After making the arrangements, A Lu led a group of Spirit Hall soul masters out of the village.
Zhuge Lan, flying in the sky, immediately looked them over when he saw people emerge. The burly middle-aged man at the front was likely A Lu, the strongest person in this village.
"Little brat from Spirit Hall, come out and die."
Hearing Zhuge Lan's voice, A Lu frowned. He recognized the other's identity at a glance, because Zhuge Lan was simply too famous within the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.
Of course, it was not a good reputation, but a bad one.
After spotting him, the surrounding disciples showed terrified expressions and began whispering among themselves.
"Lord A Lu, what do we do? This guy is Zhuge Lan. We're no match for him at all."
"Yeah! So many of Spirit Hall's Titled Douluo died at this guy's hands. People like us probably can't even escape."
"What are we supposed to do?"
A Lu's expression darkened. Without a Titled Douluo, if they fought head-on, there was only death waiting for them. Everyone had an instinct to survive, and he was no exception.
At that moment, a Spirit Hall soul master beside him offered a suggestion.
"Lord A Lu, how about making Zhuge Lan lower his Soul Power Level to Soul Douluo before dueling you? Your Martial Soul is the Earth Bear, and you are practically invincible against opponents of the same rank. If we fight like that, we have a chance of winning."
A Lu's eyes lit up. It was a good idea. He had also heard that Zhuge Lan was arrogant and loved showing off. With just a little provocation, it should work.
He immediately flew into the air, and a massive gray bear Martial Soul Avatar appeared behind him.
"Zhuge Lan,