Hearing the words of the middle-aged man with the hooked nose, Su Xing almost thought the man was Shi Nian, that teacher from Hui Academy—the one with the Residual Dream Martial Soul who had tried to kill Tang San and been killed instead.
Looking closely, he realized it was not him!
"So, you've killed a lot of geniuses?"
Su Xing showed no panic as he calmly asked in return.
"That's right!"
"You can still remain this calm at a time like this. You really are something!" The middle-aged man smiled and licked his lips wickedly. "Come on, release your Martial Soul. Let me see what kind of Martial Soul you have!"
"There's no benefit in killing me, is there?"
"How about this? Tell me how much money you want, and I'll give it to you!"
Su Xing had no Spirit Rings, and he could not be bothered to explain if he released his Martial Soul, so he simply ignored the demand.
He could only deal with them calmly. Since these people had not released their Martial Souls, Su Xing had no idea how strong they were.
Still, Su Xing was not afraid. As long as none of them surpassed Soul Saint level, he was confident he could escape—or even kill them instead.
Although he had already claimed his first Title Douluo kill, Su Xing would not truly believe that made him that powerful!
Dugu Bo had been completely tricked by him. After taking two Railgun blasts in succession, he had first been crippled, then had his Martial Soul Avatar shattered. By the time Dugu Bo caught up to him, his strength was already less than half of normal!
"Haha, kid, are you scared now?"
"Do you know what my Martial Soul is?"
The middle-aged man laughed heartily and asked in