Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 79 The Fallen Genius Tang San, Blue Silver Emperor's Right Leg Bone Acquired
Shrek Academy, late at night.

The moonlight, like water, spilled onto the roof of the student dormitory, casting two ghostly figures.

"Kid, what exactly do you want?"

Lion Douluo crossed his arms, his brows furrowed, staring at Tianxia Wuzei, who was wearing a smiling mask, beside him.

He looked furtive, just like a petty thief.

The thief raised a finger and gently pressed it against the lips of the smiling mask, making a shushing gesture.

Immediately, the sound of the microphone connected with the Lion Douluo.

"Fourth brother, shut up and keep watch for me. I'm going to break Tang San's leg!"

Lion Douluo's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"No, with your strength, killing a Soul Master would be a piece of cake. Why are you acting like a thief?"

He just couldn't understand it.

With Tianxia Wuzei's current strength, let alone a Soul Venerable, even a Soul Emperor would have to kneel down.

Force your way in or assassinate me!

But the thief chose the most shameful method: a sneaky night raid.

And is it really necessary to do this when facing a Shrek Academy that has suffered heavy losses?
This person has no shame!

The corners of his mouth, hidden behind the mask of "No Thieves Under Heaven," turned up slightly as he transmitted his voice, "They still have value; it would be a waste to kill them now."

"Value? What value?" Lion Douluo asked in confusion.

"A whetstone!"

"The traitors and rebels are already far stronger than their peers. Only the Golden Generation can be their opponents. So the whetstone can't be too weak. The combined whetstone of Shrek Academy and the Royal Fighting Team is a good one."

Lion Douluo was taken aback, then suddenly realized.

Because his attention was focused on "No Thieves Under Heaven," he felt that defeating the Golden Generation with the latter's strength would not be a problem.

But what they want is not just for an individual to defeat the Golden Generation, but for the entire team to defeat the Golden Generation.

The reason why there are no thieves in the world is not that Tang San cannot be directly crushed, but that he should be left to his younger brothers as practice targets in actual combat.

Although individual combat experience can be improved through Soul Battles, the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament is not an individual competition; it requires teamwork.

The team has only just been assembled, so naturally, there's a period of adjustment before things get going.

Although the Thief of the World is confident that he can defeat the Golden Generation by himself, he hopes that the three traitors can also possess great strength.

They can protect them for a while, but not forever.

Moreover, the strength of the three traitors is related to the strength of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Demon Overlord King, so how could he not care!

"Alright, keep an eye on things for me!"

Before he could finish speaking, Tianxia Wuzei flashed by, gliding silently like an owl toward Tang San's dormitory window.

The moment he entered through the window, he flicked his finger, and a burst of energy accurately struck Xiao Wu, who was lying by the bedside, on the back of the head.

"Ugh." She groaned softly, then collapsed limply, completely unconscious.

The man, Wu Zetian, slowly walked to the bedside, his eyes burning with passion.

He grabbed Xiaowu's scorpion braid and tossed her aside like trash.

"Pfft!"

The sound it made was not loud, or even very soft.

This little noise won't attract anyone's attention outside.

Unexpectedly, Tang San, who was lying on the bed like a wrapped rice dumpling, heard the noise and suddenly opened his eyes.

The thief reacted quickly, covering Tang San's mouth and pinning him firmly to the bed.

"Um!"

Tang San's pupils shrank suddenly, and he struggled desperately, but his body, still recovering from serious injuries, was powerless to do anything.

Tianxia Wuzei stared at the struggling Tang San, thinking to himself, "He was hit by Yu Tianheng's full-force attack during the day, and he can wake up at night?!"

Through his surveillance, he clearly knew that Tang San and Xiao Wu no longer had the money to hire a healing soul master for treatment.

Yu Xiaogang is still locked in a room, completely oblivious to what happened today. Tang San's immediate awakening is entirely thanks to the 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone.

"Sure enough, even without being actively activated, this soul bone can passively and autonomously heal its owner's body, slowly recovering from injuries."

It's truly a case of "wildfire cannot burn it all, the spring breeze brings it back to life!"

Such powerful healing abilities are practically tailor-made for me!
A chilling light emanated from Tianxia Wuzei's fingertips as he lightly slashed across the cloth.

"Hey!"

The cloth wrapped around the wound ripped apart, revealing Tang San's charred skin.

"Well!"

Tang San's Adam's apple bobbed violently, but he could only let out a muffled groan like a trapped beast.

The terrifying pressure prevented him from even trembling his fingertips, and he could only watch helplessly as the other person raised his right leg.

"Don't worry, the pain will only last a moment!"

Before he finished speaking, a butcher's knife appeared in Tianxia Wuzei's hand, the blade reflecting the moonlight as it traced across Tang San's face.

Tang San struggled even more fiercely, but to no avail.

"laugh!"

The blade flashed and disappeared in an instant, the dull thud of the blade piercing flesh was exceptionally clear in the still night.

Tang San's pupils instantly shrank to the size of pinpoints, and the veins on his neck bulged, but even his scream was choked in his throat by that iron-like hand.

With a dull thud as the severed limb hit the ground, blood gushed out like a fountain, blooming into large, vibrant blood flowers on the bed.

With his right leg still twitching, Tianxia Wuzei gently pulled out a piece of soul bone glowing with a lustrous blue light with a flick of his fingertips.

He gazed at the leg bone in his palm, which looked like it was carved from jade, and felt the surging life force within it.

"As expected of the right leg bone of a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, it's quite a good use of it now that it's in my hands!"

Just then, the sound of liquid dripping came from behind.

It was Tang San's urine, mixed with blood, which he had lost control of due to the excruciating pain, flowing down the edge of the bed.

Beneath the smiling mask of "No Thieves Under Heaven," a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth, but he did not choose to kill him.

For someone like Tang San, this is the best punishment.

"It only took a few days to go from heaven to hell, Tang San, you've become a fallen genius too!"

The Thief Under Heaven glanced mockingly at Tang San, whose aura was weakening, and sensed the sudden drop in his soul power.

Because of the missing soul bone, his soul power dropped from level 32 to level 22.

With his level 22 soul power, he simply couldn't compete for the captain position.

Immediately, Wu Zetian put away the soul bone and stepped out of the room.

Before leaving, he thoughtfully locked the door so that no one else could easily disturb him.

Tang San, lying on the bed, was incontinent due to the excruciating pain, but was unable to move his body and could only sleep with her for the night.

When Lion Douluo saw that Tianxia Wuzei had returned, he was filled with disbelief.

"Tang San actually has a soul bone, and it's of pretty high quality! I can't believe you found it out, damn lucky!"

Soul bones are already scarce, and high-quality soul bones are even more rare and hard to come by.

Unexpectedly, just recently, Wu Zetian acquired the soul bone of the Titan Giant Ape, and now he has acquired another high-quality soul bone.

This luck is unbelievable!

"Fourth Brother," Tianxia Wuzei had already prepared an excuse, explaining, "Have you forgotten the abilities I gained after my martial soul's second awakening? Treasure hunting is a piece of cake for me!"

"I knew you wouldn't do anything pointless." Lion Douluo rolled his eyes. "Don't make excuses anymore, okay? I'm not going to steal your spoils!"

"No Thieves Under Heaven" shrugged, offered no explanation, and left.

Today's harvest was truly remarkable!

Meanwhile, Tang San, still trapped under the weight of gravity in the dormitory, could only hope that someone would find him soon.

Otherwise, even if he wasn't killed directly, he would have died from excessive blood loss.

(End of this chapter)