"How dare you injure students from Shrek Academy! Which academy are you from?"
Zhao Wuji's gaze swept over Tang San and Xiao Wu. These two, so young yet possessing such strength and skill, must have impressive backgrounds; perhaps their teacher was nearby.
His past experience of being chased by the Spirit Hall made Zhao Wuji instinctively cautious about hidden backers.
Under the pressure of a Soul Saint, Tang San and Xiao Wu's expressions instantly changed. This pressure far exceeded that of Dai Mubai, causing their Soul Power to stagnate within their bodies.
"You beat up the young one, and now an old one comes along. Shrek Academy is truly a bunch of scoundrels."
Tang San, barely managing to stay upright under the suppression, kept his eyes cold and sharp. He showed no sign of backing down.
"Arrogant!"
These words indeed provoked Zhao Wuji. He took a heavy step forward, the ground trembling slightly. His right hand formed a palm, accompanied by a howling wind, and he struck directly towards Tang San.
Although he didn't use his Martial Soul yet, his Soul Saint-level physical strength and raw Soul Power were enough to overwhelm even a Soul King. If this palm strike landed, Tang San would be severely injured or worse.
"Little San!"
Xiao Wu exclaimed, wanting to rush forward to help, but the immense pressure made it impossible for her to move a muscle.
Facing this unavoidable palm strike, Tang San's eyes sharpened like an eagle's. He instantly unleashed the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to its fullest extent, his figure retreating like a ghost in the night.
At the same time, his hands swept across the Twenty-Four Bridge Moonlit Night belt. Dozens of cold lights shot out like a sudden storm!
These were Tang Sect hidden weapons that Tang San had meticulously crafted over the years.
They were angled cunningly, not aimed directly at Zhao Wuji's vitals, but rather at his joints, eyes, ears, nose, and other vulnerable soft spots, intended to interfere with and hinder his movement.
Zhao Wuji was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting this young man to be so extraordinary in a crisis.
With a wave of his hand, his powerful Soul Power formed a wall of energy, deflecting most of the hidden weapons. However, a few willow-leaf blades thrown at extremely tricky angles still pierced through the gaps in his defense, grazing his skin and leaving a few thin bloodstains.
"Second Soul Skill: Flower Picking, Flying Leaves!"
Tang San shouted, and his second yellow Soul Ring lit up.
Countless Blue Silver Grass vines grew rapidly around him and gathered in front, each vine adorned with sharp, pale golden leaves.
Then, Tang San's hands danced like a Thousand-Armed Guanyin, using an extremely unpredictable technique to shoot these leaves towards Zhao Wuji like daggers!
This second Soul Ring came from a seven-hundred-year-old "Thousand-Blade Golden Chrysanthemum." It granted the Blue Silver Grass leaves the ability to detach and attack from a distance. Each leaf contained considerable cutting power and covered a wide area.
Lin Mu had chosen this Soul Ring after two considerations: to enhance the vitality of the Blue Silver Grass and to strengthen Tang San's ranged attack power.
Combined with the Tang Sect's hidden weapon techniques, the offensive potential of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was elevated to a higher level.
"First Soul Skill: Immovable Bright King Body!"
Seeing the dense array of leaf blades, Zhao Wuji's expression turned serious, and his first Soul Ring lit up.
A layer of solidified golden light covered his entire body. The sharp Blue Silver Grass leaves struck the golden light, producing a dense "hissing" sound. Most were deflected, but a few managed to pierce the outer layer of Zhao Wuji's defenses.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Tang San once again used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, creating distance. He raised both hands rapidly, shooting out several golden needles interspersed among the Blue Silver Grass leaf blades, aiming directly at Zhao Wuji's eyes and throat!
"Third Soul Skill: Gravity Enhancement!"
"Fifth Soul Skill: Gravity Compression!"
Zhao Wuji was completely enraged. He used two Soul Skills simultaneously, clearly intending to crush this brat.
Tang San felt his body sink instantly. The steps of his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track suddenly slowed, as if he were wading through quicksand.
Immediately afterwards, the terrifying impact of the gravity wave bounced all the hidden weapons back and sent Tang San flying. He crashed heavily against the wall of the inn.
"Let's see how you dodge this time!"
Zhao Wuji sneered, showing no intention of letting Tang San go. His second Soul Ring lit up immediately.
At this critical moment, a resolute glint flashed in Tang San's eyes, and the only purple Soul Ring beneath his feet suddenly shone brightly!
"Third Soul Skill: Life Sharing!"
Just as the purple Soul Ring lit up, the wild Blue Silver Grass in the nearby Star Dou Great Forest swayed, and countless blue light points gathered towards the inn.
Inside the inn, countless thick, life-filled blue-gold vines intertwined layer upon layer in front of Tang San, forming a dense blue-gold shield.
Zhao Wuji's palm, imbued with terrifying Soul Power, slammed solidly into this shield.
BOOM!!
With a deafening roar, the shield formed from the Blue Silver Grass trembled violently. Countless cracks appeared on its surface, looking as if it would collapse at any moment.
Although the shield absorbed most of the force, the remaining impact was still beyond Tang San's ability to withstand completely. His face paled instantly, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, clearly suffering a significant injury.
However, the fact that he could block a Soul Saint's direct attack was enough to demonstrate the terrifying potential of this Soul Skill.
This third Soul Skill was derived from a thousand-year-old Symbiotic Ancient Tree. This Soul Skill was not a direct attack or defense ability; rather, under certain conditions, it allowed the user to share life force and structural integrity with surrounding plants.
Currently, Tang San could only share life force with Blue Silver Grass.
Fortunately, they were on the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, where Blue Silver Grass was plentiful. This abundance was the only reason he barely managed to block Zhao Wuji's attack.
Zhao Wuji stood there dumbfounded, unable to comprehend how a mere Soul Elder could block his strike.
In that moment of hesitation, Tang San, enduring the churning pain in his internal organs and with his Purple Demon Eyes flashing with extreme sharpness, seized this fleeting opportunity.
He flicked his wrist, hidden in his sleeve!
An almost imperceptible dark light silently tore through the air, heading straight for Zhao Wuji's palm.
By the time Zhao Wuji realized the danger, it was too late.
Pfft!
With a slight sound of flesh piercing, the Bone-Piercing Needle precisely pierced Zhao Wuji's palm. The intense pain instantly stimulated his nerves.
"You're courting death!"
Zhao Wuji was completely enraged. He strode forward, his eyes flashing with ferocity, clearly intending to kill Tang San to vent his anger and humiliation.
Xiao Wu rushed to Tang San's side to support him, her eyes filled with anxiety and anger.
Just at this critical moment.
"Arrogant!"
A light shout mixed with the intimidating power of vast Soul Force rang out, making Zhao Wuji's heart sink. 'Could it be that the teacher behind these two is also a Soul Saint?'
Just as Zhao Wuji was wary of his surroundings, a fiery red figure appeared in front of him like a ghost. Without using any Soul Skills, with just one punch, he sent Zhao Wuji flying dozens of meters away.
Bang!
"How is this possible?!"
Zhao Wuji was shocked. Without using any Soul Skills, he was sent flying so far by sheer physical force. Was this person a Soul Douluo, or even a Titled Douluo?
Just as he was thinking about how to deal with this new threat, another punch came, slamming him heavily into the ground.
The fists rained down like meteors. Each punch carried terrifying power, leaving Zhao Wuji utterly defenseless and unable to rally his strength.