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

Chapter 2: A Battle to the Death (New book launch, please add to your collection!)

Hearing their companion's agonizing screams, the remaining two guards finally snapped out of their daze. Terrified, they dared not hold back and immediately activated their martial spirits.

Two spirit rings slowly rose from beneath their feet. One of them had two white rings, and as his spirit was released, a seemingly ordinary longsword appeared in his hand. The other had one white and one yellow ring, and brown fur appeared on his body. For a moment, it was impossible to tell what kind of beast spirit it was.

The guard with the beast spirit swung his arm, his fist bringing a whistling wind as he smashed towards Huo Yuhao. The other guard lit up his first spirit ring, and a faint light appeared on his broad blade as he followed up with a slash.

Before reaching the Soul Master level, a Soul Master's physical attributes are not significantly different from those of an ordinary person. The difference in raw strength has already been made up for after Huo Yuhao unleashed his dark blue light. What remains is to rely on his experience from countless battles in his previous life to ruthlessly crush the two.

Huo Yuhao crouched down to dodge the incoming fist, then lunged forward to meet the slashing blade. During the process, the White Tiger Dagger was raised diagonally upward, blocking the blade of the long sword. A metallic scraping sound rang out as the blade rubbed against the White Tiger Dagger, sparking a series of bright sparks, before finally getting stuck in the blocker's hand.

In that brief moment, Huo Yuhao crashed into the other man. Caught off guard, the guard fell backward. In his dazed state, he suddenly felt a piercing pain in his wrist holding the knife, causing him to instinctively let out a scream.

"what!"

Huo Yuhao's thin body was pressed down on the guard, and the White Tiger Dagger was deeply embedded in the guard's wrist as if it were piercing tofu.

Sensing the other party's subconscious struggle, Huo Yuhao's eyes sharpened, and he gripped the dagger handle with both hands, twisting it with all his might!

Crimson blood splattered out, nerves were completely severed, the guard's hands could no longer grip the long knife, and his body began to convulse uncontrollably. Huo Yuhao indifferently pulled out the dagger, slowly stood up, and turned his head to look at the last guard standing there.

The guard trembled, his face pale. At that moment, he wished he could curse the ancestors of the young man next to Dai Huabin.

This is utter bullshit, level one soul power!

But now is clearly not the time to back down; otherwise, if something happens to Dai Huabin, his fate will be no better than death.

The next second, he let out a loud shout and strode towards Huo Yuhao. At this moment, the second yellow spirit ring beneath him suddenly lit up, and his brown fur was tinged with a light silver-gray, which seemed to have greatly increased his defensive power.

Although he knew this might not completely withstand the sharpness of the dagger, at least it would prevent him from being like others who couldn't even withstand a single blow.

The two closed the distance instantly, and Huo Yuhao raised his dagger again, thrusting it straight at him. However, this time, the guard noticed that the thin blade seemed to be covered with a hazy golden light.

He instinctively raised his hairy arm to block, and then, a sound like a blade piercing leather rang out. Surprisingly, the sharp blade failed to break through his defense immediately.

This was exactly what the guard had expected. He endured the pain in his arm and reached out with his other hand, trying to strangle Huo Yuhao.

However, as soon as he raised his arm, he felt a domineering spiritual force surge into his body through the wound, rushing into his mind and exploding with a bang.

It felt like being hit on the head with a hammer; intense pain and dizziness washed over him. Huo Yuhao, who was already prepared, naturally wouldn't let this opportunity pass. He drew his dagger and slashed horizontally.

A thin line appeared on the guard's neck, and bright red blood oozed from the wound. Feeling a stinging pain in his throat, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch it. Looking at the color on his arm, he trembled and opened his mouth, but could only let out a hoarse growl that sounded like air leaking out.

Finally, under Huo Yuhao's indifferent gaze, he slowly collapsed to the ground.

Six-year-old Dai Huabin had never seen such a tragic scene before. He had only recently awakened his martial soul. He watched helplessly as Huo Yuhao used a dagger to finish off the remaining three people one by one. His body felt like it was filled with lead, and no matter how he tried to move, he couldn't budge an inch.

Finally, Huo Yuhao finished off the last guard, straightened up slightly, and turned to look at Dai Huabin. His beautiful azure eyes were now like an abyss that devoured souls in the other man's eyes.

The young man next to Dai Huabin was also deathly pale, and he spoke in a trembling voice.

"You, you're not Huo Yuhao."

Upon hearing this, Huo Yuhao raised an eyebrow, becoming increasingly wary. He strode towards the two of them. Dai Huabin subconsciously took two steps back, his previous arrogance gone. Then, as if he had found a lifeline, he spoke in a trembling voice.

"You can't kill me, or you'll regret it. The Duke's mansion, my mother, and none of them will let you go. You'll face relentless pursuit until you and your mother are dead!"

"Yes, the Duchess is certainly capable of doing such a thing."

Huo Yuhao nodded in agreement and walked towards Dai Huabin at a leisurely pace. Then, the fist covered in golden light grew larger and larger in front of him.

Did you know that a person receives three gifts in their lifetime?

With a bang, Dai Huabin was knocked to the ground, blood splattering from his nose.

"The first gift is what your mother taught you to do."

As the words fell, the spiritual power carried by Junlintianxia invaded his body, frantically destroying his remaining rationality. The intense pain even prevented him from screaming.

"The second gift is what society teaches you to do."

Huo Yuhao's voice still rang in his ears, and then the White Tiger Dagger pierced through his hand that was bracing itself on the ground.

"The third gift is future opportunities. The first two gifts are beyond our control, but we generally have the power to decide our own future."

Huo Yuhao squatted down, roughly pulled up his blond hair, and calmly stared into those eyes that had the White Tiger Clan's signature double pupils. The chill emanating from them even suppressed the other man's body spasms.

"I don't know where your confidence and sense of superiority in being able to kill someone just because you want to come from."

"Perhaps it's because of the environment you grew up in. The Duchess protected you very well, and everyone around you revolved around you, making you feel that everything in this world belonged to you, and that some things, even if they weren't now, would be sooner or later."

"But unfortunately, because of you, because of your mother, I have become your enemy, so your third gift is me."

"Because of me, everything you rely on will cease to exist in the future."

"Perhaps after this experience, you will grow and become more sensible, but because of me, you have become your enemy..."

"So you should tremble when you think of my name, go weak at the sight of my face, and want to run away when you hear my voice."

Huo Yuhao leaned close to the other's ear, his voice soft, yet it sounded like a demon from hell announcing his fate.

Experiencing such a nightmarish scene at such a young age, and being directly struck by the Emperor's Reign, is enough to leave an indelible nightmare in Dai Huabin's mind.

"And all of this is because of your vow to fight to the death."

As soon as he finished speaking, the dagger embedded in Dai Huabin's hand suddenly twisted. The intense pain made him open his mouth, but before he could even scream, Huo Yuhao had already pulled out the dagger and delivered a horizontal kick straight to his face.

With his face ravaged once again, Dai Huabin, looking utterly miserable, finally fainted. After doing all this, Huo Yuhao looked at the young man beside him, his eyes growing even colder.

The young man forced down his trembling body, which was trembling with fear, and forced out the same fawning smile he had given Dai Huabin, making him look utterly ridiculous.

"You, you're a time traveler too, aren't you?"

(End of this chapter)