Chapter 304 The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan issues a warrant for Tang San's arrest; mowing the grass in Spirit City.
When Jun Yi arrived at Spirit City, the city was plastered with wanted posters, especially the window-sized ones hanging at the city gate, which attracted many passersby. Jun Yi was also drawn to them and went to take a look. The first thing he saw was the name " Tang San " written in large letters. The face depicted on the wanted poster looked extremely ordinary. Although there was some resemblance between the eyebrows and the Jun Yi on the wanted poster, it would be impossible to find Jun Yi by searching for the person described on the wanted poster.
After reading the wanted poster, Jun Yi shook his head and chuckled, his heart filled with mockery. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's drawing skills were truly mediocre. They Jun Yi to make his handsome face look as ordinary as Tang San's. However, no matter what, this identity was still not bad, right?
Jun Yi looked at the reason for the wanted notice: Yu Xiaogang, the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, was seriously injured without cause. Anyone who provides information will be rewarded with 1 Gold Soul Coin. If this person is captured, he can join the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and will be rewarded with 1,000 Gold Soul Coin.
"1000 Gold Soul Coin is still a huge sum of money at this time. It seems that Yu Yuanzhen really dotes on his son. Not only did he use his connections to get him into the Spirit Hall, but now that I have injured him, he is offering such a high bounty. Tsk tsk tsk. It's just a pity that Yu Xiaogang is a disappointment. He didn't fulfill his filial duty until Yu Yuanzhen, and he didn't even get to see him one last time."
Jun Yi slowly commented, thinking back to the experiences of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan in the original work, he couldn't help but sigh. He was the only one in the entire sect who was Titled Douluo, his son was a good-for-nothing, and he was still the sect leader at his advanced age. It was clear how much the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan had declined.
Jun Yi snapped out of his daze and continued walking forward.
"Hmm..." Suddenly, Jun Yi's eyebrows twitched slightly. He suddenly felt a Divine Power lock onto him. Looking ahead, he was shocked to find a group of people with murderous intent rushing towards him from a distance, summoning their Martial Soul and Soul Ring, and surrounding him completely!
"You must be Tang San? We've been looking for you for so long!" the leader asked in a deep voice.
"Huh? Are you sure this is me?"
Jun Yi, his face filled with surprise, pointed at the wanted poster, then at his own face, questioning the group incredulously. "How did these people recognize me when they drew such an ugly picture of me?"
"Hmph!" The group snorted coldly, and the leader, gripping his longsword, roared, "Stop pretending! I saw this wanted poster with my own eyes. Let me tell you, we've been looking for you for ages. Today you're not getting away. Hand over the Gold Soul Coin, and we'll spare your life! Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite!"
"Oh? Then tell me, how exactly did you 'disrespect' me?"
Jun Yi glanced at the group with a playful look, crossed his arms, and smiled.
"You!"
Enraged by this, one of the Soul Elder roared, "Since you refuse to listen to reason, then don't blame us for being ruthless! Brothers, attack!" As soon as he finished speaking, the group pounced on him!
"Perfect timing to test my current physical strength."
Seeing so many people surrounding him, Jun Yi stood quietly in place. He didn't intend to use his Soul Power against so many Soul Master Soul Master; he would rely solely on his physical strength to deal with them.
Jun Yi kicked away the table and chairs next to him, then raised his right leg with Inazuma, unleashing a "sweeping leg" move that instantly knocked dozens of people around him to the ground. That wasn't all; Jun Yi's figure transformed into a phantom as he rushed in, punching one after another. With each strike, someone would fall. In the blink of an eye, the group was forced to retreat, utterly unable to withstand even a single attack from Jun Yi!
"Bang"
"Crack!" "Bang!"
In just five or six seconds, dozens of people, except for a few Soul Elder at the top, were lying sprawled on the ground, groaning and howling.
"Wow, you're amazing! Who are you?" The leading Soul King collapsed to the ground, clutching his chest in pain.
In fact, among these dozens of people, the lowest cultivation level was Soul Ancestor, but under Jun Yi's fist, they didn't even have the slightest chance to resist.
"This doesn't make sense. Normally, the Spirit Hall wouldn't allow you to fight like this in Spirit City. Could it be that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon bribed the Spirit Hall?"
Jun Yi quietly looked at everyone and asked.
Just then, a group of guards clad in silver armor surrounded Jun Yi. The leader, a young man who appeared to be around twenty years old, held a silver-white battle sword. He stared at Jun Yi and said in a deep voice, "This is the territory of the Spirit Hall. Trespassers will be killed without exception. Take him down!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of Spirit Hall Guard rushed towards Jun Yi.
"Is your Spirit Hall planning to help the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan?"
Jun Yi sneered, looking at the approaching Spirit Hall Guard with a hint of disdain in his eyes. Then, he suddenly leaped up and blasted towards the crowd.
"Bang bang bang..."
Jun Yi was like a tiger among sheep, rampaging wildly, and pitiful screams echoed through the sky.
A group of Soul Ancestor were like lambs to the slaughter in front of Jun Yi, powerless to resist and only able to be crushed. In just a dozen breaths, the members of the Spirit Hall Guard were all knocked to the ground by Jun Yi, without any power to resist.
Who are you?
The silver-clad Soul King, who was in the lead, looked at Jun Yi in fear. He had never expected that this young man, who looked two or three years younger than him, would possess such terrifying power!
Jun Yi shrugged. "I never change my name or surname, Tang San is me."
" Tang San?... Tang... you're from the Clear Sky Sect?"
The silver-clad man at the head of the group looked grave after hearing Jun Yi's words. Although Jun Yi hadn't used his Martial Soul, his fighting style was clearly that of a power-based fighter—wide, sweeping, and incredibly powerful. He dared not be careless and was about to flee the area.
"Hmph, trying to escape?"
Jun Yi snorted coldly, moved swiftly, and instantly blocked the silver-clad man in the lead. He thrust out a palm, and a strong wind howled. The silver-clad man's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly swung his Martial Soul longsword to unleash a sharp blade of light.
The blade's edge and the palm print collided, causing the space to tremble and explode. The aftershocks rippled outwards, and a terrifying gust of wind swept over. When everyone came to their senses, they found that the silver-clad man had been grabbed by the neck by Jun Yi, his life hanging by a thread. No one else dared to make a move.
At this moment, the silver-clad man in the lead finally realized that the young man before him possessed unfathomable strength, and that he, a Soul King, had no power to resist him at all.
"This is Spirit City, do you dare to kill me?"
Do you really think I'm afraid of the Spirit Hall?
(End of this chapter)