Chapter 65: The Lament of the Remnants of the Old Times
Chapter 65: The Lament of the Remnants of the Old Times
Following the idea that "the enemy of my enemy is my friend", Tang Hao silently followed You Chen's back.
"This You Chen, it seems that he has left a tracking method on the Spirit Hall's Soul Emperor? When? Did he leave it during the battle? Even I didn't notice it at all. In a sense, he is really powerful. Humph, but the more powerful he is, the better, and the more trouble he can cause to Bibi Dong!"
With this idea in mind, Tang Hao even began to worry, like a dog trying to catch a rat, that You Chen was too eager to retaliate against Bibi Dong, which might lead to some mistakes, and he would end up capsizing in the gutter of the Spirit Hall's Soul Emperor.
After all, You Chen is just a Soul King, while the other party is a Soul Emperor!
But, it is true...
"Isn't this Soul King's strength a bit too high? Is this a new-age Soul Master?"
Thinking back to the scene where You Chen easily defeated the powerful opponent just now, Tang Hao inexplicably felt as if he was being left behind by the times.
He is a member of the generation that has witnessed You Chen's growth and felt the changes that this man's sudden appearance has brought to the world of soul masters.
It is no exaggeration to say that before and after You Chen emerged as a theoretical master, the history of the soul master world was clearly divided into two halves.
Even though Tang Hao's intelligence could not fully feel the direction of the times and he could not summarize the above sentence, but even as an ordinary soul master who had experienced that period of time, he could still feel the obvious differences between the soul masters of the two eras today.
The most intuitive way is to look at the spirit ring.
As an "old guy" whose martial soul cultivation was basically complete when You Chen debuted, he did not get any benefits from it.
Coupled with the ideological imprint of "my Haotian Hammer is the best in the world", he has never taken this kind of benefit seriously.
It can be seen that You Chen, as a Soul King, defeated a Soul Emperor of the same family with an almost overwhelming advantage despite being at a disadvantage in the quality of his martial soul (You Chen deliberately suppressed his strength)... Tang Hao could not help but acknowledge You Chen's strength.
Not only is it powerful in terms of combat capability, the most important thing is that it can greatly reduce the gap between the ranks of soul masters...
It’s like a long-time card-drawing mobile game player who comes back to the game two years later and is shocked to find that his old friends are being beaten in all aspects by the new-age characters.
In particular, the soul master world has always been in a rigid, closed and outdated state, with almost no "update" in hundreds of years, which makes the shock even stronger.
"Even I, Tang Hao, have to face up to the existence that can change the times, but the current leaders of the Spirit Hall have rejected it... It's right that the Spirit Hall will continue to weaken!"
Thinking of this, Tang Hao was inexplicably happy.
While Tang Hao was displaying his Ah Q spirit, after more than an hour, the distance between You Chen and Hu Liena finally shortened to a level visible to the naked eye...
……
It was a cave that was hidden very deeply and perfectly concealed by the structure of the mountain stream.
You Chen looked at the cave entrance from afar and asked faintly, "It's hidden in a place like this?"
If he hadn't been able to make the final decision based on the mental imprint, he might not have been able to discover it.
However, Bai Hu's initiative to hide in this terrain actually greatly reduced the difficulty of cutting off his retreat, just like a turtle that voluntarily fell into a jar.
When You Chenping flew towards the cave, Bai Hu also walked out of the cave with a gloomy face.
This is understandable. With Tang Hao following behind him, You Chen has no intention of showing the perfect effect of the Breath-Containing Technique.
"Youchen, do you really want to do this to the extreme?" Bai Hu asked in a low voice.
You Chen couldn't help laughing when he heard such funny words, he was puzzled and amused: "Didn't I already give you a choice?"
Bai Hu sighed, gave way to the cave, and lowered his head and said, "In that case... I can pretend that I didn't see it. But I hope you don't go too far, otherwise, His Holiness the Pope will lose face, and I will suffer, but you won't have an easy time either!"
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You Chen was stunned for a moment when he saw Bai Hu talking nonsense to himself.
then……
Whoosh!
You Chen's soul ring lit up, and his wings flapped, his speed increased dramatically. As he closed the distance, a spiral of sadistic storm swept towards Bai Hu, and energy gathered in his mouth at the same time.
You Chen decided not to waste any more time.
Bai Hu never expected You Chen to start a fight over a disagreement. His eyes widened: "You——"
Woo~——.
The wind howled violently. In just a blink of an eye, Bai Hu only had time to complete the martial spirit possession and dodge sideways, and the part from his right arm to his shoulder was completely blasted away by the "Roar of the Wind Dragon".
“Gah!”
The white swan let out a scream that was incoherent.
With such intense pain, he should have rolled his eyes and fainted, but even if his brain was old and dull, Bai Hu knew what would be the end of him if he fainted at this moment!
'He's going to kill me!? He's really going to kill me! This lunatic!'
His strong will to survive allowed him to retain a bit of consciousness.
"Spare your life!"
He chose to beg for mercy, and at the very moment of begging for mercy, he activated his fifth soul ring.
Begging for mercy was just a strategy he used to slow You Chen down as much as possible. He had already planned to abandon the task given to him by Bibi Dong and run away, leaving Hu Liena behind.
Although until now he still couldn't understand why You Chen wanted to kill him, his instinct for survival still made him make the quickest decision.
'He can't catch up with my speed. If I can escape this time, I will definitely succeed!'
But some things and some gaps cannot be changed or smoothed out by relying on mysterious things like willpower and explosiveness.
What it can't do it just can't do.
Bai Hu did not notice that along with his right arm, one of his wings was also broken and shattered by You Chen in the previous impact.
The moment of acceleration, the unbalanced body fell to the ground instantly.
pat.
You Chen stepped on Bai Hu's left hand.
Bai Hu raised his head and showed a pleading expression: "Don't..."
Stardust flashes...
You Chen had no expression on his face. Without hesitation, he tensed the muscles of one dragon wing and cut off the white swan's head like a blade.
The head rolled over, and the white swan's eyes bulged out like dead fish, with the setting sun's afterglow reflected in them.
In a trance, he seemed to see a beautiful white bird flying high in the distance, but finally it flew into the sunset, melted into nothingness and disappeared.
Until his death, Bai Hu was thinking: 'Why?'
Why would I die in such a place? Why would I die in such a strange mission?
The most important thing is...what kind of hatred or grudge is it that You Chen wants to kill me?
"Isn't he afraid of being investigated by His Holiness the Pope?"
He thought he would care a lot about the answer to this question, because he would not be able to rest in peace until his death if he didn't understand the answer.
But at the end of the revolving lantern, he was finally forced to review his mediocre life, and a deeper emotion called unwillingness emerged rather than doubt.
Although he has some talent, he is not a truly outstanding genius. He is limited by his commoner background and his unwillingness to fight for things. He lags behind in all kinds of resources and eventually stops at the Soul Emperor level.
He longed to break free from the shackles and go further. Even when he grew old, this desire never disappeared, but only changed its form.
He was extremely eager to become a Soul Saint. Perhaps if he became a Soul Saint, he would become a real big shot and no longer need to look at other people's faces...
For this reason, he was willing to be the Pope's dog to protect a willful little girl of eleven or twelve years old.
'Speaking of which, compared to me, Hu Liena, who was accepted as a disciple by His Holiness the Pope, should be considered a true genius, right?'
This became Bai Hu's last thought.
(End of this chapter)