Zhuo Shi narrowed his eyes. That black-clad figure must have used some trick just now. Yet he had sensed no soul power fluctuations. It was probably some exceptionally effective device for concealing soul power.
"Sit down, little fellow." Zhuo Shi patted Tang Wulin on the back. Only then did Tang Wulin release his grip on the seat in front and sit back down.
"Grandmaster, Teacher and the others will be all right, won't they?" Indeed, Wu Changkong was sitting in the carriage ahead with Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi.
Zhuo Shi shook his head gently.
"Don't underestimate your Teacher Wu. That boy isn't someone just anyone can handle." As a Super Douluo, Zhuo Shi possessed formidable spiritual power, even though his martial soul itself did nothing to enhance it. The moment the commotion began, he had already probed that carriage and discovered five criminals attempting to hijack the train.
However, the cloaks those black-clad figures wore must also have been some sort of powerful soul tool. They could actually block his spiritual probing.
Zhuo Shi suspected that these black-clad figures might have ties to the Federation.
Since the criminals were spread out, Wu Changkong feared he could not subdue them all at once and that civilians might get hurt. Thus, he had held back, waiting for the right opportunity.
At that moment, Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi were both extremely tense. They were still just short of rank thirty. Of the five armed criminals, even the weakest had three rings, while the strongest had already reached five.
They were far stronger than the group Tang Wulin and Jiang Mingyuan had encountered back then.
Wu Changkong lowered his head, his gaze continually sweeping the front and rear of the carriage. Two criminals guarded the doors at either end. Of the three