Chapter 252
: Seeking Death!
"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"
Tang San spread his arms, and the Blue Silver Grass, which had been poised to grow, suddenly grew wildly!
The dark brown vines were no longer slender grass stems. With Ning Rongrong's 30% power amplification, they became more resilient and robust. With a whooshing sound, they were like dozens of live pythons, covering the sky and wrapping around the swaying yet dangerous figure in the center of the arena.
Xiao Wu's figure was even faster!
With a 30% speed boost, she practically became a pink afterimage, charging straight at Zhao Wuji with a resolute and ruthless force!
Her target was Zhao Wuji's lower body, attempting to disrupt his balance using speed and soft techniques to create an opportunity for Tang San's powerful control.
However, they were facing Zhao Wuji, who had just crawled back from the brink of hell, and was full of anger, fear, and humiliation, and desperately needed an outlet!
Zhao Wuji's current state is very delicate. His body is severely injured, his soul power is less than one-tenth of what it used to be, and the pain of his internal organs shifting is tormenting his nerves at all times.
But precisely because of this, an extreme sense of frustration and unvented rage, born from being ravaged by a stronger opponent, surged within his chest like lava.
He dared not provoke Lin Xia; he even needed courage to glance at her.
But what about those little brats who took advantage of his serious injury and thought they could take advantage of him?
Especially Tang San, who seems to be the core of the team and calmly analyzes the situation!
It was practically a blatant reminder of his earlier embarrassment!
"Roar--!"
A suppressed roar of pain and violence came from Zhao Wuji's swollen throat, sounding nothing like a human voice, but more like the final roar of a dying beast.
Seeing the Blue Silver Grass that was coiling around him and was made even more resilient by Ning Rongrong's amplification power, Zhao Wuji's turbid eyes showed no fear, but instead burst forth with a ferocious light that was almost insane!
That wasn't a matter of taking the attack seriously, but rather a furious rage at being provoked by ants!
"Get the hell out of my way!!"
Zhao Wuji did not use any soul skills—his remaining soul power was no longer sufficient to support his reckless spending.
He relied solely on the Soul Saint's terrifying physical strength, which far surpassed that of ordinary people, and his deep-rooted fighting instincts!
Just as the Blue Silver Grass was about to touch his body, his seemingly faltering body suddenly erupted with a terrifying power! His muscles bulged, causing excruciating pain from his wounds, but this only fueled his ferocity!
Instead of trying to dodge or block the entanglement, he stomped his feet hard!
boom!
The fresh soil beneath their feet suddenly exploded, creating a shallow pit!
Using this explosive recoil force, Zhao Wuji's massive body shot into the sky like a cannonball!
The seemingly resilient Blue Silver Grass vines, amplified by power, were like fragile spider silk in the face of an absolute power difference, instantly snapped and torn apart by his brute force!
"what?!"
Tang San's pupils shrank sharply; this was a response he had not anticipated at all!
Despite being so severely injured, Zhao Wuji was still able to unleash such terrifying pure physical strength.
He even abandoned defense and declared his intentions in the most direct and tyrannical way.
Your power amplification is still laughable in the face of an absolute difference in physical strength!
Zhao Wuji's goal was extremely clear—Tang San!
That key figure who calmly analyzed his weaknesses and devised tactics!
That guy who tried to "snag a bargain" during his most humiliating moment!
Zhao Wuji channeled all his fear of Lin Xia, his shame and indignation at his own disheveled state, and all his resentment towards this absurd test into overwhelming malice towards Tang San!
His figure drew a brief but oppressive arc in the air, carrying an aura of bloodshed, and rushed straight towards Tang San!
fast!
too fast!
The severe injury limited Zhao Wuji's soul power, but his explosive muscle power and nerve reaction speed at such close range still far exceeded Tang San's imagination!
That 30% speed increase seemed so pale and powerless in the face of Zhao Wuji's hateful lunge!
Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes caught the trajectory, but his body didn't have time to make a complete dodge or defensive move!
"Oops!"
Tang San only had time to cross his hands over his chest to protect himself, and barely managed to turn to the side. But it was too late!
boom--! ! !
A dull, heart-stopping sound of flesh colliding suddenly rang out!
Zhao Wuji's giant palm, covered with sparse golden hair and the size of a sandbag, slapped down with tremendous force onto Tang San's crossed arms!
Click!
A crisp sound of bone cracking rang out!
puff--!!!
The violent power was like a flood breaking through a dam, instantly destroying all of Tang San's defenses!
He felt an irresistible, immense force slam into his body, and his arms were wracked with excruciating pain. He was like a kite with a broken string, flying backward at an even faster speed than when he came!
Blood gushed out of Tang San's mouth like a fountain, drawing a blinding blood streak in the air!
His body crashed like a broken sack against the wall of a farmhouse that Lin Xia had just repaired.
Boom!
The wooden wall of the farmhouse was smashed open, leaving a dent, and spiderweb-like cracks spread out instantly!
Tang San's body embedded itself in the wall, then slumped to the ground, coughing violently. Each cough brought out a mouthful of blood, quickly staining his chest with red. His face was as pale as gold paper, and his arms hung limply at his sides, clearly broken!
"elder brother--!!!"
A heart-wrenching scream ripped through the sky!
Xiao Wu watched helplessly as Tang San was sent flying, spitting out blood. In that instant, it seemed as if the whole world had lost its color!
His pink eyes were instantly stained red with blood, filled with endless anger, pain and madness!
What tactics?
What kind of cooperation?
What is the meaning of persisting for the duration of an incense stick?
All of that was thrown to the winds! At this moment, only one thought remained in her mind.
Kill that bastard who hurt Third Brother!
"Zhao—Wu—Ji—!!! I'll kill you!!!"
Xiao Wu's scream contained boundless hatred, and her body trembled slightly from extreme anger.
With the speed boost from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, she transformed into a pink streak of light that was almost impossible to see with the naked eye, rushing towards Zhao Wuji, who had just landed and was panting heavily, with a do-or-die momentum!
Her nails instantly turned sharp, gleaming with a chilling light, aimed straight at Zhao Wuji's eyes and throat!
At the same time, the second spirit ring lit up—"Charm!"
A pink light gathered in Xiao Wu's eyes, attempting to disturb Zhao Wuji's mind.
However, at this moment, Zhao Wuji felt only violence and a slight sense of pleasure after venting his anger, as well as a deep sense of dread about the figure under the tree in the distance.
Xiao Wu's charm at this level was like a gentle breeze to him, a Soul Saint who had just been crushed on the soul level by Bangiras, without even causing a ripple.
"court death!"
The murderous glint in Zhao Wuji's eyes intensified!
He was still fuming because he hadn't fully vented his anger with that slap earlier!
Seeing Xiao Wu, who had come to him willingly and seemed to have gone mad, he sneered, without even intending to use his soul skill.
To deal with a Grand Soul Master who has lost their mind and only knows how to charge forward, one punch is enough! (End of Chapter)