Chapter 8: Su Bai! Let go of my Xiao Wu!

"The second soul skill, charm!"

A pink heart-shaped halo appeared around Xiao Wu's body, and she threw it towards Zhao Wuji.

However, the gap between Xiao Wu's soul power and Zhao Wuji's is too big.

How could the Soul Saint's spiritual power be easily shaken by a great soul master like her?

Zhao Wuji's body just shook slightly. The counterattack force of this charm instantly spread back to Xiao Wu along the path of soul power.

"Poof!"

Xiao Wu only felt that her spirit was hit hard and her head felt dizzy. Her body instantly became shaky and her soul power became chaotic. Her knees weakened and she almost fell to the ground.

"Xiao Wu!" Tang San exclaimed.

When Tang San saw Xiao Wu being injured, his body's anger and anxiety completely exploded.

He ignored Zhao Wuji's power and immediately mobilized his soul power, using the ghost shadow, and quickly rushed towards Xiao Wu.

Tang San only had one thought in his mind, to protect Xiao Wu. He couldn't let Xiao Wu get hurt anymore.

However, Su Bai's speed was faster than Tang San.

Su Bai was originally between Xiao Wu and Zhao Wuji. He didn't hesitate at all, and the third soul ring shined again.

"The third soul skill, Qilin Soars into the Sky!"

The golden stream of light appeared again, and Su Bai reached Xiao Wu before Tang San at an incredible speed.

Su Bai stretched out his arms and took Xiao Wu into his arms steadily.

Xiao Wu's body is very soft, with a hint of sweet smell.

She was breathless after being injured, but the moment she was hugged by Su Bai, her physical discomfort eased a lot.

Su Bai's auspicious aura enveloped her again. Xiao Wu's consciousness was a little blurry, but the feeling of peace of mind made her feel very warm.

Tang San rushed forward and saw Xiao Wu being held in Su Bai's arms. His anger exploded like a ignited powder keg.

"Su Bai! Let go of my Xiao Wu!"

Tang San roared, his voice filled with uncontrollable anger and jealousy.

His cheeks turned red and his chest heaved violently. Looking at Xiao Wu in Su Bai's arms, she felt her heart bleed.

Xiao Wu weakly raised her head and leaned on Su Bai's chest. She looked at Su Bai, her voice was very soft, with a hint of dependence and gratitude.

"Brother Su Bai... thank you..."

Although Xiao Wu's voice was small, it reached Tang San's ears clearly. These words were like a flying knife, piercing his heart fiercely.

At the same time, the system prompt sounded again.

[Ding, Xiao Wu's favorability is +25, and the current favorability is 50 points! 】

[Reward: Favorability Treasure Box x1]

Su Bai held Xiao Wu in his arms and was satisfied with the system's beep. He looked at Tang San, with no expression on his face.

But there was joy in my heart. The auspicious beast Qilin was indeed powerful. Xiao Wu's favorability reached 50 points in a short period of time. It seemed that it shouldn't be difficult to completely defeat Xiao Wu.

Tang San's body stiffened on the spot.

He looked at Xiao Wu in Su Bai's arms, Xiao Wu clinging to her weakly, and the words "Brother Su Bai" kept echoing in his mind.

This made Tang San feel dizzy. He had paid so much to protect Xiao Wu since childhood, but Xiao Wu... all her reliance at the moment was given to Su Bai.

Tang San felt unprecedented pain and anger. He felt that he had been abandoned by Xiao Wu, and that all his efforts had been easily taken away by Su Bai.

Zhao Wuji watched the farce from the side with a playful look on his face.

Interesting, so interesting. It seems that the boy's woman is going to be snatched away.

Tang San stood there blankly, his eyes red and panting like an ox, staring intently at Xiao Wu in Su Bai's arms.

That sentence "Brother Su Bai... thank you" was like a poisonous snake, entangled in his heart, constantly tearing at his reason.

The extreme anger and frustration intertwined, making Tang San's body tremble.

Tang San forced himself to calm down, but the fire in his heart burned stronger and stronger.

No!

He cannot accept such a result!

Tang San's gaze tightened, he shifted his attention away from Su Bai and Xiao Wu, and instead focused on Zhao Wuji.

The culprit of all this is Zhao Wuji's harm to Xiao Wu. He wanted Zhao Wuji to pay the price.

His left hand quietly reached into his arms and flicked his fingers.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sound broke through the air quickly.

More than a dozen hidden weapons flashing with cold light flew out of Tang San's hands at lightning speed and aimed directly at the acupuncture points all over Zhao Wuji's body.

These hidden weapons come in various shapes, including throwing knives, darts, and even dragon-whisker needles as thin as an ox's hair.

Zhao WuJi Ji saw this, with a hint of anger on his face.

As a Soul Saint, had he ever seen such an attack without martial ethics?

"Boy, you are seeking death!" Zhao Wuji let out a low roar.

Zhao Wuji did not dodge, his body shook, and the seven soul rings shone brightly.

"The first soul skill, Immovable King Body!"

A layer of powerful soul power burst out from his body, and all the hidden weapons flying towards him seemed to hit an iron wall when they came into contact with this force field.

"Ding! Ding! Dang! Dang!"

There was a dense sound of metal collision.

All the hidden weapons were bounced away and fell to the ground one after another. They left a few tracks on the ground and then stopped rolling.

Not a single hidden weapon could break through Zhao Wuji's defense.

When Tang San saw that all his hidden weapons were ineffective, he felt even more desperate. He didn't expect that not even the Tang Sect's unique skills could pose any threat to Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji's anger was completely ignited.

As a teacher, I teach students, but I will never tolerate such underhanded methods. Zhao Wuji suddenly took a step forward and raised his palm.

"Crack!"

A crisp slap sounded on the training ground.

Zhao Wuji's slap hit Tang San firmly on the face.

Tang San's body instantly rose into the air, spinning several times in the air, and then like a sack, it hit the ground heavily at the edge of the training ground.

Tang San felt dizzy and his face was in burning pain. His body convulsed, and then he passed out completely.

Zhao Wuji retracted his palm, his face still filled with anger. He looked at the unconscious Tang San and let out a cold snort.

Su Bai held Xiao Wu in his arms and saw all this.

The corners of his mouth raised inadvertently, wanting to laugh. If he hit Tang San like this, it seemed that Zhao Wuji would not be able to avoid the beating.

Tang San was slapped off the field, leaving only Su Bai, Ning Rongrong, Zhu Zhuqing, and Xiao Wu in his arms.

Zhao Wuji's attention returned to Su Bai. Zhao Wuji knew that among this group of people, only Su Bai could put some pressure on him.

Su Bai gently handed Xiao Wu to Ning Rongrong beside him.

"Take good care of her." Su Bai said to Ning Rongrong.

Ning Rongrong nodded and carefully supported Xiao Wu.

She was surprised by Tang San's actions, but at the moment she was more concerned about Xiao Wu's injury.

Su Bai didn't waste time. He took another step and rushed straight towards Zhao Wuji.

The yellow soul rings under his feet shone continuously.

"The first soul skill, Qilin Strides the Sky!"