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Both Bo Saixi and Leng Yaozhu are quasi-god level powerhouses, and their strength is roughly equal.
Although Bo Saixi had the Trident of Sea God to help her, Leng Yaozhu also had her own four-word battle armor.
Even during the Dragon King era, there were very few four-word battle armor masters on the continent.
When both of them unleash their full power, they possess demigod-like strength.
"These two... are both incredibly strong..."
Seeing the energy collision in the sky that seemed to be capable of destroying the world, Bibi Dong's pupils couldn't help but shrink.
Although she was extremely reluctant to admit it, both Poseidon and Leng Yaozhu were far more powerful than her, even though she needed to suppress her negative emotions.
Even the other titled Douluo watching the battle couldn't help but swallow hard.
In their hearts, this power was no different from that of a god.
"Master Yun, Aunt Ya, you two keep an eye on things while you're at it."
Ye Ling withdrew his gaze from the explosion high in the sky and looked at the several Title Douluos behind him.
"Master Du, let's keep that little rabbit under control for now."
After a pause, Ye Ling added another sentence.
"If anyone tries to stop you, don't hesitate to ask."
Only now has Ye Ling figured things out from the series of events that just happened.
Tang San ran to Sea God Island and was unharmed.
In any case, without the guidance of Bo Saixi, the high priestess of Sea God Island, he would not have been able to complete the Nine Trials of Sea God.
Since Bo Saixi is so fond of meddling, let's use her to compensate for the loss of Tang San being teleported away.
And then there's Xiao Wu; naturally, we can't let her follow in Tang San's footsteps and run away.
"Yes."
Yun Ming and Yali exchanged a glance, nodded, and then slowly rose into the air.
Qian Daoliu naturally noticed Yun Ming and Ya Li's movements, and he couldn't help but move slightly as well.
However, upon seeing Qian Renxue beside him, he stopped moving.
The opponent has three Limit Douluos, and even if I were to lend a hand, there would only be two of us, including Poseidon.
He was outnumbered, and he was no match for that Atlas Douluo.
If we really lose, everything else is fine, but I'm afraid it will jeopardize my granddaughter's future inheritance of the angelic position.
With this in mind, Qian Daoliu chose to remain on the sidelines.
However, as level 99 quasi-gods, they still possessed the pride of the strong and did not choose to join Leng Yaozhu in attacking Bo Saixi.
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Du Busi chuckled and flashed to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's location on the viewing platform.
"Come here."
Du Busi reached out and grabbed at the void, and Xiao Wu was directly pulled into his hand.
Originally, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School members were all engrossed in the battle between the two Limit Douluos high in the sky.
Adding to the fact that Du Busi suddenly made a move, no one expected it.
By the time Xiao Wu realized what was happening, Du Busi had already grabbed her by the neck.
"Your Majesty, what are you doing?!"
Ning Fengzhi, who was the first to react, immediately asked a question.
"Your Butian Pavilion's feud with Tang San is one thing, but what you have in your hands is just a little girl."
"Does your Butian Pavilion not even spare a little girl like this?"
All I can say is that Ning Fengzhi knows how to label people.
The sudden appearance of Du Busi and Ning Feng Zhi's questioning briefly drew the attention of several forces away from the battle in the sky and onto him.
Upon seeing Xiao Wu struggling violently in the hands of the Du Busi, a hint of disdain flashed in the eyes of these Title Douluos.
As the saying goes, one should not bring misfortune upon one's wife, children, or parents. The thought that Butian Pavilion would take out its anger on a little girl made one look down on Butian Pavilion a bit.
As for Yu Xiaogang, seeing this scene, he didn't dare to utter a single word.
"Enough with the noise, how dare you slander my pavilion like this?"
Du Busi was never a good-tempered man, and he immediately slapped Ning Fengzhi across the face from a distance.
Snap!
"Hmm"
A crisp sound was followed by a muffled groan.
Sensing something was wrong, Chen Xin quickly stepped in front of Ning Fengzhi.
Feeling the surging and domineering soul power emanating from his body, even Chen Xin, whose strength was as high as level ninety-six, couldn't help but stagger two steps.
The sight of this slap secretly pleased both Chrysanthemum and Ghost, two titled Douluo standing to the side.
They are the two most qualified to speak on how powerful a slap that can't kill is.
"Grandpa Sword!"
"Uncle Sword!"
Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong quickly stepped forward to support Chen Xin, who had taken a few steps back.
"Sect Leader Ning knows nothing, so I think it would be best if he said less."
Just then, Ye Ling's voice rang out in everyone's ears.
"I'm fine."
Chen Xin shook his head at Ning Fengzhi and Ning Rongrong.
"What, am I wrong?"
Seeing that Chen Xin was not seriously injured, Ning Fengzhi, who should usually keep a low profile, actually chose to confront him head-on this time.
"Isn't Young Master Ye taking his anger out on this little girl?"
"A little girl?"
Ye Ling smiled upon hearing this and pointed to Xiao Wu, who was still resisting in the hands of the Du Busi.
"This so-called little girl is older than everyone present combined."
Neither Ning Fengzhi nor the others immediately understood what Ye Ling meant upon hearing this.
On the contrary, Xiao Wu, who was in the hands of the Du Busi, resisted even more fiercely after hearing this.
"I don't understand what Young Master Ye means by that."
Ning Fengzhi frowned and said.
"That's true, what could a seventh-ring Soul Saint like you possibly understand?"
Ye Ling smiled and shook his head, then reached out and gently touched the colorful scales hanging around Xiao Wu's neck.
Ye Ling also had one of these dragon scales, and its aura was naturally impossible to hide from him.
It was this scale that concealed Xiao Wu's identity as a 100,000-year-old soul beast.
To be honest, Ye Ling also didn't quite understand why the Silver Dragon King wanted to help Xiao Wu conceal her identity.
Could it be so that he can kowtow to Xiao Wu and call her "Mom" twenty thousand years later?
The moment the scales detached from Xiao Wu's neck, her face turned deathly ashen.
It didn't even continue to struggle in Du Busi's hands.
At this moment, almost all the surprised, greedy, and astonished gazes of the titled Douluo fell upon Xiao Wu.
Even Sword Douluo showed an incredulous expression.
Only a few people from Shrek Academy, Ning Fengzhi, and Yu Xiaogang were confused about the situation.
However, they could also sense that the way the others were looking at Xiao Wu was somewhat different.
"Grandpa Sword... what happened?"
Ning Rongrong couldn't help but say.
"This girl is not human... she is... she is a 100,000-year-old... soul beast."
Chen Xin swallowed hard and murmured to himself.
"A 100,000-year-old soul beast? How could Xiao Wu possibly be a 100,000-year-old soul beast?"
Ning Rongrong was unaware of the secret that 100,000-year-old soul beasts could transform into human form, so naturally, she was unwilling to believe it.
However, Ning Fengzhi's expression changed abruptly upon hearing this.
"Sword Douluo is right, this little girl is indeed the transformed form of the 100,000-year-old soul beast, the Soft Bone Rabbit."
Ye Ling nodded, his voice loud enough for everyone to hear.
"Anyone who wants to stand up for her or snatch this 100,000-year-old soul beast from me can step forward now."