Chapter 4 Kuiba? Kuiba!
"boom--!"

Xu Feng's pupils suddenly shrank, and before he could react, he and his subordinates were swept away.

He fell heavily to the ground, his face full of horror.

"How is it possible! How is it possible?!"

"What happened, what kind of power is this!"

"He just awakened his martial spirit, why is this happening?!"

The soldiers of the Spirit Hall looked at Huan Ming in disbelief, but only Xu Feng knew what this concept was.

He himself is a level 27 great soul master. Although both of his soul rings are white, he is definitely more powerful than someone who has just awakened his martial soul.

Huan Ming defeated all of them without even using his martial spirit!

They both have two white spirit rings, so why is there such a big difference?
Xu Feng suddenly felt that he could not understand the profession of soul master. The gap between people was sometimes even greater than that between dogs.

But how could he know that Huanming was not using the power of a soul master, but the pulse technique.

Huan Ming looked at the people who fell to the ground and said to Xu Feng: "You are a good person, and you are not the same as those soul masters."

At least before the fight started, Xu Feng dispersed the crowd to avoid hurting innocent people.

"Cough cough..."

Xu Feng got up from the ground with difficulty and asked, "You, what kind of soul skill is this?"

"It's not a soul skill, it's called Overlord Charge." Huanming replied.

"Ba Wang Chong?"

Huanming nodded. For the demon knights in Yuanyang Realm, Overlord Charge was actually an advanced pulse technique.

The true power of this pulse technique cannot be exerted without the four pulse gates.

However, his rich experience taught him how to unleash the maximum power of Overlord's Charge's four meridians at this stage.

Of course, for him, Ba Wang Chong is just a very "ordinary" pulse diagnosis technique.

He is Kuiba.

Xu Feng's eyes dimmed and his expression became a little complicated.

Huan Ming added: "If you report this matter, I believe that the Spirit Hall will definitely send experts to hunt me down, but similarly, you will also be in big trouble."

Huanming knew very well the nature of those high-ranking soul masters.

At that time, Xu Feng will definitely be charged with incompetence.

"This...I know." Xu Feng laughed at himself.

"Leave the Spirit Hall. You shouldn't be in the same boat with those people."

Xu Feng shook his head. "I know I can't do anything to you now. I can only let you go. But if I run away, I will be considered a fugitive."

Huan Ming asked: "Are you afraid of the power of the Spirit Hall?"

"Who is not afraid?"

"There is a place that no soul master dares to set foot in easily. That is also my next destination."

Xu Feng was stunned, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and his pupils shrank suddenly again.

"You, are you crazy? Are you a child planning to go to that place?"

Huan Ming asked with a smile: "He is not the child in your memory. You are still defeated by me."

Xu Feng smiled bitterly and advised: "I have never seen anyone like you, but you are right. If you want to avoid the pursuit of the Spirit Hall, you have no choice but to go there."

"Afterwards, you can put all the blame on me. Also, give the villagers some money and ask them to move away as soon as possible."

Xu Feng nodded and said nothing.

Huan Ming smiled and said, "If you are still alive when we meet next time... forget it, I'm leaving."

Looking at his receding figure, Xu Feng couldn't help but shout loudly:

"who are you?"

"Huanming, Kuiba, whatever you like."

"..."

Huan Ming left, leaving the Spirit Hall staff standing there staring blankly. "Sir, are we just going to let him go like this?"

Xu Feng swallowed his saliva and said, "If you want to die, chase after me now."

He knew that Huanming had shown mercy just now, otherwise none of them would have survived.

Another subordinate said with a sad face: "But sir, if the higher-ups blame us, we won't be able to bear the consequences."

They encountered such a good seedling but let it run away. According to the nature of the senior management, these people will be disabled if not dead.

Because there are gaps between soul masters, these lowest-level soldiers and soul masters are no different from civilians in the eyes of those high-level ones.

Xu Feng smiled helplessly: "You guys go, I will take care of this matter... Kuiba? Kuiba!"

*
After leaving Baijia Village, Huanming headed north.

According to his current location and travel speed, it would take at least a month to reach the City of Slaughter.

Yes, the City of Slaughter is his next destination.

It is a forbidden place for soul masters, but it is also a paradise for the fallen, and also his paradise.

The most fundamental reason is that soul masters cannot use soul skills in the City of Slaughter.

As we all know, the greatest power of a soul master comes from his soul ring. A soul master without soul skills is not much different from a tiger with its teeth pulled out.

At least 70% to 80% of one's combat effectiveness will be lost, because the soul masters in Douluo Continent never practice physical training and only rely on martial souls and soul rings.

But he is different. Strictly speaking, although most of those pulse techniques are long-range attacks, they are actually also for body training.

An outstanding demon hero who is proficient in both pulse techniques and physical techniques.

Therefore, the City of Slaughter not only has no effect on Huanming, but also makes him more powerful.

As for those fallen ones in the City of Slaughter, there is no need to worry.

Huanming even felt that those people were pathetic; they were all people abandoned by the world.

They had never done anything wrong before they were six years old, but just because they awakened an evil martial soul, they were looked at strangely and excluded.

This is understandable. After all, not every ordinary person is so careless. With an evil martial spirit, who knows if you will suddenly explode one day?
Most people will naturally stay away from them and isolate them subconsciously, and basically not many people are willing to make friends with them.

The strange looks make them feel inferior by nature and become unsociable.

Eventually, they will either hide in the safe haven of Slaughter City, or degenerate into crimes, and end up being hunted down by various forces.

Are the Fallen scary?

Huanming thinks that human hearts are even more terrifying.

The only thing he needs to consider now is the King of Killing, which is his biggest trouble.

"Boss, give me a pot of tea."

Passing by a tavern, Huanming sat down and shouted.

"Okay, my dear sir, please wait a moment."

However, Huanming waited and waited, but the pot of tea never came.

Some sounds of cursing and smashing things came into the pub, and then the boss walked in dejectedly with his head lowered.

The boss took some copper soul coins and silver soul coins from the counter and prepared to walk out again.

"Boss, what's going on?"

Huanming stood up and asked, his intuition told him that things were not that simple.

The boss glanced at Huanming sadly and said, "What else can it be? Those devils are here again. I just paid the tribute half a month ago, and now they are asking me for money again. Sigh."

Hearing this, Huan Ming walked over and asked, "Is it a soul master?"

"They are soldiers from the Xing Luo Empire, but they are indeed led by a soul master. They claim to be collecting protection money, but in fact they are the biggest bandits."

"Boss, have you never thought about resisting?"

"I'm just a small business, how can I fight against those people? I don't know when this will end."

After leaving a word, the boss sighed and slowly walked out of the tavern.

Seeing this, Huanming did not hesitate and followed quickly.

(End of this chapter)

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