Douluo: I Am Unparalleled in the World

His mind must really be waterlogged or squashed by a door.

"At a time like this, you still have the heart to care about Xiaowu when your own life is at stake."

"Such a tragic romance is indeed moving!"

"Usually, such stories only happen to Tang San, similar to his father's experience of suffering a life-and-death separation at such a young age. The image is truly sorrowful."

"It's a pity that Tang Hao hasn't shown up. With Tang San on his last breath, the so-called Hao Tian Douluo doesn't come back—what a shame for his Xiaosan!"

At this moment, Ye Feng spoke.

"Xiaowu! Xiaowu, wake up, it's me, Tang San."

Tang San shouted loudly.

He used all his strength to scream heart-wrenchingly but still got no response from Xiaowu.

At this moment, his heart was already numb!

"Swoosh, swoosh—!"

Yue Guan immediately laid Xiaowu on the ground and tapped her body a few times, causing her to quickly wake up.

Xiaowu slowly opened her eyes to find Yue Guan as the first person she saw!

Without any hint of surprise, she realized she wasn't dead and was still alive—having survived a catastrophe, there must be good fortune to come!

She couldn't help but let tears flow from the corners of her eyes.

"She's awake!"

Yue Guan felt somewhat sympathetic.

Looking at Tang San covered in bloodstains and Brock lying on the ground, it was unclear if he was alive or dead!

All of this was caused by Ye Feng and was inseparably linked to him.

From the start, they had been fighting incessantly with Tang San until they almost beat him to death!

"Xiaosan, your injury!"

Xiaowu noticed that Tang San was covered in wounds and felt heartbroken, but her distress was useless; she couldn't help much.

"I'm fine!"

Tang San said with a cold demeanor.

But Xiaowu noticed he looked very different than before.

She saw that he had lost an arm!

"Xiaosan, what happened to your hand!"

At that moment, Xiaowu's eyes were filled with tears!

She could no longer control her emotions, and tears streamed down her face.

"It's nothing. It's just an arm. It's not a big deal and won't affect my performance at all."

Tang San consoled Xiaowu, even as he held her in his arms with one hand.

"Yohei, look at that, hugging already? Can't stay away from each other for even a day, huh?"

"Such a tragic love, it suddenly makes me feel a bit touched. It's a shame Tang San lost an arm, Xiaowu will have to worry and take care of him more."

Ye Feng said with a malicious grin.

Tang San losing an arm was certainly a convenience for him.

"Xiaosan, was it Ye Feng who caused your arm to be like this? Tell me the truth, don't hide it from me. It's all because Ye Feng brought all this trouble upon us. Today, I have to kill him. Keeping him for another day won't do us any good either."

"What exactly do you want, Ye Feng? You've ruined the three of us; you should be satisfied by now."

Xiaowu stormed up to Ye Feng, angry.

"Hiss!"

Xiaowu's Martial Soul was immediately released.

At this moment, the atmosphere became very tense.

"Hmph! Do you think I've done something wrong? This is the debt you owed me in the past and should be punished for it, so you have no right to stand here and play the good person."

"Let me tell you the truth, you will soon be taken away by the Martial Soul Hall—they will seize the hundred-thousand-year soul ring on your body."

"So you better behave yourself now, or you won't have the face to stand here and talk to me for even a second."

At this moment, Ye Feng said to Xiaowu.

He was seriously warning Xiaowu!

At this moment, Xiaowu's face turned pale with anger, his words piercing deep into her heart. Her mother had died at the hands of the Martial Soul Hall.

This once again tore open an old wound, didn't it?!

"This matter of my mother is none of your business. You, Ye Feng, I gave you face, but you didn't cherish it, insisting on showing your true colors here."

"You almost beat Tang San to death—I, Xiaowu, will never let you off for daring to lay a finger on my Xiaosan."

"Swoosh—!"

Xiaowu once again gathered her spirits, determined to take revenge for Tang San.

Could her small stature really defeat Ye Feng?!

Her gaze was fixed on Ye Feng.

"What! You want to fight me again? Aren't you worried that your beloved Xiaosan will be killed by me in a second? If you dare touch a hair on me, try it and see. I'll break Xiaosan's leg, believe it or not?"

Ye Feng said arrogantly.

Xiaowu only thought about how to kill Ye Feng!

Thus, she couldn't possibly take his mere words seriously, believing them to be empty threats.

You don't believe it, do you?

Well then! You will surely regret it, Xiaowu!

Ye Feng's lips curved into an evil smirk.

Brock and Du Gubo on the side had puzzled expressions, unsure if Ye Feng was joking.

Because what they knew of Ye Feng was that he was decisive in his actions, never hesitating or failing to follow through with his words.

"Eight Section Whip!"

This was Xiaowu's soul skill, Eight Section Whip!

It looked quite formidable, but unfortunately, it wasn't much of a threat to Ye Feng.

"With that little trick, you think you can fight me? Laughable."

Ye Feng looked down on Xiaowu as she released her soul skill.

His gaze drifted off, unfocused.

Xiaowu remembered the look in Ye Feng's eyes.

"Xiaowu, stop fighting and think of your body!!"

Tang San was very worried that Xiaowu could really end up dying at the hands of Ye Feng.

The foolish Xiaowu was willing to sacrifice her life to protect Xiaosan, but was Tang San truly willing to sacrifice his life for Xiaowu!

"Shut up. A girl is willing to sacrifice her life to protect you, and yet you, Tang San, don't have the strength to protect her. Are you even a man? Tang San, you're nothing but trash, useless at everything!"

At that moment, Ye Feng spoke.