Douluo: Two brothers in douluo

Zhu Zhuqing's face flushed red as she shot a glare at Dai Mubai.

Why didn't I realize this guy was so smooth-talking before?

He must've picked up some bad habits while wandering around these past few years.

"Hmph!" (expressionless.jpg)

"I've got three eyes now—how could I be blind?" Dai Mubai quipped.

"Cough, cough! Dai Mubai, that's enough!" Zhao Wuji roared, his face filled with exasperation.

I'm already an old man and still single! Can you two flirt somewhere else where I can't see it?

"Sorry, sorry. We're leaving now…"

Dai Mubai gently placed Zhu Zhuqing back on the ground and withdrew his martial spirit. Smiling brightly at Zhao Wuji, he didn't show the slightest bit of guilt.

This is my wife! I'll flaunt it however I want—deal with it!

Honestly, Old Zhao, you should thank yourself for that soul power explosion just now!

"Wait a minute, you're level 40 now?"

Zhao Wuji, who hadn't noticed earlier, finally realized the truth. The soul power Dai Mubai had released earlier was undeniably at the fortieth level!

Dai Mubai sighed dramatically, tilted his head upward, and gazed at the sky.

"Looks like I can't hide it anymore!"

"Years of silent effort, only to have it exposed today… Sigh…"

"???"

Everyone looked bewildered. What's going on now?

Zhao Wuji frowned, feeling like something wasn't right. He distinctly remembered that just half a month ago, when he was training Dai Mubai in combat, the kid was only level 37.

Back then, Dai Mubai's martial spirit didn't have wings or an extra eye, either. Clearly, this brat had quite a few secrets.

Zhao Wuji nodded thoughtfully but didn't press the issue.

Everyone has their own secrets—it's not right to pry too much.

"Not bad, kid. You managed to fool even me! A fifteen-year-old Soul Ancestor—impressive!"

Zhao Wuji grinned broadly, clearly pleased.

"In a few days, I'll take you lot on a trip to the Star Dou Forest!"

The new students needed to get familiar with Shrek Academy, and taking them to acquire spirit rings wasn't a bad idea.

While Zhao Wuji acknowledged the talent of Tang San and the others, there was something about Tang San that he just didn't like.

This was supposed to be a simple test, yet Tang San had dared to unleash killing intent against a Soul Sage!

If this had been years ago, Zhao Wuji would've scattered Tang San's ashes right on the spot.

Because of Dai Mubai's unexpected actions, the test had derailed slightly and couldn't continue.

Just as Zhao Wuji was about to announce that they'd passed the test, Tang San, his eyes still bloodshot, spoke up.

"Teacher Zhao, I request another fight with you!"

Zhao Wuji: "…"

Seeing that Zhao Wuji didn't quite understand, Tang San added, "Just me and you!"

Zhao Wuji: "…"

Where did this stubborn kid come from?

He's got a lousy Blue Silver Grass spirit, not even at level 30, and he thinks he can take me on?

"Alright!"

Zhao Wuji decided to give Tang San a lesson so he'd understand the difference between bravery and stupidity.

Zhao Wuji took out another stick of incense and repeated his usual ritual—same spot, same setup…

Dai Mubai's lips twitched. At this point, he was starting to wonder if Zhao Wuji had some kind of side business—maybe selling incense?

Dai Mubai had already moved to the sidelines, but seeing that Tang San was going to face Zhao Wuji one-on-one, he suddenly dashed toward Zhu Zhuqing.

Without saying a word, and with Zhu Zhuqing still in a confused state, Dai Mubai scooped her up into a princess carry and sprinted far away.

"You… What are you doing?"

"What… What are you doing?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, her voice trembling slightly.

"It's still too early," Dai Mubai replied with a smirk.

Zhu Zhuqing: "???"

On the other side, Tang San turned to Ning Rongrong and asked her to move Xiao Wu to a safe location, preventing her from getting caught in the upcoming battle's shockwaves.

Ning Rongrong nodded, eager to see what would happen to this foolhardy boy who dared challenge a Spirit Sage.

As a Grandmaster Spirit Master herself—albeit an auxiliary one—her strength was still far beyond that of an ordinary person. Moving Xiao Wu to safety was no problem for her.

"Teacher Zhao, please!"

"Hmph!"

Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, determined to teach Tang San a lesson.

In an instant, his Spirit Possession activated, and his first spirit ring glowed.

"First Spirit Skill: Vigorous Vajra Palm!"

Without hesitation, Zhao Wuji raised his massive bear palm and swiped toward Tang San.

Tang San's eyes flashed purple.

"Second Spirit Skill: Parasite!"

Caught off guard, Zhao Wuji was immediately bound tightly, his body wrapped like a rice dumpling. This was Tang San's backup—seeds of Blue Silver Grass that he had secretly scattered earlier.

At the same time, an unexpected development occurred: Tang San withdrew his martial spirit.

His hands swept across the storage soul tool at his waist, revealing several gleaming, deadly weapons.

Using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Tang San nimbly widened the distance between him and Zhao Wuji while launching wave after wave of concealed weapons.

His hands fluttered like butterflies, and his arsenal of hidden weapons rapidly dwindled.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

These concealed weapons weren't ordinary. Coated with toxins, they weren't simple Willow Leaf Knives or Bone-Piercing Needles.

Yet, despite their deadly design, they couldn't effectively penetrate Zhao Wuji's defense. These hidden weapons might not even be as sharp as Zhu Zhuqing's claws when she was in spirit possession.

"Roar!"

Perhaps annoyed by the constant attacks, Zhao Wuji roared furiously, shattering the Blue Silver Grass binding him.

"Fourth Spirit Skill: Position Tracking!"

Speed might not be Zhao Wuji's strong suit, but his fourth spirit skill could lock onto a target and let him appear beside it in the blink of an eye.

Tang San's expression changed drastically. He immediately activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to dodge.

But how could he evade something that was already locked onto him?

In the next moment, Zhao Wuji appeared right in front of Tang San, a cold smirk on his face.

The Vigorous Vajra Palm came down hard on Tang San.

"Puh!"

Tang San's body was sent flying, blood spraying from his mouth as he soared through the air.

Yet, his mind remained astonishingly clear. His right hand swept across his storage soul tool again, revealing several golden pellets.

Infusing them with soul power, the golden pellets transformed into tiny, hair-thin needles.

With a flick of his wrist, Tang San launched them at Zhao Wuji.

"Puff…"

Zhao Wuji, caught off guard and unprepared, failed to dodge. The golden needles embedded themselves into his body.

"Hiss…"

Zhao Wuji gasped sharply, his face filled with disbelief.

He actually broke through my defense?!

A mere level-29 Grandmaster Spirit Master had pierced the defense of a Spirit Sage!

The needles embedded in Zhao Wuji's flesh twisted unnaturally after impact, causing his muscles to convulse and tear with excruciating pain.

"Roar!"

The agony drove Zhao Wuji to the edge of reason. His seventh and sixth spirit rings glowed simultaneously.

"Seventh Spirit Skill: Martial Spirit Avatar!"

"Sixth Spirit Skill: Vigorous Vajra Roar!"

In an instant, Zhao Wuji's body swelled dramatically. At the same time, an overwhelming surge of spirit power condensed in his mouth.

If this roar was unleashed, Tang San would likely meet his end right then and there. The future Sea God, Asura God, Tang San… would be no more!

This was Martial Spirit Avatar combined with a sixth spirit skill!

"Old Zhao! Wake the hell up!"

(End of Chapter)

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