Dark Iron Flying Shield

Wang Zhong's furious expression immediately softened with a hint of respect.

"Heh heh, forgive me for failing to recognize a great man and giving offense. May I ask which faction you belong to?"

Wang Zhong respectfully handed the Third-Class Token to Li Han, his face still plastered with a smile.

The Third-Class Token was issued by the Spirit Hall. Its holders were judged not by their strength, but solely by their background.

Even for the Wang Clan, obtaining a Third-Class Token was no easy matter.

Although he still did not know the visitor's identity, Wang Zhong could already be certain that the man was no ordinary person.

He might even be someone Wang Zhong could not afford to offend.

Li Han took the token and sat down on a nearby chair.

His arrogant attitude made the other members of the Wang Clan seethe with anger.

"What's with that attitude, you jerk?"

Wang Lang roared.

"Hmm?"

Li Han gave a soft snort, and his formidable Divine Sense instantly surged toward Wang Lang!

It was an attack unlike Soul Power, a spiritual pressure. With Li Han's Divine Sense as it was now, he was more than a match for a Soul Ancestor skilled in mental attacks.

Caught completely off guard, Wang Lang was struck by the Divine Sense. It felt as if a heavy hammer had smashed into his head, and a wave of dizziness suddenly washed over him!

Wang Lang staggered and fell into a nearby chair, unable to recover for quite some time.

Everyone stared at Li Han in shock.

"Lang'er!"

Wang Zhong cried out.

Such terrifying mental strength made it clear that the man's cultivation was no lower than his own.

Who exactly was this man?

Li Han remained unruffled as he spoke softly.

"Your son seems rather foolish, daring to question me. How laughable."

His voice was low, filled with disdain and mockery.

"Sir! My son may be lacking in manners, but attacking a junior like that—isn't it beneath you?"

"Are you questioning me?"

As the words fell, Li Han's Divine Sense surged toward Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong immediately felt the terrifying pressure Wang Lang had just endured.

But he was no Wang Lang. Though he wasn't skilled in mental attacks, his strength as a Soul Ancestor allowed him to withstand the impact of the Divine Sense.

Even so, he felt the crushing pressure.

"I wouldn't dare! But you came straight to my door without explaining what this is about, then attacked us without warning. Even if my Wang Clan is merely a baron's family, we can't let you bully us as you please!"

A flash of menace crossed Wang Zhong's eyes, and his anger flared.

"Oh? So you need a reason before you'll bully someone. I thought you could attack whoever you liked, whenever you pleased."

Li Han sneered, slowly tapping the fingers of his right hand on the table.

"Sir, get to the point!"

"Fine! Wang Yue was just knocked unconscious and sent back, wasn't he?

I'm guessing you were about to go after those two, right?"

Wang Zhong's pupils contracted, and surprise showed on his face.

"You came here for those two commoner Soul Masters?"

"That's right. One of them is my student.

The other is my student's friend.

He's not bad either. I'm planning to take him on as an unofficial disciple.

So if your Wang Clan still wants to go after them, then I, as their teacher, will deal with you."

"Sir! They were the ones who hurt my son first today—"

Before Wang Zhong could finish, Li Han interrupted him.

"That sounds rather childish.

Does right and wrong even matter to you?

Whether you're in the right or not, you were going to stand up for Wang Yue anyway.

Wang Sheng was bullied for a year, and not once did you step in to make things right.

So what's the point of deciding who's at fault?

Just tell me how you want to settle this.

Skip the meaningless formalities."

Wang Zhong's face darkened.

What Li Han said wasn't wrong, but hearing him say it so bluntly was awkward.

Besides, this wasn't how things were supposed to go.

Usually, they were the ones who used their power to bully others. How had the tables turned today?

And all because of two commoners.

Wang Zhong was unhappy, but considering the man's identity, he could only force down his anger.

"If you insist on standing up for those two, then my Wang Clan won't pursue the matter.

But if we simply let this go, my clan will have no way to save face.

How about this? If you can withstand my fourth Soul Skill, we'll consider the matter settled.

I'll also keep Yue'er in check from now on and make sure he never bothers that person again. What do you say?

But if you can't withstand it, I expect you to bring those two to my door and apologize!"

"Oh? That sounds rather interesting."

Li Han raised his brows slightly. He knew Wang Zhong was trying to test his strength.

If Li Han lost, Wang Zhong could back down without losing face.

But if Li Han won, Wang Zhong could still save face.

"Are you agreeing or not?"

"How could I refuse something this interesting?

I'll even throw in a bonus: I won't use a Soul Skill to withstand your fourth Soul Skill. How's that?"

Everyone present was enraged by Li Han's arrogance.

The fourth Soul Skill was a Soul Ancestor's strongest attack. Even a Soul King wouldn't dare claim they could withstand it without using a Soul Skill.

Li Han's words meant he was either arrogant or possessed absolute confidence in his strength.

Either way, he had shown the Wang Clan no respect.

"You're underestimating me far too much!"

Wang Zhong shouted angrily.

Judging by Li Han's mental strength, he was no more than a Soul Ancestor. How could he dare look down on Wang Zhong like this?

"Enough talk. Let's begin.

My time is precious. I don't have time to waste here with you."

Li Han stood up, his tone impatient.

"Fine! Let's see just how strong you are!"

Wang Zhong roared, then immediately activated his Martial Soul.

"Gray Wolf, possess me!"

Two yellow and two purple Soul Rings appeared around Wang Zhong. At the same time, his fourth Soul Ring lit up.

"Fourth Soul Skill! Gray Wolf Howling Moon Wave!"

Wang Zhong opened his mouth and spat out a terrifying wave of energy formed from Soul Power. It shot toward Li Han.

Li Han stood firm in the face of danger and swept out his right hand, summoning a shield.

"Dark Iron Flying Shield!"

It was the Martial Soul shield transformed from the Heaven Heavenly Thunder Bamboo, black as ink from end to end.

Li Han gripped the Dark Iron Flying Shield with both hands and blocked the gray energy wave rushing toward him.

Boom!

The blue energy wave struck the shield and immediately split apart, surging off to either side.

Protected by the Dark Iron Flying Shield, Li Han emerged completely unharmed.

"How is this possible? He only summoned his Martial Soul. He didn't use a single Soul Skill. How could he block my fourth Soul Skill?

What kind of Martial Soul is that? How can its defense be so powerful?"

Wang Zhong was stunned. But what terrified him even more came next.

"Seems you haven't had enough to eat. That fourth Soul Skill was downright feeble!

This is getting boring. Why don't you try taking one of my punches?"

As he spoke, Li Han punched the Dark Iron Flying Shield in front of him.

The Elephant Armor Skill, just one step away from the ninth layer, erupted at full force!

Boom!

The tremendous force slammed into the Dark Iron Flying Shield. It swept forward with crushing power, scattering the Gray Wolf Howling Moon Wave, then crashed heavily into Wang Zhong.

Bang!

The Dark Iron Flying Shield sent Wang Zhong flying straight into the wall. He spat out a mouthful of blood!