Douluo Continent: Angel Saint Huo Yuhao

Chapter 148 Attack!

In the time following the finalization of the deal.

Huo Yuhao and Xuan Ziwen practically lived in the research lab. Since neither of them slept much, staying together actually matched their unnatural sleep schedules, and neither disturbed the other.

With Orange busy preparing for her final exam and the other trainees yet to return, the lab, with only the two of them, was even quieter. Apart from the soft rustling of their engravings, there was hardly any unusual noise each day.

only.

Xuan Ziwen really took the matter of those holy servants to heart.

During this period, he would take time to go out twice a week to answer questions, provide guidance, and develop a training plan with Jing Ziyan.

Of course, Huo Yuhao would definitely need to see it.

After only glancing at the pages full of technical terms, he decisively chose to leave the matter to professionals.

—It's definitely not that he can't understand it.

For Huo Yuhao, maintaining a stable mental detection sharing system is also a form of long-term training. Under these circumstances, his control over his martial soul is constantly improving.

Releasing the Spirit Eyes by bypassing Soul Power has almost become instinctive.

"Twins as one, it's not far off."

Huo Yuhao, who was sitting cross-legged on the iron-framed bed, exhaled a breath of stale air and glanced at Xuan Ziwen, who was slumped in the chair as if he had burned out.

The latter noticed his gaze and weakly waved at him.

"The research task for this phase is basically complete. I need to rest for two weeks... The healing-type Soul Masters you asked me to invite are already in place at the training ground."

Xuan Ziwen's voice sounded like he was about to breathe his last, but he still managed to continue:
"There's no need to feel guilty. I've already arranged for the college to handle their onboarding procedures. They're currently receiving salaries from the college, so we don't need to contribute anything extra."

After uttering his last words, Xuan Ziwen's head slumped back, and he fell into a deep sleep.

"Thank you."

Nodding his thanks to the corpse-like figure, Huo Yuhao broke free from his long meditation and hurried towards the long-absent training ground: "Brother Ji, Brother Ye—"

"I am coming!"

In the research room, one meditates and cultivates mental control; in the training ground, one hones one's martial arts intent and forges the path to supremacy.

During the breaks, Huo Yuhao would practice phase transformation and shaping techniques to maintain his feel for the objects, and he might even carve a few low-level formations on a whim to keep as collectibles.

But just as he was gradually finding his rhythm at Sun Moon Academy...

"drop--!!"

The monitoring room deep inside Mingde Hall suddenly lit up with a dangerous red light, and the high-energy warning on the screen almost superimposed itself into a physical form in front of a scorching presence.

"Shrek has finally arrived."

Standing in front of the stage, Jing Hongchen sighed softly, her hand resting somewhat uneasily on the table.

At other times, he might not have been so nervous.

But just three days ago... news of the passing of Dragon God Douluo Mu En had reached his desk.

The fact that the Sea God Pavilion members were rushing to Sun and Moon at this time was practically a death knell for them.

Mingde Hall.

Jing Hongchen took a deep breath, suppressing his unease: "Everyone, be on alert!"

……

"boom--!"

The students of Sun Moon Academy, immersed in the ocean of soul guidance, were startled by the loud noise high in the sky. They looked up in shock amidst the blaring alarms that echoed throughout the academy, their eyes filled with either fear or envy. Those beings standing high in the sky all possessed nine soul rings, freely releasing powerful auras above the clouds, stirring up a wave of soul power that covered the entire Sun Moon Academy.

"Accounts banned... all of them are banned! And not just ordinary bans!"

Although he had expected it, when Shrek Academy's lineup was truly a formidable force, Jing Hongchen, who was waiting on the ground, still couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Super Douluo!

There were a total of seven of these guys who could at least take on three opponents at once when facing ordinary level 30 players. This lineup could easily break through even a siege of thirty or forty level 9 players.

"Mirror of the Mortal World!"

Xuanzi's voice resounded from the clouds, appearing even more imposing with the support of the Super Douluo on either side: "Shrek Academy has important matters to discuss."

"Hall Master?"

Someone behind Jing Hongchen spoke up in alarm, clearly not optimistic about the current situation.

Sun Moon Academy can only muster a maximum of eight level nine individuals, and half of them are frail researchers who have long resided in laboratories. How could they withstand the thunderous assault of this group of brute soul masters?

If a fight really breaks out, we might have no choice but to rely on...

"Set it up!"

Jing Hongchen's telepathic message confirmed their suspicions: "First, set up all sixteen level-nine fixed-equipment weapons! Await my next instructions!"

Despite the death threat frantically piling up behind him, Jing Hongchen felt an unprecedented sense of peace.

Without sufficient military deterrence, any so-called negotiations will be nothing but empty talk.

Jing Hongchen, enveloped in soul-guided spiritual light, gradually ascended into the sky, struggling to reach the same height as the seven Super Douluos despite their overwhelming soul power: "Xuanzi... shall we talk here in the sky?"

"Ha~"

Xuanzi's crimson pupils swept across the area below, finally meeting the gaze of a figure standing on the arena: "I'd like to join your Mingde Hall, but I'm afraid you won't agree..."

"Humph!"

Jing Hongchen's expression changed again, but he did not offer any rebuttal.

Unlike the dilapidated Sea God Pavilion, which was filled with Super Douluo, the Mingde Hall contained precious and fragile instruments, as well as numerous research projects that were halfway through their missions. It simply could not withstand the storms stirred up by Super Douluo.

"You came here for him, didn't you? That kid who uses his eyes as his martial soul."

Jing Hongchen's hand, clasped tightly behind his back, gripped a piece of metal, ready to activate this trump card—a soul tool that connected seven layers of defense—at any moment: "I can only tell you... the exchange program is still ongoing. We can discuss anything important after it's over!"

"But what if I say 'no'?"

Xuanzi grinned slightly, and the Taotie Divine Ox on his back gradually solidified, with its seventh soul ring faintly flashing, continuously amplifying his already intimidating soul power fluctuations.

'How did this guy's strength suddenly increase?'

Seeing the soul guide light on his body gradually flickering, Jing Hongchen's eyes were instantly filled with horror, and he even wondered if the Taotie Douluo in front of him was about to break through the barrier and stand at the limit realm.

'Could it be his methods...? Well, that makes sense. How could someone like him not leave behind a contingency plan before he dies?'

Recalling that unfathomable golden light, Jing Hongchen, amidst her calm and reflection, was suddenly struck by a flash of inspiration and instantly came up with a solution.

“Xuanzi. If I remember correctly.”

With this thought in mind, Jing Hongchen suppressed the fluctuations of his soul guidance and uttered the words that seemed harmless yet were truly piercing: "This exchange program was arranged by that senior, and it's one of the few things he didn't finish..."

The moment the words were spoken, a chilling aura filled the space, carrying a hint of murderous intent.

(End of this chapter)