Chapter 106: A Generation's God King, Cultivation Not Yet Complete, His Dao Heart Shattered! This Girl Must Not Be Left Alive!
"So that's how it is; this Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer technique is actually this simple!"
Bai Lu watched without blinking and quickly grasped its essence.
Thinking about it, Tang San had already mastered this so-called strongest blacksmithing technique at Rank 10. How difficult could it really be?
It was nothing more than using rotational footwork to stack centrifugal force in the correct way to create a stronger attack.
"That's enough; end it!"
"Ha!"
The moment she received Bai Lu's command, Zhu Zhuqing decisively closed in.
She raised her small hand and swung fiercely at Tang San, whose face had already twisted with ferocity!
"Tenth strike!"
Tang San gritted his teeth, using all his strength to swing the Clear Sky Hammer, which he could barely hold anymore.
"Boom—!"
On the battlefield, soul power surged violently, colliding with a thunderous explosion.
Dust billowed, covering most of the arena.
Immediately afterward, a shattered Clear Sky Hammer flew out from the dust.
It crashed heavily onto the ground, then turned into starlike fragments and dissipated.
"What's the situation…"
Everyone outside the arena stared nervously.
"Whoosh~"
Soul power surged, a strong wind rose, and the dust was completely swept away.
Everyone clearly saw the situation inside—
A cold and stunning girl stood before Tang San, who was coughing up blood.
She held a hidden weapon made by Tang San himself, pointing it directly at his eyes.
Her red lips parted slightly as she said calmly:
"You lost."
"I… lost?"
Tang San looked around in a daze—
Boss Dai was barely conscious, his eyes dim as he chewed on Oscar's sausage.
Ma Hongjun leaned into Flender's arms, clutching his swollen face and groaning softly.
Oscar was still conscious, but the crossbow bolt remained embedded in his waist.
Every face was filled with despair, pain, and anguish… but not a trace of unwillingness.
The gap was so large that they could not even muster feelings of resentment.
As for himself…
Tang San lowered his head, looking at his torn palms, flesh mangled and bleeding.
He checked his body and found his hidden weapons exhausted; the Godly Zhuge Crossbow had already been used, with only a few Dragon Beard Needles remaining.
There was still the Flying God Claw unused, but using it would make no difference.
In less than a minute, four of them had already been heavily injured.
In his daze, Tang San could hear voices from outside—
"How is this possible… she's only been away from Suo Tuo City for a short time, yet she's already this strong?"
Flender's lips twitched slightly as he muttered.
"She didn't even use martial soul possession, yet even the Godly Zhuge Crossbow couldn't hurt her… this girl… she's a monster!"
Zhao Wuji's eyes were filled with disbelief.
"No martial soul, yet overwhelming force; terrifying physical body… and she could even withstand that hammer. Her true strength must not be below Soul Saint."
Yu Xiaogang's fingers trembled unconsciously as he analyzed.
Only now did he realize—it wasn't that the girl wasn't qualified to receive his teaching.
It was that he was not qualified to teach her at all!
"Impossible! In such a short time, how could you become this strong?!"
Tang San gritted his teeth, his voice hoarse.
Sweat mixed with blood slid down his temples, the immense pressure in his heart pushing him to the brink of collapse—
He had gone all out, even using his hidden second martial soul, yet he hadn't seen even the slightest chance of victory, let alone forcing her to summon her martial soul.
In response, the girl calmly repeated:
"You lost."
"…"
Tang San clenched his fists, nails digging deep into his palms, drawing blood.
In the end, all unwillingness and frustration turned into a helpless sigh:
"I… lost…"
The atmosphere fell into silence.
"You could withstand my Godly Zhuge Crossbow with your body…"
After a few seconds, Tang San looked up at her and suddenly realized something.
"Does that mean you consumed the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum before and cultivated an indestructible body?"
"You know quite a lot. Unfortunately, it's useless."
Zhu Zhuqing remained calm. "A bet is a bet. Purple Demon Eye, teach it to me now."
"…A bet is a bet!"
Tang San instinctively gritted his teeth and took out a manual for Purple Demon Eye from his storage tool, something he had written in advance for rebuilding the Tang Sect.
"Controlling Crane, Capturing Dragon!"
His hands trembled as he held the manual, his gaze burning as he stared at Zhu Zhuqing.
"Why do you know my Controlling Crane, Capturing Dragon?"
"You're mistaken. That's my self-created Spiral Hand."
Zhu Zhuqing took the manual, her expression unchanged.
"Of course, if you prefer to call it Controlling Crane, Capturing Dragon, that's fine."
"Spiral Hand… heh…"
Tang San suddenly let out a bitter laugh, his face pale.
The secret techniques from the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record that he had brought from another world had been learned by a girl after just one encounter?
Such a once-in-a-century genius would only exist in legends—even in his previous world!
Wait! No!
"Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track… you didn't learn that too, did you?"
Shock flashed through Tang San's eyes as he looked at the cold girl.
Only now did he recall that this technique should have benefited her the most.
Yet when she made the bet earlier, she showed no hesitation.
Zhu Zhuqing's lips curved slightly into a faint smile, saying nothing.
But Tang San already knew the answer.
"Wait!"
Just as Zhu Zhuqing turned to leave, he suddenly gritted his teeth and said,
"I'm willing to exchange the remaining Hundred Hidden Weapon Explanations and Mysterious Jade Hand from the Mysterious Heaven Record for your Yearning Heartbroken Red!"
"As expected of Xiao San… even now, still trying to hold something back…"
On the spiritual throne, Bai Lu sighed and shook his head.
Anyone who knew Douluo would know that the most important technique in the Mysterious Heaven Record was the Mysterious Heaven Skill.
That was the divine technique Tang San relied on across three lifetimes, even after becoming a God King and cultivating again—a technique he only passed down in a reduced form!
If Tang San were willing to offer the Mysterious Heaven Skill, perhaps he would have some interest.
As for the Mysterious Jade Hand and the hidden weapon manual?
Forget it.
Rather than studying those, he might as well focus on his pile of research topics.
'Wait! Something's off!'
'Compared to Ice Empress and Tianmeng, who nap all day in Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea, why do I feel like a workhorse?'
Bai Lu thought carefully and realized that his life before transmigration was less 'busy' than it is now.
Ridiculous!
Outside, hearing Bai Lu's thoughts, Zhu Zhuqing decisively responded:
"Not interested."
With that, she turned and left without hesitation.
"Heh…"
Watching her departing figure, Tang San's body trembled as he let out a self-mocking, dazed laugh.
He had lost the battle, lost the techniques, lost everything.
So… even after giving it his all, he still failed to protect anything.
He couldn't protect Xiao Wu, and the Tang Sect techniques were no different.
"Crack~"
He could vaguely feel something deep within his heart shattering.
A generation's God King, cultivation not yet complete, his Dao heart shattered!
——
On the other side,
"Oscar, are you okay?"
Ning Rongrong asked with concern, handing over several bottles of healing pills.
"Don't worry, Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing held back. I'm fine…"
Seeing the goddess approach, Oscar forced out a smile.
"That's good! Make sure to recover properly!"
"If you're interested, you're always welcome to join my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
After speaking, Ning Rongrong left behind an ordinary token and quickly ran toward Zhu Zhuqing.
"Rong…"
Oscar raised his hand slightly, then let it fall in disappointment.
For some reason, his injuries no longer hurt.
His heart did.
"Zhuqing, you were amazing!"
Ning Rongrong grabbed Zhu Zhuqing's hand, her eyes full of admiration.
"The four of them working together, plus Tang San's hidden weapons, still couldn't do anything to you!"
"Mm, let's go."
Zhu Zhuqing gently patted Ning Rongrong's head and led her back into the city.
Meanwhile, Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and the rest of Shrek remained frozen in place.
Their expressions were filled with shock, and they were unable to recover for a long time.
Zhu Zhuqing's strength had completely overturned their understanding.
In the shadows,
Tang Hao stood stiffly, his gaze growing increasingly solemn, shock almost overflowing from his eyes.
A twelve-year-old soul master with roughly Rank 60 soul power, without summoning her martial soul or using soul bone skills,
had easily crushed four top-tier Shrek students older than her.
Even Tang San's strange hidden weapons and Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer were completely useless.
This talent, this strength, is terrifying!
Even at his peak in the past, at the same level, he might not have been able to achieve this!
"This girl… must not be left alive!"
End of Chapter