Douluo Continent: Reborn as Yuhao, they all have ulterior motives.

Chapter 135 Another Ambushe

Even when the two walked out of Shrek City, Wang Dong'er was still like a walking corpse, looking as if she hadn't come to her senses.

Suddenly, a gentle breeze swept by, causing strands of her light blue hair to brush against the corner of the girl's eyes. The slight tickling sensation pulled Wang Dong'er back to reality from her dazed thoughts.

The wide official road stretched forward as if it were endless, with no end in sight. The bright moonlight spread across the road, giving it a hazy white glow.

Feeling the warmth from her palm, Wang Dong'er pursed her lips and, seemingly unintentionally, raised her head to examine the boy who was guiding her, using the moonlight.

Facing the wind blowing from afar, her ink-black hair swayed in the breeze, and her captivating profile was faintly visible under the moonlight.

Hmph, with such good looks, no wonder he can seduce so many girls.

I don't know how many more there are.

Seemingly noticing Wang Dong'er's fixed gaze, Huo Yuhao spoke up helplessly.

"Stop looking, it's just a soul bone, it won't ask you to repay it with your body."

Wang Dong'er was clearly not quite there yet, and subconsciously uttered a questioning sound.

"……what?"

Huo Yuhao paused for a moment, turned around and looked her up and down before giving a slight twitch of his lips.

"Of course, if you're willing, I'm not opposed to it."

"...You wish!"

Wang Dong'er's eyes widened, and she was about to retort sarcastically, but then she seemed to suddenly realize something and stared at Huo Yuhao with some suspicion.

"You're not saying this on purpose to make me feel less guilty, are you?"

".you guess?"

"You scoundrel, would it kill you to say something I like to hear?!"

Seeing Huo Yuhao's reckless attitude, Wang Dong'er was furious, but due to Huo Yuhao's tyrannical power to tickle her, she ultimately did not have the courage to take the initiative. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered a thank you.

I will return it to you.

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the immense force from Huo Yuhao's palm.

After grabbing Dong'er and stopping her from going any further, Huo Yuhao looked at the empty official road in front of him with a somewhat cold expression.

The sudden situation made Wang Dong'er tense up, and she subconsciously lowered her voice to ask.

"What's wrong?"

Huo Yuhao didn't answer, but simply pulled her behind him without making a sound.

After a brief silence, as if finally realizing they had been discovered, a surprised voice suddenly rang out from around the two.

"This really surprises me. Now that you've spotted us, why aren't you running?"

"Have the geniuses of Shrek Academy become so arrogant that they think they can take on all of us by themselves?"

As several figures clad in black robes slowly emerged from the woods where they were hiding, Wang Dong'er's body suddenly stiffened upon seeing the spirit rings at their feet.

There were seven figures in total, four of whom had five spirit rings rising from their feet, and two of them were six-ring spirit emperors.

The figure in the lead was rather short, but carried a huge axe on his shoulder, and seven soul rings—two yellow, three purple, and two black—appeared beneath his feet.

Seemingly pleased with Wang Dong'er's shock, the seven-ring Soul Saint's lips curled into a mocking smile, like a cat catching a mouse.

Although being forced to do such a dishonorable thing made him feel bad, seeing the core disciple of the number one academy on the mainland show such an expression was some consolation.

However, when he met Huo Yuhao's unchanging, even unwavering, azure eyes, his smile faltered slightly.

Why?

He's already revealed his spirit rings, yet this guy hasn't shown any fear. Could it be that he has something to rely on?

"Don't worry, we don't have any backup. It's just the two of us here."

As if he could guess what the Seven-Ring Soul Saint was thinking from that surprised and uncertain expression, Huo Yuhao comforted him while scanning the crowd, and finally tilted his head in confusion.

"So, was it Dai Huabin who sent you? No."

Before he could finish speaking, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but shake his head, denying the answer.

"It should be Dai Yueheng."

Although he had suspected that Dai Huabin might send someone to assassinate him again in this life, Huo Yuhao did not expect that the other party would be so impatient, and the timing was exactly the same as in his previous life.

Moreover, compared to his previous life, the current ambush lineup is far more impressive, suggesting that the person behind it must have thoroughly studied his performance in the freshman assessment.

This is a Soul Saint, a true symbol of stepping into the advanced Soul Master realm!

At this level of cultivation, one is qualified to establish an academy or a sect, and if one joins the army, one can become a general who commands an army.

Even with the Duke's mansion's background, sending someone like him to intercept and kill him would not be an easy task.

Thinking of this, Huo Yuhao inexplicably felt a sense of "so that's how much the other side values ​​me."

After all, even if he became famous overnight by injuring Du Weilun, who had the cultivation level of a Soul Douluo, during the freshman assessment, no one would really think that his strength was comparable to that of a Soul Douluo.

At that time, Du Weilun did not use either soul skills or martial soul true body; he simply relied on soul power for defense. Even so, after withstanding Huo Yuhao's Emperor Sword, his arm only froze and he was cut.

All things considered, it's hard to say whether others perceive him as having the combat power of a Soul Emperor.

Given Dai Huabin's reckless nature, he certainly wouldn't arrange for a Soul Saint specifically for someone like himself. The only one who would do such a thing is Dai Yueheng, who has a more composed mindset and understands the importance of going all out when doing things.

Seeing that Huo Yuhao had guessed the existence behind them so easily, the eyes of the seven-ring Soul Saint under the cloak suddenly turned cold.

According to the information, this young man was only a three-ring Soul Venerable, yet he still acted fearless when facing so many of them, and even had the leisure to guess their origins.

How could he possibly tolerate this?

It's like trying to find a sense of existence.

Soul Masters like them, who didn't join Shrek Academy and got to where they are today entirely through their own efforts, naturally harbor a sense of hatred towards the geniuses of the continent's number one academy.

He was initially somewhat dissatisfied that he had to participate in such a simple interception mission, but now, seeing Huo Yuhao's arrogance, that dissatisfaction instantly turned into a burning rage.

"Kid, I don't know where you get your confidence from, but you'll soon pay the price for your arrogance!"

However, before Huo Yuhao could speak, Wang Dong'er, who had somehow come to her senses and realized that the visitor was up to no good, took out a bright golden token from her storage space without hesitation.

After raising it high, she looked at the crowd and spoke coldly.

"If you dare to lay a hand on Huo Yuhao today, I guarantee that the Haotian Sect will fight to the death with the forces behind you."

"A disciple of the Haotian Sect!?"

Looking at the iconic hammer mark on the token, not to mention others, even Huo Yuhao was stunned after seeing the token.

Huo Yuhao could tell how proud this silly girl was from the fact that Wang Dong'er would only take out the Clear Sky Hammer as a last resort in her previous life.

Furthermore, with Tang San ruining the reputation of the Clear Sky Sect in this life, he thought Wang Dong'er would bury this secret completely, but the girl's behavior at this moment undoubtedly exceeded his expectations.

Faced with the Haotian Sect token, the interceptors clearly showed signs of retreat, turning their gazes to the Soul Saint in charge, waiting for him to make a decision.

"Stop dreaming, our identities have been exposed, we absolutely cannot let them leave."

Huo Yuhao has already revealed their origins. Letting them go now would only lead to retaliation. On the contrary, killing them all would give them a chance.

Thinking of this, the Soul Saint's tone became filled with ferocious killing intent.

"Kill that girl too, then we'll leave quickly."

Realizing that the other side didn't seem to intend to let them go so easily, Wang Dong'er's expression changed slightly, but she didn't say anything threatening. Instead, she coldly released her martial spirit.

"I'll fly you back; there'll still be a chance to get back into the city..."

As she spoke, Wang Dong'er subconsciously turned her head to hug Huo Yuhao, but the scene that came into view made her freeze in shock.

Gold, gold, rose gold.

Completely beyond comprehension, three spirit rings rose from beneath Huo Yuhao's feet, leaving those who had intercepted them equally stunned.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would have found it hard to believe that this was a Soul Master's Soul Ring.

The information says this kid has three purple spirit rings!?

"Weren't you always regretting not being able to witness the battle on the day of the freshman assessment?"

Ignoring the incredulous looks from others, Huo Yuhao looked at Wang Dong'er, who was speechless, and chuckled as he spoke.

"Then you'd better concentrate now."

"Kill him now!"

Realizing that things were getting out of control, Soul Saint finally dared not delay any longer and tried to draw everyone's attention back with a loud shout.

The moment he finished speaking, he met Huo Yuhao's azure eyes that suddenly looked over, and the rose-gold soul ring that suddenly lit up.

Without the slightest warning, Huo Yuhao's eyes merely flashed for a moment before the two soul skills, Fate's Wound and Soul Deprivation, silently took effect on the Soul Saint, instantly reducing his soul power defense and mental power defense to zero.

Before he could even feel the changes brought about by the sudden drop in his condition, an indescribable premonition of death surged into the heart of the Soul Saint.

will die!

Feeling the bone-chilling cold that seemed to freeze his limbs and bones, he was horrified and did not hesitate to use his Martial Soul True Body.

The enormous axe on his shoulder, already disproportionately large for his size, grew even larger and solidified rapidly, as if transforming from a phantom projection into a physical entity.

Although its size had increased again, the enormous axe was as easy for the Soul Saint to wield as an extension of his own arm.

(End of this chapter)