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

As soon as Wang Shuo returned to Soto City, Zhang Kun and his men were already waiting at the city gate.

As soon as the news of Bai Sheng Mi Long's return spread, the entrance to the Fighting Spirit Arena was instantly surrounded by spectators who had come to hear the news, and the cheers almost lifted half the sky.

Wang Shuo remained calm and indifferent, ignoring the fervent gazes around him. He simply nodded slightly before walking straight into his private training room.

Three years passed quietly in one battle after another and in the daily training.

He no longer fought every day as he did at the beginning; most of the time, he would just stay in the cultivation room and hone his Eight Extremes Heaven technique.

Until one night six months ago, Wang Shuo's soul power suddenly exploded, and his meridians opened up, allowing him to finally reach the level of a level 30 Soul Master.

Without any earth-shattering phenomena or much fanfare, Wang Shuo left Soto City again and went to the Star Dou Great Forest alone.

The vegetation here is still lush, the morning mist hangs over the forest, and the air is faintly filled with the unique scent of soul beasts. Every inch of this land hides danger.

For Wang Shuo, this place was no longer a dead end, but his most familiar training ground. This time, he had not yet set a target soul beast.

His physical martial spirit is mainly geared towards comprehensive enhancement, and he wants to find the soul beast that best suits him.

Wang Shuo remained calm and unhurried, venturing deeper into the forest step by step, allowing his soul power to flow naturally, and sensing all the life force around him.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, a sharp sound of wind breaking, mixed with a woman's cold, low shout, came from the depths of the dense forest.

Wang Shuo paused, his eyes narrowing slightly.

Judging from their auras, at least three Soul Masters were fighting, with one side clearly at a disadvantage and their auras chaotic, indicating they were being chased.

He didn't want to meddle, but when that slender figure came into view, his pupils contracted slightly.

The woman was dressed in a tight black outfit that accentuated her extremely alluring figure. Her skin was fair and her long hair was tied up. The most eye-catching feature was the pair of slightly trembling black cat ears on her head.

"The Netherworld Cat Martial Soul... This is Zhu Zhuqing!" Wang Shuo recognized her instantly.

Combined with the timeline, it became clear that this was the moment Zhu Zhuqing fled her family and was being hunted down by her sister Zhu Zhuyun.

The woman in front of me is one of the future Shrek Seven Devils, but at this moment she is just a girl who can barely protect herself.

The two Soul Masters chasing her were both men, one wielding a curved sword and the other a long whip. Their Soul Rings were one white, one yellow, and one purple, indicating they were all Level 30 Soul Masters.

The two attacked ruthlessly, each move deadly, clearly intending to leave Zhu Zhuqing permanently in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Zhu Zhuqing's breathing became disordered and her pace slowed, but the speed of the Netherworld Cat was brought to its limit.

However, the two opponents worked together seamlessly to surround and intercept her. At this moment, she was already at her limit. As the long whip, carrying a sharp wind, wrapped around her ankle, a resolute look flashed in her eyes, but she was powerless to dodge.

Whoosh!

Just then, a dark figure appeared like a ghost.

Without uttering a single wasted word, Wang Shuo suddenly unleashed a burst of power from his feet, causing pale blue soul energy to explode and scatter rubble across the ground.

His figure instantly appeared in front of Zhu Zhuqing, his powerful body blocking all the attacks.

This sudden turn of events caused the two assassins' expressions to change drastically, and they demanded an answer in a stern voice:

"Who are you? How dare you interfere in the affairs of the Zhu family!"

Wang Shuo's hands, hanging by his sides, slowly clenched, the knuckles making a slight popping sound.

"Those two men are shameless! How dare they bully a weak woman! Get out!"

A roar rang out, and the two assassins were taken aback by his sudden burst of power. But after exchanging a glance, they still gritted their teeth and pounced.

They could tell that Wang Shuo was also a level 30 Soul Master, but with the two of them working together, how could they be afraid of a Soul Master?

"You brat, meddle in other people's business and you're dead! Third Soul Skill, Slashing Blade Qi."

The man on the left swung his curved blade horizontally, unleashing his soul skill and unleashing a terrifying blade aura.

"Third Soul Skill, Dance of Death!"

The assassin on the right, his long whip like a venomous dragon emerging from its lair, aimed straight for Wang Shuo's throat.

The two attacked together, blocking all of Wang Shuo's escape routes.

"Be careful!"

Zhu Zhuqing watched anxiously from behind, and instinctively wanted to summon the Netherworld Spirit Cat's Martial Soul to help her.

But as soon as she moved, a blur appeared before her eyes, flashing past her in an instant. Wang Shuo's figure vanished from the spot.

"Eight Extremes Heaven Second Form, Sword Flash!"

The next moment, Wang Shuo appeared beside the assassin on the left, his right hand's sword finger carrying pale blue soul power, and then he pointed out with extreme speed.

No spirit rings lit up, no spirit skills roared, only a sharp edge so fast it was invisible.

puff!

With a precise touch of his fingertip to the opponent's wrist joint, the bone shattered, blood splattered, and the curved blade flew out of his hand.

Without stopping, Wang Shuo turned and took a step, then thrust his elbow into the man's chest.

boom!

The assassin didn't even have time to scream before he was sent flying like a broken sack, crashing into a tree trunk and losing consciousness.

The other man's whip missed its mark, and he was stunned by the scene. Just as he was about to turn around and run away, Wang Shuo had already flashed to his side.

With a light step, he shattered his soul power defense, and with one hand, he gripped his neck and applied slight pressure.

The man's eyes rolled back, and he collapsed to the ground, completely losing consciousness.

The fight lasted only a few breaths from beginning to end.

Two level 30 Soul Master assassins were instantly killed by Wang Shuo using only his physical strength and fighting skills.

Zhu Zhuqing stood there, her cat ears twitching slightly, her clear eyes filled with shock, and for a moment she forgot to breathe.

She had seen countless Soul Masters, but she had never seen anyone so strong.

Wang Shuo withdrew his hand, patted his clothes, and didn't even glance at the two people on the ground again.

He turned to look at the injured Zhu Zhuqing, a smile spreading across his face, his tone tinged with genuine concern:

"Young lady, are you alright?"

Wang Shuo's gentle words of concern can warm the hearts of ordinary people.

But what Zhu Zhuqing heard did not make her lower her guard at all.

Zhu Zhuqing merely glanced at him, her cat-like eyes as cold as ice, and replied in an extremely indifferent voice:

Thank you.

The two short words carried a hint of distance, but what I felt most was wariness.

Wang Shuo could understand. Zhu Zhuqing had grown up in the treacherous environment of the Zhu family since childhood and no longer trusted anyone. Even if the other party had just saved her, it would only make her more wary.

After thanking her, Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously lowered her head, her gaze quickly sweeping over the surroundings.

What was originally a wary look instantly turned as if frozen in ice, chilling to the bone.

The faint warmth she felt from being rescued vanished in an instant, and a clear look of disgust and rejection flashed across her delicate face.

"Nausea!"

Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything more, not even a glance.

She turned and strode quickly toward the outer edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, her back view decisive and without a trace of lingering affection.

Wang Shuo stood there, watching her suddenly turn cold and her departing figure without any hesitation. He was stunned for a moment, then looked completely bewildered.

He looked down and followed Zhu Zhuqing's gaze to himself, and then suddenly realized what was happening.

Wang Shuo froze on the spot, a rare look of embarrassment appearing on his usually calm face.

He had lived two lifetimes and was always calm and reserved; he had never experienced such a moment of distress.

Despite the embarrassment, a strange curiosity inexplicably arose in my heart.