Chapter 255
: A Titled Douluo with a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!!!
Tang San did not refuse and swallowed the pill.
A warm current spread through my abdomen, slightly relieving the bone-chilling cold and pain, but the excruciating pain in my arms remained sharp.
"Where do Lin Xia and Zhu Zhuqing live?"
Tang San couldn't help but ask, his voice still hoarse.
Oscar paused for a moment, then gave a knowing look and lowered his voice.
"How could the dean and his colleagues dare to neglect them? They temporarily cleared out the best courtyard next to the dean's office, which was originally used to entertain distinguished guests! They cleaned it spotlessly!"
"The meals were all cooked by Teacher Shao himself! He dared not be careless in the slightest! You didn't see how Dean Flander was when he met Lord Lin, he almost bent over!"
"I'm afraid of upsetting that man and bringing out that... uh..."
Oscar seemed hesitant about the name Bangilas, and gestured vaguely.
"If we summon that Sandstorm Lord again... then Shrek Academy will truly be finished! Restoring the land?... that's only because Lord Lin is merciful!"
Oscar's words pierced Tang San's heart like needles.
Both being freshmen, he and the seriously injured Xiao Wu were crammed into a dilapidated dormitory, and their medical expenses had to be paid off.
Lin Xia, however, enjoys treatment far exceeding that of the dean, making the entire academy feel like it's walking on thin ice.
A twelve-year-old Soul King at level fifty-eight, commanding a terrifying behemoth capable of destroying the world... The difference is like an insurmountable chasm.
Just as Oscar was rambling on about how much the Academy respected Lin Xia...
On the other side, Lin Xia also had a smile on her lips.
Because an extremely faint, almost imperceptible, yet incomparably heavy and cold thought, like a cold spider web, swept over the place where he lived in a very subtle way.
This feeling... is extremely familiar!
Tang Hao!
Xia could already foresee what would happen next, but Tang Hao was sensible enough to simply glance at it and then move it away.
That was quite a show of respect for Lin Xia.
Although Lin Xia wasn't really into it.
However, to be fair, Lin Xia is quite interested in her upcoming scenes.
After all, given Tang Hao's protective nature, it's easy to imagine what Zhao Wuji would become.
Thinking of this, Lin Xia went directly to Zhu Zhuqing and asked her:
"Zhuqing, would you like to go to the theater with me?"
Freed from the constraints of the engagement, Zhu Zhuqing regained a bit of her girlish nature. A gossipy glint flashed in her eyes, and then she nodded expectantly.
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing like this, Lin Xia didn't stand on ceremony and immediately picked her up and quickly left the room.
After going outside, they saw Zhao Wuji being lured out by Tang Hao.
Seeing this, Lin Xia smiled and said to Zhu Zhuqing, "It seems we arrived just in time!"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing also looked puzzled. What interesting show could Zhao Wuji possibly have to offer?
However, since it was Lin Xia's brother who said it, Zhu Zhuqing naturally believed it!
Lin Xia, holding Zhu Zhuqing in her arms, moved as swiftly as a breeze, silently disappearing into the dense shadows of the forest surrounding Shrek Academy.
Their spot was excellent, nestled among the intertwined branches of several thick trees, offering a wide view ahead. They could clearly see the two figures facing each other in the clearing under the moonlight, while Lin Xia skillfully concealed her own presence to the extreme, as if she had blended into the night.
Zhu Zhuqing was firmly protected by Lin Xia in front of her. She could clearly feel the steady heartbeat from Lin Xia's chest and his leisurely and carefree attitude as if he were watching a play.
This calmed her tension and curiosity, and her bright cat eyes gleamed in the darkness as she gazed intently downwards.
In the center of the open space, the atmosphere was as heavy as solidified lead.
Zhao Wuji's muscles bulged, and with the Mighty Vajra Bear Martial Soul attached to him, his already burly body became even larger. Brownish-yellow fur covered his entire body, exuding a wild and fierce aura. Seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and three black, pulsed violently beneath his feet, showing his extreme unease and full vigilance.
Sweat mixed with blood slid down his swollen, cracked cheeks, dripping onto the soil. Each breath was accompanied by heavy panting and suppressed groans of pain.
Zhao Wuji stared intently at the mysterious man in the hooded black robe opposite him, his eyes filled with suspicion, uncertainty, and a strong sense of threat.
Who are you?!
Zhao Wuji's voice was low and hoarse, like the growl of a trapped beast, echoing in the silent forest, full of a fierce but cowardly tone.
He had just endured a hellish ordeal during the day, and his injuries were still not fully healed. His soul power was less than one-tenth of what it used to be. Now, he encountered a mysterious and powerful figure who lured him out of the academy in the dead of night. His vigilance and fear had reached their peak.
The man in black robes—Tang Hao—seemed not to hear Zhao Wuji's question, or rather, he simply didn't bother to answer.
The shadow of the hood completely obscured his face, revealing only a chin with strong, hard lines.
He slowly raised his right hand, the movement seemingly casual, yet carrying a heavy sense of control over everything.
hum-
An indescribable pressure suddenly descended! Like an invisible mountain crashing down on this small forest clearing!
Zhu Zhuqing felt her breath catch in her throat, her delicate body involuntarily tensing up, and she subconsciously moved closer to Lin Xia.
She clearly saw that in the palm of the black-robed man, a deep black light condensed and extended, transforming into a huge, ancient, pitch-black hammer that seemed to contain endless killing intent and a heavy will!
What made her pupils shrink even more was that, along with the appearance of that giant hammer, a total of nine soul rings, like nine halos burning with different flames, silently rose from the feet of the black-robed man and quietly floated around his body!
Yellow! Yellow! Purple! Purple! Black! Black! Black! Black! Red!
Nine spirit rings! Nine spirit rings that symbolize the pinnacle of a spirit master!
Especially that last spirit ring, which resembled congealed blood or burning hellfire, radiated a scarlet light that sent shivers down one's spine!
That's the legendary 100,000-year soul ring!
The nine spirit rings did not pulsate violently; they simply existed quietly, like nine cold stars orbiting the giant hammer in the center that controlled life and death.
The appearance of each spirit ring increases the pressure in this space exponentially!
The air seemed to be filled with a thick smell of rust and blood, an aura of pure killing intent and power!
"!!!"
Zhao Wuji's pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints!
At that moment, every hair on his body stood on end!
An unprecedented chill, penetrating to the bone and freezing the soul, shot straight from the soles of my feet to the top of my head!
The apocalyptic fear he felt when facing Bangiras during the day was magnified and replayed at this moment!
Soul... Soul... Soul... Douluo?! No! It's... a Titled Douluo! And a Titled Douluo with a 100,000-year soul ring!!! (End of Chapter)