Relying on his powerful perception, Huo Yuhao once again threw three slender silver needles as fine as ox hair.
The needles made only the faintest sound as they flew out, flashing past in the sunlight.
"Not good! Where did you learn those moves?!"
For an instant, He Caitou naturally caught sight of several flashes, but in the next second, his naked eye could no longer track them.
Unable to catch the trajectories of those things, He Caitou immediately covered his head and rolled to the side.
He tried to make himself as small a target as possible to evade Huo Yuhao's hidden weapon attacks.
These were not Soul Tools, but several great techniques Huo Yuhao had learned from Tang Ya after joining the Tang Sect.
Among them were the Hidden Weapons Encyclopedia and Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon.
Though he had trained for only a short time, with the support of Mental Detection, Huo Yuhao had barely reached minor accomplishment.
Then came three faint popping sounds.
"Ah!!"
He Caitou's miserable groan followed immediately after.
He first clutched his right arm, then felt around his waist, before finally covering his buttocks with a sudden motion.
The muscles throughout his body began to tremble slightly as He Caitou gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand.
But judging from his expression, he was in considerable pain.
"You brat, what are those things? Hurry up and pull them out of my butt!"
He Caitou was extremely frustrated. He had never expected a level 58 Soul King to be injured by a Soul Elder.
Before Huo Yuhao appeared, He Caitou had been the top candidate for the Soul Tool Department's heavily cultivated ultimate single-soldier program.
Despite what he said, He Caitou still took out a Soul Tool and aimed it at Huo Yuhao.
This time,