Douluo: Zhu Zhuqing Becomes a God by Self-improvement

Chapter 167 Exhausting Everything

Zhu Zhuqing used the impact of his mental power to escape from the seventh elder's brutal attack, and retreated tens of meters before stopping.

Seeing Zhu Zhuqing escape again, the seventh elder looked at Zhu Zhuqing in disbelief. What happened to that white light just now?

The seventh elder was puzzled and moved slowly, observing Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, trying to come up with a reasonable explanation based on the emotions she showed.

Zhu Zhuqing's face turned slightly pale, and her lips were not as rosy as before. At this moment, she was suppressing the overwhelming discomfort in her body.

The spiritual light emanating from his eyes has not weakened at all, which makes the seventh elder even more suspicious.

The seventh elder stopped in his pacing steps, his eyes were as bright as a torch, and he quietly looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who had given him so many surprises.

"The sixth soul skill - Powerful Vajra Fist!"

When Zhu Zhuqing saw the Seventh Elder accumulating strength and using his strongest soul skill with the blessing of the martial soul avatar, Zhu Zhuqing knew very well what this meant.

She didn't dare to show any signs of neglect and tried her best to mobilize her remaining soul power.

Zhu Zhuqing, whose physical strength, soul power, and mental power had reached the limit, also hoped that the Seventh Elder would compete with him in this way.

As the struggle continues, Zhu Zhuqing understands that the one who loses must be himself. If they all try their best, there may be hope.

What the seventh elder did was exactly what Zhu Zhuqing wanted most at this moment. Although he didn't understand what the seventh elder meant, Zhu Zhuqing knew that it was best for him.

"The fifth soul skill - Dark Moon Purple Light Divine Level Slash!"

The Seventh Elder punched Zhu Zhuqing twice. With the blessing of the martial soul's true form, the punches caused a lot of wind wherever they hit.

Wherever the punch passes, the air becomes distorted and deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Blade of the Dark Moon gathers all the soul power and rushes towards its target like an arrow with devastating force.

The fists and the blade of the dark moon met between the two. This encounter was destined to win or lose, and also determined the success or failure of this operation.

The Blade of the Dark Moon and the blasted fists made a harsh sound, and the resulting explosive energy shock spread in all directions.

Zhu Zhuqing protected his chest with his hands, and was thrown away by the violent air wave that followed. He rolled to the ground countless times before he stopped.

After the storm passed, Zhu Zhuqing managed to stand up with his body at the end of his strength.

The smoke and dust had not completely dispersed, and everything was unknown, but the movement of her hand did not stop, and several faintly shining silver needles were sandwiched between her fingers.

When the smoke and dust completely dispersed and there was no movement on the other side, Zhu Zhuqing looked ahead with all his concentration, not daring to slack off at all.

The figure of the seventh elder appeared in her sight. At this moment, his face was covered with stains left by smoke and dust.

The black scarf covering his face disappeared somewhere, revealing his true face. Judging from his age, he was probably in his sixties or seventies.

The two of them just looked at each other a hundred meters apart, and neither of them said a word.

After a long time, the spirit possessed by the seventh elder loomed and slowly disappeared from Zhu Zhuqing's sight.

The seventh elder slowly raised his hand and said pointedly: "You... are very strong..."

The three words seemed to have exhausted the last bit of strength of the seventh elder, and his body fell down when he finished speaking.

Only then did Zhu Zhuqing see clearly that there was a deep dent from the place where he had just used his soul skill to where the seventh elder was standing at the moment.

Seeing the seventh elder falling to the ground, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground like a puddle of dirt.

Breathing heavily, the surroundings became quiet again, and everything seemed to be over.

After resting for a short while, Zhu Zhuqing forced himself to stand up. This was not a safe place.Zhu Zhuqing looked in the direction of Yang Yun, thinking: I don't know if the teacher and the others are out of danger.

Zhu Zhuqing shook his head slightly, looked at the three corpses lying on the ground in front of him, turned around and left the place without looking back.After walking, Zhu Zhuqing couldn't support his body and fell down.

At this time, Yang Yun, Yang Piao and Yang Miao, who were far away on the official road, were seriously injured under the enemy's siege. Although they repelled the enemy, the three of them were unable to pursue the escaped enemy.

Yang Yunqiang held up his body and tried to find Zhu Zhuqing, but he felt dizzy and fell down after all.

When Yang Yun woke up, everything around him was calm.But her first reaction when she woke up was to think of Zhu Zhuqing.

Yang Piao and Yang Miao had no choice but to follow Yang Yun to look for Zhu Zhuqing, but they could not find him even after searching for dozens of kilometers nearby.

The only thing found was the scene with traces of the fight, and the silver needle Zhu Zhuqing was good at using.

"Miss...are you still looking for me?"

"Find them all for me..." Yang Yun roared hoarsely.Yang Piao and Yang Miao had no choice but to drag their injured bodies and start searching again, hoping to find some trace of Zhu Zhuqing's presence.

After searching for several days, there was still no result. Yang Yun felt extremely sad. She did not want to believe the results she got now.

"Miss..."

"What do you want to say?" Yang Yun's eyes were already red and swollen, her tears had dried up, and some of her faces were expressionless.

"Could she have returned to Star Luo City? After all..."

Although Yang Yun had no expression on her face, her look made Yang Piao, who was speaking, lower his head.

"What do you want to say? Do you know why Zhuqing left alone?"

Yang Piao and Yang Miao looked at each other, looked up at Yang Yun, and then quickly lowered their heads.

The two of them shook their heads in unison. Seeing them like this, Yang Yun sighed deeply.

"Forget it, you don't know her at all, and it's useless to tell you. I just hope you remember that she is not the kind of person you think of. If she is that kind of person, how can I protect her for Sister Yan! "

Yang Piao and Yang Miao lowered their heads guiltily when they saw Yang Yun's thoughts.

After the search was fruitless, Yang Yun placed her hope in the hope that Zhu Zhuqing had returned to Xingluo City as Yang Piao said, so the three of them rushed back to Xingluo City without stopping.

In a black castle, in the main hall of Heisen, there stood a man with his head lowered and his eyes full of fear.

Sitting on the throne was a man whose appearance could not be seen clearly due to the light, and his fingers gently tapped the throne.

With every knock, the person standing below felt a little more fearful.

After a long time, the person on the throne slowly spoke, his voice was very low, but it gave people an irresistible momentum.

"You mean that so many people were dispatched and so many people died without solving the mission objective, right?"

The voice was very soft, but when the person below heard it, he couldn't help but shiver all over.

"Why don't you speak?"

The man below quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead and responded tremblingly.

"I think the mission target must be dead, after all..." He raised his eyes and glanced at the person on the throne. Seeing that the person on the throne did not stop him, the person below continued.

"After all, it is impossible for a Soul King to escape. Judging from the scene, he should have died in a fight with the Seventh Elder."

(End of this chapter)