Is It a District? No, It's a Wolf

Hey! Broad daylight, forcibly abducting an innocent maiden! You're completely ignoring me, the Galactic Baseballer!

After finishing his disguise, Xu Feng pushed open the window, jumped straight down, and landed in a standard superhero pose.

His legs bent slightly to cushion the impact, his right hand braced against the ground while his left hand raised up, the raccoon mask resting on his face like a hero making a grand entrance in a movie, instantly silencing everyone around him.

Who is this guy? A guard swallowed hard, his voice trembling slightly.

I don't know, but he definitely looks like trouble. Another guard took half a step back, his eyes filled with vigilance.

Watching Xu Feng's calm and composed posture, they could not help feeling a lingering sense of dread.

Their boss was Prince Xue Beng, after all, so anyone stepping forward at a time like this had to have serious backing—maybe even a genius from some hidden sect.

What on earth are you cowards afraid of! There are five of us! And we're all Spirit Kings! Are you scared of just one guy?!

Refusing to accept their cowardice, Xue Beng directly kicked one of the big guys in the leg. Veins bulged on Xue Beng's forehead; he had never expected the guards he painstakingly selected to be scared witless by a masked guy.

He was a prince, and from childhood to now, no one had ever dared to provoke him like this. Today, this guy in the raccoon mask was basically slapping him across the face.

Charge!

With no other choice, since the prince had already given the order, if they didn't charge, their whole families would die.

The five guards exchanged glances, gritted their teeth, and simultaneously released their martial souls, the spirit power fluctuations of five Spirit Kings erupting instantly.

Facing the five rushing toward him, Xu Feng loosened his shoulders and met them head-on. Even though he was outnumbered five to one, Xu Feng didn't even activate his martial soul, and the raccoon mask on his face didn't slip at all.

The first to rush up was the big guard. With his martial soul possessed, his muscles knotted all over as he threw a punch straight at Xu Feng's face.

Xu Feng tilted his body slightly, the fist brushing past his ear. But at that exact moment, Xu Feng's right hand shot out, grabbed the big guy's wrist, and twisted with leverage. With a crisp crack, the big guy's arm was dislocated, and he dropped to his knees in a shriek of agony.

The second guard's martial soul was a long saber. He chose a sneak attack, the blade aiming straight for Xu Feng's neck.

The five fingers of Xu Feng's left hand joined together, and a precise palm-chop struck the guard's wrist. Following immediately, he kicked the guard in the stomach, sending the man flying three meters away to crash into a wall. By the time he slid down, he was already coughing up blood.

The third guard's martial soul was vines. He placed his hands on the ground, and countless vines rose from the earth, attempting to bind Xu Feng's movements.

Xu Feng sneered, his figure flickering to leave an afterimage in place.

The vines passed right through the afterimage, catching nothing at all. The next second, Xu Feng had already appeared behind the guard, smashing a fist into the back of his neck and knocking him out cold.

The remaining two guards were already shaking with weak legs, but Prince Xue Beng's orders still echoed in their ears, leaving them no choice but to bite the bullet and rush forward.

Xu Feng didn't even give them a direct look, casually picking up a stray stone from the ground and flicking his finger. The stone struck one guard's knee with pinpoint accuracy, causing the man to shriek and drop to one knee.

Immediately after, he delivered a sweeping low kick, sending the last guard crashing face-first into the dirt.

The entire process took a mere minute. All five Spirit King-grade guards were already sprawled on the ground. Xu Feng dusted off his hands and even had the leisure to adjust his mask, making sure the raccoon mask was still in its proper place.

Just you wait! I'm going to call people to come and crush you!

Terrified out of his wits, Xue Beng turned and bolted, retaining not a shred of a prince's dignity. He ran while glancing back in terror, deathly afraid that Xu Feng would chase him down.

Xu Feng glanced at a trash can nearby. He casually picked up the trash can lid, weighed it in his hand, and then took aim at the direction of Xue Beng's flight, flinging it with force.

The trash lid spun through the air and struck Xue Beng squarely on the back of the head. With a loud thud, Xue Beng faceplanted flat on the ground. He scrambled up in utter disarray, fleeing in a clumsy scramble until he vanished around the street corner.

Whoa, my aim is actually pretty good.

He reached out and caught the rebounding trash lid. He had only wanted to test it out, never expecting the lid to actually hit its mark and even bounce right back.

I feel like I could have Xiao make a shield for me to play with.

Xu Feng prepared to put the trash can lid back, but when he lowered his gaze to look into the trash can, his expression suddenly shifted.

For some reason, the trash can seemed to possess a magical pull, making him desperately want to rummage through it. The feeling was bizarre, as though an invisible force was summoning him, making his heart race and his breathing grow shallow.

Thank you, benefactor! Xiao Wu immediately ran over to express her gratitude, cupping her fists together with a face full of appreciation, her eyes fixed on Xu Feng with undisguised adoration.

Ning Rongrong also ran down from upstairs, rushing breathlessly to Xu Feng's side and throwing her arms around his arm.

Brother Feng, you are so cool! Those moves just now were simply more impressive than the guards of our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect! That dodging move you did with the turn—I didn't even see how you pulled it off!

Xu Feng waved his hand dismissively, putting on an indifferent air. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a burst of rapid footsteps approaching from behind.

It's him! Get him!

Xue Beng's voice echoed from a distance, followed by at least twenty guards trailing behind him. Every single one of them possessed a formidable aura, all of them at least Spirit King-grade powerpowers, with their leader even reaching the level of a Spirit Emperor.

Xu Feng sighed, shielding Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong behind him as he cracked his wrists. Looks like I can't get away with not taking this seriously today.

Taking a deep breath, he finally released his martial soul. The interface spun frantically before him, ultimately locking onto five characters.

Oh ho, didn't expect this—it's actually a wolf... No wait, a wolf. And it even retained my old state. Kids, the wolf is here.

Xu Feng directly summoned Jiaoqiu, Moze, and Lingsha. These were among his strongest teams, and through years of battle experience, even a three-bond wolf-hunt setup had been nurtured by him into a Thunderous Wolf King.

Hulay slowly rose up behind Xu Feng, its massive form blotting out the sky. It lowered its head, its crimson eyes sweeping over the cowering Xue Beng on the ground and the twenty-odd shivering guards, the disappointment in the depths of its gaze almost spilling over.

Kid, you brought this puny lot to summon the great Khan Hulay? This is way too few!

It slowly raised a forepaw, the sharp claws gleaming with a chilling glint in the sunlight. With a gentle swipe, even the air was torn with microscopic cracks.

Hulay needed to devour flesh and blood to level up, which was the main reason its advancement on the battlefield had been so rapid. This bunch of people in front of it wasn't even enough to fill the gaps between its teeth.

Xue Beng was already frightened out of his wits, flattening himself against the ground without even daring to raise his head. A wet patch formed at his crotch, and a pungent odor permeated the air.

The guards fared no better; some had directly passed out, while others had teeth chattering so hard they couldn't even keep a grip on their weapons.

Don't be like that, Hulay. Xu Feng stood to the side with his arms crossed, a half-smile hanging on his face. You wouldn't want me to stop summoning you entirely in the future, would you?

Hulay's eyes contracted sharply, and a low growl rumbled in its throat. Of course it knew it wasn't Xu Feng's only choice.

This human kid harbored far too many secrets. Just that aura alone—the one that made even it feel wary—was proof enough that he still held other trump cards in reserve.

Hulay looked at the guards who were already frightened out of their minds, scrambling away in panic, and didn't even harbor the slightest urge to hunt them.

They were too weak—so weak that it failed to arouse any interest whatsoever, making it feel that devouring such flesh and blood would be an insult to itself.

However, Hulay's grand entrance naturally drew the senses of every Titled Douluo in Heaven Dou City. After all, outwardly Hulay certainly looked very much like a spirit beast, but its towering spirit power fluctuation far surpassed ordinary spirit beasts, even exuding a bizarre aura that didn't belong to this world.

It's Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Gu. Ning Rongrong was just about to call out to them when Xu Feng moved with lightning speed to cover her mouth, giving her a meaningful look.

Ning Rongrong froze for a split second, then understood what was happening, promptly hiding in the shadows to watch the show.

High in the air, two figures arrived almost simultaneously: Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong. The moment they sensed this aura, they had flown over immediately, ready to launch an attack at a moment's notice.

A spirit beast?! Sword Douluo landed on a rooftop, his gaze solemn as he stared fixedly at Hulay. How did it suddenly appear in Heaven Dou City?

Who knows? Do the two of you have confidence? A chilling voice drifted from the darkness as Poison Douluo Dugu Bo's figure slowly materialized.

His expression was somewhat unsightly as his gaze swept over Hulay, a flicker of wariness lurking deep in his eyes.

He had no intention of accompanying them to their deaths here in Heaven Dou City. The moment they couldn't win, he would immediately grab Yanzi and run for the hills. Heaven Dou City was nice, but his life mattered more.

We can only try! Sword Douluo took a deep breath, the Seven Kill Sword behind him emitting a crisp hum. The sword body vibrated, sending sword radiance shooting into the sky to illuminate half the firmament.

Bone Douluo was not to be outdone; clapping his hands together, countless bones burst forth from the ground to form barrier walls of bone, completely surrounding Hulay.

Looking at the three Titled Douluo before it, Hulay's eyes finally flashed with a hint of interest. It slowly raised its head, opened its cavernous maw, and let out a deafening roar.

The sound was like a thunderclap exploding, carrying an invisible pressure that made all of Heaven Dou City tremble. Roof tiles on the streets clattered noisily, and several lower-cultivation spirit masters dropped straight to their knees with weak legs.

Interesting. Hulay's voice echoed directly in the minds of the three, laced with a condescending mockery. Three Titled Douluo. Barely enough to let me warm up my joints.

Sword Douluo's expression darkened as the Seven Kill Sword transformed into a stream of light, piercing straight for Hulay's throat. However, Hulay merely flicked its head slightly, crashing head-on into the sword light.

With a single earth-shattering clang and a spray of sparks, Sword Douluo's Seven Kill Sword was sent rebounding backward, the blade emitting a mournful cry.

Such formidable defense! Sword Douluo's pupils constricted as he caught the rebounding Seven Kill Sword. Having traveled the continent for so many years, this was his first time encountering such a terrifying opponent; a mere casual strike had been enough to make him struggle.

Seeing this, Bone Douluo slammed his hands fiercely into the ground. Countless bones burst from beneath the earth, forming a gigantic bone claw that lunged to grab Hulay's abdomen.

Yet Hulay didn't even spare it a glance, flipping its tail like a massive iron whip to smash the bone claw directly to smithereens. Bone fragments scattered in all directions as Bone Douluo let out a muffled groan, stepping back several steps with a pale face.

This beast packs incredible strength! Bone Douluo gritted his teeth, his ninth spirit ring flashing as he prepared to unleash an even more powerful attack.

Standing in the distance and watching this scene, Dugu Bo's eyes flickered uncertainly. He took a deep breath, flipping his hands as a cluster of emerald-green poison mist condensed in his palms.

His specialty wasn't frontal clashes, but poison. If this spirit beast lacked resistance to poison, perhaps there was still a fighting chance.

Old Poison, don't just stand there! Sword Douluo shouted aloud, charging forward with his sword once more. This time, he held nothing back; the intent of the Seven Kill Sword surged violently, transforming into a sky full of sword shadows that poured down toward Hulay like a torrential storm.

Hulay roared up to the heavens, those sword shadows landing on its body to produce a rapid string of crisp clangs without leaving behind even a single scratch.

Hulay shook its head, a trace of impatience flashing in its eyes as it prepared to unleash a major ultimate move to end all of this.

Not good! Bone Douluo's expression changed drastically, countless bones converging in front of him to form a gigantic bone shield that protected the three of them behind it.

Hulay's fist slammed into the bone shield with an earth-shattering roar. The bone shield shattered instantly, sending Bone Douluo flying backward as he spewed a mouthful of blood. Sword Douluo and Dugu Bo were likewise blown back repeatedly by the shockwave, their complexions looking utterly ghastly.

This is no ordinary spirit beast at all! Dugu Bo gritted his teeth, retreat flashing in his eyes. I advise you two not to keep fighting. This thing is way too demonic.

We can't retreat! Sword Douluo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze resolute. There are hundreds of thousands of common folk in Heaven Dou City. If we retreat, what becomes of them?

Bone Douluo crawled up from the rubble, dusted off his clothes, and grinned fiercely. This old bone of mine isn't dead yet. Come on again!

Watching from the shadows with a pounding heart, Ning Rongrong couldn't help tugging at Xu Feng's sleeve, asking in a hushed voice, Brother Feng, Hulay won't actually hurt Grandpa Sword and Grandpa Gu, will he?

Xu Feng smiled faintly. Rest assured, I know my limits. Letting Hulay loosen up its joints is for the best, and it happens to let these Titled Douluo realize that this world is far more complex than they ever imagined.

That's right, Hulay's existence wasn't solely meant to beat these two up; after all, there were quite a few spies from other factions planted inside Heaven Dou City.

And everything happening in the city right now had already been transmitted in full to their masters—Spirit Hall, for instance.

A spirit beast has appeared in Heaven Dou City?! And Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Poison Douluo couldn't injure it even by joining forces.

Looking over this report, Bibi Dong felt no sense of how tricky this spirit beast might be; instead, her world-shaking intellect kicked into gear, actually inspiring thoughts of hunting Hulay down—completely bypassing the most basic question of whether she could actually beat it.