Wu Ling sat on a huge stone chair, and standing beside him was an old man who looked to be in his sixties.
Although he was an old man, he was at least 2.5 meters tall, with a broad-shouldered and thick-waisted body. Standing there, he looked like a mountain of flesh, giving people a very imposing feeling. His skin was dark, his beard and hair were all white, and his pair of big eyes were like copper bells. A special light seemed to emerge from his dark skin.
The place where Wu Ling is now is the Elephant Armor Sect, ranked sixth among the Seven Great Sects of the continent and known as the strongest defensive sect.
And this old man is none other than Huyan Zhen, the current leader of the Elephant Armor Sect.
"Young Master, please have some tea." Just as Wu Ling closed his eyes to rest, Wu Ling Huyan Zhen awkwardly poured him a cup of tea.
As Huyan Zhen acted, Huyan Li, who was standing below, was dumbfounded. He had just been summoned by his grandfather's orders and saw that his grandfather's seat was occupied by a boy who was not much older than him, while his grandfather stood aside serving him.
"There are only two young people in the world who can be treated like this by Grandpa. One is Xue Qinghe, the prince of the Heaven Dou Empire, but I have met Xue Qinghe and he is definitely not him. So it can only be -- Holy Son Wu Ling!" Don't be fooled by Huyan Li Yanli's muscular body. He is not a brainless third-generation noble. Because of his position, he also has to remember who he can and cannot mess with.
After all, not everyone will keep the slogan "Those who don't cause trouble are mediocre" on their lips. If it weren't for the protagonist's halo, they might have gotten themselves killed by the wrong people they shouldn't have messed with.
However, along with this came some doubts. He knew that his family had long since secretly joined the Spirit Hall, so his grandfather had specifically emphasized this to him. But his grandfather, as the head of a sect Soul Douluo- level powerhouse, should have been standing beside the His Highness the Holy Son, which was enough. He shouldn't have lowered his status so much. So his grandfather must have some reason for doing this now, and that reason might be related to him.
A few more minutes passed. Huyan Zhen looked at his grandson and then at Wu Ling, while Huyan Li stood below, slightly sweating from the heavy atmosphere. Finally, Wu Ling slowly opened his eyes and looked at Huyan Li standing in front of him.
"Sixteen years old, level thirty-six, and his Martial Soul is Diamond Mammoth...? Not enough."
Upon hearing Wu Ling's refusal, Huyan Zhen glared at his grandson with a mixture of disappointment and regret. At the same time, he felt a pang of regret, because while his doting on his grandson meant that he did provide normal training, he rarely engaged in anything too difficult.
In the end, Huyan Zhen could only blame himself. As for blaming Wu Ling, although he did have that thought at first, he immediately nipped it in the bud when he thought of the talent and strength of the person in front of him.
Hu Yanli, who was caught in the Huyan Li even though he didn't understand his grandfather's purpose, now realized that His Highness the Holy Son had refused because of him, which made him break out in a cold sweat and dare not look up at the two of them.
"However, considering that you've abandoned the darkness and joined our Spirit Hall, I can give you a chance." Suddenly, Wu Ling's tone changed, and hope rekindled in Huyan Zhen's heart.
"Young Master, please feel free to speak your orders!"
Wu Ling remained noncommittal regarding Huyan Zhen's assurance. He then addressed Huyan Li below, saying, " Huyan Li, is that right?"
"Yes! Your Huyan Li!" Upon hearing Wu Ling call his name, Huyan Li's tense nerves immediately reacted, and he shouted back.
"Use all your power and take my punch." Wu Ling said, standing up and twisting his neck and wrist.
"Hmm? Sigh!"
Huyan Li was startled by Wu Ling's request. When he looked up, besides Wu Ling's expressionless face, he also saw a meaningful look from his grandfather.
As Wu Ling brought his right hand together and slowly raised it, Huyan Zhen frowned, and Huyan Li Yanli immediately realized what was happening.
" Martial Soul Possession! First Spirit Skill: Copper Wall and Iron Bastion! Second Spirit Skill Mammoth Giant Strength!"
Huyan Li first two Spirit Skill, one to increase defense and the other to increase strength. As soon as he finished using them, he saw a dark figure appear in front of him.
In Huyan Zhen's eyes, Wu Ling was practically standing in front of his grandson, but the key point was that Wu Ling wasn't using a single bit of Soul Power!
With a loud "thud," Wu Ling's punch seemed to have struck a block of iron, but the next second, Wu Ling remained unfazed, while the "block of iron" was sent flying.
Huyan Zhen looked at his grandson, who had been sent flying outside, with a pang of heartache, but he still dared not make a move in front of Wu Ling. He was afraid that if he did, his goal would be completely thwarted.
"Alright, bring him back. Although I didn't use any Spirit Skill or Soul Power, it's not bad that Soul Elder could withstand my punch and still be conscious."
Upon hearing Wu Ling's agreement, Huyan Zhen hurriedly ran out to fetch his grandson. Wu Ling, back in his seat, pondered his next move.
Among the Seven Great Sects, apart from the Upper Three Sects which have Titled Douluo experts, the highest combat strength of the Lower Four Sects is only Soul Douluo. In addition, the Five Elements Academies can be compared with the Lower Four Sects.
Thunder Academy is backed by Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, and Elephant Armor Academy is backed by the Elephant Armor Sect, so in reality, there are only three independent academies.
In addition, the four families under the Clear Sky Sect are also quite powerful. Although their power has declined somewhat due to the suppression by the Spirit Hall, they are still families with Soul Douluo in charge.
The Clear Sky Four Clans didn't want to think about it for now. One of Wu Ling's goals this time was the other three academies. After all, no force would complain about having too many talented people, and academies were undoubtedly a better choice than sects.
Of course, another reason is that the other three sects of the Lower Four Sects are in the Star Luo Empire and are being suppressed by the Star Luo Imperial Family. They can be wiped out along the way, and Wu Ling is too lazy to waste any more words.
In that short time, Huyan Zhen had already spoken to Huyan Li outside about some precautions and then brought him in.
Huyan Zhen, who knew Wu Ling's strength, was not particularly surprised, but Huyan Li, who had only heard of him but never seen him, was completely astonished.
With his Diamond Mammoth Martial Soul, after activating his first and second Spirit Skill Spirit Skill, even ordinary Soul Ancestor sometimes couldn't break through his defenses. However, his proud defenses were completely shattered by the Holy Son in front of him with a single punch.
With a fractured right forearm and three broken ribs, it can be said that Wu Ling's punch was more powerful than most Soul Ancestor.
"Is this the strength of the current Holy Son of the Spirit Hall? His physical body alone is this strong, so what about his Soul Power?"
My grandpa said there are fifty levels, so I'd believe it if he said there were seventy!