Chapter 530 Dealing with the Black-Robed Man.
"Hahaha! Die!"
Before Xuan Mo's attack could even hit the black-robed man, a bear paw slammed down from above.
"Teacher Zhao, you've arrived."
Xuan Mo's eyes lit up upon seeing the newcomer.
"Your attack is quite powerful."
Zhao Wuji walked to Xuan Mo's side, then turned his gaze to the heavily injured Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing, his face immediately turning grim and ashen.
"Xiao Mo, go take care of Xiao Bai and the others first, lest the situation worsen. Rongrong and the others should be arriving soon. As for these evil soul masters, leave them to me."
Zhao Wuji clenched his fist, and with a series of cracking sounds, a terrifying aura instantly rose from his body. His eyes, fixed on the black-robed man, were filled with undisguised killing intent.
"Heh, so you're the one who's been attacking my students all along... trash!"
Zhao Wuji's eyes widened in fury, and the shockwave from his roar swept towards the black-robed man, incredibly terrifying.
"Hehehe, a Title Douluo, huh..."
A bead of cold sweat instantly trickled down the black-robed man's forehead. The oppressive aura Xuan Mo had previously exerted was far less than that of this Title Douluo before him.
Moreover, he had needed two people to fight a frail, elderly Title Douluo; now, alone, he had absolutely no chance of victory.
"Weren't you just beating my students so enthusiastically, even trying to kill them? Now, the tables have turned!"
With that, Zhao Wuji vanished from his spot.
At that moment, a loud "boom" resounded, and Zhao Wuji, who had disappeared from his original position, instantly transformed into a golden afterimage.
"Not good!"
In that instant, the black-robed man, possessing the cultivation of a Soul Douluo, completely failed to detect Zhao Wuji's figure or trace. He knew that when facing this Title Douluo, he had to use his spiritual power to sense him.
Even so, all the black-robed man could perceive was a series of blurry afterimages!
Then, in less than three breaths, when the black-robed man regained his senses of Zhao Wuji, what appeared before him was a bear's paw with claws radiating a chilling aura.
"Boom!"
The next second, a powerful blow struck the black-robed man's face. Feeling the raging pain within his body, the black-robed man practically had to face Zhao Wuji's attack head-on; the powerful bear's paw seemed embedded in his face.
With his ugly face contorted almost grotesquely, Zhao Wuji showed no mercy, giving the black-robed man no chance to dodge. Right before the black-robed man's eyes, Zhao Wuji raised both fists and mercilessly slammed them into the black-robed man's face. The black hood was shattered by the aftershock of the soul power.
At this moment, the black-robed man was completely caught off guard by Zhao Wuji's attack.
"Cough cough cough!"
Under Zhao Wuji's relentless attacks, the black-robed man was powerless to retaliate. He was sent flying backward, coughing incessantly, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organs.
"Even trash like you is no good."
Looking at the blood on his hand with disgust, Zhao Wuji shook his palm, then locked his gaze on the black-robed man.
"Heh heh, prepare to die."
At the same time, "My lord, are you alright?"
The other evil spirit masters, seeing this scene, quickly surrounded him. Looking at the fallen black-robed man, their faces revealed worry.
"Die, huh..."
The black-robed man looked at the imposing Zhao Wuji in front of him, then glanced at the evil spirit masters beside him, a fierce and bloodthirsty red light flashing in his eyes.
"Hehehe! Let's see who dies."
With a maniacal laugh, a red light emanated from the black-robed man's body, then transformed into tentacles, which, to the horror of the surrounding evil spirit masters, ensnared them.
"My lord, what are you doing?!"
"My lord, spare us..."
"..."
Amidst the cries and pleas of the evil spirit masters, the black-robed man paid them no heed. Under the red light and tentacles, the blood and qi of those evil spirit masters visibly emerged from their bodies and slowly merged into the black-robed man's body.
To Xuan Mo and the others' astonishment, those evil spirit masters gradually turned into dried corpses, the weaker ones reduced to ashes.
"Teacher Zhao, quickly stop that guy."
Xuan Mo, seeing this, was the first to speak up to remind him. But Zhao Wuji remained calm, "Don't worry, he can't cause any trouble!"
"Hehehe! Let me show you the power of the Holy Spirit!"
As the black-robed man laughed, his seventh spirit ring lit up with a black light, and then his entire body was dyed crimson.
"You damned Holy Spirit, die!"
"Martial Soul True Body! Bloodstained Battle!"
Zhao Wuji roared, his seventh and ninth soul rings lighting up. Seeing the evil soul master growing larger before him, Zhao Wuji unleashed his Martial Soul True Body.
A gigantic Vajra Bear appeared where Zhao Wuji had been standing. The golden light emanating from it, along with the iron-blooded, scarlet aura surrounding it, seemed to embody both slaughter and protection. It directly overwhelmed the black-robed man, whose momentum was at its peak.
"I'm done playing. Die! Roar!"
Zhao Wuji's ninth soul ring lit up again, his entire body surging with bloodlust, causing the Vajra Bear True Body's blood patterns to intensify, and his berserk will and aura to increase once more.
Simultaneously, a dark golden light shone from his arms, converging in his paws.
In that instant, the black-robed man raised his scythe and swung it down fiercely.
Faced with this scene, Xuan Mo, not far away, narrowed his eyes, his expression unusually serious. Even he, if it were him, would find it difficult to withstand.
At this moment, Zhao Wuji unleashed his "Iron-Blooded Terror Claw!"
Bear Paw, showing no mercy, aiming straight for the black-robed man's head...
"Teacher Zhao, you're awesome!"
Ma Hongjun stood beside Zhao Wuji, giving him a fawning thumbs-up and showering him with compliments.
"Hahaha! That's nothing."
Zhao Wuji laughed heartily, crossing his arms and looking at Xuan Mo beside him, asking, "How are Mu Bai and Zhu Qing?"
"I can't say for sure about their other injuries. But based on my assessment, Mu Bai and Zhu Qing were both affected by death energy, but fortunately, the death energy was extracted in time, so they're not seriously injured."
Saying this, Xuan Mo looked at Ye Lingling, who was standing next to Ning Rongrong, who had just arrived. She was someone Xuan Mo and the others had personally asked to come from the Heavenly Dou Royal Academy as a precaution.
"I'll leave Mu Bai and the others' injuries to you."
Upon hearing this, Ye Lingling didn't say much, simply nodding before summoning her martial soul—"Nine-Heart Begonia"—to heal the unconscious Dai Mu Bai and Zhu Zhuqing.
Next, rings of spirit rings appeared…
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