Chapter 29

A cold light flashed, aiming straight for Su Tang's back.

But this time, Wei Yang had misunderstood again.

What he should have been wary of was not Lu Ping and Su Tang's status as students of Zhaofeng Academy, but rather Lu Ping's identity as a Sixth Soul Meridian Awakened.

Unfortunately, he didn't know.

So the price to be paid was not Lu Ping's indifference, but his own ignorance.

As the cold light descended, Lu Ping turned just in time, moving Su Tang out of its path. Wei Yang was surprised, but suddenly his eyes were covered. Not just his eyes, but his nose and mouth as well...

Lu Ping's right hand spread out, covering Wei Yang's entire face. Wei Yang didn't see how Lu Ping had moved. This time, he couldn't even manage a smile; Lu Ping's fingers had locked onto every muscle on his face that could form a smile.

Lu Ping's fingers tightened, and a chill rose from the depths of Wei Yang's heart. This arrogant young genius experienced a sense of powerlessness for the first time. The force of Lu Ping's fingers was something he couldn't resist, let alone break free from.

Wei Yang, who prided himself on his skill in killing, was now at a loss. He held a dagger in his hand, but he didn't know how to use it. His legs trembled involuntarily. This powerlessness was so real and terrifying that he could feel his face deforming, and it seemed as if his head was about to be crushed under the pressure of Lu Ping's fingers.

What should I do?

In that instant, the thought that crossed this self-important young man's mind was to call for help! Only then did he realize how much weaker and more fragile he was than he had imagined.

But he couldn't even laugh, let alone call for help.

Where were the guards? Why weren't they coming to help? A glimmer of hope flickered in Wei Yang's mind. He didn't even notice that the guard who had rushed over had already been grabbed by Lu Ping's other hand and thrown against the wall.

"Ah..." Xi Fan sighed. He decided to try to persuade Lu Ping. An invitation had escalated to the point of killing a city lord's guard, which was unnecessary.

Xi Fan opened his mouth to call out Lu Ping's name, but a voice beat him to it.

"What's going on? Which children are playing here?"

The figure and the voice appeared in front of Xi Fan in an instant. The newcomer moved quickly, and by the time the sentence was complete, he was already beside Lu Ping and Wei Yang.

"Hmm?" The newcomer looked to be in his thirties, but his hair was quite white. When he reached Lu Ping and Wei Yang, he immediately showed a puzzled expression and glanced at Lu Ping.

"Let him go, you can't kill him," the newcomer said to Lu Ping.

"Yes," Lu Ping, who Xi Fan thought would be hard to persuade, nodded. However, he didn't release Wei Yang easily. Instead, he used his hand to throw Wei Yang to the side.

"Unnecessary," the newcomer shook his head. He saw that Lu Ping's throw was mainly for safety, to prevent the opponent from counterattacking the moment he let go. But he also saw that Wei Yang had already lost his fighting spirit, and his heart was completely filled with fear.

Lu Ping stopped, and the Soul Power naturally ceased. The middle-aged man was about to go over to check on Wei Yang when he suddenly turned his head.

"Hmm?" He showed surprise again, looking at Lu Ping more seriously. He squinted and examined him carefully, as if confirming something.

The Soul Power had vanished so completely, so quickly, that even he couldn't sense it?

"Let me see your hand," he said to Lu Ping in a tone that brooked no refusal, extending his right hand.

"Who are you?" Lu Ping, on guard, didn't intend to extend his hand but planned to step back. However, the right hand that seemed to be just reaching out suddenly grabbed Lu Ping's left hand.

"You..." Lu Ping was about to resist, but the man suddenly let go as if stung by a needle. The chain on Lu Ping's wrist suddenly appeared, even more clearly than when he had shattered Big Bi's Linked Power Fist. It shook violently, as if it were angry at some disturbance.

Clank, clank, clank...

The rapid clashing sound was unusually sharp, but in that instant, the chain disappeared again. The middle-aged man's expression became even more complex.

"Enthralling Soul Lock?" he muttered, sounding uncertain.

Xi Fan and Mo Lin had already sensed that this man was not ordinary and were gradually moving closer to hear what they were saying.

"Is it the Enthralling Soul Lock?" he asked Lu Ping this time.

"Probably..." Lu Ping said.

"Under the Enthralling Soul Lock, you can still use Soul Power?" This was what truly surprised him.

"Not much," Lu Ping said.

"No, no... It shouldn't be like this." The man circled Lu Ping twice. Wei Yang was coughing loudly, spitting out three teeth that Lu Ping had forcibly extracted. His face was deformed in many places, and he had lost his charming smile forever, but no one was looking at him, no one cared, not a single person.

After circling Lu Ping twice, the man suddenly turned his attention to Su Tang.

"Little girl, your injuries are serious. You were hurt by a Spirit Soul Meridian Awakened, right? There's a Force Soul Power in your chaotic Soul Power that needs to be guided out, or the consequences will be severe," the man said.

Lu Ping, Su Tang, and Xi Fan all looked at Mo Lin.

"Really?" Mo Lin, who had already moved closer, said, "I don't think it's a big deal. Just rest more and drink more water, right?" Mo Lin insisted.

The man turned and glanced at Mo Lin, but surprisingly showed another look of surprise.

"Mo family bloodline?" he said.

"Can you tell that?" Mo Lin was also surprised. The Mo family had never been a famous bloodline family on the continent, had it?

The man pointed a finger at Mo Lin. Mo Lin instinctively tried to dodge, but even Lu Ping hadn't been able to avoid the man's sudden right hand, let alone Mo Lin.

The force of the finger was not great, but Mo Lin immediately lost his balance and fell on his butt.

"Too easy to recognize. Except for the Mo family bloodline, who else has such a weak physique?" the man said.

"Damn!" Mo Lin, angry, scrambled to his feet, intending to stab the man with a poison needle, but he only thought about it.

"Who are you, sir?" Xi Fan, turning his wheelchair over, moved closer, his tone more respectful.

"Let's talk later. I'll help her first. Give me her hands," the man said, but he actually took Su Tang's hands without waiting for a response.

"The damage from Spirit Soul Power is very complex. It will... Hmm?!" The man, while speaking, showed another look of surprise, glancing at Xi Fan, who had moved his wheelchair to the side.

"Yan family?" he said.

Xi Fan's expression changed, but he quickly recovered.

"My name is Xi Fan," he said.

"But your surname is Yan, Yan Qiuci's Yan," the man said.

"Ah?" This time, it was Mo Lin's turn to be surprised. Clearly, he had heard a significant name, but before he could say anything, there was a loud "Boom." Two powerful forces suddenly burst from Su Tang's hands, the sound of which was the result of the Soul Powers colliding with the space.

A figure flew out.

But in mid-air, he shook his sleeves and regained his composure, landing gracefully, though his face was filled with shock.

"Sixth Heaven Force Soul Power, that strong?" the man was surprised.

Then his gaze swept over the four young people in front of him, from Lu Ping to Su Tang, to Xi Fan, and then to Mo Lin.

"What's going on?" he muttered, "To meet four extraordinary individuals by chance?"

What about me?

Wei Yang, lying by the wall, was in too much pain to speak, but his hearing was still sharp. He heard the man's evaluation and, from the movement of his gaze, knew that the four people the man referred to definitely did not include him.

I'm a genius who broke through to the Meridian Awakened realm in just two years. What are these four? Their highest realm is only Sixth Heaven!

Wei Yang thought bitterly, his face seeming to hurt even more. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood surged to his throat, and he fainted.

"Oh, there's one more!" the man hurried over.

Wei Yang was finally remembered.