Douluo Continent: I Have No Thieves Under Heaven, the Explosive King Returns

Chapter 125 Kill Ma Hongjun First

"Wait, if you release him, you can have all my property!"

Flander had not yet realized the deeper meaning behind the words, and simply assumed that he had been attacked by a fallen soul master.

After all, it was during the continent-wide Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, and the Heaven Dou City was a melting pot of all sorts of people, so it was perfectly normal for a few Fallen Soul Masters to appear.

"Hmph." The man in black robes sneered, increasing the force of his footsteps by three times.

Ma Hongjun's head was stomped into the ground, making a sickeningly painful sound of bones grinding together.

"It seems you haven't figured out the situation yet."

The man in the black robe slowly removed his hood, revealing a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar to him.

"The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall, a world without thieves?!" Flander exclaimed in surprise.

"What, are you surprised it was me?!"

The thief looked at Flander indifferently, his eyes filled with a mocking indifference.

Flander's eyes twitched, and he was cursing the heavens in his heart.

Of course I'm surprised!

I am but a mere Soul Saint, how could I possibly deserve your attention, the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall!

Although he was cursing inwardly, he still forced a smile on his face.

“Your Highness, Hongjun is young and ignorant and has offended us in the past. Please be magnanimous and don’t hold it against a child.”

Flanders patted his chest as he finished speaking.

"If Your Highness is still not satisfied, I can take the punishment in his place! Although I am not as strong as a young man, I can still make Your Highness feel satisfied."

"Oh." A dangerous smile curved the corners of Tianxia Wuzei's lips. "Are you sure you want to take the punishment for this fat man?"

"Yes."

Flander responded without hesitation, thinking that Ma Hongjun was petty and vindictive, and had come to retaliate against Ma Hongjun for his past disrespect.

He sneered inwardly, thinking that he, a mere Soul King, posed no threat whatsoever to him, a dignified level 78 Soul Saint.

"If that's the case, then you'll have to take three of my punches for him!"

The thief withdrew his foot, his cold gaze falling on Flander.

"What's going on?! My gut tells me I can't take his attack head-on!"

Flander's pupils suddenly contracted, and a sense of impending death washed over him.

Suddenly, the insane words Qin Ming uttered when he woke up half a year ago flashed through his mind.

What are you talking about? The fourth ring of "No Thieves Under Heaven" is a 100,000-year soul ring.

At that time, Flander thought that Qin Ming was so traumatized that he was talking nonsense.

As a Soul Saint, he naturally knew the difficulty of absorbing Soul Rings that exceeded the age limit.

Even a Soul Saint wouldn't dare say that absorbing a 100,000-year Soul Ring is without any risk.

How could a mere Soul Master like Tianxia Wuzei absorb a 100,000-year Soul Ring on his fourth Soul Ring?
However, considering the performance of the three traitors in their fourth-level ten-thousand-year reign today, his resolve began to waver.

Add to that his current self-assured demeanor, as if there are no thieves in the world.

Flander began to believe what Qin Ming had said.

The fourth spirit ring of "No Thief Under Heaven" is probably a 100,000-year spirit ring!
In an instant, he felt a chill rush to the top of his head, and his body couldn't help but shiver.

With a slight smile, Tianxia Wuzei unleashed his soul power.

"Explosive King, possess me!"

In an instant, five soul rings—yellow, yellow, purple, red, and black—rose from beneath his feet.

The moment that eerie crimson spirit ring appeared, the entire forest was instantly stained with a layer of blood, and a chilling killing intent spread like a tide.

"A 100,000-year soul ring? How is that possible?!"

Flander's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints, his eyes behind his glasses widened, and his jaw almost hit the ground.

This completely subverted his cognition!

"No, I absolutely cannot take his attack head-on." He snapped back to reality, his mind racing.

"The instant he made his move, I used my speed advantage to save Hong Jun and immediately fled. I have the ability to fly; he definitely can't catch me!"

"Ready?" Tianxia Wuzei's eyes were mocking. "I'm about to make my move?!"

The words have not yet been spoken!

boom!
The ground exploded with a deafening roar, and his figure transformed into a black lightning bolt, tearing through the air and hurtling towards them with a violent gust of wind.

"It's now!"

Flander's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and suddenly a pair of large wings unfolded from his back.

He leaped into the air like an arrow, tracing a graceful arc as he hurtled towards the unconscious Ma Hongjun.

However, instead of being angry at his failed attempt, the thief in the world smiled smugly, as if his scheme had succeeded. "Flander, did you really think I didn't notice your little scheme?!"

"Hmph! So what if you find out?" Flander shouted sharply, flapping his wings to accelerate his dive. "As long as you save Hongjun, you will never be able to threaten me in the slightest again!"

Since the other party wanted to kill him, he decided to throw caution to the wind.

The mainland is vast and boundless; at worst, the master and his disciple could find a remote place to live in seclusion under assumed names.

No matter how powerful the Spirit Hall is, can it really cover up everything?
"Is that so?" A hint of sarcasm flashed in Tianxia Wuzei's eyes, and his third spirit ring suddenly shone brightly. "That's only if you have the opportunity to save someone!"

Swish!
In an instant, he and Ma Hongjun switched places.

"what?!"

Before Flander could finish his exclamation, a fist with a bluish-green metallic sheen rapidly enlarged before his eyes.

"boom!"

The punch landed squarely on Flander's face, the terrifying force twisting and deforming his entire face.

His nasal bone shattered instantly, and blood mixed with broken teeth gushed from his mouth.

His facial muscles trembled violently like waves, like ripples on a constantly rippling water surface, and his whole body flew backward like a cannonball.

"call out!"

With a piercing whistling sound, Flander crashed into and snapped more than a dozen ancient trees that would require two or three people to encircle.

The thick tree trunk snapped in half as easily as paper under his impact, splintering wood as it crashed heavily into the mountainside dozens of meters away before finally coming to a stop.

"Cough cough."

Flander struggled to his feet, completely unprepared for the fact that a single punch from "No Thief Under Heaven" could injure him to this extent.

The figure of "No Thief Under Heaven" appeared like a ghost, reappearing beside Ma Hongjun.

He slowly raised his foot and, just like before, stomped heavily on Ma Hongjun's head.

"Flander, it seems you weren't truly willing to take the punishment for your disciple!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force with his feet.

"Crack!" The crisp sound of bone breaking was particularly jarring in the silent forest.

"what!"

The intense pain instantly jolted Ma Hongjun awake from his coma. He let out a heart-wrenching scream and convulsed wildly like a maggot.

"O-Ouch, it hurts so much?! Doctor, help me, help me!"

Hearing his disciple's piercing cries, Flander's eyes turned bloodshot, his chest heaved violently, and his heavy breathing sounded like that of a wounded wild beast.

"There are no thieves in the world! What exactly do you want?!" he roared hoarsely. "Hongjun is just a child! Even if he spoke rudely to you, why do you want to take his life?!"

Upon hearing this, Tianxia Wuzei's expression finally showed a change.

“Flander,” his voice was terrifyingly low, “when did you develop the delusion that I would kill him just because he spoke rudely to me?”

"Isn't that right?" Flander roared hysterically. "You only met Hongjun a year ago, and you two had absolutely no interaction before. Besides that incident, what else has he done to offend you?!"

"Hahaha." Suddenly, Tianxia Wuzei burst into laughter, but his laughter was filled with a chilling aura. He abruptly lowered his head, his eyes flashing with a terrifying ferocity.

"It seems you really have a bad memory!" he said through gritted teeth, emphasizing each word. "Actually, I had contact with you and your master seven years ago."

Flander's eyes widened, his teeth chattering, "How is this possible?!"

"Let me help you recall," the voice of "No Thief Under Heaven" was as cold as the deepest hell. "Seven years ago, on the outskirts of Soto City. Did you really think no one knew about the heinous thing you and your apprentice did?!"

Flanders was struck dumb, his face turning deathly pale.

Memories of that day seven years ago came flooding back like a tide.

Ma Hongjun, driven by a surge of lust, assaulted a young girl.

When they didn't want to be seen by a middle-aged couple.

To eliminate any future trouble, he even tacitly approved of Ma Hongjun murdering the couple.

The thief was the same age as Ma Hongjun, and he immediately guessed the identities of the middle-aged couple.

"That couple," his voice trembled, "could they be yours..."

"See, don't you remember it clearly?!" The thief's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and a murderous aura that seemed almost tangible burst forth from his body.

"Since that's the case, then let blood be the debt!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly exerted force with his feet!

Ma Hongjun's head exploded like a ripe watermelon, scattering red and white matter in all directions, staining the ground within a radius of several meters red.

"No, Hongjun!"

Flanders let out a heart-wrenching wail, his voice filled with endless regret and despair.

(End of this chapter)