Douluo Continent: Starting with a Tom Cat

"Well, Brother Xue, I still yearn for freedom. As for these potential dangers, I believe I can handle them."

Shen An said confidently, while politely declining Xue Qinghe's invitation.

Xue Qinghe smiled indifferently. She was not surprised by Shen An's answer. She only asked the question in case of any unforeseen circumstances.

However, as long as I spend more time with Shen An, and then express my high regard for Shen An when I return to the Spirit Hall, I should be able to protect him.

Apart from the Spirit Hall, the other forces are not a concern, after all, Shen An is on good terms with Ning Rongrong, and Ning Fengzhi values ​​him highly.

Thinking about this, Xue Qinghe felt slightly uncomfortable. How could my good friend get along well with others? He should belong to me alone.

"Haha, Brother Xue, there's nothing urgent now, so I'll take my leave." Shen An was a little reluctant to stay any longer, feeling that the atmosphere was a bit strange.

Xue Qinghe's eyes flickered, and when she heard that Shen An was leaving, she felt a sudden emptiness in her heart.

With a flick of his hand, the rose vanished. Xue Qinghe smiled and said, "Let me give you a ride. It'll be good for you to familiarize yourself with the route, making it easier for you to visit next time."

Chapter 165 Soul Saint Assault

With Xue Qinghe's insistence on seeing them off, they successfully arrived at the snack street in Tiandou City.

Tom and Jerry sipped the fragrance wafting through the air, while Shen An and Xue Qinghe frantically helped pay the bill from behind.

Shen An originally planned to go straight back, but Tom and Jerry couldn't resist the delicious food, and the pastries and cakes they ate at Yuexuan seemed like just a snack.

And so, with Tom and Jerry eating and eating, they ended up eating until dusk.

Even with Xue Qinghe and Shen An's stamina, they had beads of sweat on their foreheads; they were damn tired.

"I'm sorry, Brother Xue, I didn't expect to take up so much of your time," Shen An said, rubbing his nose.

Xue Qinghe smiled and said, "It's nothing. I didn't have anything to do today. Haha, today was the first time I experienced what it's like to be busy paying for things behind someone else. It's actually quite nice."

"But these two little guys can really eat! Their tiny bellies can hold so much food," Xue Qinghe said, quite amazed.

Tom and Jerry ate their way down the street, and yet their stomachs didn't even get bloated.

Shen An also found this puzzling. Sometimes Tom and Jerry's stomach would bulge after just one meal, but other times, no matter how much he ate, it wouldn't bulge. It was truly amazing.

As Shen An and Xue Qinghe walked and chatted, a pair of eyes in the shadows were silently watching them.

'Xue Qinghe, the Crown Prince of Tiandou, and the person Lord Salas specifically ordered to be killed—I'm truly lucky! If I kill these two, I'll surely advance three levels in one go!'

The man in black was overjoyed to see Xue Qinghe and Shen An. Xue Qinghe used to be accompanied by guards, but now he was all alone.

Once the two were far from the city center, he killed them with lightning speed.

As for the order inside the Spirit Hall not to provoke Xue Qinghe, the man in black scoffed at it.

What if we kill him? Without the crown prince, the Heavenly Dou Empire is in turmoil. Wouldn't that be a great opportunity for the Spirit Hall to expand? But the organization actually told us not to act rashly.

Thinking of this, the man in black couldn't help but shake his head. Those who eat meat are base and lack foresight. He only regretted that the Pope was not himself.

Shen An's residence was very quiet and secluded. It was already dark when the two of them and the two children walked in the quiet night.

Ever since Shen An left the bustling city, he had a vague feeling that something was wrong, as if there was always a gaze watching him.

Shen An wanted to talk to Xue Qinghe about it, but then he thought that Xue Qinghe's cultivation was mediocre, so he decided not to say anything to avoid alerting Xue Qinghe.

"Hey~"

A soft sound rang out, and a dark shadow approached with incredible speed, slashing across like lightning.

Xue Qinghe's expression suddenly changed. Oh no! She had been having too much fun with Shen An today, so much so that she had relaxed and focused all her attention on Shen An, and hadn't noticed that there was someone hiding in the shadows.

However, Xue Qinghe was, after all, the owner of a divine-level martial soul. She instantly sensed the attack the moment it came. Golden soul power surged in her hand, ready to be unleashed, but after hesitating, it dissipated.

'No, I can't hide my cultivation level yet. I am Xue Qinghe now, not Qian Renxue.'

"boom!"

In the dim night, Shen An sneered, "I was prepared for this all along." A beam of azure light suddenly shone, meeting the sneak attack with incredible speed.

A flash of cold light appeared first, followed by a sword as long as a rainbow.

The newcomer clearly had ill intentions, and Shen An naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die. He used his "Sword Control" soul skill to drive the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass to meet the attack, and then Shen An didn't hesitate to draw his sword and fight back.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang!"

In just a moment, Shen An was exchanging blows with the newcomer, but he was falling into a disadvantageous position with each move. This person's strength was the greatest among all the opponents Shen An had ever encountered.

Of course, excluding Sword Douluo, if it were a true Title Douluo, Shen An would probably have been killed already, with no chance to retaliate.

Shen An's three soul rings rose up simultaneously, shining brightly. In the blink of an eye, Shen An's mind became one, and at this moment, he only had eyes for the enemy whose face he could not see.

Tom and Jerry watched as Shen An and the mysterious man locked in combat. One pulled out a shotgun, the other a small cannon, but neither dared to make a move, fearing they might hurt Shen An.

The two little ones immediately looked at Xue Qinghe expectantly, ran up to him and gestured frantically, begging for his help.

Xue Qinghe's mind was unsettled at the moment. She was certainly capable, but she had been hiding her cultivation level in the Heavenly Battle for many years, so how could she easily reveal it?

Should I take action or not? Do I really want to let all my years of hard work go to waste for Shen An?

"boom!"

Shen An was knocked back by the man in black with a claw and ended up beside the crowd. There was a deep claw mark on his chest, and blood was flowing out.

Seeing Shen An injured, a hint of guilt flashed in Xue Qinghe's eyes. Just as she was about to speak, Shen An whispered in her ear without saying a word:

"Brother Xue, this person is extremely strong and not easy to deal with. I'll hold him off. You try to leave first."

Xue Qinghe's guilt deepened. She was still struggling with gains and losses, but Shen An was actually going to cover her retreat and face this unknown powerhouse alone.

"Want to leave? You make it sound so easy. Both of you will leave your lives behind today."

Although the man in black said this, his heart was in turmoil. A Soul Venerable was actually able to exchange two blows with him, a Soul Saint.

He didn't hold back at all just now. Although he didn't use any soul skills, he used all his soul power. The power he unleashed was enough to kill an ordinary Soul King.

'No wonder Bishop Salas specifically wanted this kid dead; if he grows up to be this powerful, he'll be absolutely terrifying.'

The black-clad Soul Saint's killing intent surged, and seven Soul Rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—lit up, instantly enveloping everyone with a powerful pressure.

Shen An's eyes were filled with solemnity. Who had he offended that someone would send a Soul Saint to kill him?

Shrek Academy? Impossible, Shrek doesn't have the ability or the guts.

Aside from Shrek Academy, I have no connection with any other major powers.

That's because my talent is too amazing, which makes some people dislike me and want to kill me. Damn it, the moral standards in Douluo Continent are really low.

In an instant, Shen An's mind raced as he pondered the reasons.

Shen An stepped forward and blocked Xue Qinghe's path, holding his sword horizontally. A blade of sword intent surged from his body, and the so-called oppressive aura had absolutely no effect on him.

At the same time, he kept giving Xue Qinghe meaningful glances, urging him to leave quickly. He was just a Soul Saint; with the strength and speed potions he had taken, he might be able to put up a fight.

However, doing this in front of Xue Qinghe is somewhat risky, since it would be difficult to explain how he unleashed combat power beyond his previous abilities.

Therefore, it would be best to let Xue Qinghe leave first.

Xue Qinghe seemed not to see Shen An's gaze, but just stood there with an uncertain expression, lost in thought.

Shen An's lips twitched. "Are you kidding me? With a formidable enemy at hand, you're not only not going up, but you're also standing there in a daze."

Without further hesitation, Shen An channeled his soul power and skillfully slapped Xue Qinghe's chest, simultaneously shouting, "Brother Xue, hurry and get reinforcements!"

However, after striking out with this palm, Shen An felt that the texture was wrong. Why was it so soft? He even wanted to strike again.

Chapter 166 Transform, Xue Qinghe

"Yes, call for reinforcements!"

Caught completely off guard, Xue Qinghe was slapped dozens of meters away by Shen An and immediately turned and ran away, forgetting her shyness.

Shen An is right. Since she doesn't want to reveal her cultivation level, she can first run out of their sight and then return as Qian Renxue.

With this in mind, Shen An could be saved. Xue Qinghe no longer hesitated.

'Shen An, please don't let anything happen to you,' Xue Qinghe prayed anxiously in his heart.

The black-clad Soul Saint now had enormous black wings on his back, which even shimmered with a purple metallic luster. His pupils were pitch black and dark, exuding an indescribable sense of evil.

"Kid, you've really got guts to sacrifice yourself for others. But don't worry, he won't get away either. I'll send him to die with you," the black-clad Soul Saint said quietly.

Then it flew high into the sky, where its fourth spirit ring shone brightly.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Dark Raven Feathers!"

Countless blade-like feathers shot out from the enormous wings, emitting a sharp, violent cry, and rushed towards Shen An. Each feather possessed an attack power no less than that of a Soul Master.

Tom, with a stern face, was trying to kill its owner right in front of it. Wouldn't that turn it into a stray cat?

It will make trouble for anyone who dares to turn it into a stray cat!

Tom put on a cowboy hat and tied a scarf around his neck, then fired his shotgun in quick succession.

A look of disdain flashed in the eyes of the black-clad Soul Saint. His fourth soul skill was an area-of-effect attack with countless feathers. You could block one or two, but could you block them all?

Immediately afterwards, the black-clad Soul Saint's eyes widened like copper bells, filled with disbelief.

What did he see?

Ten small, round objects flew through the air along different trajectories, knocking down all the feathers, and some even flew towards him.

No, what attack is that flexible?

Tom gently blew on the muzzle of his gun, glancing smugly at the black-clad Soul Saint. "You know nothing about marksmanship."

The black-clad Soul Saint's face was gloomy. With a wave of his wings, all the bullets were knocked down.

He decided to stop playing around, kill him as soon as possible, and go home. If he delayed, things might change. After all, even if he killed Shen An, he would still have to hunt down Xue Qinghe.

"Seventh Soul Skill, Dark Raven True Form!"

The seventh soul ring of the black-clad Soul Saint shone with a terrifying black light, and the wings all over his body showed a metallic texture, with all his powerful soul power poured into them.

Under the influence of the black spirit ring, in the blink of an eye, this Soul Saint transformed into an enormous dark raven, its gaze as black as a death stare.

Shen An had already taken the speed-up potion, and the world seemed to slow down in his eyes. A Soul Saint? I wonder if I could beat him at five times the speed.

However, even if we can't win, we can certainly protect ourselves.

Shen An's eyes were full of fighting spirit. As for the power potion, he would save it for later and use it when he couldn't win.

"Sixth Soul Skill, Dark Raven Piercing Clouds!"

The black-clad Soul Saint transformed into a terrifying black light and suddenly lunged at Shen An. As a powerful offensive Soul Saint, he believed that Shen An would be utterly destroyed by his attack.

Shen An gripped the longsword tightly, feeling the powerful aura emanating from it. "Is this the Soul Saint? It's truly powerful. I definitely couldn't withstand it if I tried to take it head-on."

But why take it head-on? A hint of mockery flashed in Shen An's azure eyes. His soul power suddenly erupted, and he transformed into a sword light, leaving the spot.

"Boom boom boom!"

Under this sixth soul skill, a huge crater was left in the ground. A hint of excitement flashed in the eyes of the black-clad Soul Saint. I knew it. A mere Soul Venerable is no match for him.

Ok? !

The black-clad Soul Saint felt a chilling sensation on his neck, and his enormous wings quickly protected him.

"Clang clang clang clang"

The black-clad Soul Saint clearly felt waves of pain coming from his wings. He was horrified; how could a Soul Venerable possibly injure him?

Little did he know that Shen An's martial spirit was considered to be of the highest caliber and had been tempered by the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Spring.

At this moment, Shen An used his five times speed to unleash countless attacks. With the added speed, breaking through defenses was a piece of cake.

In just a few seconds, the black-clad Soul Saint felt the pressure of Shen An's fierce and relentless attacks.

His terrifying soul power circulated throughout his body, and countless feathers burst forth again, like a volley of arrows, chilling everyone to the bone.

Shen An's azure sword eyes captured every move of the black-clad Soul Saint. Without the slightest hesitation, he leaped away and quickly departed.

Shen An was well aware of his own strengths and weaknesses. Compared with those high-level experts, he could only be considered as having high attack and high agility. Therefore, he would not be foolish enough to use his body to withstand the attack.

With Shen An gone, the Black-Clad Soul Saint felt the pressure lessen dramatically. But what's with all these tiny firecrackers on my wings?

And why can't I shake them off?

In the distance, Jerry lit a small firecracker, Tom dipped it into a bucket full of glue, and then casually threw it out, where it landed precisely on the wings of the black-clad Soul Saint.

Shen An rode his sword through the air, looking at the enemy's huge black wings covered with Tuffy's little firecrackers, and felt pity in his heart.