Douluo Continent: The Spirit A Yin, a Master of Both Bow and Sword

Chapter 190 Those who are not of our race are surely aliens.

"Buzzing!"

A colossal sword emerged from the clouds, its sharp blade descending in judgment. Xiao Wu stood in the center of the arena, trembling as she looked up. Her eyes were unfocused, staring blankly into the distance.

Goodbye, brother.

Xiao Wu stiffly turned her head to look, her eyes reflecting Tang San's desperate figure rushing forward.

Finally, the giant sword fell and swallowed everything!

Tang San was thrown over by an astonishing force and crashed straight to the edge of the arena. Ignoring the burning pain in his back, he resolutely ran onto the arena.

"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu!!!"

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

"Ye Ping'an! You killed Xiao Wu! You deserve to die!"

Tang San clenched his fists, searching for Xiao Wu's whereabouts while also looking around, hoping to find Ye Ping'an and then kill him completely while he was depleted of his soul power after using his 100,000-year soul skill.

Avenge Xiao Wu!

Just then, a "bang bang bang" sound came from ahead.

Tang San's eyes were blurry with a purple light. Looking through the thick dust, his expression changed drastically.

Xiao Wu was unharmed, but Ye Ping'an lifted her up by the collar, while Ye Ping'an's right hand kept slapping Xiao Wu's pretty face.

"Xiao Wu is not dead."

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

Because once the 100,000-year soul skill is unleashed, Xiao Wu will undoubtedly die.

The competition rules forbid any deaths, and Ye Ping'an must have taken this into consideration.

Tang San thought to himself, but then he realized something was wrong!

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

Tang San's eyes widened in horror as he witnessed a scene more shocking than despair.

It turned out that Ye Ping'an was rhythmically slapping Xiao Wu's face. Unlike Ma Hongjun, Ye Ping'an only slapped her face and didn't touch any other parts of her body.

This caused Xiao Wu's face to swell to twice its normal size, with countless handprints appearing on her once pretty face.

"I... use fireproof putty, it doesn't cost anything when it comes to hooking threads."

Xiao Wu stammered, her speech unclear due to the swelling on her cheeks.

Ye Ping'an turned to look at Tang San, who was approaching with a ferocious expression, preparing to draw his Clear Sky Hammer, and then laughed:

"You damn rabbit! Your brother's here to save you! Get lost!"

Ye Tianxing kicked Xiao Wu away, sending her flying in the direction Tang San had come from. He himself stood on the broken arena, sitting cross-legged, waiting for the epic battle to begin with Tang San.

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

Tang San took Xiao Wu and looked at the shocking handprint on her face. His heart was bleeding. He glanced at Ye Ping'an, who was sitting cross-legged, and then chose to send Xiao Wu back to the area where Shrek Academy was located.

Flander and Liu Erlong looked at Tang San emerging from the smoke and Xiao Wu in his arms, and their hearts, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

"Hey, where's Xiao Wu? That's strange, why did you bring back a chubby girl? And why is she wearing Xiao Wu's clothes?"

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

"She is Xiao Wu."

Tang San said dejectedly, "So Ye Ping'an's 100,000-year soul skill wasn't meant to harm Xiao Wu at all. His main purpose was to destroy the arena and create a visual obstruction."

"He was convinced that if anything happened to Xiao Wu, I would definitely interfere."

"When I arrived, it was too late. I witnessed Ye Ping'an lifting Xiao Wu up high and slapping her...slapping her across the face. Xiao Wu's face was swollen, she couldn't speak clearly, and even a few of her teeth were knocked out."

After Tang San finished speaking, he tenderly handed Xiao Wu back to Liu Erlong. The latter, with tears in her eyes, kept gently 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 building up inside her for so long made her lose her mind. Flander reacted quickly and chopped Liu Erlong in the neck with a chop, forcing her to lose consciousness.

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

Flander had no choice but to do this; it was a competition, and if Liu Erlong got angry, Shrek Academy would be disqualified.

Flander glanced deeply at Ye Ping'an, who was resting with his eyes closed and legs crossed on the dilapidated arena, and sighed.

"Xiao San, calm down. We already have six trainees who have lost their fighting ability, and you're the only one left."

"I'll follow your advice, should we fight or...?"

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

"I want to fight!"

Flanders sighed and reluctantly agreed.

Xiao Wu and Tang San had a deep bond, and Tang San was bound to be angry that she had been beaten up like that.

Flander could only hope that this battle, where the odds were stacked against them, would allow Tang San to vent his anger.

Losing won't be a big deal, since Shrek Academy has already secured its spots in the next round.

In Flander's view, even though Ye Ping'an had just used his 100,000-year soul skill and consumed a lot of soul power, Tang San was still no match for Ye Ping'an.

With the arena damaged, the students and VIPs watching the match had no choice but to get up and head to another alternative venue.

"So that's the skill of a 100,000-year spirit ring. This is the first time I've ever seen one. What do you think, Grand Preceptor?"

After a moment of reflection, the Great Emperor Xueye asked a question.

Ning Fengzhi shook his head, his gaze somewhat deep.

"Your Majesty, Sect Master Ye's performance has greatly shocked me. That attack just now was enough to severely injure a Soul Saint. To be honest, this is the first time I have ever seen a 100,000-year-old Soul Skill."

After Ning Fengzhi finished speaking, he looked at Sword Douluo and found that the latter was not saying a word, but staring intently at Ye Ping'an's Seven Star Sword, with an unstoppable fervor in his eyes.

Aside from Ye Ping'an's Seven Star Sword, there is no other sword-type martial soul with a 100,000-year soul ring on the continent.

Even Chen Xin, the Sword Douluo whose title is Sword, only has the most basic Soul Ring configuration.

"You've arrived."

On the arena, Ye Pingan slowly opened his eyes and looked at Tang San walking up from below the arena.

At this moment, Tang San exuded a solemn killing intent, dragging the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, leaving deep grooves in the solid arena.

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

Tang San slammed the Clear Sky Hammer into the ground, stared angrily at Ye Ping'an, and questioned him.

Ye Ping'an smiled and remained silent.

Even if you truly understood Xiao Wu's real identity, you still wouldn't understand why you treated her the way you did.

Those who are not of our race are considered aliens.

What's more, it's a beast!

(End of this chapter)