Four

The sudden change of heart by the Shrek group surprised the man in black robes, but it was better to have one less troublesome person. A mocking smile appeared on his lips beneath the black robes as he turned his head to look at the arena.

The smoke and dust had dissipated, Fu Hua appeared there unharmed. Her eyes swept around, her face still expressionless, one hand behind her back and the other on her abdomen.

She had expected the Spirit Hall to take action against her appearance, but she hadn't expected them to be so wary of her, sending out so many Soul Douluo right away.

If she wasn't mistaken, there were two more Titled Douluo hiding in the shadows.

Even when facing her alone, one must conceal one's formidable fighting power in the shadows and launch a sneak attack.

Fu Hua chuckled, a laugh laced with deep mockery.

"It seems self-evident."

She had already gotten the answer she wanted, so there was no need to stay here. Although she didn't want to forge a deeper hatred with the Spirit Hall, the outcome didn't seem to change because of her thoughts.

"Very well! The tiger has no intention of harming people, but people have the intention to harm the tiger. It seems that a bloody storm is about to ensue."

On her hands, a pair of gauntlets appeared silently, perfectly enveloping Fu Hua's arms without any excess, as if they had grown out of her arms entirely.

The silvery-white streamlined curves reflected graceful arcs in the sunlight.

The Eternal Dusk Twin Wolves, Attack!

The scene was silent. None of the twenty-odd Soul Douluo took the initiative; they all stood by with solemn expressions, sweat streaming down their foreheads.

On the high platform, the man in black robes observed the entire scene, and his heart sank.

To remain so calm in the face of so many Soul Douluo is a rare genius on the continent, even without any connection to that person.

Unfortunately, once you offend the Spirit Hall, even the greatest talent is useless.

Reach out and wave down

The surrounding figures instantly surged.

However, the encirclement tightened again in an instant, leaving no gaps for escape.

The encirclement is getting closer and closer. The closer they get to Fu Hua, the fewer people there will be, but the number of layers of the encirclement will increase accordingly.

They didn't want this person to escape due to a moment of carelessness, otherwise they would be the ones punished.

Fu Hua has calmed down.

Looking around, there was no flaw whatsoever, yet that was also the biggest flaw.

He shook his head slightly, presumably because they wouldn't make the first move.

"Then, I'll be the one to break this deadlock!"

Fleeting clouds and smoke, a mere grain of sand in the vast ocean.

Like an eternal kingdom, sensing the slow passage of time, everything approaches its end before one even understands what is happening.

Afterimages flashed beneath my feet, as if time and space had frozen.

Fu Hua's figure vanished from everyone's sight in an instant. Something slowed down their thinking. When they saw her again, she was already beside them, along with a fist that was gradually growing larger.

Starting stance of Inch Heart Fist Style

One punch, two punches, three punches...

With each punch, a figure fell, bones dislocated, internal organs scattered, the creaking sounds echoing in the silent square, particularly eerie.

One glance, and two fell; another glance, and more than half the population was lying on the ground. Every moment was accelerating.

No, it wasn't acceleration, but rather that their awareness couldn't keep up with the other's speed.

Fu Hua is fast, that's true, but not fast enough to transcend the limits of space and time. Something must be influencing their thinking.

Time-Space Severance

First display of power

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. Everyone stared blankly at the law enforcement team lying on the ground, groaning in pain, and fell silent.

What's going on? It's over after just one appearance? Are you kidding me?!

The crowd of onlookers instantly grew dissatisfied, and they even brought out their stools, waiting for a good show!

The crowd was unhappy, and the man in black robes on the stage was even more unhappy, blurting out...

"A bunch of useless trash"

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't see the face beneath the black robe, Flender estimated it would be quite distorted, secretly amused, but uttering sarcastic remarks aloud.

"Sir, shall we lend a hand?"

Although the words were flattering, it was impossible to think of them in that way. Saying such things now was just to make him look foolish!

The man in black robes angrily flung his robes aside, his expression turning serious.

"Need not"

Hidden beneath the black robe were gloomy eyes, filled with a desire to crush those law enforcement officers below with a single blow.

"Aren't you ashamed? Get off here!"

The sound was so powerful it shook the very souls of the officers lying on the ground that they trembled with fear and, despite the pain of broken bones, left the square.

The scene fell silent again. The man in black robes looked at Fu Hua with an inscrutable expression. His gaze, sharp as a blade, made Fu Hua frown.

She disliked this gaze, feeling like a fish on a chopping board.

His eyes met hers without flinching, sharp as a drawn sword, piercing the black-robed man's soul and making him tremble. But even he, like a bucket of water, was equally shocked.

A single glance from him made him feel like he was being pricked by needles. No wonder the Grand Elder said that no matter how many Soul Douluo there were, it would be useless.

While the woman in black was terrified, she also submitted to the Grand Elder's arrangement, knowing that as long as she did so, she would never be able to turn the tables.

Fu Hua didn't know what the man in black was thinking, but she knew that as time went on, the Spirit Hall would definitely devise other methods. The only option for now was to retreat. If she caused trouble for the Shrek Academy group because of her, she would never forgive herself.

Having made up his mind, he ignored the black-robed man on the platform and brazenly turned to leave.

This move not only slapped the black-robed man in the face, but also showed a complete disregard for the Spirit Hall. But is that really the case?

Fu Hua's seemingly relaxed body was actually already like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to face any sudden situation at any time. Each step she took was no more than one and a half steps, keeping her movements within a range that allowed her to act at any moment.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Five steps away

Fu Hua's figure stopped.

Forced to stop

Because...

"Since they are all old friends, why not stay a little longer as guests?"

A cheerful voice rang out, carrying the vigor of a young man and the composure of an old man. His hair and beard were all white, his eyes were bright, and he walked to Bibi Dong's side with a smile on his face, standing shoulder to shoulder with her.

Bibi Dong's expression suddenly changed, and she bowed slightly to the newcomer.

"I never expected that a small-scale competition among elite advanced Soul Master Academy across the continent would attract the personal presence of the Grand Elder."

Bibi Dong spoke respectfully, but her eyes, hidden in the shadows, were incredibly gloomy.

The one who has always hindered her from taking control of the Spirit Hall is this Grand Elder— Qian Daoliu.

The strength of the Elder's Hall was definitely not lower than hers. If she weren't living under someone else's roof, why would she speak to Qian Daoliu in such a tone? In addition, given that person's relationship with her, the atmosphere between them could be described as tense.

If it weren't for Xiao Xue, he might have impeached himself, the Pope, at any time.

When Xiao Xue was mentioned, Bibi Dong's eyes darkened again. She glanced at Fu Hua out of the corner of her eye, her heart still struggling. That person's words kept echoing in her mind, making her waver.

Fu Hua is very strong, but that's only what I've heard from that person. Even though what I see now is indeed true, the gap between her and the Limit Douluo makes Bibi Dong feel desperate.

He's just a minor Soul King, how could he possibly fight against Limit Douluo? Even that person could only put up a fight against Qian Daoliu when he was Soul Douluo, and in the end...

Bibi Dong pursed her lips tightly.

I hope you really are as she said.

"Haha! It's inevitable that some exceptionally talented individuals will emerge from the elite tournaments on the continent, so it's not unreasonable for this old man to come. However, Your Pope, please remember that as the Pope of the Spirit Hall, you must consider the Spirit Hall's interests and not allow outsiders to bring shame upon our Spirit Hall." Qian Daoliu's sharp eyes stared directly into Bibi Dong's gaze, as if a thousand swords were piercing them.

"...certainly"

"Hmph! Good thing you know."

The Pope clenched his fists, desperately suppressing his anger.

Qian Daoliu his head and looked at Fu Hua.

Fu Hua's lips were pressed tightly together, her sky-blue eyes as clear and flawless as the pure sky.

"A follower of an old friend? If I heard correctly, that person just now seemed to have called me a follower of sinners."

"These are just some crude remarks from servants, don't take them seriously. Now get back home."

As the saying goes, fortunes change. One moment he was scolding those Soul Douluo, and the next he was being scolded by Qian Daoliu. It's quite an interesting cycle of cause and effect.

"Yes"

The man in black robes showed no emotion whatsoever. He bowed to Qian Daoliu and then left with an air of nonchalance.

But Fu Hua's expression turned serious.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, I'll have to ask for your understanding, young friend. You must be missing your teacher dearly! She's currently a guest in the hall; why don't we go inside and have a chat?"

Qian Daoliu's face showed no sign of conspiracy, but the more he did so, the more vigilant Fu Hua became.

Because she sensed danger from this person.

The person who can make her feel this way must be more than they appear on the surface.

He was on guard, but remained outwardly calm.

"Seeing how relaxed my teacher is, I'm relieved. There's no need for me to be a guest; I need to go back and diligently cultivate myself."

"Haha! As expected of her disciple, that's great spirit. It's a pity that our Spirit Hall doesn't have many disciples as ambitious as you."

"In that case, I won't bother you any longer."

Fu Hua prepared to leave again, a commotion suddenly arose behind her. The crowd below the mountain was being driven away by something, causing them to shout in displeasure.

"What? Why don't you want us to see? We haven't even gone up the mountain."

"Yeah, yeah, who are you guys anyway?"

Such a question arose from the crowd. As someone was shoving, they suddenly ripped off a soldier's outer robe, instantly revealing the pattern of the Spirit Hall's emblem printed on it.

The crowd fell silent again; this time, no one spoke, and they were all obediently driven away.

After the crowd at the foot of the mountain had all dispersed, Qian Daoliu looked at his side again.

There were students and teachers from the Shrek Academy, the champion, Spirit Hall Academy, the runner-up, and Godwind Academy, the third-place winner, watching the whole scene. Their surprise and shock were fleeting, but they all remained silent in tacit agreement.

The Shrek Academy students, in particular, had frighteningly grim expressions.

"Boss Fu, what should we do?" Liu Erlong asked softly.

"Wait and see"

Qian Daoliu's expression remained unchanged, Sisi smile lingering on his aged face, but at this moment, one could only feel a deep, piercing chill.

"Gentlemen, what follows is a matter for our Spirit Hall. You are free to leave or stay, but I don't want anyone to interfere later."

The voice was cold, no longer as amiable as before; this was Qian Daoliu's true face.

The purpose of driving the crowd away was simply to prevent unrelated individuals from witnessing the actions of the Spirit Hall, as many residents of Spirit City were among those people.

If the Spirit Hall's other side had been revealed to them, Spirit City wouldn't be what it is today.

He intends to bully the weak with numbers.

The two Chrysanthemum and Ghost Douluo standing beside Bibi Dong moved swiftly, along with the two Title Douluo lying in ambush around them, making a total of four, who directly surrounded Fu Hua.

Qian Daoliu will never allow the past to happen again.

P. S.: Why does the other side of the map feel less fun than the original Hill? I inexplicably don't want it anymore. By the way, where's Mist City? Where did they put my Mist City?

PS1: Oh my god! I suddenly realized I only need one more monthly pass to get an extra chapter. Has it really been too easy for me lately? I'm starting to carry around...

PS2: Wow! How did it get 5,000 favorites already? I still feel like I'm not fully awake, boohoo! Currently, I'm 0/2 chapters behind.