Tang Hao's Visit

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However, Yuan Luo had never expected to rely on this to injure Zhao Wuji.

The next moment, several golden blade glints appeared and slashed fiercely at Zhao Wuji's neck.

The sudden pain made Zhao Wuji instinctively reach up and touch his neck.

Just as his arms spread apart, Tang San made his move.

"Second Soul Skill, Parasite!"

His second Soul Ring lit up as Tang San desperately poured Soul Power into it.

Countless Blue Silver Grass vines appeared, twisting and winding around Zhao Wuji.

A few seconds later, Zhao Wuji was wrapped like a mummy, with only his eyes exposed.

Everyone smiled, each of them thrilled.

Yuan Luo smiled faintly. It had been too simple.

"Roar!"

Zhao Wuji let out a bear-like roar. Yellow light burst from his body, and his entire frame grew larger.

The Blue Silver Grass rapidly cracked apart before finally turning to dust.

"Keep going!"

A smile appeared on Zhao Wuji's face. He had not expected these little brats to be somewhat interesting.

Everyone was startled and quickly formed a battle formation around him.

"Third Soul Skill, Water Prison."

Yuan Luo seized the moment, and his third Soul Ring lit up.

Under everyone's astonished gazes, several Ice Pillars condensed around Zhao Wuji, piercing through every available space.

They completely enclosed Zhao Wuji within.

But it was not over yet. The Ice Pillars gradually expanded, while more continued forming around the outside.

In an instant, a two-meter-tall Ice House appeared before them. Through its transparent ice, Zhao Wuji could be seen standing motionless within, like an ice sculpture.

"Th... that's so strong!"

Tang San drew in a sharp breath. Compared to Yuan Luo's control, his own was like a younger brother's—completely unpresentable.

"You little brat!"

Zhao Wuji's face twisted viciously as he tried to force his way free.

But who was Yuan Luo, and who had provided his third Soul Ring?

This Bodybuilder Frog was the descendant of the Soul Beast Uncle Meng had mentioned, the one capable of destroying four attributes.

It could be said that, possessing only one attribute and developing it to the utmost, that attribute could leave all others far behind.

Yuan Luo's Ice Element could now be considered Ultimate Ice.

With the Dao Soul Fruit from before, his Metal and Wood Elements were also close to the ultimate level, already reaching a superlative state.

"Aah!"

Zhao Wuji continued exerting force, but every time an Ice Pillar shattered, another would replenish it.

In the end, Zhao Wuji gave up.

"Teacher Zhao, you should still use your martial soul. You can't possibly get out by relying on your body alone."

Yuan Luo continued teasing him from behind.

"Pfft!"

The others could not help laughing as well. Zhao Wuji looked far too comical.

"Fine, you little brats!"

A terrifying pressure suddenly erupted from Zhao Wuji's body. It was the pressure of Soul Power.

A massive bear emerged from his body, making him look like a war god surveying the world.

"Second Stage!"

Yuan Luo pressed his palms together, interlocking his fingers.

He would not give Zhao Wuji an opportunity. He had provoked him precisely for this moment.

When one first released a martial soul, one's attention was at its lowest and one's strength at its weakest.

The Ice House seemed to change, gradually turning from transparent to hazy.

It was not that the ice had changed, but that countless Ice Spikes had appeared inside.

"Aah!"

Zhao Wuji cried out in pain. It felt as though countless ants were gnawing at his body, the stabbing pain unbearable.

A Soul Saint's defenses were powerful, and Yuan Luo's attack had caused him only a slight injury.

The inside of the Ice House was already stained with blood.

"Boom!"

At last, the Ice House shattered, countless shards of ice scattering in every direction.

Xiao Wu was the closest and had no way to dodge. She was struck head-on and sent flying as if she had been hit by a truck.

"Xiao Wu!"

Tang San disregarded everything else, activating Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and rushing over to catch her.

Zhu Zhuqing was a agility-type Soul Master to begin with and stood farther away, so she was not injured.

But Ning Rongrong was different. As an auxiliary-type Soul Master, there was nothing she could do but stand there in fright.

"Pfft!"

Yuan Luo raised his right hand, and an Ice Layer appeared before the two girls, blocking the attack.

Then his second Soul Ring lit up.

A Blue Silver Grass leaf appeared in his hand. With a casual flick, he sent it onto Xiao Wu's forehead.

Immediately, the wounds on Xiao Wu's body healed at a visible rate, and even her aura grew stronger.

Zhao Wuji was furious now. He had actually been mocked by a group of children.

Could I, the Immovable Bright King, tolerate this?

"Teacher Zhao, time's up!"

Yuan Luo's face twitched. I'm not about to get a harsh lesson from reality, am I?

"Hm?"

An ugly expression appeared on Zhao Wuji's furious face. He looked at the incense stick and found that it had already burned out.

"Hmph!"

With a cold snort, Zhao Wuji's expression grew even more terrifying.

Yuan Luo hurriedly cast his Second Soul Skill on Zhao Wuji, healing his wounds.

Zhao Wuji now looked like a beggar. His clothes were tattered, and his body was covered in countless wounds of all sizes.

Feeling that life energy, Zhao Wuji's face filled with surprise. He had not expected the healing effect to be this good.

Even without considering internal injuries, merely judging by the recovery speed of those external wounds, he had never seen such an effect before.

"Xiao Bai, take them to arrange their dormitories!"

Zhao Wuji seemed too embarrassed to stay any longer. He snorted and left.

Only the others remained, swaying in the wind.

Xiao Wu also slipped out of Tang San's arms, her little face flushed red.

"Luo-ge, I won't thank you!"

Tang San came to Yuan Luo's side, his face full of gratitude. Seeing Xiao Wu recover had filled Tang San's heart with excitement.

However, Yuan Luo's Second Soul Skill also shocked him. So it was an auxiliary Soul Skill, and its effect was truly powerful.

"Hehe, no need. But there is something I'd like your help with."

"What does Luo-ge need me to do?"

Tang San asked doubtfully.

Yuan Luo grinned. He did not know how to make hidden weapons.

"I want you to forge some hidden weapons for me—the more, the better. I'll provide the money, and you provide the labor."

"Huh?" Tang San was deeply puzzled, not knowing what Yuan Luo intended to do.

"Why ask so much? I definitely have a use for them."

"Oh, okay. I'll forge them for you in a few days."

Dai Mubai arranged dormitories for them, and during the process, they also met Oscar.

Yuan Luo asked for a room of his own. The others were all together, so he would not intrude. Besides, he would be leaving after a while anyway.

At noon, they ate this meager lunch. There was truly nothing left to complain about.

Pickled vegetables with steamed buns really were delicious...

Evening!

Yuan Luo suddenly woke from his dreams because an aura had locked onto him.

"Who?"

That aura did not seem hostile, but it felt very familiar.

Tang Hao!

That was right!

This was actually Tang Hao's aura!

Why had he come looking for him instead of going to beat up Zhao Wuji?

Filled with doubt, Yuan Luo reluctantly walked out of his room. His beautiful dream had been ruined just like that.

In the forest, a figure in a black cloak stood there, carrying an air of supremacy.

"Uncle Hao, were you looking for me?"

Since Tang Hao had called him out, he clearly did not intend to conceal himself from Yuan Luo. In other words, he knew that Yuan Luo already knew some of his identity and strength.

There was no need for Yuan Luo to hide it any longer.

"Mm! How did you know it was me?"

A vigorous voice came from the darkness.

"We've been neighbors for so many years. How could I fail to remember even your aura?"

Tang Hao slowly turned around. Messy hair, ragged clothes, and a face that looked as though it had not been washed in months.

To anyone who did not know him, he looked like a destitute refugee. No one would be able to tell that he possessed strength at the very pinnacle of the continent.