Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 164 The Sword of Truth, Successors of the Seven Heroes, Blazing Blade Draws!

Time flies, and the night is as dark as ink, gradually staining the Soul Guidance Train Station.

Amidst the endless stream of bustling travelers, there exists a rather peculiar group.

They huddled together in groups of three or five, including children, the elderly, women, and men.

Their direction was resolute, their goal clear, and their faces were filled with a mixture of excitement and gratitude.

At first glance, this scene would make anyone instinctively wonder if it was another grand welcome event organized by fans of a popular celebrity at the train station.

The key point is that this is a train station, not an airport like any other place where celebrities' flights frequently arrive and depart.

But soon, as time passed, it was time for the train to depart.

After waving goodbye to the survivors and their families who had volunteered to come and bid them farewell.

Tang Wulin turned slightly and spoke softly to Mo Lan, who was wearing a crisp train conductor's uniform, beside him.

"Then, let's go, Sister Mo Lan."

"Okay, get ready to depart."

Mo Lan nodded slightly, her eyes filled with endless tenderness.

Before long, the train started moving, and Tang Wulin and the others left the city where they had fought for three days and three nights, heading towards their next destination.

"Sister Yin'er, you didn't see just now how powerful I was."

Xie Xie waved his chopsticks excitedly, boasting about his achievements.

"That guy, armed with two cyan swords, hacked his way from the south gate of the base to the east gate, going in and out three times without even blinking an eye!"

"With a single move, 'Double Dragons Emerging from the Sea,' those evil spirit masters were cut down like vegetables."

Known as the "Evil Soul Master Killing Machine!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xinglan rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Tch, you call yourself a Demon Soul Master Killing Machine? And you don't even blink an eye?"

"If it weren't for me and Wu Lin, Wu Siduo following behind you, Gu Yue and Xiao Yan assisting you from the side, plus the Azure Light Sword and Battle Armor that Wu Lin gave you."

"With your small frame and two little daggers, let alone going in and out three times, I bet you'd be too scared to even open your eyes!"

Upon hearing this, Xie Xie, who had just been talking non-stop, instantly turned red in the face and muttered something under his breath.

"How can you say I gave away the battle armor? That's clearly proof of our brotherhood!"

"Besides, that was clearly the Azure Light Sword Technique he mastered through his own intelligence and ingenuity. Wu Lin? He's nothing but a worthless equipment giveaway guy!"

"Also, we're all members of the Sword of Truth, so how can that be called supporting or assisting?"

"That's clearly called a team fight! Besides, we're all descendants of the Seven Heroes. When the Seven Swords are fighting demons, isn't it only natural for us to help each other?"

Such remarks drew laughter from everyone nearby.

Meanwhile, on the other side, they watched as a crowd gathered around Tang Wulin and Tang Yin'er not far away, laughing and chatting about their future.

Sitting in the back seat, Wu Changkong's heart, which had sunk, slowly rose back to the surface and gradually returned to its usual calm.

Yes, Tang Yin'er was someone he specifically sought out.

There was no way around it; his mistake on the train last time had inadvertently provoked Tang Wulin's dislike.

In order to prevent the situation from getting worse, Wu Changkong had already taken remedial measures, not only calling for support from the Tiandou City army before Tang Wulin and the others rushed in.

Furthermore, they meticulously planned to intervene and save Tang Wulin and the others when they were about to be injured and unable to defeat the enemy, thus reversing the previous unpleasant incident.

However, plans and reality are different, and Tang Wulin's combat strength far exceeded his expectations.

After failing to make a move the first time, he had no chance at all.

Tang Wulin's formidable combat strength meant that, aside from fighting the evil Soul Master who possessed the Exploding Rings and the Two-Word Battle Armor, he was only able to fight against others.

Whether he intervenes or not in other battles doesn't affect the outcome.

The problem is that he didn't even make a move against that Soul Master who was at the Soul Douluo level.

As a result, he was even less able to participate in the subsequent series of events and battles, and he seemed to be marginalized by everyone.

Under these circumstances, he could clearly sense that the feelings and trust that the people around him had for Tang Wulin were growing stronger.

Of course, he also felt that people were paying less and less attention to him.

Therefore, Wu Changkong was well aware that his current situation was quite awkward, and he had become an unpopular figure.

In fact, they've even created their own sect, or rather, team organization, called "Sword of Truth" in the past few days.

Their team's mission is neither like other sects seeking fame and fortune, nor like Shrek Academy and the Spirit Pagoda attempting to educate and control the world.

Instead, he only wanted to use the sword in his hand to punish evil and protect lives.

Of course, these are not the point.

The key point is that this organization they created, called "Sword of Truth," didn't even invite him, their teacher, to join!

It's important to know that even Huo Yuhao, the Spirit Ice Douluo who personally founded the Spirit Pagoda, Shrek Academy's rival force, ten thousand years ago...

When he was establishing the Spirit Pagoda, he also invited the Gluttonous Douluo from Shrek Academy to participate!

Therefore, in Wu Changkong's view, Tang Wulin and the others had clearly betrayed him, and even betrayed their entire Shrek Academy!

Moreover, in any faction, the most taboo thing is to privately organize small teams.

Tang Wulin and his group were no longer just a small team.

This guy is totally planning to abandon Shrek Academy and go solo!

Recalling his words on the train and how his master and uncle tried to force Tang Wulin to stay at the Sea God Lake.

Wu Changkong also realized that the relationship between himself, Shrek Academy behind him, and Tang Wulin had become extremely subtle and complicated.

Therefore, given the current situation, in order to prevent Tang Wulin and others' perception of Shrek Academy from continuing to deteriorate,

Wu Changkong also promptly reported the incident to the Sea God Pavilion.

In retrospect, he made the right move.

Despite his great dissatisfaction with Tang Yin'er and Shrek Academy, Tang Wulin was still deeply moved by her presence.

In the end, after being persuaded by Tang Yin'er, he did not say on the spot that he wanted to drop out of school.

Of course, it was also because of Tang Yin'er's presence that Tang Wulin's previously volatile temper subsided. It's important to understand that before Tang Yin'er arrived, he had witnessed too many tragedies caused by evil spirit masters.

Tang Wulin was already in a killing frenzy at that time, and planned to directly open a portal through the network cable and rush to the lair of the real evil soul master!

The current peace is also due to Tang Yin'er's encouragement. Tang Wulin has decided to let those evil soul masters go for now and deal with them after graduation when his strength has fully grown.

Of course, under normal circumstances, if a teenager tells him...

Wu Changkong definitely wouldn't believe that he would kill all evil spirit masters as soon as he graduated.

After all, he knew better than anyone how powerful the evil spirit masters were.

But if Tang Wulin had said those words, Wu Changkong would have already prepared to offer incense to his father-in-law in advance.

There's no other reason than that Yun Ming, the current dean of Shrek Academy, is the strongest genius in the entire Soul Master world that he has ever heard of, as told by his own teacher.

So the Tang Wulin in front of him was the strongest genius in the Soul Master world that he had personally seen, without exception!

Because this is a fact he witnessed with his own eyes over the past few days.

In every battle, as long as Tang Wulin used the battle armor he made himself, killing anyone below the Title Douluo level was as easy as cutting melons and vegetables.

You should know that Tang Wulin's current true form is only at the Soul Master level!
Looking back at history, Wu Changkong cannot find a Soul Master who can compare with Tang Wulin's talent.

Even former Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao and Sea God Tang San are no match.

At least, he had never heard of those two Shrek Academy seniors being able to crush their opponents at the Soul Master stage.

Slay a Soul Douluo who used the Ring Explosion Technique and was wearing a two-word battle armor!
Thinking of this, Wu Changkong's eyes involuntarily turned to the group of people who were discussing.

Because, even now, the train conductor Mo Lan and Tang Yin'er, who were sitting on the side chatting with everyone, have joined the Sword of Truth team created by Tang Wulin and others.

However, he, as the teacher, did not receive an invitation from the Sword of Truth.

It's understandable that Tang Yin'er joined, given the relationship between her and Tang Wulin.

But the problem is that the train conductor, Mo Lan, doesn't even have soul power; she's just an ordinary person!
Even so, Mo Lan joined the Sword of Truth, while he, a teacher at Shrek Academy and a Soul Saint with two-word battle armor, was not invited!
Is this reasonable?

"It seems that Wu Lin still harbors resentment towards me. Time will eventually heal all wounds, and Wu Lin will understand me and Shrek Academy sooner or later."

After shaking his head, Wu Changkong slowly turned his head to the other side of the car window, thinking of opening the window to let in some fresh air.

He looked out at the night view of Sunset Forest, the base of his Tang Sect, hoping to calm his emotions caused by Tang Wulin's martial soul.

However, the waves of fate suddenly surged up unexpectedly.

Just as his hand was about to touch the car window handle, Wu Changkong's body suddenly stiffened.

His pupils contracted sharply, as if he had seen something beyond his imagination.

Amidst the howling winds whipped up by the train's lightning-fast speed, a man dressed in a black robe flew close to the train like a ghost.

The black robe fluttered in the wind, but it could not conceal the eerie aura emanating from the man.

His speed was on par with the train, yet his figure was as light as a withered leaf drifting in the wind, while exuding a chilling confidence.

Almost simultaneously, the man in black robes seemed to notice Wu Changkong's shocked gaze, and turned his head slightly, revealing a face hidden in the shadows of his black robes.

It was a face so pale it was almost transparent, the skin stretched taut over the cheekbones, the eyes deep-set, and a cold red light gleaming in them, like a demon from hell.

His lips slowly curved upwards, forming a smile.

That smile held no warmth or kindness, only endless gloom and cruelty, as if announcing the arrival of death.

"Found you!"

The black-robed man's hoarse voice, like a cold blade, pierced the air and ignored the train window, directly penetrating Jin Wuchang's eardrums.

But the next second, before Wu Changkong could react, the soul ring on the black-robed man's body suddenly flashed out without warning.

In an instant, several crimson soul rings, like surging waves of blood, shone directly onto Wu Changkong's face.

The light was too intense, too overwhelming, a mix of purple, black, and red!

With the appearance of such a terrifying soul ring configuration, an overwhelming and suffocating pressure and malice erupted from the black-robed man, surging towards Wu Changkong like a tidal wave.

Wu Changkong's heart was instantly filled with endless darkness and despair, as if he had fallen into a bottomless, eternally dark abyss.

The malice and overwhelming aura emanating from the man in black robes surged forth like a raging storm, relentlessly battering his body and mind.

At that moment, he deeply felt his own insignificance and powerlessness, like an insignificant ant.

They looked up in despair at the colossal dragon that blotted out the sky and possessed the power to destroy the world.

However, the pride and indomitable spirit etched deep within him, originating from Shrek Academy, remained.

Like a spark that is about to go out but still stubbornly flickers, in this desperate situation, he painstakingly drew upon the soul power within his body, attempting to break through this suffocating confinement.

However, the aura released by the black-robed man was too terrifying, like a towering, indestructible mountain, suppressing Wu Changkong.

He tried his best, but he was still trapped in his seat, his limbs as if bound by heavy shackles.

It was impossible to move an inch; every struggle was like an ant trying to shake a tree, futile and ineffective.

"Hehehe, your courage is commendable. Since that's the case, then I, the king, will show you mercy and let you join my ranks to share eternal life."

Seeing Wu Changkong struggling against his imposing aura, the man in black robes grinned, revealing a chilling, eerie smile.

Immediately afterwards, his spirit ring flashed.

A gigantic, bloody hand, exuding a pungent, fishy stench, appeared out of nowhere, like a demonic claw reaching out from the deepest hell.

Blood energy swirled around the blood-red hand, and faint, mournful howls of souls could be heard emanating from it.

With a whooshing sound, it viciously grabbed at the carriage where Wu Changkong was.

Just as Wu Changkong was falling into despair, thinking that he was doomed.

A high-pitched, resonant chant, full of power and conviction, resounded.

Like a brilliant ray of dawn piercing the dark night sky, it suddenly rang in his ears.

At the same time, an incredibly hot sword aura, seemingly capable of incinerating everything in the world, streaked across the sky like a shooting star.

With dazzling light and an indomitable momentum, it swiftly swept past his ear.

"The fire draws the sword!"

(End of this chapter)