Douluo: After becoming everyone's favorite, I am invincible

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhao Wuji could no longer hold on.

After being knocked away by a Soul Saint again, he stood up shakily.

He wiped the blood off his face, then stood still and did not continue to rush forward. Instead, he took the opportunity to catch his breath.

The same was true for the three Soul Saints on the opposite side. After all, they were the Acalanatha who had once escaped from the siege of the Spirit Hall. Their strength should not be underestimated. Although they suppressed them with numbers, they were inevitably injured.

[Zhao Wou-Ki: Oscar! Ask the two seniors how long it will take before they can join the battle. I can’t hold on any longer!]

Zao Wou-Ki communicated with Oscar in the spiritual network connected by Tang Yanxiao.

Oscar has been in a state of anxiety. He is smart enough to know that the current battle situation will not last long. If the two seniors do not recover their fighting strength, only death will greet them.

Furthermore, if they delayed too long and the dean successfully escaped from the purple-clothed woman's pursuit and returned empty-handed, then they would have no chance of survival.

"Two seniors! How long will it take you to recover your combat power?"

He whispered in the ears of the two people who had their eyes closed.

Juhuaguan frowned, as if thinking, and replied after a few seconds: "At least another twenty-five breaths."

[Oscar: Everyone! Hold on for another 25 seconds!]

Oscar's words echoed in the minds of several people, and their eyes were fierce.

Twenty-five seconds is neither long nor short. At this juncture, it is undoubtedly a huge challenge for them.

Zhao Wuji rested for less than two seconds before the three Soul Saints launched another attack.

What's worse is that his Mighty King Kong Bear's true body can only last for another ten seconds. After ten seconds of true body time, he will enter the weak period after using his martial soul true body. At that time, he can only pray that his skin is thick enough to withstand the fifteen-second group attack of three Soul Saints.

It was even more impossible for Tang Yanxiao, Hu Liena and the others' martial soul fusion skills to last for twenty-five seconds. At most, they could only last for twelve seconds. After that, for the next thirteen seconds, they could only passively take the beating without any ability to fight back.

Ning Qingzhi was the only one in the field who knew that the situation was better over there. The six Soul Douluos were disturbed by it, and their soul power recovery speed not only did not speed up but slowed down.

After hearing Oscar's voice, Ning Qingzhi was the only one who had the energy to estimate the maximum duration of the people in the field, and the result was that they could only last thirteen seconds at most.

Thirteen seconds later, if they don't want to die, they must find a way to delay time.

But how to procrastinate?

His mind raced, and he finally came up with something. His eyes suddenly turned fierce, and he said to Dai Mubai, "Mubai, hold on, buy me some time!"

Dai Mubai hummed heavily and protected Ning Qingzhi firmly behind him.

All the attacks of the six people fell on him alone, and the wounds on his body were increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But he did not retreat even a single step and still stood in front of Ning Qingzhi.

Ning Qingzhi behind him held the red lotus in his left hand and the blue lotus in his right hand. After taking a deep breath, he clapped his hands, trying to merge the two flowers together.

A terrifying aura emanated from him, and all the enemies in the field felt threatened. They immediately rushed towards Ning Qingzhi like crazy to interrupt him.

But how could their opponents let them do as they wished? They all tried their best to stop them.

But they all sensed the danger and burst out with 120% of their strength, which greatly increased the difficulty of delaying the attack.

Dai Mubai, in particular, was beaten so badly that his whole body was covered with wounds and his face was covered with bruises, even worse than when he was beaten by Yan Hua before.

"Boy! You can't bear it! If you keep holding on, you'll lose your life!"

One of the Soul Douluo said viciously that they, who had no soul power, were really annoyed by this kid. It was a stretch to use his first soul skill, and he would release a light wave to counterattack from time to time, which was a headache for them.

They couldn't do anything to him with their bare hands for a while. Some of them tried to get around him from behind, but they were always knocked away by the ice sword thrown by the girl carrying a sledgehammer not far away.

Under the protection of the two of them, they really couldn't get close to Ning Qingzhi. They could only watch helplessly as the aura around him became more and more terrifying.

In the end, both of them directed all their attacks on Dai Mubai, hoping to defeat him as quickly as possible.

Dai Mubai had very little soul power left, and he had to rely entirely on his physical body and willpower to hold on.

"Ahem, Qingzhi...I can't bear it anymore..."

He spoke with difficulty, but his body did not move at all. Even though he was covered in wounds and even though he was at his limit, he did not take a single step back and kept Ning Qingzhi firmly protected behind him.

Ning Qingzhi was sweating profusely. He was anxious in his heart and wanted to be faster, but the fusion of the two soul skills was not so easy. The powerful repulsive force hit his body. He had to use all his mental and soul power to prevent it from exploding and guide it to slowly merge.

Ten seconds passed quickly, and Zhao Wuji was the first to fall.

His body was trampled hard by the three Soul Saints. Listening to their humiliation and abuse, his eyelids became heavier and heavier. He tried his best to look in the direction of Ning Qingzhi, and wanted to say something with his lips trembling, but found that he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to speak.

When he finally closed his eyes, he didn’t know whether he was alive or dead.

The three Soul Saints were about to take his life once and for all when they were stopped by a flaming figure.

The battlefield of Yanhua and Yan was closest to Zhao Wuji. Seeing the actions of the three Soul Saints, they instinctively rushed over.

"Suzaku God Yan!"

A line of blazing fire gushed out from the mouth of the flaming giant. This was the strongest attack the two men had ever released with all their might, but it only repelled the three Soul Saints without hurting them at all.

After the dazzling fire line faded, the body of the fire giant suddenly disappeared. Yan and Yanhua both fell from the air and overlapped with Zhao Wuji.

Yan Hua pressed on Yan, and even at this critical moment he did not forget to tease him.

"Brother, it seems that we can't be born on the same day, month and year, but we can die on the same day, month and year, and die like a candied haws stick..."

"Just shut up, you're as heavy as a pig."

"Hehe, maybe the sword won't be able to stab you in a while..."

Yan Hua spoke weakly, praying in his heart that the man would use less strength and not hurt his brother.

Although the three Soul Saints were not injured, their faces were blackened by the fire. At this moment, veins on their foreheads were throbbing, and they raised their swords to chop at the three people.

Yan Hua looked directly at the sword and thought to himself, it was over. This sword certainly couldn't hurt his brother, but he was going to be cut in half.

He closed his eyes, ready to accept the arrival of death, but he felt dizzy and when he opened his eyes again, he could only see Zhao Wuji's hair.

His heart skipped a beat and a whine escaped his throat as he felt the weight on top of him.

"elder brother--!"