Hu Xi continuously commanded the soldiers to attack. After five rounds of fierce bombardment from the soul cannons, even Tianlan Renfei, a Super Douluo, had been blasted until his face reddened. Tianlan Renfei had considered breaking through, but he discovered that Hu Xi's soldiers moved with extraordinary coordination—one might even say they acted as one. They gave him no chance to break out at all.
These soldiers were actually the City Guard Hu Haoran had brought with him. Although they were not particularly strong, with most only at one or two rings, their coordination and the Soul Tools in their hands had become an immense headache for Tianlan Renfei. After all, there was strength in numbers.
"Patriarch Tianlan, are you satisfied with this 'gift'? Well? Do you think our Soul Tool Technology is quite impressive now? Sometimes, one must not be a frog at the bottom of a well. There will certainly be things in this world that surprise you, and things that are worth learning from!" Hu Xi lectured Tianlan Renfei in an earnest tone.
"Hmph! Hu Xi, you bully the few with numbers. What kind of hero does that make you?! Come fight me one-on-one, and I'll teach you how to behave!" Tianlan Renfei roared. It was not that he could not break through; he simply did not wish to slaughter innocents in the process. In his eyes, those one- and two-ring Soul Masters were unworthy of dying by his hand. That was the pride of a Super Douluo. Of course, such thoughts were foolish to a frightening degree.
"Fight you? Wouldn't that mean you're bullying the young with your age? But it doesn't matter. If you get beaten to death by a crowd, plenty of people will say I lacked honor!" Hu Xi shrugged indifferently. A Cangyun