Chapter 68: Let's collect some interest first, at least there are two female leads.
Chapter 68: Let's collect some interest first, at least there are two female leads.
Luo Sanpao's body suddenly turned around in mid-air, its thick limbs drawing a clumsy yet swift arc in the air. Accompanied by a deafening roar, a dazzling yellow light suddenly emanated from its body.
The light shield suddenly expanded like a long-awaited thunderclap, carrying an overwhelming sense of pressure as it fiercely covered Lin Hao below.
Lin Hao's eyes narrowed, and with a light touch of his toes on the ground, his body leaped backward like a graceful butterfly's wings.
His movements were swift yet composed, allowing him to avoid the area covered by the yellow light shield.
The light shield slammed heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust, but it didn't even touch the hem of Lin Hao's clothes.
"Bang!"
A deafening roar, comparable to a thunderclap, suddenly erupted. The yellow light shield shattered the moment it hit the ground, turning into a cloud of murky yellow mist that spread across the ground at a visible speed.
The fog carried a nauseating stench, like the smell of a rotting swamp mixed with cheap sulfur, which caused people around to instinctively cover their mouths and noses as soon as it spread.
"Fire-blowing Palm!"
Lin Hao made a quick decision, raising his right hand and suddenly opening his palm.
A powerful gust of air erupted from his palm, like an invisible wind blade, precisely pushing the yellow mist towards Yu Xiaogang not far away. His movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation, clearly indicating that he had anticipated this.
Yu Xiaogang's pupils contracted sharply, and he thought to himself, "Oh no!"
He had assumed Lin Hao would prioritize avoiding the fog, but he hadn't expected the other party to shift the trouble onto him. By the time he realized what was happening and tried to retreat, the yellow fog had already completely enveloped him like a sticky spider web.
"vomit!"
The stench instantly filled his nostrils, and Yu Xiaogang felt his stomach churning. He could no longer hold back and bent over, staggering out of the mist and vomiting violently on the ground, his face as pale as paper.
Lin Hao gave Yu Xiaogang no chance to catch his breath, his outstretched right palm suddenly retracting as he coldly shouted.
"Palm sucker!"
A powerful suction force erupted from his palm, and Yu Xiaogang, who was bent over vomiting, was uncontrollably thrown towards Lin Hao, as if he were being pulled by an invisible rope.
Before Yu Xiaogang could regain his footing, Lin Hao had already thrown a punch, the wind from which whistled through the air, slamming hard into Yu Xiaogang's chest.
Yu Xiaogang screamed, spitting out blood, and crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Lin Hao stepped forward and, before Yu Xiaogang could get up from the ground, stomped on his chest, pinning him firmly to the spot.
"stop!"
A stern rebuke suddenly rang out.
Flander rushed over, his face so dark it could drip water, and said coldly, "Even if Xiaogang wronged you a few years ago, you've already hit him. The score should be settled. Let Xiaogang go!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Hao smiled faintly and replied calmly, "Okay, I'll let him go."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Hao raised his foot, but instead of letting go of Yu Xiaogang, he kicked him towards Flander.
Yu Xiaogang flew through the air in an arc like a kite with a broken string, landing heavily in front of Flander.
Flander quickly knelt down and helped Yu Xiaogang up from the ground. Turning his gaze to Qin Ming beside him, he angrily rebuked, "Qin Ming, is this the kind of student you've taught!"
His voice was full of anger, clearly indicating that he blamed Qin Ming for Yu Xiaogang's humiliation.
After saying that, Flander helped Yu Xiaogang, who was still coughing, and walked away into the distance without looking back.
Zhao Wuji followed behind the two. When he passed by Qin Ming, he didn't say anything, but just snorted coldly. The dissatisfaction and warning in his eyes were self-evident.
Once Flander and his group had completely disappeared from sight, Lin Hao watched their departing figures and thought to himself: Yu Xiaogang, because Tang Hao is watching the battle in the Soul Arena, I can't make a move against Tang San for the time being, but can't I at least deal with you? This meal today is just to collect some interest first.
"Lin Hao!"
Qin Ming's voice came from behind, tinged with worry.
Lin Hao turned around and, before Qin Ming could speak, said, "Don't suffer the pain of others, and don't try to persuade others to be good. If you had experienced what I went through back then, you might not be as 'kind' as you are now. If you're here to reprimand me, you don't need to waste your breath."
He will never forget that six years ago, Yu Xiaogang, for the sake of so-called "obstacles," actually harbored murderous intentions towards him when he was only six years old.
If it weren't for his quick thinking back then, he would have already lost his life at Yu Xiaogang's hands.
He only beat Yu Xiaogang up, which he considered a mercy.
Upon hearing this, Qin Ming gently shook his head and said sincerely, "You have done me a great service, how could I blame you? I just want to remind you that Yu Xiaogang appears righteous on the surface, but he is extremely narrow-minded. You have embarrassed him today, and he will definitely continue to target you in the future. You must be careful."
Lin Hao nodded, a cold glint in his eyes. "I expected this. For now, I'll let them be smug for a few days. But if they dare to provoke me again in the future, I will take their life!"
Flander is a Soul Saint, and Zhao Wuji is a Soul Emperor. Lin Hao knows very well that with his current cultivation level, he is far from being a match for these two.
Punishing Yu Xiaogang today is the best that can be done without completely enraging Flander and Zhao Wuji.
If things really get out of control, even with Qin Ming present, the other party might not show any mercy.
Ultimately, everything in the world of Soul Masters depends on strength.
Just then, a clear voice came from the side, and Dugu Yan walked quickly to Lin Hao's side, her face showing some excitement.
"Lin Hao, I have good news for you! My grandfather received your letter and is on his way."
"Okay," Lin Hao replied, his expression showing little change.
"What are you talking about? Why would you alarm Senior Poison Douluo?" Upon hearing the words "Poison Douluo," Qin Ming looked at Lin Hao with curiosity. He couldn't understand why Lin Hao would be associated with that eccentric Title Douluo.
Lin Hao turned to Qin Ming and explained calmly, "Because I'm going to acquire my fourth spirit ring."
"Your soul power level has reached level forty?" Qin Ming's pupils shrank, his face full of surprise.
He remembered that when he met Lin Hao not long ago, the other party was still at level 35. How long has it been? He has actually broken through to the Soul Sect realm.
"Hmm." Lin Hao smiled and nodded, his tone relaxed. "I've consumed quite a few immortal herbs before. The medicinal effects of those herbs haven't completely dissipated; instead, they remain in my body to continuously nourish my soul power, which is why my breakthrough speed is faster than others."
How could someone who consumed so many immortal herbs only increase their soul power by seven levels?
The phrase "unstable foundation" also applies to the Soul Masters of Douluo Continent.
Lin Hao didn't just randomly consume herbs. Some herbs have medicinal properties that allow their effects to remain in the body and be continuously absorbed by the Soul Master.
This magical effect is like that of an eight-petaled orchid.
Qin Ming took a deep breath, suppressing his shock, and asked again, "So, how many years of spirit rings do you plan to acquire? With your current physique, a regular ten-thousand-year spirit ring shouldn't be a problem, right?"
"Fifty thousand years, I suppose," Lin Hao said casually.
"What?" Qin Ming thought he had misheard and subconsciously raised his voice, "Fifty thousand years? Isn't that too long?"
It should be noted that the fourth spirit ring of an ordinary spirit master is mostly between five thousand and ten thousand years old. Even spirit masters with exceptional talent rarely choose a spirit ring that is more than twenty thousand years old.
A 50,000-year spirit ring is something that only a Soul Master at the Soul Douluo level can attempt to withstand.
Lin Hao shook his head, his tone full of confidence, "Fifty thousand years is actually a conservative estimate. I think with my current physical condition, it's not impossible for me to break through to an eighty thousand year or even higher age spirit ring."
He wasn't exaggerating.
Having previously undergone body tempering at the Yin-Yang Well of Ice and Fire, and having consumed various top-tier immortal herbs such as the Eight-Cornered Profound Ice Grass and the Blazing Apricot Blossom, his physical strength had already far surpassed that of other Soul Masters of the same level, and could even rival that of Soul Masters specializing in defense.
In addition, since he mainly cultivates life-type martial souls, his own recovery and resistance to attacks are already extremely strong, so he is naturally more confident in withstanding the impact of high-age soul rings.
In fact, even before deciding to break through to level 40, he had already written to Dugu Bo, making a second request. He hoped that the other party could help him hunt down a high-age soul beast and obtain a suitable soul ring.
After all, with his current strength, facing a soul beast over 50,000 years old alone would be a great risk. With Dugu Bo, a titled Douluo, assisting him, it would undoubtedly be much safer.
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