...
"Your performance just now was barely passable."
Inside the VIP room, Xuan Hao looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who had just walked in and still carried a trace of the heat of battle, and commented calmly:
"Although you overwhelmed your opponent in both strength and speed, you still lacked control over your sudden surge in power."
"There were several attacks just now.
If it were a true master, they could have easily taken advantage of your momentary lapse in concentration to turn the tables and kill you."
"In the coming period, participate in fewer games where you're easy prey, and practice your basic controls more."
Zhu Zhuqing nodded, her expression serious as she wrote down these words.
She knew that this was the true teaching that would allow her to survive.
"that..."
Ning Rongrong, standing to the side, became restless. She glanced uneasily at the door and whispered:
"Brother Xuanhao, are we really alright?"
"Just now, Zhu Zhuqing exposed her ten-thousand-year-old torso, and now the way those people outside are looking at us... they practically want to devour us alive."
"This is a 60,000-year-old soul bone! Something even Title Douluos would covet!
Soto City may not be large, but the people of the Spirit Hall must have received the news.
What if they..."
"What if they make a move?"
Xuan Hao smiled and put down his wine glass. "Then let them do it."
"That's exactly what I've been waiting for them to make their move."
"Let's go."
Xuan Hao stood up and stretched.
"The night is nice tonight, so I'll take you guys out for a stroll."
"I want to go too!"
Ning Rongrong jumped up immediately, though she was scared, she didn't want to be left behind.
"I'm a support-type Soul Master!
I can give you buffs! I'm very useful too!"
"Me too! Me too!"
Na'er also came over, waving her little fists, a glint of excitement flashing in her purple eyes:
"Anyone who dares to lay a hand on me, I'll kill them! Na'er is very powerful!"
Looking at the three girls, one big and two small, Xuan Hao shook his head helplessly but did not refuse.
"Okay, let's go together then."
"But let me warn you, if you throw up later, don't blame me for not warning you."
...
Outside Soto, on a desolate path.
The night was dark and the wind was high; all around was quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects.
Instead of taking the main road back to the hotel, Xuan Hao and the three women deliberately chose this gloomy and secluded path.
"Um…Brother Xuanhao…"
Ning Rongrong gripped Xuan Hao's sleeve tightly, looking at the dark forest around them, her voice trembling slightly:
"Where are we going? Is this road... off course?"
"Opposite?"
Xuan Hao said without turning his head, "How can it be convenient for them to take action if we don't go by the main road?
If I take the main road, they'll have to worry about the city's patrol teams.
How inconvenient is that?"
"..."
Ning Rongrong's lips twitched.
Are they afraid people won't come to rob them?!
"Don't be afraid."
Xuan Hao stopped and turned around, looking at the three girls behind him with different expressions.
His tone suddenly became somewhat serious:
"Tonight, I'm going to give you a practical lesson."
"The world of Soul Masters has never been a tender fairy tale. It is full of greed, killing, and death."
"Especially when you possess a treasure that others covet, danger will appear like a shadow, lurking in the darkness at any moment to take your life."
"Like...now."
Before he could finish speaking...
"Whoosh—!!"
A very faint whooshing sound suddenly rang out from the woods to the side and behind.
A dark figure darted out like a ghost, holding a poisoned dagger, heading straight for Zhu Zhuqing's back!
The speed was extremely fast; the spirit rings didn't even light up. Clearly, the person was a master assassin!
"careful!!"
Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's expressions changed drastically; they tried to dodge but had no time to react.
Before their horrified eyes, Xuan Hao's figure had somehow appeared behind Zhu Zhuqing.
Faced with that potentially fatal sneak attack, he didn't even turn his head, but simply threw a punch with his backhand!
There are no soul skills, no fancy tricks, just a pure and extreme burst of power!
"Bang!!!"
A dull, explosive sound followed by the cracking of bones and the flying of flesh and blood.
The black-clad man who launched the sneak attack didn't even have time to scream before he was blasted into a cloud of blood mist by that punch!
It was truly "shattered"!
The intense stench of blood instantly filled the air, stimulating everyone's senses.
"vomit..."
Seeing the scattered limbs and severed bodies on the ground, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's faces turned deathly pale, their stomachs churning, and they almost vomited.
Although they were also Soul Masters and had seen blood, this was the first time they had ever witnessed such a bloody scene where a single punch could blast someone into dust.
"You can't even handle this?"
Xuan Hao shook the blood off his hands, and his once clear sky-blue eyes had now transformed into majestic and violent crimson-gold vertical pupils.
"A Soul Master's battle is not a friendly spar, nor is it a performance."
"This is a life-or-death struggle."
"Since they dare to lay their claws on my people, they'd better be prepared to leave their lives behind."
"We must beat them until they're hurt, until they're dead, until they're all wiped out..."
Xuanhao's voice was like the cold wind of the deepest hell:
"This kind of sleep is not restful."
"so..."
"Buzz—!!"
A burst of dazzling golden light suddenly erupted from his body.
Golden Dragon Martial Soul, Possession!
Its crimson-gold vertical pupils gleamed in the darkness, and its entire body was covered in golden dragon scales.
A violent and ferocious aura instantly swept across the entire area.
"Tonight."
"All the rats hiding here..."
"None of them will survive!!"
"Whoosh—!"
Before he could finish speaking, Xuan Hao's figure vanished instantly.
The next second.
"ah!!!"
"No!! Don't kill me!!"
"Run!! It's a monster—poof!"
In the dark woods, screams rose and fell, only to be abruptly silenced in an instant.
The golden figure, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, slashed wildly through the darkness, each flash accompanied by a chilling sound of bones cracking and blood spurting.
One strike, one kill!
There were no unnecessary movements, and no holding back.
Whether it's a Soul Venerable, Soul Sect Master, a Five-Ring Soul King, or even a Six-Ring Soul Emperor hiding in the shadows waiting to pick up the scraps, they are all as fragile as paper in front of Xuan Hao, who has activated the Golden Dragon Body and the Golden Dragon Berserk Domain.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
The once bustling forest has fallen silent once more.
Only the overwhelming stench of blood filled the air.
Xuan Hao slowly emerged from the darkness, his clothes already stained red with blood, but his crimson-gold eyes remained clear, even carrying a hint of cold indifference.
"get out of class dismissed."
...
"vomit--!!"
As soon as they returned to their hotel suite, Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing could no longer hold back and rushed into the bathroom, vomiting violently into the toilet.
The pungent smell of blood, the scattered limbs and severed bodies, and the bursts of blood mist...
Even after leaving the scene, these images continued to replay in their minds like a nightmare.
Although they were Soul Masters and had fought before, those were all just friendly sparring matches, at most resulting in minor injuries.
The sheer scale of the killing tonight, the ruthless and bloody massacre that treated life like dirt, was far too shocking for these two girls who had grown up in an ivory tower!
"So...so scary..."
Ning Rongrong rinsed her mouth, her face pale, her legs still weak. "Brother Xuanhao... how could he be so calm?
He killed so many people without even blinking?"
Although Zhu Zhuqing was slightly better than Ning Rongrong, she was also quite exhausted from vomiting.
Leaning against the doorframe, her eyes held a complex expression.
"This is what a true powerhouse is like..."
"In that situation, if he didn't kill someone, we would be the ones who died."
"only..."
She recalled that golden figure, like a demon, weaving through the blood mist, and her heart still trembled uncontrollably.
"Too brutal..."
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