The Aggrieved Life of an Evil Soul Master (6K)

Huo Yuhao had never used his Mental Power to bully anyone during the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Tournament. Otherwise, with Mental Power as absurdly overpowered as his, no matter which team came up, they would immediately collapse unconscious. As many as came would fall, guaranteed to look like a horror movie.

Number Ninety-Eight felt as though he had stared directly at a sun that could not be looked upon. He covered his eyes in agony, and his legs went weak. With a thud, he dropped to his knees.

The arrogance on Number Ninety-Eight's face instantly turned into deep terror. He desperately resisted the pressure bearing down on his mind and soul, yet he was so thoroughly suppressed that he could not even raise his head.

For a Rank Six Soul Engineer to try and contend with Huo Yuhao on the level of Mental Power was nothing more than a fool's dream.

Number Ninety-Six's expression swiftly changed from shock to calm. Forcing out a smile, he said, "My friend, I sincerely apologize. My younger brother is immature. Please show mercy and spare him."

"Once we return, I will certainly teach him a proper lesson."

As he spoke, several more guards suddenly emerged from behind the two men, glaring furiously at Huo Yuhao.

Huo Yuhao's expression did not change. He even had the leisure to take another bite of the fruit Na Na had brought him.

"Trying to scare me?"

Huo Yuhao sneered, and another Mental Shock erupted without warning, instantly knocking down all of the guards as well.

"You!"

Number Ninety-Six's face changed dramatically. The guards beside them were all exceptional fighters, yet they had fallen without making a sound?

His smile froze on his face, replaced by a trace of coldness. With a smile that did not reach his eyes,