Tang San did not refuse and swallowed the pill.
A warm current spread through his abdomen, slightly alleviating the bone-chilling cold and pain, but the intense pain in his arms remained sharp.
"That Lin Xia and Zhu Zhuqing, where are they staying?"
Tang San could not help asking, his voice still hoarse.
Oscar froze for a moment before immediately revealing an expression that said, "You know what I mean," and lowering his voice.
"How could the Dean and the others dare to neglect them? They temporarily cleared out the best little courtyard next to the Dean's office, which was originally used to accommodate distinguished guests! They cleaned it until it was spotless!"
"Even the meals are personally prepared by Teacher Shao! They absolutely wouldn't dare be careless in the slightest! You should've seen how Dean Flender acted when he saw City Lord Lin. He practically bent his back in half!"
"He was terrified that if he displeased that lord even slightly, he might summon that. uh..."
Oscar seemed to have some lingering trauma from even mentioning Tyranitar's name, so he vaguely gestured with his hands.
"If he summoned that Sandstorm Sovereign again then our Shrek Academy would really be finished! Restoring the earth? That was only because City Lord Lin was merciful!"
Oscar's words stabbed into Tang San's heart like needles.
They were both new students. He and the seriously injured Xiao Wu were crammed into a shabby dormitory, and even their medical expenses had to be put on the tab.
Yet Lin Xia was enjoying treatment far beyond that of even the Dean, to the point that the entire academy was walking on eggshells around him.
A twelve-year-old Level 58 Soul King, commanding that terrifying beast capable of destroying heaven and earth.
The difference between them was like an impassable chasm.
Just as Oscar was rambling on about how deeply the academy revered Lin Xia, a faint smile also appeared at the corners of Lin Xia's lips on the other side.
Because an extremely faint, almost imperceptible intent, yet one containing an incomparable sense of weight and coldness, swept extremely subtly across the place where he was staying, like a cold strand of spider silk.
This feeling, it was extremely familiar!
Tang Hao!
Lin Xia could already foresee what was about to happen. However, Tang Hao was sensible enough to merely sweep his spiritual sense over the area briefly before withdrawing it.
It could be considered giving Lin Xia enough face.
Although Lin Xia himself was not particularly impressed by it.
However, one had to admit that Lin Xia was quite interested in the show that was about to unfold.
After all, given Tang Hao's personality of fiercely protecting his own, there was no need to think too much to know what would happen to Zhao Wuji.
With that thought, Lin Xia directly went to find Zhu Zhuqing and asked her.
"Zhuqing, do you want to come watch the show with me?"
Having escaped the shackles of her engagement, Zhu Zhuqing had also recovered a trace of her natural girlishness at this moment. A glimmer of curiosity quickly flashed through her eyes, and she nodded expectantly.
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing like this, Lin Xia did not hesitate. He immediately picked her up and quickly left the room.
After they went outside, they happened to see Zhao Wuji being lured away by Tang Hao.
Seeing this, Lin Xia smiled and said to Zhu Zhuqing.
"Looks like we arrived at just the right time!"
Zhu Zhuqing was puzzled when she heard this. What kind of show could there possibly be involving Zhao Wuji?
But since it was something Brother Lin Xia had said, Zhu Zhuqing naturally believed him!
Holding Zhu Zhuqing in his arms, Lin Xia's figure drifted like a gentle breeze, silently merging into the shadows of the dense forest surrounding the outskirts of Shrek Academy.
Their position was excellent. They landed precisely among the interwoven branches of several thick trees, with an unobstructed view ahead. They could clearly see the two people confronting each other in the clearing beneath the moonlight, while Lin Xia had cleverly concealed their presence to the utmost, making it seem as though they had completely merged into the night.
Zhu Zhuqing was firmly protected in front of Lin Xia, clearly feeling the steady heartbeat coming from his chest and the relaxed ease with which he watched the scene unfold.
This caused the tension and curiosity in her heart to settle down as well. Her lively catlike eyes shimmered faintly in the darkness as she focused intently on the scene below.
In the center of the clearing, the atmosphere was as heavy as solidified lead.
Every muscle in Zhao Wuji's body was bulging. After being possessed by his Mighty Vajra Bear Martial Soul, his already burly frame appeared even larger. Brownish-yellow fur covered his entire body, radiating a wild and ferocious aura.
Seven Soul Rings, two yellow, two purple, and three black, violently pulsed beneath his feet, revealing the extreme unease and full vigilance in his heart.
Sweat mixed with bloodstains slid down his swollen, battered cheeks and dripped onto the soil. Every breath came with heavy panting and suppressed groans of pain.
Zhao Wuji stared fixedly at the mysterious figure opposite him, dressed in a black hooded robe. His eyes were filled with uncertainty and a powerful sense of threat.
"Who are you?!
Zhao Wuji's voice was low and hoarse, like the growl of a trapped beast echoing through the silent forest, carrying a hint of outward ferocity masking inner weakness.
He had just experienced hellish torment during the day. His injuries had not yet healed, and less than one-tenth of his Soul Power remained. Now, he had encountered another mysterious powerhouse who had lured him out of the academy in the middle of the night. The vigilance and fear in his heart had almost reached their limit.
The black-robed man, Tang Hao, seemed not to have heard Zhao Wuji's question. Or rather, he simply had no interest in answering.
The shadow of the hood completely concealed his face, revealing only a resolute and coldly defined chin.
He slowly raised his right hand. The movement appeared casual, yet carried a heavy sense of having everything under his control.
Buzz...
An indescribable pressure suddenly descended!
It was as though an invisible mountain had crashed down upon this small clearing in the forest!
Zhu Zhuqing instantly felt her breathing stop. Her delicate body tensed involuntarily, and she instinctively pressed herself closer to Lin Xia.
She clearly saw a deep black light condensing and extending from the black-robed man's palm, transforming into a huge, ancient-looking black warhammer that seemed to contain an endless killing intent and an incomparably heavy will!
What caused her pupils to contract sharply was that, accompanying the appearance of the giant hammer, nine Soul Rings in total silently rose from beneath the black-robed man's feet. They were like nine halos burning with different flames, quietly floating around his body!
Yellow! Yellow! Purple! Purple! Black! Black! Black! Black! Red!
Nine Soul Rings!
Nine Soul Rings symbolizing the pinnacle of a Soul Master!
Especially the final Soul Ring. It was like coagulated blood, or perhaps molten lava from a burning hell, radiating a scarlet light that made the soul tremble with terror!
That was the legendary hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring!
The nine Soul Rings did not fluctuate violently. They simply existed there in silence, like nine cold stars surrounding the giant hammer that ruled over life and death at the center.
With the appearance of each Soul Ring, the pressure filling this space increased exponentially!
The air seemed to become saturated with a thick smell of rust and blood. It was the aura formed by pure killing intent and power!
"!!!"
Zhao Wuji's pupils instantly shrank to the size of needles!
Every hair on his body stood on end at this moment!
An unprecedented chill, one that penetrated deep into his bones and froze his very soul, surged straight from the soles of his feet to the crown of his head!
The apocalyptic terror he had felt when facing Tyranitar during the day was infinitely magnified and reproduced at this very moment!
Soul... Soul... Soul... Douluo?!
No!
It was a Titled Douluo!
And a Titled Douluo who possessed a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring!!!
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