Chapter 150: Bibi Dong's Eternal Crack cuts Zhao Wuji in half, Tang San smashes him to death with the Clear Sky Hammer

"I'm sorry, you guessed wrong..."

Looking at Zhao Wuji, the Acalanatha who had already activated his martial soul's true form and was as big as a small mountain, Bibi Dong's face was as cold as ice, and there was a hint of laziness in his voice.

Facing the dead Zhao Wuji, Bibi Dong was too lazy to waste words with him.

I saw soul rings rising from Bibi Dong's feet one after another, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black...

Zhao Wuji, who had already activated his true form as the Mighty King Kong Bear, opened his lantern-like eyes wide. When he saw Bibi Dong's eighth soul ring rising from beneath his feet, he could no longer remain calm.

"What... this... this... is this really Contra?"

Zhao Wuji felt a little scared. He had never heard of such a young Soul Douluo.

Then, Zhao Wuji immediately made a prompt decision and raised his huge palm as big as a house.

"It seems that I have to strike first... This way I still have hope of defeating her. After all, I, Zhao Wuji, am not far from becoming a Soul Douluo. I should be able to break through in a few years."

"Powerful Vajra Palm..."

Zhao Wuji was thinking in his mind and was about to attack first, but at this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the huge palm that was originally about to smash out suddenly solidified in the air. His whole body trembled violently, and his huge body almost fell directly to the ground.

Why is this so?
Because Zhao Wuji saw the most horrifying scene in his life.

I saw a red 30-year soul ring slowly rising under the feet of this sexy woman who looked only about years old.

That's a hundred thousand year spirit ring...

Zhao Wuji’s lantern-like eyes were almost popping out, and his huge raised hand was trembling slightly.

"What...you...you...you are actually a Titled Douluo. There is actually such a young Titled Douluo in the world, and you even have a 100,000-year spirit ring...this is impossible, this is impossible..."

Zhao Wuji shook his head vigorously to ease the fear in his heart.

But at this time, Bibi Dong was already impatient.

She raised her right hand slightly and said in a cold voice.

"Now... do you still want to challenge me? Acala... Third Soul Skill: Death Spider Web Binding."

As Bibi Dong finished her words, a huge purple spider web suddenly rolled up from the ground, releasing purple poisonous gas, which instantly bound Zhao Wuji, who had activated his martial arts true body.

Zhao Wuji, who was so arrogant just now, was enveloped by the dark purple poisonous gas in less than a few seconds. He let out a sharp scream, and the dark purple spider web tightly entangled his limbs and was still spreading.

“No, no, no… I can’t die… Brother Jinsong and Senior Black Bear are already dead… I, the Acala, Zhao Wuji, must not die here, absolutely not… Flanders, Flanders, come and save me, come and save me…”

Feeling that the poison had penetrated deeply into his internal organs, Zhao Wuji endured the severe pain and immediately struggled hard, continuously slapping the spider web wrapped around his body with his powerful Vajra Palm, but the spider web continued to grow and spread, tightly entangling his whole body.

Looking at this tragic scene in front of him, Tang San was no longer moved. After all, he had already killed someone before, and Zhao Wuji in front of him deserved it.

Bibi Dong's Death Spider King is the most poisonous spirit in the entire Douluo Continent. Compared with her poison, Poison Douluo's Green Phosphorus Snake King is nothing.

I remember that in the original work, even powerful hundred thousand year soul beasts like Azure Bull Python and Titan Giant Ape could be entangled by Bibi Dong with spider webs, let alone Zhao Wuji who was only level 76?

But at this moment, Bibi Dong seemed to feel that it was a bit boring to poison Zhao Wuji to death like this.

Bibi Dong pursed her charming lips gently, and then the nine soul rings on her body gradually disappeared.

Instead, there was another set of spirit rings, black, black, black, black, black, red...

A new set of spirit rings rose up from under Bibi Dong's feet again, and when it came to the sixth spirit ring, Tang San saw a red hundred thousand year spirit ring.

"This is... the soul ring of the Soul Devouring Spider Emperor. It seems that this is Bibi Dong's unique ability. The twin martial souls can switch seamlessly. She can switch martial souls at will in battle and use two different sets of spirit rings."

Tang San had already recognized it at this moment. He did not have the ability to switch between the twin martial souls seamlessly. Although he had used the Clear Sky Hammer once before when fighting Zhao Wuji, that was also after he had taken back the Blue Silver Grass martial soul in advance and then quietly released it.

According to Tang San’s previous experiments, he had to completely retract the Blue Silver Emperor in his right hand into his body and concentrate again before he could release the Clear Sky Hammer in his left hand.

The transition time will take at least two minutes.

Two minutes may not seem like a long time, but in a battle, there is no time to switch. That time alone is enough to die several times.

Bibi Dong can complete the switch of martial souls within a few seconds, which is indeed an amazing ability.

"It seems that I will have to ask Bibi Dong's wife for advice in the future. Well... considering our current relationship, this will naturally be very easy."

Tang San thought to himself that since he had already joined the Spirit Hall in this life, it would be very easy for him to learn the secrets of cultivating the twin spirits in advance, so he didn't need to bother that useless Yu Xiaogang.

Oh, no, the loser Yu Xiaogang has become a eunuch... I wonder if Liu Erlong will want him when he arrives in Tiandou City?
It would probably be difficult for Tang San, because Liu Erlong was extremely violent and extremely aggressive. If she faced the inhumane Yu Xiaogang, she would suffocate to death.

This is very uncomfortable.

"Tang San, don't you want to play with the weapon you made? Then I'll let you play with this Acala."

A playful smile appeared on Bibi Dong's lips, and then one of her spirit rings lit up instantly.

"This... this... this woman is not only a Titled Douluo, but she also... actually has twin martial spirits... Could she be... the other God of Death besides His Majesty Haotian? Pope Bibi Dong..."

Zhao Wuji, who had been poisoned to the point of being in excruciating pain, still saw Bibi Dong's other set of soul rings before he died. At this moment, his powerful King Kong bear face had already been scared into a mask of pain.

Yes, Zhao Wuji felt that he was really miserable.

I was just beaten by that killing god not long ago, and in less than a few months, I met another killing god.

The only two remaining gods of death were actually bumped into by him. "Your Holiness... Your Holiness... Please, please, spare my life... I, Zhao Wuji, was blind and did not recognize a great man. I, Zhao Wuji, know that I was wrong. Those people who died had nothing to do with me, Zhao Wuji. You can even destroy the entire Shrek Academy... Please, spare my life."

It was not until then that Zhao Wuji recognized that the woman in front of him was Bibi Dong, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall. He hated his own stupid behavior just now, so he immediately began to beg for mercy.

"In the entire continent today, the only woman with such talent and strength is Her Holiness the Pope. It's just that Wuji is stupid and doesn't recognize the real talent... Please let me, Zhao Wuji, go... I will kneel down for you, I can kneel down for you..."

Zhao Wuji, who was in excruciating pain from the purple poison gas, begged again and again. Bibi Dong suddenly became interested. She raised her hand slightly, and the purple poison gas, which was like a whirlwind, dissipated instantly.

Feeling the poison gas dissipate, Zhao Wuji, who was as huge as a mountain, fell to his knees with a thud, shaking the entire ground.

At this time, Zhao Wuji had no time to retract his martial soul body, he just wanted to survive.

Why is this so? Because Zhao Wuji is a bully. When he first met Haotian Douluo, he fell to his knees before he even recognized him. He only saw his nine spirit rings and admitted defeat without even fighting.

This scene has been played out in the anime, and Tang San remembers it very clearly.

And now facing another killing god, Bibi Dong, Zhao Wuji naturally knelt on the ground like his grandson, begging for mercy again and again.

"Junior Zhao Wuji pays homage to His Holiness the Pope... This is all my fault. I, Zhao Wuji, have long disliked Jinsong and Black Bear. It was well done to His Holiness the Pope to kill them... I, Zhao Wuji, should not have come out to disturb His Holiness the Pope... To express my apology, I, Zhao Wuji, kowtow to His Holiness the Pope."

After saying this, Zhao Wuji actually lay on the ground and kowtowed several times to Tang San and Bibi Dong. However, the noise he made was so loud that it collapsed the two small houses next to him.

"Okay, okay, Zhao Wuji, since you are so sincere, this Pope will give you a way out."

Bibi Dong looked at Zhao Wuji with a playful look in her eyes. At this moment, two giant emerald sickles appeared on her back...

"This is……"

Tang San's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Sixth Soul Skill: Eternal Creation."

Bibi Dong suddenly turned into a purple lightning and flashed across Zhao Wuji's huge body in an instant. The two emerald sickles cut out a blood-red cross, and then a large amount of blood splashed out, as if a bloody rain was falling in the night sky.

“Ah…ah…no…”

Zhao Wuji's screams were ten times more painful than slaughtering a pig. His huge body began to shrink rapidly, his martial spirit disappeared in an instant, and his two arms flew out along with the spurting blood.

"Boom...bang..."

It was not until he saw his two arms being cut off and falling to the side that Zhao Wuji realized clearly that his arms had been cut off, and the wounds were still bleeding and rapidly draining blood...

This is the power of Eternal Creation, which is one of Bibi Dong's most domineering single-target attacks. In the face of this move, any physical defense is useless. Once hit, the wound will continue to spread until the soul power is exhausted and the person dies.

"Why are you screaming, Zhao Wuji? The Pope has spared your life, why don't you thank me quickly..."

Just as Zhao Wuji was looking at his chopped-off arms in great pain, Bibi Dong's cold voice suddenly came from behind him.

Zhao Wuji's body was shaking violently. He gritted his teeth, feeling infinite anger and unwillingness in his heart. But after turning around, he still lowered his head and spoke in a trembling voice.

"Junior, junior...Zhao Wuji, thank you very much, His Holiness the Pope, for not killing me."

After saying this, Zhao Wuji suddenly bit off several of his teeth with a bang.

It can be seen that he was very angry and very unconvinced. He, Acalanatha, had never suffered such humiliation in his life, and he had always been the one bullying others.

But I didn’t expect that today…

But despite this, Zhao Wuji was still trying hard to suppress his inner anger, because he knew that no matter what, he could not be a match for this woman at the moment.

Even if Flanders came, it would be useless.

As long as the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. Even though both arms are broken, as long as I can save my life, I will always have the opportunity to take revenge in the future.

"Ah……"

Bibi Dong smiled gently. She could of course see that Zhao Wuji was very angry and very unconvinced, but she didn't care at all.

Because Zhao Wuji was like a dog in front of her.

Would anyone care about an angry dog? Obviously not.

"It's not over yet... Acala... You have killed so many spirit masters from my Spirit Hall. How can it be so easy for you to survive now..."

Bibi Dong's playful laughter sounded as terrifying as the arrival of death to Zhao Wuji.

He was trembling all over, and quickly lowered his head and said.

"This junior, Zhao Wuji, deserves death... I only ask His Holiness the Pope to give me a chance to live."

"Oh, really? Why don't you take a look at what to do..."

Bibi Dong looked at Tang San. She knew that Tang San had stayed in this academy before, so she deliberately did not say Tang San's name.

Tang San thought about it and said with a smile.

"How about this, Zhao Wuji? For the next period of time, just don't fight back and let me attack you. As long as you can hold on for an incense stick of time, we will let you live. What do you think?"

Seeing that Zhao Wuji's eyes were a little frightened, Tang San continued.

"I'll tell you in advance that my soul power... is only level 35..."

(End of this chapter)