Douluo: Reincarnation, the King's Power Never Dies, Unrivaled in the World

Chapter 10: A slap to teach Tang San a lesson

Wang Quan Wumu left Tiandou Royal Academy on the pretext of having something to do.

On the way out.

Zhuo Shan asked in confusion: "Master, why don't you meet Miss Dugu Yan? Perhaps you two are really more suitable for each other."

Wang Quan Wumu gently patted Zhuo Shan's head and said speechlessly: "Xiao Shan, don't forget what I am pursuing."

"what is it?"

Zhuo Shan blinked and asked with his head tilted.

Wang Quan Wumu was speechless when he saw Zhuo Shan's clueless look.

Forget it, if you don’t know, then there’s no need to know.

Just as the two of them left Tiandou Royal Academy, they suddenly heard the crisp sound of crossbows colliding.

Dozens of silent sleeve arrows filled with poison suddenly shot out from the dark alley.

Wang Quan Wumu's eyes were cold, and he moved his right index finger slightly. A cold wave of air broke the flying sleeve arrow in half.

Seeing that someone dared to attack here, Zhuo Shan immediately summoned his martial spirit and shouted angrily: "Who dares to hurt my young master? Get out here!"

The man who had ambushed them earlier came out of the alley.

The leading man stared at Wang Quan Wumu with angry eyes. He was the yellow-haired Dai Mubai, the Shrek Academy disciple who had just suffered a setback.

Dai Mubai was accompanied by Ma Hongjun, Oscar, and Tang San, the most hypocritical person in Douluo Continent.

Xiao Wu and a few others also followed Tang San. They came to avenge the previous insult.

"Oh, it's you, the yellow-haired guy from Shrek Academy."

"shut up!"

Dai Mubai frowned and said angrily: "What I hate most is when someone calls me Huangmao. You kid, do you really think that you think I'm a sick cat just because the tiger doesn't show its might?"

"Sick cat?"

Zhuo Shan was stunned.

Then he touched his nose and said, "Oh, why didn't I think of that? It turns out you are a sick cat."

Dai Mubai's mouth twitched, and he stomped his right foot hard on the ground. The three best spirit rings on his body quietly lit up. With red eyes, he said in a voice filled with endless anger: "Boy, I want to see how much you weigh. How dare you talk like this!"

"Three soul rings..."

Zhuo Shan stretched out his fingers and moved them, then turned around and looked at the young master and asked, "Young master, the three soul rings should be soul masters, right?"

"Well, the best configured Soul Master."

Wang Quan Wumu's voice was very calm, without any disturbance, and he said casually: "Xiao Shan, you can step down, leave it to me."

"Okay, Master, you beat them up. I've disliked them for a long time."

Zhuo Shan waved his fists. If Sister Yu had not told him before coming here to try not to cause trouble for the young master, he would have rushed up to teach the Shrek Academy disciples a lesson.

Wang Quan Wumu took half a step forward, and an extremely powerful pressure burst out from his body.

The surging soul power spread out in all directions like a raging storm. Wherever it passed, the space within ten meters around it stagnated, as if it was frozen in place.

At the same time, circles of soul rings symbolizing status and strength quietly lit up.

Black, black, black, black, black, black, black, red, red!

Nine soul rings that could not be described in words slowly rose from his feet, and in his hand was a sword. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, and it was gleaming with green light. The blade was like autumn water, and it was cold and sharp. The word "royal power" was engraved on the hilt, which was shining brightly.

Even if you hold it in your hand, you can feel the faint murderous aura emanating from it.

Dai Mubai's lips kept trembling, and his voice was intermittent, "One hundred thousand... one hundred thousand year... soul ring!"

He used up almost all his strength to say these words. His legs went weak and he could not control his body at all. He collapsed to the ground in an instant.

In his opinion, strong people with 100,000-year spirit rings in the entire Douluo Continent are as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns. Even the two Titled Douluos in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect only have 10,000-year spirit rings in the end.

When the ninth soul ring appeared on Wang Quan Wumu's body, time seemed to stand still, and of course those people were also stunned where they were.

They didn't want to believe that this was true and rubbed their eyes hard, but the dazzling red light still shocked everyone.

This is not a dream, nor is it a dazzle, this is all real.

A hundred thousand year soul ring that actually exists.

Zhuo Shan was stunned when he saw the halo swirling around the young master's body.

The young master's spirit ring is actually different from theirs.

The spirit rings of the four of them are all black ten thousand year spirit rings, while the young master's last two spirit rings are actually red, which means that the young master's eighth and ninth spirit rings are one hundred thousand year spirit rings.

Ma Hongjun knelt on the ground trembling, his lips quivering, and sweat dripping down uncontrollably. He never expected that the little brat in front of him was actually a Titled Douluo.

There was a sound of astonishment in the crowd. The most panicked person was Tang San. He subconsciously took a half step back, took out the silent sleeve arrow that had been fired from his pocket, and secretly threw it into the trash can.

If the other party knew that they were launching a surprise attack, the consequences would be disastrous.

Xiao Wu hid behind Tang San in fear, her face full of panic. If she had known that the other party was a Titled Douluo, she would not have gotten involved in this matter.

Tang San also thought Xiao Wu was frightened, so he patted her shoulder gently and comforted her: "Don't worry, Xiao Wu, I'm here and I won't let him hurt you."

After saying that, Tang San straightened his clothes, took a step forward, and said in a very familiar manner: "Junior Shrek Academy disciple Tang San, greets His Majesty."

The teacher once said that if you meet a Titled Douluo one day, you must first address the other party as "Your Majesty" and also give the other party a very good impression.

By then, if the senior is in a good mood, he or she may give you a few words of advice, which will definitely be a great gain.

"It was you who shot the hidden weapon just now, right?"

Wang Quan Wu Mu turned his head to look at Tang San and asked with an indifferent expression.

After he finished speaking, Tang San, who was bowing, had a gradually gloomy expression. It seemed that he was discovered after all.

Tang San's face turned pale, and he kept thinking about how to get rid of the Titled Douluo. But no matter how he calculated, even if he used Ghost Shadow, he still had nowhere to escape in front of the Titled Douluo.

What should I do!
Waiting online, very urgent...

Zhuo Shan then stepped forward, rolled up his sleeves, and slapped Tang San rudely.

Snapped--

A crisp sound.

A crisp and sweet slap sounded instantly, and Tang San's weak body flew out like a kite with its string broken, hitting the wall without any warning.

"Master, if you don't do it, I won't indulge you."

Tang San's face was already red and swollen, two teeth were missing, and a mouth full of blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth. His whole person looked extremely terrifying.

(End of this chapter)