Huo Rui's pupils contracted sharply when she saw the newcomer.
"Golden Eagle Martial Soul, and an Soul Douluo at that. You're Lor Diarra of Spirit Hall!"
There were only a few dozen Titled Douluo across the entire Douluo Continent, and barely over a hundred Soul Douluo. Their social circle was truly small. Anyone who paid attention to such information could generally guess someone's identity just by seeing their Martial Soul. Whether they disguised their identity or not made little difference.
Lor Diarra said, "Huo Rui, we have no intention of making a move against your Medical Alliance. I merely came to rescue this foolish idiot. You'd better let go now. I don't want to fight you."
Huo Rui gave a scornful laugh, then backhanded Lor Diarra with a punch that sent him flying.
"Don't want to fight me? Do you think you can beat me, acting all high and mighty here?!
And you were the ones who attacked first. Whether we stop now isn't for you to decide.
You actually dared to lay hands on my granddaughter and grandson-in-law. Do you think you can leave here in one piece today without paying a price? Are you looking down on me, Huo Rui, too much?!"
As she spoke, Huo Rui's Soul Power erupted at full force.
Only then did Lor Diarra realize that Huo Rui was no longer the person described in the intelligence reports, someone who had only just broken through to Soul Douluo. Under Ye Wen's careful treatment and with the aid of all kinds of precious herbs, Huo Rui's cultivation had reached Level 85 in just two and a half years!
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Lor Diarra's forehead. *If she were merely a newly advanced, low-level Soul Douluo, then as a veteran Soul Douluo, I