Tang Wulin retracted his fist and landed on the ground. The golden scales shimmered faintly under the pale light, and his gaze was fixed on the remaining two men in black.
But the next moment, his heart sank.
After knocking over the chair, the burly man in black rolled on the ground and then stood up.
He rubbed his back where he had been hit, cracked his neck, and showed no pain on his face, only annoyance at being ambushed.
"You little brat, you've got some serious skills." The burly man in black grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth. "Too bad, my protective Soul Tool isn't just for show."
The three men in black simultaneously unleashed their Martial Soul. Instantly, a cold and Evil aura filled the entire carriage, as if even the air itself had become thick and sticky.
Tang Wulin felt the pressure from the three auras, and the hairs on his body stood on end.
Soul King.
All three are Soul King.
He miscalculated; the one in the middle wasn't the main force. The real main force was in the driver's cab.
"But the fact that you're here means Old Six is dead, isn't it? What a useless piece of trash, he can't even do this simple job right!"
The leader of the men in black spat, but then glared fiercely at Tang Wulin: "We really didn't expect there to be a Soul Master with some skill on the train. We were careless. Luckily, I brought my expensive protective Soul Tool, or we would have been in real trouble!"
As he spoke, a hint of regret appeared in his eyes. He had spent a fortune to acquire this Soul Tool, and now it was gone just like that.
He glared at Tang Wulin, this boy was already courting death!
Tang Wulin forced himself to calm down. The person opposite him seemed relaxed and not in a hurry, so he tried to get information out of them. "What exactly do you want? What is that Old Six looking for in the middle?"
"Hahahaha!" The man in black laughed menacingly, and actually began to explain, "Fine, then I'll let you die knowing the truth, kid."
"But since Old Six died at your hands, the plan has probably failed. It's just a pity that the lock on the train's Power Core wasn't opened, otherwise this train would have turned into fireworks long ago..."
"But that's enough... Killing you all will still be enough to succeed!"
Tang Wulin clenched his fist, and golden scales spread from his right arm to his left arm, and then to his chest, forming a thin layer of golden armor.
He had no way out; behind him were the passengers of the entire train, and in front of him were three Evil Soul Master at the Soul King level.
We can't escape, and we absolutely mustn't run away.
"Oh, so you're just a little punk from the Third Ring Road." The skinny man in black chuckled sinisterly. "You think you can be a hero?"
"Stop talking nonsense, kill him." The leader of the men in black, his voice hoarse, was the first to move.
Five Soul Ring lit up—two yellow, two purple, and one black. The Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring emitted a dazzling black light under his activation. The black mist transformed into a giant ghost claw, heading straight for Tang Wulin.
Tang Wulin didn't take the hit head-on. He dodged to the side, and at the same time, he raised his right hand. Blue Silver Grass surged wildly from his palm and rushed towards the burly man in black.
First Soul Skill: Blood Explosion!
A pale red halo enveloped Tang Wulin's entire body, his pupils turned slightly red, and his physical strength increased by more than 30%.
The Blue Silver Grass vines that sprouted from the palm of the hand also changed, with crimson patterns appearing on their surface, exactly the same as the scales of the Blood-Exploding Snake.
Tang Wulin's right fist once again condensed golden Bloodline Power, but this time, instead of rushing towards the burly man in black, he charged towards the smaller one.
The skinny man in black snorted coldly, his fourth Soul Ring lit up, and black mist transformed into a shield in front of him. Tang Wulin punched the shield, causing cracks to appear, but it did not shatter.
At the same time, the Blue Silver Grass had already wrapped around the legs of the burly man in black. The burly man in black glanced down, stomped his foot disdainfully, and tried to break free of the seemingly slender vines.
But the Blue Silver Grass was far more resilient than he had imagined; it remained completely still.
"What the hell is that?" His expression changed slightly.
Second Soul Skill, Boiling!
Tang Wulin's Bloodline Power surged and Boiling instantly like a ignited flame. The amplification effect of the Blood Explosion skill doubled, and his entire body was enveloped in a pale golden halo, making even his breath feel scorching. This Soul Skill not only doubled his strength but also further enhanced his willpower and vitality, accelerating the recovery speed of injuries by 100%.
The golden scales on his body became even denser, almost covering his entire arm, and even a thin layer of golden scales appeared on his shoulders.
Before the burly man in black could break free from the Entanglement of the Blue Silver Grass, Tang Wulin had already appeared in front of him. His right fist slammed out, carrying the Bloodline Power and qi, amplified by the double boost of Blood Explosion and Boiling, heading straight for his face. The burly man in black had no time to dodge and could only raise his arms to block.
"Bang!"
The burly man in black was sent flying backward, crashing through the door connecting the carriages and tumbling into the next carriage. His arm was twisted at an odd angle, clearly broken by Tang Wulin's punch. Two ribs also made an ominous sound, the sound of bones cracking.
However, Tang Wulin had no chance to pursue.
A sharp whooshing sound came from the side, and a black ghost claw, carrying a corrosive mist, grabbed towards his side waist. Tang Wulin retreated rapidly, but was still grazed by the edge of the ghost claw. A shallow scratch appeared on the golden scales, showing faint signs of corrosion.
There is no sunlight here, allowing the Evil Soul Master to unleash their full power.
Tang Wulin gritted his teeth, and two golden halos lit up around him.
First Blood Essence Soul Ring Skill: Golden Dragon Body!
Golden light burst forth from his body, and the previously sparse golden scales instantly covered his entire body, each scale shimmering with dazzling light.
His muscles bulged slightly, making him appear a few inches taller. The Golden Dragon Body was a comprehensive enhancement Soul Skill, and when used in combination with Blood Explosion and Boiling, it brought his strength, speed, and defense to an almost insane level.
The skinny man in black's ghostly claws came again, but Tang Wulin neither dodged nor evaded, instead throwing a punch.
"Boom!"
The Golden Light collided with the black mist, erupting in a blinding flash. The ghostly claw shattered, and the thin man in black took two steps back, a look of horror flashing across his face.
But two other men in black had already flanked them from both sides. Although the burly man in black had lost an arm, his fighting power was still not to be underestimated. His other hand was condensing a black light blade, which he slashed at Tang Wulin's neck.
Tang Wulin dodged to the side, and at the same time, the Blue Silver Grass surged out again. This time, instead of Entanglement, it wove a net into the carriage, attempting to restrict the movement of the men in black.
Second Blood Essence Soul Ring Skill: Golden Dragon Tyrant Body!
The Dragon Scale on Tang Wulin's body suddenly became smooth as a mirror, and his defense instantly increased to three times the normal level. He felt as if his body had become an iron wall, and no attack could penetrate it.
The burly man in black's black light blade struck his shoulder, producing a crisp metallic clang, but leaving not even a mark. Tang Wulin countered with a punch, smashing it into the man's chest, causing a large section of his chest to cave in, and black blood gushed from his mouth.
He didn't know what the Evil Soul Master's Martial Soul was, nor what their Soul Skill were. He only knew that if he couldn't defeat one of them within a few moves, he would die here.
But the men in black saw through his intentions. The three of them retreated simultaneously, creating distance and preventing him from getting close again.
"This brat is strange," the leading Evil Soul Master said in a deep voice. "Don't fight him head-on, wear him down."
Tang Wulin's heart sank. This was exactly what he feared most.
Although his explosive power is strong, the consumption of his Bloodline Power and Soul Power is extremely astonishing.
How long could he hold out in this situation? He himself didn't know.
Mo Lan huddled in the corner, her hands clenched so tightly that her nails dug into her palms. She watched the boy's back, that thin yet stubborn golden figure, and a bittersweet feeling welled up inside her.
Tang Wulin took a deep breath.
Since there's no way to retreat, let's fight!