Douluo's Soul Power increases by two levels every year

Chapter 63 Unhappy

The group arrived in Soto in a grand procession and headed straight for the brothel.

What amazed Han Feng was that this kind of place was open day and night.

Driven by curiosity, Han Feng wanted to go inside, but to his surprise, Dai Mubai and Tang San stood still.

Ma Hongjun and Han Feng cast questioning glances at them. Dai Mubai and Tang San both blushed, looking embarrassed. Oscar, standing to the side, saw through their act: "Hey! Some of them are henpecked, afraid of kneeling on a washboard when they get home!"

Having his thoughts exposed by Oscar, Tang San gave an embarrassed smile: "If Xiao Wu knew I went to a place like this, she would definitely be angry..."

Han Feng rolled his eyes, then turned to Dai Mubai: "What's wrong with you now? Don't tell me you're some innocent little boy too? Who doesn't know about Young Master Dai's romantic escapades?!"

Dai Mubai ignored Han Feng's appallingly low emotional intelligence and simply yelled, "What do you know! I've reformed myself!"

"Tsk!"

Han Feng clicked his tongue, realizing he couldn't open his eyes, and could only shrug helplessly, asking, "So what do we do? Just stand here and wait like five fools?"

"No need! He's out!" As soon as Han Feng finished speaking, Ma Hongjun jumped up excitedly, pointing his chubby finger at a middle-aged man wearing shorts and slippers, his small eyes filled with anger.

"It's him!" Tang San frowned upon seeing this person and subconsciously pondered.

Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai and the others felt a little strange and looked at Tang San with confusion: "You know him?"

Isn't this guy a girlfriend? How does Tang San know him?

Tang San naturally noticed the strange looks in everyone's eyes and quickly explained, "It's not what you think! This person is called Bu Le. A few years ago, when he was still a Soul Master, he seduced female classmates at the elementary academy where Xiao Wu and I studied. Xiao Wu taught him a lesson, but I didn't expect him to still be so incorrigible!"

"Xiao Wu taught a Soul Master a lesson a few years ago!?" Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai and the others' eyes widened in disbelief.

Tang San thought back to the scene, gave a wry smile, and said awkwardly, "It's a long story! A long story!"

"What's the big deal?" Han Feng guessed that Tang San was hesitant to speak because Xiao Wu's methods had been too cruel, so he helped Tang San out of the predicament: "Look at this person. Although he's a Soul Master, his steps are unsteady and his eyes are swollen. It's obvious that he's been drained by wine and women. The quality of his soul power is even worse than that of an average Soul Venerable. Apart from his cultivation level, he's not worth mentioning at all!"

Dai Mubai and Oscar thought about it and realized that it made sense, so they stopped dwelling on the issue.

Meanwhile, driven by revenge, Ma Hongjun had already run out, rushed up to Bu Le, and arrogantly shouted, "Do you still remember me?!"

A flicker of surprise crossed Bu Le's lewd face. He adjusted his sunglasses with his finger, carefully scrutinizing Ma Hongjun's still-swollen, chubby face. After a moment, he finally realized who it was and laughed disdainfully, "It's you, kid!"

"snort!"

Recalling the brutal beating he had suffered, Ma Hongjun felt a chill run down his spine. He snorted coldly and then fell silent.

Standing behind Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai and the others, seeing his pathetic state, stepped forward and smacked Ma Hongjun on the head in annoyance: "With your kind of attitude!"

"Huh? So that's why you dared to come looking for me, you've brought backup, huh!"

Bu Le looked at the crowd, his contemptuous expression unchanged—in his opinion, even if Han Feng and the others were all geniuses, so what? They all looked to be no more than twenty years old, and it was already good that they had the cultivation of a Great Soul Master!

I'm not confident that I can handle just five Great Soul Masters!

"Come on, let's go! I'm out of money anyway!" Bu Le beckoned with his finger, his sarcasm evident in his words.

Seeing that Bu Le's opening remarks were met with ridicule, Dai Mubai's lips curled slightly. He stepped aside and pushed Han Feng forward. Tang San and the others also acted accordingly, giving Bu Le strange looks before letting Han Feng walk to the front.

Seeing everyone's attitude, Han Feng rolled his eyes: "Can't you guys think about me? Just looking at him makes my germaphobia kick in, and you expect me to talk to him? Even if we take a step back, are you sure he can understand what I'm saying?!"

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat!

All the people could say was that Han Feng's ability to mock was definitely at its peak—this kid said he was unwilling, but his voice didn't get any quieter, clearly he was saying it to those who didn't like it!

Bu Le, being a Soul Master after all, naturally heard Han Feng's words. After a moment's thought, he realized what was happening and immediately flew into a rage, his eyes turning red: "Boy! What did you say?!"

Seeing Bu Le's fragile nerves, Han Feng immediately lost interest in continuing the game. Holding the Blazing Shield in front of him, he said to Dai Mubai and Tang San, "Let's finish this quickly! Grandmaster will probably be gathering in another hour!"

"I'll control the game, Mu Bai will focus on offense, Han Feng, you'll focus on defense, Oscar, be ready to provide support!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Tang San completed the tactical deployment in an instant, but then he heard Dai Mubai laugh wildly. A high-pitched tiger roar soared into the sky, and the first and third soul skills were activated. Dai Mubai, with his white hair, charged out!

"Why go through all that trouble?! I can handle this myself!"

Seeing this, Han Feng and Tang San both shrugged and let him go.

They still have confidence in Dai Mubai's strength!

"Hmph! He's courting death!" Bu Le's pupils constricted slightly when he saw the three spirit rings—two yellow and one purple—behind Dai Mubai, but only for a moment. In his view, Dai Mubai was far too arrogant. If the other two brats helped him, he certainly wouldn't be a match for him, but now...

He could still handle a mere Soul Master!

Perhaps out of pride as a Soul Master, Bu Le didn't even use his True Body Armor. The first white Soul Ring behind him lit up, and two huge shields appeared out of thin air, pressing down on Dai Mubai!

Seeing this, Han Feng sneered inwardly, "Idiot!"

It was obvious that Bu Le hadn't fought anyone in a long time. Judging from Dai Mubai's number of soul rings, he couldn't even detect the almost boiling soul power fluctuations on Dai Mubai's body!

In a real battle, unless there's a truly vast difference in strength, who would dare to be so arrogant? Who would be so careless?

"Ha! I think you're the one who's courting death!"

As expected, when Dai Mubai saw that Bu Le was so contemptuous of him, a flash of anger appeared in his heterochromatic eyes. His second soul skill shot out from his mouth, but it was not aimed at Bu Le. Instead, Bu Le was grabbed by Dai Mubai from the left and right. The Gengjin Heavenly Fiend Halberd reappeared and easily broke through Bu Le's shield!

Bu Le was clearly flustered, and at this moment Dai Mubai grinned maliciously, took a big step forward, and rushed in front of Bu Le!

With the Gengjin Heavenly Fiend Halberd right in front of him, even if Bu Le was slow to react, he could feel the immense power within it. Under the intimidating aura of Dai Mubai, he was momentarily at a loss, his legs went weak, and he was about to kneel down.

Dai Mubai sneered and, before striking Bu Le, dispersed the Gengjin Heavenly Fiend Halberd. He then slammed his palm heavily onto Bu Le's shoulder, the immense force causing Bu Le's eyes to roll back and him to faint.

"Useless!" Dai Mubai scoffed, exiting the White Tiger Vajra Transformation state and retracting his martial spirit. He picked up Bu Le and tossed him in front of Ma Hongjun: "Is this how you intend to deal with him?"

"That move you just made was quite skillful! You've been practicing it a lot lately, haven't you?" Han Feng, no longer bothered by the situation, walked over to Dai Mubai and chuckled.

"You're definitely not the only one making progress!" Dai Mubai raised an eyebrow, somewhat smug.

Seeing the two of them, Oscar and Tang San suddenly felt nervous and eager to immerse themselves in cultivation.

As for Ma Hongjun...

He paid no attention to Han Feng and his group, directly tying up Bu Le. A sinister smile appeared on his face, and the evil flames of the Evil Phoenix ignited at his fingertips, silently moving him to a certain location.

"ah!!!"

A dozen seconds later, a blood-curdling scream rang out, and everyone saw how Ma Hongjun was taking revenge on Bu Le.

Oscar's lips twitched, he swallowed hard, and hesitated, "Should we just cut it up? It's all dried out!"

"Don't ask me, I didn't see it, I don't know, I'm not clear!" Han Feng shook his head, giving a triple denial.

(End of this chapter)