the full power of her Soft Bone Rabbit Martial Soul, her movements as light as a shadow, charging straight at Wang Shuo with incredible speed.

She employed her graceful techniques, launching a series of attacks with her elbows and knees, each move cunning and fierce—the very close-quarters combat style that made her famous.

This time, however, Wang Shuo did not dodge in a disheveled manner.

After his physical body was enhanced, his speed became extremely fast. His figure constantly changed and dodged, and even afterimages appeared.

He easily dodged all of Xiao Wu's attacks, and the power of his punches became stronger, each punch heavier, and his moves sharper.

"Wow, that's fast!"

Xiao Wu became increasingly alarmed as the fight progressed. She realized that her speed, which she was so proud of, was no match for Wang Shuo at all.

However, her opponent's reaction, speed, and strength far exceeded her expectations, and were even stronger than hers.

Xiao Wu exerted all her soul power, bringing her martial soul's agility to its limit, but she still couldn't touch Wang Shuo even slightly.

"Is this all the strength you have now, Xiao Wu?" Wang Shuo's gaze was calm, and he remained composed as he dodged the attacks.

"Don't look down on me, get out!"

Xiao Wu's movements became more agile, she used various contortion techniques, and her strength in her hands and feet also increased.

Wang Shuo then found it interesting and began to take it seriously, waiting for Xiao Wu's offensive to slow down slightly.

He strode forward and unleashed his power, instantly rushing in front of Xiao Wu. He channeled his soul power into his right arm and slammed out a fist imbued with penetrating power.

He didn't use any fancy moves, only pure speed and power. Xiao Wu didn't have time to react and could only raise her arms to block hastily.

bump!

With a muffled thud, Wang Shuo's fist slammed into Xiao Wu's arms, the violent force causing her to stagger backward.

Pfft!

Xiao Wu stumbled a few steps, eventually losing her balance and falling to the ground.

At this moment, the outcome of the battle between the two has been decided.

"How...is this possible?"

Xiao Wu looked up in shock, staring at Wang Shuo who stood there calmly, her face full of disbelief.

Wang Shuo withdrew his soul power; he had held back the force of his punch just now. Otherwise, Xiao Wu would probably have done more than just fall to the ground.

"Wang Shuo, why have you become so amazing?" Xiao Wu couldn't help but ask curiously.

Wang Shuo didn't even glance at Xiao Wu again, turned around and walked towards the back mountain of the academy, leaving behind only a warning:

"If I had your talent, I would only become stronger! But you're always indulging in fun. If one day you encounter an enemy you can't defeat, no one can truly protect you. Only by becoming strong yourself can you avoid being bullied!"

Xiao Wu sat on the ground, her initially astonished expression gradually freezing, then gripped tightly by an indescribable bitterness and panic.

Wang Shuo's words were like a sharp thorn, piercing through her carefree facade at Notting College and instantly stirring up the deepest, most painful memories in her heart.

The tragic death of his mother, and the pursuit by the Spirit Hall.

Those hatreds and fears, which she had deliberately hidden beneath her playful banter, were now completely shattered by a single sentence.

Despite bearing the burden of a blood feud and vowing to become stronger to avenge her mother, she gradually became immersed in peace and happiness after arriving at Notting Academy, neglecting her training and becoming less vigilant.

If Wang Shuo were an enemy today, she would have been severely injured and defeated long ago, without even a chance to resist.

Regret, self-blame, and fear intertwined, turning into scalding tears that instantly welled up in my eyes.

"Mom, I'm sorry. Xiaowu misses you!"

Xiao Wu bit her lip hard, trying not to cry, but her shoulders trembled violently uncontrollably.

She struggled to her feet, wiped away her tears, and walked dejectedly toward Dormitory Seven with her head down.

Inside Dormitory 7, Tang San had already returned to his dormitory. Looking at Xiao Wu, who had not yet returned, he felt a strange unease.

Crunch!

The door to the seventh dormitory was pushed open, and Tang San immediately got up to greet Xiao Wu when he saw her return.

But what came into view was Xiao Wu's red eyes and tear-streaked face; her usual liveliness and agility had vanished without a trace.

"Xiao Wu, what's wrong?"

Tang San's heart tightened, and his voice unconsciously became anxious. He reached out to help her, but Xiao Wu subconsciously avoided him.

Xiao Wu didn't respond or look up at him. She simply walked silently to her bedside, lay down without a word, and wrapped herself in the blanket. Her thin shoulders were still trembling slightly.

Tang San's heart sank instantly. His sharp gaze noticed a bluish-purple bruise on Xiao Wu's arm, which, though not serious, was particularly glaring.

Only after asking Wang Shengyi, who was standing nearby, did I learn that Wang Shuo had returned.

At this moment, Wang Sheng whispered, "Tang San, Wang Shuo just came back. Could Xiao Wu be...?"

bump!

Before he finished speaking, Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted, and he smashed the wooden door beside him with a punch, his soul power surging.

"Wang Shuo! You dared to injure Xiao Wu; you've already committed suicide!"