Douluo: Martial Soul Ghost Emperor of the Wedding Dress, All Spirit Beasts Sacrifice

"I'm telling you..."

"What are you looking at?"

Yan noticed Xie Yue hadn't followed him, so he walked back curiously and followed his gaze into a shop.

There was a girl who looked like an exquisite porcelain doll, possessing a pair of alluring fox-like eyes.

"It's Nana!"

Just as Yan's face lit up with joy at the mention of Hu Liena, Hu Liena appeared.

He was just about to step forward to greet her when he saw Hu Liena laughing and chatting with a young boy, and he felt a bit sour inside.

Hu Liena was even holding a piece of...

Whale Glue!

Yan's face instantly flushed red, and the veins on his forehead began to bulge.

In the Spirit Master Academy, he had naturally heard of the reputation of Whale Glue.

It was something noble lords used specifically to tame women.

Yan's fists clenched involuntarily; Nana was still so young.

That little brat!

"Hmm! Senior brother, so this big treasure I'm eating is called Whale Glue!"

"It's so expensive, it actually cost over two hundred gold coins."

Hu Liena looked at the item in her hand and was shocked when she learned the price.

Back at the orphanage, she felt that even a single gold coin was a lot, enough to last her a long time.

Now, she had just spent two hundred gold soul coins in one go.

"Hmm? Didn't the teacher give you any pocket money?"

Su Wen looked puzzled.

As soon as he finished speaking, his expression shifted slightly.

A fiery red figure rushed over.

"Yan, it's you!"

"Yan, what are you doing!"

Yan ignored Hu Liena and swung his fist toward Su Wen.

Su Wen's body instinctively dodged to the side.

While dodging, a red Oil-paper Umbrella appeared in his hand.

He swung, blocked, and spun the umbrella, deflecting the other's fist with a flourish.

Su Wen leaped into the air and unleashed a move: Li Pi Hua Shan.

"Hum!"

The umbrella hummed like a dragon's roar.

It rang out right by Yan's ear, the tip of the umbrella stopping just an inch from his forehead.

Just as Yan was feeling shocked and relieved, Su Wen sneered, the tip of the umbrella veering off to strike him in the chest.

With a bang, Yan let out a muffled groan of pain.

The next moment, his body flew out of the shop and slammed heavily onto the street.

It drew a crowd of onlookers.

Chapter 32: The Trickster Beats Yan

"Senior brother, are you okay?"

Hu Liena hurried to Su Wen's side.

Seeing him shake his head, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

She immediately looked at Yan.

Angrily, she said:

"Yan, what are you doing? Why did you hit my senior brother?"

Yan had just climbed up from the ground, clutching his chest.

Hearing Hu Liena show concern for that man, he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was the one who had been beaten, not the other guy.

Now, being blamed on top of that, Yan felt incredibly aggrieved.

"Nana!"

Xie Yue looked at Su Wen: "You said he is your senior brother?"

"Brother, you're here too!"

Only then did Hu Liena notice that Xie Yue was also standing nearby.

Xie Yue: "..."

Hu Liena spoke with a hint of pride: "Of course. Senior brother is a disciple of the Pope, Nana's senior brother, Senior Brother Su Wen!"

Yan was stunned, not expecting the guy in front of him to also be a disciple of the Pope.

Listening to Hu Liena's tone, Yan felt a bit jealous: "Even if he is a disciple of the Pope, he can't bully you!"

Hu Liena was displeased: "Nana wasn't being bullied."

"But I clearly saw him take you..." Just as Yan was about to speak, Xie Yue interrupted him: "Yan, perhaps there is a misunderstanding. A disciple of the Pope wouldn't do such a thing, and considering his age..."

"Xie Yue, you are just too kind!"

Yan was extremely annoyed that his friend was actually speaking up for the other guy. Thinking of how close Hu Liena had been to Su Wen just now, and even mentioning some "big treasure"...

The bitterness in his heart grew stronger, and he looked directly at Su Wen:

"Since you are a spirit master, let's settle this the way spirit masters do. If you win, I'll apologize to you; if you lose, stay away from Nana."

"Ah-woo—"

While Yan was speaking, Su Wen peeled a candy and gently popped it into Hu Liena's mouth.

Hu Liena's small face flushed, and she cooperatively bit down on the candy.

While Yan and Xie Yue were stunned, Su Wen yawned and turned to leave.

Hu Liena followed behind, not forgetting to wave at Xie Yue: "Brother, Senior brother and I are leaving first!"

"Crack!"

Yan's fist clenched suddenly, blue veins bulging on it.

A burst of flames erupted from his body.

He's provoking me!

He is provoking me!

"You brat!"

Yan let out a roar, and a massive phantom of a Lava Giant appeared behind him.

The spirit was entirely crimson, with magma-like patterns flowing across its surface, and the scorching high temperature made people feel palpitations.

"Yan, don't do anything reckless!"

Seeing this, Xie Yue hurriedly tried to stop him. Attacking randomly on the streets of Wuhun City would result in punishment, not to mention that the other party was a disciple of the Pope.

Yan ignored him and lunged forward, like an arrow released from a bow, charging toward Su Wen.

"Hum!"

An Oil-paper Umbrella floated behind Su Wen.

As the red umbrella opened.

A gust of eerie wind blew.

A sinister aura shrouded the surroundings.

The eerie laughter of a woman echoed from all directions.

The passersby who were originally watching the show felt a strange tightening in their hearts.

They felt a chill run through their entire bodies.

Just then, two chains burning with nether flames erupted from the ground.

They attacked toward Yan.

"First Spirit Skill, Hell Magma Rush!"

Seeing this, Yan dodged backward while the yellow Spirit Ring at his feet flickered.

Scorching magma, like a crimson fire dragon, gushed out from the ground. The earth was dyed red, and the high temperature corroded everything around it as it swept toward Su Wen.

The figure of the Ghost Bride appeared. Her red wedding dress and eerie, ancient state made everyone around feel astonished.

In particular, the fact that her feet did not touch the ground gave people a strange feeling.

The Spirit Ring at the Ghost Bride's feet lit up, and the chains in her hands grew rapidly, quickly weaving into a defense on the spot.

The scorching magma collided with the nether flames, producing a loud boom.

The chains burst out from the flames, passing through the magma to coil around Yan, whose expression changed drastically as he hurriedly dodged.

But more chains erupted from the ground, constantly forcing Yan into a dead end.