Soul Land: I Became the Pope from the Beginning

Chapter 132: Thousand Hand Asura Tang San vs. Soft Bone Charming Rabbit Xiao Wu

In the arena, Xiao Fei was directly knocked into a daze by Xiao Wu—her head spinning, ringing in her ears, making her irritable.

A slow trickle of deep red blood flowed from her nostrils, dripping onto Xiao Fei's hand, which suddenly snapped her back to reality.

Xiao Fei's expression was somewhat twisted. She wiped the blood from her nostrils with her hand, her voice suppressed, and gritted her teeth as she growled low:

"Fourth Soul Skill, Gentle Rabbit Kick."

Immediately, her fourth thousand-year soul ring flashed, and Xiao Fei's figure vanished from her original spot, like a cannonball, flying directly toward Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu looked at Xiao Fei, who was charging and smashing toward her. Her expression was normal, but she showed no signs of underestimating her opponent. Qian Renchuan had warned her that underestimating the enemy on the battlefield was a major taboo.

"First Soul Skill, Waist Bow."

With her first Soul Skill increasing her physical fitness and resilience, Xiao Wu seized the opportunity, employing the small trick of Universe Reversal.

She sidestepped the incoming cannonball-like Xiao Fei, and at the moment they brushed past each other, she struck decisively, directly grabbing Xiao Fei's kicking ankle.

Building on the original force, she threw her out again, following the trajectory.

At that moment, Xiao Fei's heart exploded. She realized she seemed unable to control her fourth Soul Skill—she couldn't stop it at all!

Thud—thud—thud—

With three loud thuds in a row, Xiao Fei, like a skipping stone, rolled frantically on the ground.

She would occasionally land, but due to the immense force and speed, she would bounce up again and continue rolling.

Finally, she landed like a missile, exploding near Tang San and smashing out a small, sunken pit.

"Xiao Fei!"

Once the smoke and dust cleared, seeing Xiao Fei lying crookedly in the sunken pit, Tang San's eyes were bloodshot, and he was panting heavily.

His body trembled uncontrollably due to his inability to suppress his killing intent, and his eyes seemed to spit fire as he glared at the masked Xiao Wu on stage.

"Damn it, I won't let anyone who dares to harm Xiao Fei go."

Tang San's voice was hoarse, as if he had three years' worth of phlegm stuck in his throat. He then rushed to Xiao Fei's side but found Xiao Fei had already fainted.

"No! My Xiao Fei!"

He checked Xiao Fei's body, noticing her chaotic aura and that three of her ribs were broken, which pained him greatly, causing him to let out a sorrowful wail.

He immediately stood up, eyes filled with killing intent, eager to challenge Xiao Wu on stage to avenge Xiao Fei.

At this moment, a hand suddenly reached out, weakly tugging at Tang San's clothes. She said word by word: "Brother San, don't avenge me yet, first… first."

Before she could finish, Tang San interrupted her, resolutely saying: "No, Xiao Fei, I will avenge you. Anyone who harms you, I will make their lives worse than death!"

Xiao Fei gave Tang San a weak glare. Had he not seen what she looked like? 

"No… that's not… what I meant. Brother San, first take me to a Healing Soul Master. I think I'm dying."

"Right, right, right, Brother San forgot."

Tang San paused when he heard Xiao Fei's words, then suddenly realized that if Xiao Fei didn't receive treatment in time, she might die. He immediately found a Healing Soul Master to tend to Xiao Fei's injuries.

He only breathed a sigh of relief when Xiao Fei's complexion looked somewhat better.

After sending Xiao Fei to the resting room, he angrily approached Xiao Wu, demanding an explanation and questioning: "What kind of skill is it to bully Xiao Fei? Do you dare to fight me?!"

"Hmph, can you only bark wildly from below the stage?"

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San with disdain and had no good feelings for him. Knowing that his father was the culprit who injured her mother, Da Ming, and Er Ming, she wanted nothing more than to kick Tang San to death.

"How dare you insult me like this?"

Tang San's veins bulged on his forehead, his eyes bloodshot. He was panting heavily, his face flushed, and his neck thickened, looking like he could boil water.

He instantly jumped onto the arena, pointed his finger at Xiao Wu, and shouted:

"Thousand Hand Asura Martial Soul! Blue Silver Grass! Forty-ninth-level Soul Power! Control System Battle Soul Ancestor, please enlighten me."

Without consuming Immortal Herbs, only absorbing the life force of "evil" Soul Beasts, Tang San had already reached the forty-ninth level Soul Ancestor. In a few days, he would break through to the 50th level and become a Soul King.

Coupled with his Tang Sect's unique skills, ten thousand years of combat experience, and hidden weapons, even if his opponent was a Soul King far superior to others, Tang San was confident in fighting.

After speaking, before Xiao Wu could introduce herself, Tang San struck first. To him, anyone who harmed Xiao Fei was already a dead person.

He didn't need to know the name of a dead person.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Blue Silver Cage."

As the surrounding Blue Silver Grass began to grow wildly, it instantly covered the entire arena, forming a dense mass that trapped Xiao Wu in a cage woven from Blue Silver Grass.

Seeing Xiao Wu successfully trapped, Tang San sneered. What did it matter how strong her soul ring configuration was? Once trapped by his Blue Silver Grass, even a Soul King would be unable to break free for a while.

"So," he said coldly, "the one who harmed Xiao Fei, regret your actions for the rest of your life."

After speaking, Tang San immediately attacked. His first and second Soul Skills activated instantly, stabbing toward Xiao Wu within the cage.

As the impact echoed, Tang San stood under the lights, waiting for the referee to announce the result.

Suddenly, Xiao Wu burst out of the smoke and dust in an instant, appearing before Tang San in the blink of an eye.

A whip kick landed on Tang San's face.

Tang San reacted quickly, stepping back and using Controlling Crane and Catching Dragon with both hands, attempting to throw Xiao Wu away.

But upon contact with Xiao Wu's powerful leg, he immediately regretted it—he couldn't control it!

He was kicked flying, smashing heavily onto the ground.

"Damn it!"

Tang San shakily climbed to his feet, spitting out a mouthful of blood, which also contained a broken tooth.

"It's not over yet! Take another kick from your Sister Xiao Wu!"

Xiao Wu seized this opportunity to teach Tang San a lesson. While Tang San was only halfway up, she delivered another kick.

After rolling several more times on the ground, Tang San's eyes gradually narrowed with anger. He took out his modified Godly Zhuge Crossbow and shot a volley of arrows.

"Hmph, I knew you weren't anything good."

Xiao Wu snorted. Her brows furrowed slightly—when Tang San released the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, he was already unsteady, so she easily sidestepped.

But Xiao Wu was in an even worse mood and didn't bother wasting time. She used Instant Movement to appear before Tang San and delivered a direct kick to his face.

His features twisted from the impact, and he flew backward in a graceful arc, finally landing steadily.

He slammed hard onto the ground and fainted. A once-great God King, severely struck, had collapsed.

At this moment, the love triangle of Flender, Yu Xiaogang, and Liu Erlong arrived, ready to check on the little monsters' Soul Fighting situation.

As soon as they arrived, they saw Tang San flying out and smashing into Yu Xiaogang's face, breaking one of his legs and causing a piercing scream.

End of Chapter