Chapter 97: Return to Martial Soul City (Please Recommend, Please Collect)_1
Tai Long licked his dry lips, "A Titled Douluo? Then how are we supposed to fight?"
Jing Ling nodded as well, "Yeah, if it's a Titled Douluo, just their intimidating presence might be enough to keep us from moving."
Apart from their conversation, the other substitute members and the Shrek Seven Monsters all looked dejected…
Especially Ning Rongrong, her face grim as she clenched her palms so tightly that her delicate skin was broken by her fingernails, "Xu Sheng…"
By her side, Zhu Zhuqing and Xiaowu exchanged a glance and gently placed their hands on Ning Rongrong's shoulders to comfort her…
The latter trembled slightly before forcing a faint smile in response…
That day's heroic scene was still fresh in their memories…
Xu Sheng alone, with just a single move, had taken down the instructors who used their Martial Soul True Bodies, his strength was undeniably terrifying...
Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's face betrayed a hint of disbelief, "Xiaosan, this Brother Sheng of yours, are you sure he joined the Martial Soul Hall?"
Since Tang San called him "brother," he must not be more than five years older than him. To be so young and already a Titled Douluo.
This made Yu Xiaogang seriously doubt the authenticity of what he was hearing, but because his Soul Power was a mere and weak half-level, he also couldn't be certain.
However, on the other hand, if the Shrek squad really encountered a Titled Douluo as an opponent, the chances of them winning the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Competition would be virtually non-existent!
After some thought, Tang San spoke again, "Brother Sheng's Martial Soul had a defect when it first awakened, so he joined Martial Soul Hall. As for whether he has entered their seeded team, I think that's highly unlikely."
In his opinion, Xu Sheng's personality should be rather indolent. Participating in a competition like the Spirit Master contest probably held no appeal to him.
Yu Xiaogang, thoughtfully nodding, then spoke with utmost seriousness, "In that case, let's not worry about these things and focus on preparing for the battle! Don't forget, our goal at Shrek is to be champions!"
At the very least, they could not allow this unknown Xu Sheng to affect the morale of the Shrek Members!
...
Outside Martial Soul City, a figure stood, and it was none other than Xu Sheng, who had finally returned to Martial Soul City from the Tiandou Empire after a day and a half…
Xu Sheng's gaze swept across, sizing up the place where he had lived for a long time. In the three years since he'd left, it didn't seem to have changed much…
However, what warranted attention was that there were nearly two squads of people guarding the entrance to Martial Soul City now.
Xu Sheng strode forward, and as he took one step inside, he was halted by a cold shout, "Halt!"
What followed was at least four Martial Soul Hall Guards surrounding him, with their extremely sharp spears aimed at Xu Sheng's head…
One of the guards' eyes flashed coldly, "Who are you? Why are you skulking around outside Martial Soul City?"
He had been watching this man closely, especially being suspicious of the way he looked around.
Xu Sheng was not annoyed and instead smiled, "It's been so long, it seems I have been forgotten."
Another guard, hearing Xu Sheng's dashing tone, felt displeased. Who did this kid think he was?
Acting all high and mighty, he apparently didn't realize where he was!
Moving the spear even closer, the guard narrowed his eyes and said, "No more nonsense! Tell us who you are! Your purpose here, or we will arrest you and take you into Martial Soul City for interrogation!"
Xu Sheng shook his head, about to take the Martial Soul Hall token out of his storage soul tool…
Before he could touch it, he was stopped. The four guards looked at Xu Sheng with vigilant eyes, "Stop! What are you trying to do?"
What on earth was this guy trying to pull out of his pocket?
If he made another move, they were prepared to strike immediately…
Xu Sheng, upon seeing those four gleaming spears, his pupils suddenly turned ice cold…
"I say, do you all seem to feel quite superior?"
An overwhelming surge of killing intent burst forth from within Xu Sheng, and the Killing God Domain suddenly opened…
Surrounding the entire Martial Soul City's gates, it was as if they were plunged into the abyss of hell, with countless ghastly revenants seemingly crawling out of the earth, ripping their limbs apart with violent force!
"Thud!"
The legs of the four guards went numb, and they knelt to the ground with cold sweat beading on their foreheads…
None dared to look directly into Xu Sheng's eyes and pleaded for mercy, "Lord, spare our lives! Lord, spare our lives!"
The other Martial Soul Hall guards didn't dare say a thing, silently staying in place, pretending to have seen nothing…
With just this killing intent able to eradicate their will to fight, the person must at least be a Soul Sage!
And to dare to release killing intent outside of Martial Soul City without fearing pursuit from the elders of Martial Soul Hall, this person must be incredibly powerful or one of Martial Soul Hall's own!
Xu Sheng closed the Killing God Domain, and the four kneeling guards finally felt they could breathe again. He smiled and said, "Had you behaved like this earlier, it would have been much better. May I enter now?"
These guards were inwardly ranting…
"This man is too terrifying!"
"Just a moment ago, he released an overwhelming killing intent; the next moment, he acts as if nothing happened."
"Had we known, why did we stop him at all? Pretending not to see would've been better, right?"
They regretted their earlier decision to block such a strong individual and wished they could slap themselves several times.
But on the surface, they were eager to please, saying with obsequious expressions, "Lord, of course you may."
"Please go ahead, Lord, Pope Hall isn't far ahead."
…
Following that, Xu Sheng, holding the Token of the Saint Heir of Martial Soul Hall, easily entered Pope Hall…
However, looking at the pathways, more expansive than they were three years ago, he didn't know what to say.
Moreover, having lived in Slaughter City for three years, his memories of Pope Hall were somewhat blurred, and now he could only stand there, dumbfounded.
Suddenly, Xu Sheng's gaze sharpened, his spiritual power detected a punch approaching from behind; however, it contained no killing intent.
Xu Sheng calmly dodged the incoming fist by tilting his head. The next moment, he spun around, grabbed the arm that hadn't retracted and fiercely slammed it against the ground…
The massive force created a dent in the ground with a loud "bang!"…
Flame, whose hair shone bright red, lay dizzily in the pit, seemingly still confused...
He hadn't even seen Xu Sheng's move, and there he was, smashed into the pit…
Xu Sheng glanced at him, feeling resigned. He had even held back, otherwise, with his level 96 Soul Power, he might have reduced the Golden Generation by one right then and there…
Flame rubbed his somewhat bruised arm, grumbling, "Tss... Xu Sheng, couldn't you have been a little gentler?"
Internally, he complained, "Though he's a support-class Soul Master, his physical strength is far superior to my own, leaving me utterly defenseless!"
"Stop talking rubbish, lead the way," Xu Sheng glared at him, extending a hand to grab his head as if clutching a small chicken…
Completely dominated, Flame struggled and said, "Xu Sheng, let me down... let me down! This is really embarrassing for me!"