Rebirth: The Redemption Heroine in Douluo

The Zhao Wuji in front of him looked really miserable.

His eye sockets were swollen, and the dark blue color spread directly to his face. His naked upper body was alternating between blue and purple, and some places even oozed blood.

The most obvious thing is the big lump on his right shoulder, which is bulging, red, swollen and raised.

Tang San was a little worried. Those hidden weapons shouldn't be able to turn Teacher Zhao, a Soul Sage, into this state... right?

Zhao Wuji ignored what Tang San was thinking, and his voice was as dull as a bell.

"Tang San, what's the matter with you that's looking for me so late?"

"Ah, that's right, Mr. Zhao. There was one hidden weapon I threw at you that day that you probably couldn't take out by yourself."

Tang San came back to his senses. He pointed at the big swelling on Zhao Wuji's right shoulder and said quickly:

"There should still be some dragon whisker needles left in this place. This kind of hidden weapon cannot be forced out of the body by soul power alone. It can only be done by using special techniques."

"It's not good to keep this stuff in your body for a long time. Can I help you take it out?"

Zhao Wuji frowned. There was indeed something entangled in his right shoulder, but he had been lying in bed recuperating that day and had no energy to care about it.

Now after Tang San said this, he really felt that the pain there became more obvious.

Without refusing, Zhao Wuji stepped aside to let Tang San enter the house.

Well, it's a bit embarrassing to tell others that a Soul Saint can't heal the injuries caused by a Great Soul Master by himself.

No, it would be embarrassing to tell others that a dignified Soul Saint was injured by a Great Soul Master.

But...after thinking that Tang San was that person, Zhao Wuji finally let it go. Well, being hurt by the son of a Titled Douluo is not too shameful, right?

After the younger one is beaten, the older one comes too. It’s so terrible.

Tang San followed Zhao Wuji into the room. He didn't dare to look around, but he always felt that Zhao Wuji looked at him with a complicated look.

He didn't understand why, but he was careful not to say anything.

Anyway, the injuries on Zhao Wuji’s body could not have been caused by himself, so they had nothing to do with him.

Instructing Zhao Wuji to sit cross-legged, Tang San's expression finally became serious.

Slowly closing his eyes, he mobilized his soul power, stretched out two fingers of his right hand, and tapped the acupuncture points on Zhao Wuji's chest as fast as lightning. A twisted golden needle was slowly forced out from the swelling, and as his soul power increased, it gradually became straight and sharp.

Zhao Wuji was sweating profusely at this moment, but unexpectedly he didn't say a word. Even Tang San was a little surprised.

The Dragon Beard Needle is a hidden weapon that ranks very high in the "Xuan Tian Bao Lu". Its raw material is the extremely difficult to find plate crystal gold.

It does not require any polishing or carving. It only requires a trace of soul power to be injected when using it. The originally curved gold hair will become sharp and straight in an instant. After entering the human body, it will quickly curl up, with skin and flesh rolled in. Without special techniques, it can only remain in the body for life, until the wound festers, and severe pain will be caused when moving the hands and feet.

The process of pulling out the dragon beard needle was like torture, and the pain was more than ten times that of when it remained in the body. For so many years, he only discovered it by chance in a shop after arriving in Soto City.

The boss was extremely cunning. He didn't know the value of the crystal gold plate, but he raised the price when the boy asked to buy it.

But why did he suddenly change his mind and give it to them for free?

It was a bit too much to use a hidden weapon of this power on a master. Tang San inevitably felt guilty.

However, Teacher Zhao was able to hold out for a whole day and night without saying a word, and he did not utter a word when he pulled out the weapon. He was indeed a ruthless man.

Acalanatha lives up to his reputation.

Tang San couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart.

What he didn't know was that Zhao Wuji couldn't bear it at all. He was in so much pain that he wanted to curse.

However, he had just been severely beaten by this kid's father, and even though that man was a Titled Douluo, he still felt a little dissatisfied.

Acala became famous very early, and he was rarely defeated in the world of soul masters. However, he was beaten by that man last night and he had no chance to fight back.

At this moment, I can only maintain my dignity as a teacher in front of his son.

Meow, it hurts.

...

Although he said so, he still had a lot of favorable impression towards Tang San in his heart.

Although he has a protective and tyrannical background, he is talented, well-versed, decisive, and knows how to care for his sister. He has leadership skills and can even carefully help his teachers solve their problems.

Rough but delicate, chivalrous but tender.

Zhao Wuji is a rough man who grew up eating at many people's homes. He values ​​friendship the most and likes people who are loyal and righteous.

Tang San, Tang Wuyou who never forgot to protect his companions in times of crisis, and several other little guys...are all good kids.

This year's college is finally lively.

Zhao Wuji's mind was full of thoughts, but the room was silent, with only the occasional puffing sound.

The sound of the dragon beard needle piercing the skin.

*

The next day, before dawn, Tang Wuyou opened his eyes.

He had been in a coma for the past two days and had no time to practice the Purple Demonic Pupil.

My body has mostly recovered now, and since I can move around without any problems, I cannot waste time.

Tang Wuyou quietly climbed out of bed and opened the door carefully, for fear of waking Xiao Wu.

Walking in the academy, the corners of her lips curled up slightly and her eyes narrowed comfortably.

Although the college is a bit poor, the air in the countryside is really fresh.

When Tang Wuyou arrived at the highest hill here under the dim moonlight, he vaguely saw a black figure sitting cross-legged.

It's my brother!

As if sensing something, Tang San, who had been practicing with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked over.

"Brother, you came so early."

Tang Wuyou smiled slightly and greeted Tang San softly.

During the years at Notting College, the two of them continued to practice the Purple Demon Eye together as they had done when they were children.

However, due to the long journey and injuries, they haven't been together for a few days.

It's been a long time since I felt this way.

Tang San looked at the rosy-faced girl in front of him, his heart softened, and he responded softly.

The early morning of late autumn is crisp and the grass and trees are withered and yellow, but they cannot resist the warm warmth here.

At this moment, the sky suddenly brightened and purple air came from the east.

*

By the time the two finished their training, it was already time for breakfast.

As they had just arrived, they were not familiar with the college and could only walk along the small paths, looking for places where smoke was coming out of chimneys.

Tang Wuyou's little hand was held by Tang San, and the two of them bathed in the quiet time of the early morning, which was quite comfortable.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that the look in her brother's eyes when he looked at her today was strangely gentle. Although her brother usually doted on her, she always felt that something was different.

There was a special atmosphere surrounding the two of them.

But the good times didn't last long. Suddenly, a sound of fighting came from the front, completely destroying the atmosphere.

Tang San couldn't help but frown.

The roar of men mixed with the tender shouts of women

Listening carefully, it turned out to be Xiao Wu's voice!