Chapter 54: The Kind Mr. Zhuang

"Fizz!"

There was a burning smell in the air. The Black Emperor was still alive. His flesh and blood were wriggling, and the black armor climbed onto his enchanting body again.

However, at this moment, she no longer had the motivation to resist.

The heart is ashamed.

Moon was leaning on a crutch, and his hunched body was bursting out with extremely terrifying soul power.

The phantom of the Holy Dragon of Light, which was powerful enough to solidify into reality, appeared behind him, and its claws tightly grasped the Black Emperor.

"Master."

"senior."

Moon's appearance made the two men stunned for a moment, and then they shouted one after another.

"Xiao Tao, Wu Lin, are you okay?"

Moon's wrinkled, old face trembled as he examined the two of them.

"fine."

"I'm not dead yet." Tang Wulin's face was as pale as paper. He covered the wound on his chest that was still oozing blood and gasped.

The use of "Golden Dragon King's Deterrence" just now exhausted all his soul power and blood energy. His condition declined, and the wounds that had recovered a little were broken again.

If he hadn't held it down with his hand, his left hand would have been broken off by now.

Moon was full of self-blame.

There is no doubt that Tang Wulin's injury was due to his negligence.

As an Extreme Douluo and with the blessing of the Golden Tree, he was still unable to see the situation of the academy.

"Hey, let me take you away first."

Moon sighed.

The shadow of the Holy Dragon of Light emerged, wrapped Ma Xiaotao and Tang Wulin, and then flew towards the center of Seagod Lake.

……

"How is Wulin's injury?"

Ma Xiaotao stared at Mr. Zhuang who was using his soul power in front of her and asked worriedly.

Old Zhuang had a strange look on his face, and he sighed and said, "It's really strange. If it were someone else, this kind of horrible injury would have killed them half of their lives, but you can still jump around and fight with the strong attack soul of the Soft Bone Rabbit martial spirit."

Tang Wulin, looking weak, smiled but did not respond.

He just bowed and said, "Thank you, senior."

"Hey! Mr. Zhuang, please tell us quickly what happened to Tang Wulin." Ma Xiaotao urged anxiously, pouting.

Old Zhuang blew his nose and glared, "Hey, girl, stop yelling around me. My head is numb from all that yelling. How can I, a plant-type Titled Douluo, let the Blue Silver Emperor, who only appears in ten thousand years, get into trouble? You will be too ashamed to face the ancestors of Shrek even if you die.

Although the halberd cut open your boyfriend's lungs and nearly injured his heart, severing his meridians, a ray of icy energy sealed the wound, and combined with the terrifying blood in his body and my Tree of Life martial spirit, I can guarantee that he will be alive and kicking after a month of recuperation!"

"That's good."

Ma Xiaotao patted her plump chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

But she immediately remembered the word "boyfriend", her pretty face turned red, she gritted her teeth and said, "You old man, he is your boyfriend!"

After saying this, her flaming red hair flew out and she turned and ran away.

He hugged his knees, not daring to look directly at Tang Wulin.

"Ahem, okay, okay."

Old Zhuang glanced at Ma Xiaotao, and a smile appeared on his kind and gentle face.

He could see Ma Xiaotao's feelings for Tang Wulin. She had grown up under his care. It would be perfect for her to be able to combine with Tang Wulin, the owner of the Blue Silver Emperor spirit, and stay in Shrek.

But there was a hint of urgency on Tang Wulin's face.

He quickly asked, "Master Zhuang, you mean that I can't use my martial soul for a month, right?" Hearing this, Master Zhuang stroked his white beard and said slowly, "That's not the case. With my eight-ring soul skill, you will be able to use your Blue Silver Emperor martial soul soon, but your meridians, heart and lungs, as well as your broken hand, all need time to recover.

The broken hand directly affected your combat effectiveness. The meridians slowed down the conduction speed of your soul power in the body by half, not to mention your blood energy. Your rampant blood power would only cause the wound on your chest to burst.

Your current strength is probably only 30% of what it used to be."

"That's it."

Tang Wulin frowned, somewhat disappointed.

After all, the elimination round is about to begin, and the reward for the first place in the Shrek freshman assessment is at stake.

He didn't want to miss the opportunity because of his injury.

Only 30% strength
It's enough to beat the Soul Master. If you are more cautious, it will be easy to win the championship.

Tang Wulin then put aside his thoughts and concentrated on accepting the healing from Master Zhuang's Tree of Life spirit.

The soft green light was filled with majestic life energy, nourishing Tang Wulin's body.

His severed hand, which was only connected by skin and tendons, was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye under the action of life energy. The disordered meridians in his body were also returning to their original positions under the guidance of Master Zhuang.

He is worthy of being a Titled Douluo-level healing soul master!
Tang Wulin stood up in amazement. Apart from still feeling a little weak, there was no visible change in his body.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhuang."

Old Zhuang smiled bitterly and shook his head, waving his hands, saying: "This was originally the negligence of our Sea God Pavilion, and you almost lost your life. I should do this.

By the way, don’t you want a soul bone?

I will be the substitute for Shaozhe, oh, Xiaotao's master, the current dean of the martial spirit department. It is a plant-type soul bone, which is quite suitable for your Blue Silver Emperor martial spirit. After some time, you and Xiaotao can come to the Sea God Pavilion to get it. "

"Ah."

Mr. Zhuang was so considerate and kind that Tang Wulin was a little stunned.

It was the kindest face he had ever seen since he came to Shrek.

"Then I will leave first. After all, you still have things to deal with."

Old Zhuang looked at Moon in the depths of Poseidon Pavilion with a gentle gaze.

Then his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

Following Mr. Zhuang's gaze, Tang Wulin took a deep breath and slowly walked to Moon's side.

Look up.

At this moment, Jiang Nannan, who was wearing black armor and looked sometimes charming and sometimes pure, was suppressed by the breath of the Holy Dragon of Light and bound by the thorns of the golden tree.

"Get out of my student's body!"

Moon, who is usually indifferent, was really angry. He was like a volcano that had been brewing for thousands of years and could erupt at any time.

The extremely terrifying aura made Tang Wulin, who possessed the blood of the Golden Dragon King, tremble with fear.

"How dare you, a mortal, a pathetic mortal who is about to be harvested by the god of death, threaten me?" "Jiang Nannan" responded with a sarcastic smile on his face and his empty male voice.

That’s right, the one occupying Jiang Nannan’s body at this time is no longer the Black Emperor, but the Saint Lord of the Abyss!

"If I don't leave, can you do anything to me?"

The Saint Lord of the Abyss was like a rogue, occupying Jiang Nannan's body by force.

Before, he didn't take action himself because he was afraid of the gap between him and the Lord of the Plane. Now that he has been exposed, there is naturally nothing to be afraid of.

Before leaving, I have to disgust these humans.

"Damned alien creature, aren't you afraid that the wrath of the gods will be poured down on you!?" Moon threatened.

"God?"

"Mortal, you are still deceiving yourself at this time. The plane masters of Douluo Continent have no independent consciousness. Those gods you mentioned are now unable to take care of themselves. Do you still expect them to protect you?

You who are connected to the Golden Tree must know that the God Realm has long lost contact, and there are many beings in the universe who are eyeing you."

(End of this chapter)